Changing Me - Re-Posted

Today had started out quite rough,

It seemed so black and white.
I wanted things to go smoothly,
Yet nothing would go right.
 
I felt my temper start to fray,
My voice was growing shrill,
So I took a deep breath and prayed,
“Lord, guide me if You will.”
 
“Please set this crazy day to rights, 
The way it ought to be.
I’d be most grateful to You, Lord,
If You’d do that for me.”
 
But as I finished up my prayer
I noticed the blue skies.
And all the colors of the day
Dancing before my eyes.
 
I realized, the day was fine,
As grand as it could be.
The flaw was not within the day,
The flaw was within me.
 
I got the word, then, loud and clear.
God’s answer came right through;
He’d left the day as it had been
But changed my point of view.

The Hard, Rocky Spot - Re-Posted

There is a stone still in my heart

That causes me great shame. 
It keeps me from the perfect peace
That is born in His name.
 
There, in that place, there is no room 
For love or joy or grace.
There’s only room for hurt and pain
In that cold, hardened place. 
 
There is no space where joy abounds
For darkness there holds sway
And I must break up that hard rock
Or live in bleak dismay. 
 
The rest of my heart is just fine,
It answers to His call,
But there is one hard, rocky spot
That undermines it all. 
 
Ezekiel 36:26
I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh

Strong Enough - Re-posted

However strong I seem to be

I still break easily.
My heart’s more fragile than you think,
My spirit’s not as free.
 
I’ve cried myself to sleep some days,
Hoping dawn would not rise.
Yet still I found reason to sing
As the sun touched the skies. 
 
For I don’t let it hold me down,
I don't let it hold sway.
I wipe my tears, pick up my heart
And make a better day. 
 
God promises that tears will pass
And I trust Him always.
For He has not abandoned me,
Even on my worst days. 
 
2 Corinthians 4:8-9  
We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.

His Love Remains - Re-Posted

Light at the end of the tunnel,

Cloud breaks after the rain,
Happiness after great sorrow,
Healing after the pain,
All stand as proof of the promise
That God’s love will remain.

Hold up your head through the hard times
Walk in faith through the rain,
Smile as if you've known no sorrow,
And keep breathing through the pain,
For life is not always easy,
But His Love will remain.
 
Psalm 30:5
For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime;
Weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.

Hiding In Shame- Re-Posted

I hope You didn’t see me, Lord,

When I did what I did.
I’m old enough to know better,
But behaved like a kid.
 
I hope You didn’t hear me, Lord,
When I said what I said.
I had a mean thought deep inside
That popped out of my head.

I hope you didn’t notice me,

Lord, I just misbehaved.
I want to act as You’d expect
From one that you have saved,
 
But I too often realize
That, much to my dismay,
I have behaved so poorly that
I hope You looked away.

On His Wing - Re-posted

Let me stay close upon Your wing,

I have so far to go.
I might need to call on Your strength
When I feel mine run low.
 
Let me stay close upon Your wing,
The skies ahead are grim.
If I am not right next to you
My chances will be slim.
 
Let me stay close upon Your wing,
Don’t let me fly off track.
If I lose sight of You right now
I may not get it back.
 
Oh Lord, the way’s obscured ahead,
Who knows what it might bring.
I know I’ll only make it through,
If I stay on your wing.

Brighter Days - Re-posted

When I am wearied by the world

I turn my eyes to You;
You are the pathway through the pain,
The light that will break through.
You are the arm on which I lean
When I can barely stand,
And there is no place I can rest
Except within Your hand.
When I am weary and heartsick,
Wandering in the haze,
I know that Your light will break through
And show me brighter days.

No More Tears - Re-posted

Please help me, Lord, to only weep

When I have nothing left,
For I can truly say, my Lord
I’ve not be that bereft.
 
Don’t let me weep for silly things,
Things I should give to you,
For there’s no problem that’s so great
That you can’t see me through.
 
Don’t let me weep in self pity
Or when I’m feeling down,
For you have raised me from my sins
And offer me a crown.
 
So help me, Lord, to still my tears
When they begin to spill,
For crying won’t help me at all
And I know that you will. 
 
Psalm 116:8
For you, LORD, have delivered me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling,

Precious Moments - Re-posted

They hold on to their hope and joy,

Though winter’s drawing near.
It’s just the way that they live life,
Counting each moment dear.
 
We take for granted every day
The moments that we live.
Without our notice they slip by
With so much more to give.
 
But for them each new day’s a gift,
One that passes so fast.
They cherish every moment lived,
Make memories that last.
 
Perhaps it’s time we take the time
To treasure every day
The little moments that we’ve missed
That blossom on our way.

One Voice Cried Out - Re-posted

A voice was crying all alone,

Prepare, He’s on His way
And He will turn the darkest night
Into the brightest day.
 
He does not come to make the path
Smooth all along the way,
But He will guide us as we walk
The rock strewn path each day.
 
He comes to lift the weight of sin,
That’s become our great load,
But we must follow as He leads,
Not wander our own road.
 
One voice cried out to all the world,
But few were listening.
It seems today we might just face
Very much the same thing.
 
Isaiah 40:3
A voice of one calling: “In the wilderness prepare the way for the Lord; make straight in the desert a highway for our God.