Why I Praise You - Re-Posted

You may not see it at first glance,

I’m not the showy type,
And when I appear on the scene
There’s not a lot of hype.
 
But I have been fearfully made
By He who shaped the sun.
Yes, I was wonderfully made
Before life had begun.
 
I may not look like much to you,
But to Him I’m just fine.
For He has shaped me with His love,
And that love is still mine.
 
Fearfully and wonderfully,
That’s how my Lord made me,
And I will praise Him every day
Fiercely and joyfully! 

Psalm 139:14
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

Patient and Humble - Re-Posted

I’m still working on humble, Lord,

And maybe patience, too.
But when things get out of control,
Lord, I still turn to You.
 
By seeking You, I find myself,
Humbled and touched by shame,
Once more on track to live life in
The shadow of Your name.
 
Yet it is that weakness, Oh Lord,
That helps me bear with love
The flaws in others, so like mine,
That You forgive me of.
 
So I will work on patience, now,
And humility, too,
That someday, with a little grace,
I’ll draw closer to You.
 
Ephesians 4:2
Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.

With All My Heart - Re-Posted

A little bee buzzing at work,

So busy in its day.
Working among the cheery blooms
It finds along the way.

How happy is that little bee,
To do its simple work.
It goes about it joyfully,
With no intent to shirk.

I think there’s something to be said
For simple joys like this,
To be content in who we are
To me, seems to be bliss.

And I know my life’s more complex
Than that of a small bee,
Yet, there’s something so relevant
That that small bee taught me.

No job is insignificant,
So work each joyfully.
And I, I'm blessed to do the work
That God laid out for me.

Colossians 3:23 

Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters

The Best Dreams - Re-Posted

The wishes I dared not whisper

The prayers I never could say,
And all the dreams I left undreamed
Have never truly gone away.
 
They all still live within my heart,
Like dandy puffs that haven’t flown,
And yet each dream, each wish unsaid,
Has not just withered all unknown.
 
For You’ve heard each unspoken thought,
I know You want what’s best for me.
So I don’t fret for dreams unlived,
I trust You'll set the best ones free.

My Little Faith - Re-Posted

The stairs lead somewhere out of sight

And someday I’ll go see,
But right now I feel safe right here,
And safe sounds good to me.

Of course there could be something else
That I should do out there,
But stepping outside of my box
Still gives me quite a scare.

They say that worry ends with faith,
But what I’d like to know
Is everything that lies ahead,
Before I start to go.

I know that’s not how it should work,
Yet that first step scares me.
I’d like to take in in good faith…
And someday that will be.

Matthew 14:31
Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”