Renew In Me

 

I’ve walked this earth for many years
And seen all kinds of sin.
There have been far too many, Lord,
That I’ve partaken in.
 
Yet, I have returned to the fold
Of my Shepherd’s mercy,
And I would ask You, by Your grace,
To cleanse my sin from me.
 
Restore in me a loving heart
And a forgiving mind
That I may offer others, Lord,
The same mercies I find.
 
Teach me once more to seek Your will,
Let go my restless soul,
That I may never lose hold of
The peace that makes me whole.
 
Renew me, Lord, and cleanse my heart
Remove from me all stain.
May Your Light reflect from my soul
And no darkness remain.
 
Psalm 51:1-2,10
Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love; according to your abundant mercy blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin!  Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.

Little Chores, Great Blessings

 

You’ve kept me busy through the days
And I’ve slept wearily,
But I count each day to my joy,
Blessings You’ve given me.
 
I know I’m not called to great things,
And that suits me just fine,
Because I love the little chores
That You’ve set to be mine.  
 
The day-to-day labors of love,
All those helped on the way,
Are such great blessings in my life.
They mean more than I say.
 
Thank You for knowing me so well,
And those things I do best.
I may be weary by day’s end,
But grateful to be blessed.  
 
James 1:17
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

Within My Father's Hand

 

I stand upon a windswept shore
And watch the waves roll in.
There’s peace in being still with Him
Far from the worldly din.
 
The sound of wind, of rushing tides,
The songs that nature sings
Refresh in me the hope, the joy
That only His touch brings.
 
I love the songs the brethren sing,
The sharing of His Word,
But when I sit alone with Him
He’s more easily heard.
 
I need the comfort of the church,
But there are always days
When I seek time with Him alone
To talk, listen, and praise.
 
I know that He is always near,
But, in life’s rush and roar,
I find it harder to hear Him
Than on a windswept shore.
 
That’s why I come down to the sea,
Where the waves wash the sand,
And find the peace I need the most
Within my father’s hand.
 
Philippians 4:6-7
do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

My Daily Bread

Please give me, Lord, my daily bread,
The bread that feeds my soul.
For that is the food I need most
To keep my spirit whole.
 
You came to be the bread of life,
Each word You spoke feeds me.
Without Your Bread my hungry soul
Would wither rapidly.
 
I wake with craving in my soul,
As dawn appears each day,
To spend time with You in Your Word
Til hunger fades away.
 
My body may need nourishment,
But my soul just needs You.
Please give me, Lord, my daily bread,
For nothing less will do.
 
Matthew 6:11
Give us, this day our daily bread,
 
John 6:33
For the bread of God is he who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.”
 
Matthew 4:4
But he answered, “It is written, “‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.’” 

Your Will Be Done

Why is it that we sometimes feel
What we prayed went unheard,
When scripture tells us, without doubt,
That God would hear each word?
 
I’m not a scholar or a saint,
But what I’ve come to find
Is that we read the bible in
A human frame of mind.
 
We hear “ask and you will receive”,
But miss the bigger goal.
He knows much more than we can know,
The picture, great and whole.
 
With that in mind, we need to pray,
“If this works with Your will…”
Then we must trust His greater plan
Is working for us still.
 
Even before He faced the cross
God’s only precious Son
Prayed to forgo brutal death, but
“Your will, not mine, be done.”  
 
You know God heard His Son’s prayer,
But for our redemption
He had to walk into that death.
Through God’s will, grace was won.
 
Sometimes the answer is just, “No”,
Sometimes it’s so much more.
Though He knows our heart’s strong desires,
There’s often more in store.
 
Therefore, seek His will when You ask,
Knowing that, come what may,
His plans are built upon His love,
And He hears when you pray.
 
Matthew 6:10
Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
 
1 John 5:14-15
And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us. And if we know that he hears us in whatever we ask, we know that we have the requests that we have asked of him. 

What Did I Just Do?

 

I lift my prayers up to the Lord,
Each sorrow, fear and care,
Then, when I’m done, I pick them up.
I can’t just leave them there.
 
I ask Him to heal what I can’t,
To show me where to walk,
Then say thank You and go my way…
I sure do talk the talk.
 
I think He must just shake His head
And chuckle when I pray,
Knowing He must work around me,
Cause I’ll be in His way.
 
He formed the mountains and the seas,
The stars answer His call,
And here I sit, heart raised to Him…
Until I hit recall.
 
He knows I trust Him more than life,
But that I’m also me,
So, I know He is not surprised
By how I tend to be.
 
I’m grateful that He still listens,
And, though He rolls an eye,
I know He’s there to help me through
Despite how hard I try….
 
Psalm 112:7
He is not afraid of bad news; his heart is firm, trusting in the Lord.
 
Psalm 37:5
Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him, and he will act.

Turn Back To Him

 

Each one of us has, at some time,
Turned our backs on His grace
In pursuit of some desire
That we’ve sought in His place.
 
For those sins we have each been judged.
Though we turn back to Him,
The punishment for selfish pride
Is eternal and grim.
 
It’s for our sake He took the cross
To die on calvary.
He paid the price earned by our pride
And set our lost souls free.
 
We all must weigh that sacrifice
Upon our hearts each day
That we might keep our eyes on Him
And not be led astray.

 
Hold out your hand to those you know,
And those met on the way,
That they, too, may walk close to Him,
Not drift further away.
 
This world is full of distractions,
But none of such value
They’re worth losing sight of the grace
That His love bought for you.
 
Hebrews 3:12-13
Take care, brothers, lest there be in any of you an evil, unbelieving heart, leading you to fall away from the living God. But exhort one another every day, as long as it is called “today,” that none of you may be hardened by the deceitfulness of sin.

His Black Sheep

 

Though I may be called a black sheep,
My sins have been washed clean,
For, while I was lost in that sin,
I did not go unseen.
 
He did not see my sins, just me,
The lost lamb He held dear.
When He called me, I turned to Him
With no more doubt or fear.
 
My Savior saw me, forgave me,
And called me by my name.
Now, all the mercy my soul needs,
Through Him, is mine to claim.
 
I may still be called a black sheep
By those who knew me then,
But He still sees me as He did
When He cleansed me of sin.
 
Romans 5:8-9
but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God.

Family, Travel and Blessings

 

The road was long before us, Lord,
But Your grace brought us through
With lots of joy and family
And praises raised to You.
 
We gathered there to celebrate
The new couple to be
And all the little additions
To the family tree.
 
We spent the weekend rejoicing
Then once more hit the road
Carrying with us in our hearts
The blessings You’d bestowed.
 
You brought us safely home, at last,
Our travels, now complete,
I take my thanks, my joy filled heart,
And lay them at Your feet!
 
Psalm 91:11
For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.

Where I Focus

 

The road lies dark before me now,
It twists beyond my sight.
Yet, I know that however dark,
I’ll walk it in Your Light.
 
I will not let the vast unknown
Scare me off of the road
That leads me straight back to Your throne,
Your heavenly abode.
 
This world can weigh heavy on me,
Dragging me to my knees,
But in Your Word I find the peace
That brings heart and soul ease.
 
That’s when I take “poor little me”
And put You in my place.
With my focus on You, not me,
I see, not grief, but grace.
 
What matters is not what I face,
But where I place my gaze.
If I am focused on You, Lord,
Then You make straight my ways
 
Proverbs 3:6
In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.

Unfading Beauty - Re-posted

While I am nothing much to see,
Even I look quite grand
When I am nestled in the world
Created by His hand.
 
For every creature, dull or great,
Was formed within God’s grace
And each has beauty of its own
In heart or soul or face.
 
Don’t look at others as they seem,
But see them through God’s eyes.
You may be startled that you find
A glorious surprise.
 
1 Peter 3:4
Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight. 

Principalities And Powers

 

There is a darkness in the world,
Born of a greater war,
And we are caught up in the fight,
However small we are.
 
The Darkness calls out to our sin,
The Light calls to our soul.
One will break us before the end,
The other makes us whole.
 
Yes, there is delight in the Dark,
In focusing on “me”,
But that delight fades away fast
And leaves just misery.
 
This life on earth is but a mist,
Forever’s closing in.
When this life ends where will you be?
You know the Light will win.
 
The prophecies have all come true,
And those few that remain
Confirm the Light’s true victory,
Removing the Dark’s stain.
 
Choose you, today, whom you will serve,
Whose side you will be on.
The Darkness will never prevail…
God’s love is never gone.
 
Ephesians 6:12
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.

Between The Tick And Tock - Re-posted

We spend our lives in tick and tock,
The moments that life brings,
But in between the big moments
Are all the precious things.
 
The stillness of the early dawn,
The rainfall on the roof,
The fruit blossoms in early spring
That lead to autumn’s proof.
 
The joy we find in simple things,
Like simply being still,
Can matter more than the events
That test our strength and will.
 
Life brings us to the ticks and tocks
That shape the world we know,
But how we live the in between
Determines how we grow.
 
Ecclesiastes 4:6
Better is a handful of quietness than two hands full of toil and a striving after wind. 

Where True Treasure Lies

The treasures that we store on earth
Seem precious in our day,
But in the long run they will fade
And fall into decay.
 
For there is nothing of this earth
That holds the same value
As the grace through which Heaven's King
Forever will see you.
 
The gold gets lost, your power fades,
The world forgets your name,
But His redemption and His grace
Will still be yours to claim.
 
Choose then the wealth heaven offers,
Secure it in your heart,
And you will find that it’s still there
When this life falls apart.
 
Matthew 6:19-20
 “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal."

This amazing photo is a gift from TAF, taken on her trip to Egypt! 

When I Was Thirsty

How unceasing is the flow
Of Your gracious mercy.
It is the only hope I have
That my soul will be free.
 
I cannot do it on my own,
I’m too broken by far,
But You poured Your grace over me
And washed away each scar.
 
From You flows the water of life,
As it has always done.
You’re the beginning and the end,
You are my redemption.
 
I cannot ever repay You
For the love You give me,
But I will love and praise You, Lord,
For all eternity.
 
Revelation 21:6
And he said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment. 

All The Earth Rejoices

 

I lift my voice in songs of praise,
I rejoice in Your name,
But mine is not the only song
Your wonders to proclaim.
 
The bird sings joyful songs to You
Within the new day’s light.
The blossoms sing out in Your praise
In colors sweet and bright.
 
Even the trees whisper in joy
Their songs of praise to You
As the soft breezes stir their leaves
While it is passing through.
 
All of creation lifts its voice,
In joyful praise they sing.
Rejoicing, each in their own way,
To You, our Lord and King.
 
Psalm 98:4
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth; break forth into joyous song and sing praises!

Pretty, Poison Lies

 

Though it is joyful on its face,
There’s poison at its core.
Be careful that you’re not deceived,
Death’s all it holds in store
 
So is it, often, with mankind,
Behind a smiling face
There lies a heart that longs to lead
Innocence to disgrace.
 
They speak as if they hold wisdom,
Their words are sweet to hear,
But there is poison in their hearts.
Be cautious when they’re near.
 
They preach His words, but twist them up
To lead you far from Him.
The vipers, as in days of old,
Still harbor souls most grim.
 
Heed those who share His word, not man’s.
Turn back from those who try
To make you believe something that’s
A pretty, poisoned lie.
 
Matthew 24:11
And many false prophets will arise and lead many astray.
 
James 3:8
but no human being can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison.

Grass Withers, Flowers Fade

 

I found a photo just today
Of loved ones lost to me.
I felt fresh sorrow fill my heart.
That’s how it’s meant to be.
 
We’re not immortal in this life,
Like blossoms, we all die.
Yet, He has promised renewal,
And His Word does not lie.
 
The grass will fade, the blooms wither,
But His Word will live on,
So, if He’s called them home to Him,
Then they aren’t really gone.
 
For they both loved Him openly
And knew He’d redeemed them.
Knowing that, I choose to rejoice
And give my thanks to Him.
 
When my time comes to fade away
And wither in the sun,
I’ll rejoice that His Word stands true
And my new life’s begun,
Then turn my fading gaze toward
The Light of Heaven’s Son.
 
Isaiah 40:7-8
The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the Lord blows on it; surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever

Renewed Each Day - Re-Posted

Oh Lord, the little blessings fall
Like raindrops from the sky
And scatter on the barren ground,
Refreshing what was dry.

My weary spirit springs anew
And blossoms with delight
Thanks to the blessings of Your grace.
I grow, Lord, in Your Light.

What kind of love can offer me
Such grace and such blessing
That, from a withered, broken soul,
New life and hope can spring!

2 Corinthians 4:16
So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.

Greater Is He

 

Greater is He who calmed the seas
Than he who stands on shore
Shaking his fist at the tempest,
Achieving nothing more.
 
Greater is He who filled skies
With stars in the dark night
Than he who stands with eyes cast down
Denying there is light.
 
Greater is He who gave us life
Then redeemed us from sin
Than he who calls out from hell’s gate
To come and sin again.
 
How great are You, how vast Your love,
Your wonders on display
All fill my soul with hope and peace
And I praise You each day.
 
Psalm 71:19
Your righteousness, O God, reaches the high heavens. You who have done great things, O God, who is like you?

You Make Straight My Path

 

I often overthink my fear,
Or let my worries grow
Until they bind me, tie me down.
Tonight I’ll let them go.
 
You know what I am bound to face
And I know You love me,
So, I am giving them to You.
That’s where they ought to be.
 
If I have placed my trust in You,
Then I’ve no cause for fear.
I’ll watch my step, but walk the path
That You’ve made straight and clear.
 
Proverbs 3:6
In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.

Joyously And Diligently

Work each day, as if for the Lord,
With diligence and faith.
Don’t be distracted by your pride
For that’s a hollow wraith.
 
Though we know we are not worthy,
Still we ought work and praise
And thank the Lord that He loves us
Despite our wayward ways.
 
Don’t lose sight of the One you serve,
But serve Him with such joy
That none may doubt He is the one
Whose teachings you employ.   
 
Work not for man, but, in God’s name,
Work with all of mankind
That they may also see in you
The life that He outlined.
 
Colossians 3:23
Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men 

Broken, Now Restored

 

When I was broken, heart and soul,
You restored me to grace.
You healed the broken pieces and
A new me took their place.
 
You lifted me back to my feet,
And held me to Your side.
The scars that had once marred my soul,
Removed and cast aside.
 
To all the world, I looked the same,
The outer me unchanged,
But in Your sight I am made new.
The old me is estranged.
 
You gave me back the joy I’d lost
When You restored my soul.
Please help to hold faithfully
To You who made me whole.  
 
Psalm 51:12
Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and uphold me with a willing spirit.

Your Footprints Are Unseen

 

I see the miracles You do
In each day that I live.
The blessings poured out on my life,
The grace You always give.
 
I hear Your voice upon the wind,
The thunder rolling in.
I feel Your peace fill up my soul
When my hope’s wearing thin.
 
In each new day, in many ways
I see the works You do,
But, despite the wonders I’ve seen,
Lord, I’ve never seen You.
 
I know You’re there, creation rests
Firmly within Your hand,
And all the universe unfolds
Exactly as You’ve planned.
 
Yet, still I wonder what I’ll feel
When I first see Your face.
I suspect I’ve had a preview
Each time I’ve felt Your grace.
 
The mountains rise, the spring rains fall,
The oceans roll on shore.
I see Your presence everywhere,
I feel it so much more.
 
I know one day, I’ll see Your face,
But until that day’s here
I’ll watch for the signs of Your grace
That prove You’re ever near.
 
Psalm 77:19
Your way was through the sea, your path through the great waters; yet your footprints were unseen.

Fig Trees And Faith

 

He spoke in parables each day,
But this one He lived out.
There’s more to this than meets the eye…
Here’s what it’s all about.
 
The fig tree bears fruit in the spring
That ripens in the sun.
A second growth appears by fall,
When first harvest is done.
 
Even when winter claims its leaves,
The winter figs remain.
So, when the leaves burst out in spring
The winter fruit shows plain.
 
He knew when He came on that tree
With leaves, but without fruit,
That it would not bear figs again.
To argue that was moot.
 
He chose, instead, to make a point
About the fruit we bear.
Though we wave bright leaves in display,
We’d best have fruit to share.
 
Though we might proclaim we are His,
Without faith it’s a lie.
For when our faith takes root in Him,
Then our fruit will not die.
 
Yet, those who proffer a false faith
Can harm those who seek Him
By distracting them with false truths,
Leaves on a fruitless limb.

 

The fruit we bear by what we share
Should help His harvest grow,
And He will prune or uproot trees
Which bring His harvest low.
 
Let your roots run deep in His Word
And your faith grow each day,
That your fruit will bring Him such joy,
He’ll smile at its display.
 
Matthew 21:19
And seeing a fig tree by the wayside, he went to it and found nothing on it but only leaves. And he said to it, “May no fruit ever come from you again!” And the fig tree withered at once.