Where From Here?

I don’t know where to go from here,

Or if I need to go.

I’ve finally found a settled place

Where I have room to grow,

But do I need to move instead

Where I can hunker down,

In case the storm clouds should move in

And there’s risk I might drown.

Oh Lord, I’m ready to take flight,

If that’s what I should do,

But I will seek your guidance first,

My plans are made in You.

For there’s no right choice I can make,

If You’ve a different plan.

I’ll follow only where You lead,

And not the lead of man.

 

Ruth 1:16 But Ruth replied, “Don’t urge me to leave you or to turn back from you. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God.

Perfectly In Place

The moment when it all aligns,

When things fall into place
And suddenly I understand
How perfect is His Grace.
 
The world moves in seeming chaos,
But He controls it still
And all the chaos falls in place
According to His Will.
 
So I am never too surprised
When the proof’s clear to see,
That God controls heaven and earth
And does so perfectly.

 

Ephesians 3:20

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us,

 

This wonderful photo of the moon rising over Mt Rainier is a blessing from CS, and a delightful one at that!

Morning Light

The morning peeked into my dreams

And whispered rise and sing,
For you have no idea yet
What this day is to bring.
 
The glory of the Lord is here
To lead you through the day,
That you might not slip off the path
And somehow go astray.
 
So rise up now and greet the sun,
The Lord waits patiently.
But you must be about the day
Before this day can be.
 
Proverbs 4:18
The path of the righteous is like the morning sun, shining ever brighter till the full light of day.

Live Faithfully

It’s often just a little thing

That touches heart and soul,
To fill an empty place in me
And make the broken whole.
 
The simple blossom, bright and sweet,
Among her faded kin,
Still blooming, purple in the dusk,
The daylight growing thin.
 
She could have given up, herself,
But she bloomed cheerily.
Making the best of her last days,
By living faithfully.

This Too Will Pass

I watch it rise, large in the night,

Above the fringe of trees.
Though far from earth it wields a force
That can move all earth’s seas.
 
Such power seems beyond belief
And yet it’s transient,
For it will crumble into dust
When its time has been spent.
 
There is no force, however strong,
That will not fail one day,
Except the hand that formed them all…
The Word won’t pass away.
 
Matthew 24:35 
Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.

Day of Rest

After the labors of the week

I took a day to rest.
It might not have been perfect, Lord,
But it was still the best.
 
I laid around while others worked,
Okay my work was done,
But I was so exhausted that
Not working was such fun.
 
I know we need a day of rest
And one day just for You.
I’m grateful that I had the time
For You and some rest, too.

Genesis 2:2
By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work.

Fireworks And Chaos

I need a place of silence, Lord,

Where I can be at peace.
I’m trapped within the chaos
And there’s no hope for release.
 
It seems as if the world’s on fire,
Exploding all around,
And I am running frightened, Lord.
Over whelmed by the sound.
 
Please help me find that peaceful place,
Where my heart longs to be.
And let it so fill up my heart
That Your peace lives in me.

Rising Above

I feel the rush beneath my wings

Of every word You’ve said.
They lift me above the mundane
And carry me ahead.
 
The world may live within its lies
And follow them to death,
But I will rise up on Your word,
To take a cleaner breath.
 
I’ll hold the Love You’ve shown to me
Secure within my heart,
And know that, even in dark days,
That’s the best place to start.
 
Yes, Lord, I’ll ride upon Your word
Above the mortal fray,
Praying this world will heal somehow
And know a better day.

Thinking of Me

Lord let me see only myself,

Though that may sound perverse.
Thinking of others can, at times,
Turn out to be much worse.
 
I mean, when I think of someone
Who seems greater than me,
And dwell on all the things they have
Or what they’ve come to be,
 
Then I will find that I seem less
Than who I was before,
Though I’ve not changed, I’m who I was.
Not someone to abhor.
 
Or I might linger smugly on
One whose plight is far worse,
And there’s no doubt vanity is
A soul destroying curse.
 
Again, I know I have not changed
From who I was before.
Though either case may make me feel
That I am less or more.
 
Thus I cry out, Lord, help me keep
My thoughts on only me.
For I am blessed in my own life,
And that I clearly see.

Smiles and Better Days

A smattering of simple joy

Is all it took today
To take the worries dogging me
And chase them far away.
 
Their cheery faces smiled at me
As I was passing by.
And willingly I relinquished
My last unhappy sigh.
 
How did He know that I would pass
This spot on just this day
To set such joyful little blooms
Where I’d pass on my way.
 
With nothing now but hopeful faith
To carry me on through,
I have a feeling better days
Are coming, thanks to You.