When Caesar crossed the Rubicon
History took a turn.
Now we have a river to cross,
Or a bridge we will burn.
When we, also, must choose,
Do we cross over the river
Or burn the bridge, refuse?
History’s due a change,
But there are those who stand to lose
Power in the exchange.
For me, I seek a third option
To joyously pursue.
I plan to walk into the flow,
Living water from You.
This world is wracked by strife,
But it is in His grace alone
That we’ll find a new life.
Nor burn the bridge across.
I’ll stand in the water of life
That pours out from His cross.
Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out
of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’ Now this he said about the
Spirit, whom those who believed in him were to receive, for as yet the Spirit
had not been given, because Jesus was not yet glorified.
Friday, September 12, 2025
His Living Water
Thursday, September 11, 2025
And Walk Humbly With God
Try not to quarrel with the lost,
But speak kindly to them,
And by that grace seek to lead each,
Once more, to follow Him.
To squabble and to fight,
Hold to the healing in His Word,
The peace found in His Light.
Then lay them in His hand.
It’s always kinder to let go,
Than badger and demand.
That we can know or share
Can turn a heart made out of stone
Into one formed to care.
Who won’t return that grace.
Walk humbly with the Lord knowing
His plan is still in place.
He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the
Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly
with your God?
Wednesday, September 10, 2025
Blessed Are You
I find my heart is filled with rage,
There’s no forgiveness there.
I have to let it go somehow,
I’m called to loving care.
Proclaiming Your Word’s worth,
The demons of the great darkness
Still prowl across the earth.
Must bow before their rule.
They proclaim lies and call them truth.
They are the devil’s tool.
Dance in delight today,
When they choose to serve satan’s plan,
There will be hell to pay.
Remind me to forgive.
For judgement is not mine to pass,
That’s Your’s alone to give.
Who stood in faith with You,
Be all I raise up from this heart
That has been torn in two.
“Blessed are you
when others revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against
you falsely on my account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in
heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.
In sorrow over the loss of Charlie Kirk, Christian advocate, husband, father and genuinely good man. 1993 - 2025
Tuesday, September 9, 2025
Fixed Upon The Light
Even in darkness there is light
That no cloud can obscure.
Though I may not see it at times
It still exists. That’s sure.
At times along the way,
I have no doubt that it leads me
Straight back to You some day.
My soul is light and free.
This world will test me, heart and mind,
But Your love has saved me.
That I have to pass through,
There are none that can hide from me
The hope that lives in You.
The sun will shine again!
For I have my eyes fixed upon
The Light, the Son of Man!
For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.
Monday, September 8, 2025
Walk On And Pray
Oh Lord, am I still on the path
That I’m supposed to walk?
Each day I rise up and go out,
Though I’ve been known to balk.
I worry I’m off course.
Yet, even if I end up lost,
You’re always my recourse.
To just sit down and cry.
Until I hear You urging me
To give it one more try.
And trust You’ll lead the way.
Some days all I can really do
Is just walk on and pray.
And listen to Your voice.
I’ll walk the path as You direct.
I’ll praise You and rejoice.
Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in
you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.
Sunday, September 7, 2025
Oh, Me of Little Faith
Peter stepped in faith on the waves
When his Lord called to him,
But his faith waivered as the storm
Turned more fearsome and grim.
But Christ’s gaze never strayed,
And when Peter began to sink
Christ heard the words he prayed.
Christ drew him to safety.
In much the same that He has
So often done for me.
I have small faith in me.
So, if my gaze slips off of Him,
My fears are all I see.
Until they pull me down.
If He weren’t there to lift me up,
I have no doubt I’d drown.
To walk upon the waves,
But I am loved by He who does.
His is a love that saves.
And Peter answered him, “Lord, if it is you, command me
to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” So Peter got out of the boat and
walked on the water and came to Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid,
and beginning to sink he cried out, “Lord, save me.” Jesus immediately reached
out his hand and took hold of him, saying to him, “O you of little faith, why
did you doubt?”
Saturday, September 6, 2025
Even Through The Storms
The storm clouds gathered over head,
Dark rumbling filled the air,
A steady whispering of rain
Could be heard everywhere.
The storm vanished from sight,
Dragging the darkness in its wake
And leaving a soft light.
The light began to glow.
That’s when I caught the faint glimmer
Of a fleeting rainbow.
Just long enough for me
To remember the promised made,
His love, eternally.
And thank Him every day
That, even through the storms of life,
His love won’t fade away.
And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant that I
make between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for all
future generations: I have set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be a sign of
the covenant between me and the earth.
Friday, September 5, 2025
Sing For Joy, My Soul
Oh sing, my heart, proclaim with joy
That heaven’s King is Lord.
Dance every day that you have breath,
For your soul’s been restored.
Whose Word called forth the light!
Let heart and mind fill up with joy,
Body, leap with delight.
The stars sweep through the sky,
And I will sing praises to Him
Who taught the clouds to fly!
All You who give Him praise.
Let your delight pour out in song,
A joyful chorus raise!
For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work; at the
works of your hands I sing for joy.
Thursday, September 4, 2025
My Gold, My Treasure
I store up treasures every day,
A wealth beyond value.
For each day when I rise from sleep
I catch a glimpse of You.
Sunrise across the lake,
Each one a gift You’ve given me,
A memory to take.
But I have so much more.
I’m rich beyond any measure
Mankind can hoard or store.
Of Your grace every day.
Your creation, a glimpse of You,
My treasure on display!
I coveted no one's silver or gold or apparel.
Wednesday, September 3, 2025
Holding On In Faith
When everything seems upside down
And I’m likely to fall,
I hold on faithfully knowing
That You’ll answer my call.
At least it’s out of mine.
Yet I cling faithfully to You
And to Your plan, divine.
I won’t let go of You,
Nor of the promise of Your love.
That faith will see me through.
And that will be enough,
Since You also hold on to me
Whenever life gets rough!
Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without
wavering, for he who promised is faithful.
Tuesday, September 2, 2025
His Plans For Me
The Lord has had His plan in place
Long before He formed man.
One of the things I’m grateful for
Is my place in His plan.
His peace fills up my soul,
And it is by His grace alone
That I have been made whole.
Or what my part will be.
I do know that, if I was called,
Then His plan includes me.
That His plan is in place,
And I will celebrate each day
The wonders of His grace.
And go where He sends me,
For I have a place in His plan.
How blessed can one soul be?
Jeremiah 29:11-12
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord,
plans for peace and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you
will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will hear you.
Monday, September 1, 2025
Leading The Blind
I stand, humbled, before Your grace.
Your mercy is my hope.
Within the peace born of Your Word,
I find the strength to cope.
As I trip through each day.
All I can do is walk in faith,
Knowing You are my way.
And stay close by Your side
As I walk through the confusion
In which I now abide.
However rough the road,
You’ll guide me through, make clear the way,
And help me bear the load.
Your mercy is my hope.
Within the peace born of Your Word,
I find the strength to cope.
And I will lead the blind in a way that they do not know,
in paths that they have not known I will guide them. I will turn the darkness
before them into light, the rough places into level ground. These are the
things I do, and I do not forsake them.