The Autumn Harvest - Re-Posted

How beautiful the summer fruit,

Born from the buds of spring,
But it takes autumn’s crisp, cold winds,
Their full flavor to bring. 
 
Do not lament that, in your youth,
You did such foolish things
That still, in your antiquity,
The old memory clings. 
 
For we are like that summer fruit
That ripens on the tree.
It takes the seasons’ complete march
To reach maturity.
 
And we are meant to bloom in Youth
And grow through summer’s heat
Until, at last, autumn’s chill winds
Teach us that life is sweet. 
 
Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,

Hunger for Righteousness - Re-Posted

 

Oh Lord, I thirst for your wisdom,

Your righteousness I claim.
For I long to belong to you,
And live within your name.

Please, fill me with your righteousness.
Teach me, that I may grow
To live within your perfect Word.
Fill me, that I may know.

Matthew 5:6
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.

Joy for Pain - Re-Posted

The heat that burned them through the day

Broke before the new dawn
And little drops of morning rain
Gave strength to carry on.
 
How like those gentle, summer blooms,
Refreshed by morning’s rain,
Is the heart that trusts in Him
To return joy for pain.

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.

The Crumbling Sand - Re-Posted

I’ll build my house upon The Rock

For I have seen the sand 
Swept out to sea in crashing waves,
Forever lost to land.
 
I would not live tossed by the sea,
With no hope of the shore,
Where my Lord will not only guard,
But will, by Grace, restore. 
 
So I choose to build on The Rock
And, when the storms blow through,
I’ll watch the sands wash out to sea
While clinging, Lord, to You.  

Matthew 7:24-27 
“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. Everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.”

Standing In Faith - Re-Posted

With both feet firmly on the rock

I face what comes my way,
But right now I’ll admit, for me,
That’s harder every day.
 
I get a lead, I take a chance,
But it’s not meant to be.
I’m starting to believe that there
Is just no place for me.
 
I think I may have lost my chance;
Though I look, I can’t see
The path that I am meant to take.
I weep, I want to flee.
 
But then I read Your word again,
I calm down and take stock.
Though I feel battered by this storm,
I’m standing on The Rock. 

Updated 5 Years later

In looking back from from where I am
I see Your boundless Grace
Oh Lord, though I did not know then,
You had prepared a place.

You led me through my wilderness,
Along the path You planned,
And blessed my life more completely
Than I can understand.

I stood in faith when life was rough,
In faith, I'm standing still. 
You held me through the worst of times.
I Know You always will.
 
Psalm 18:2
The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

Living in The Light - Re-Posted

 

I want to stand within The Light

And live my life for You,
But sometimes that’s easy to say
And much harder to do.

Yet somehow I keep standing up
And trying once again,
Because I know that giving up
Is not within the plan.

You haven’t given up on me,
And, much to my delight,
It seems that You want me with You
Standing within The Light.

So I will always seek The Light,
And in that Light renew
My promise to live in this life,
A life worthy of You. 

Ephesians 5:8

For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Live as children of light

Fill Me With Your Grace - Re-Posted

In the stillness of the morning,

When my heart is fixed on You,
I can hear a new day calling
And I don’t know what I’ll do.

Help me to face this day smiling
With a heart so filled with Grace
That there is no room for anger,
And frustration finds no place.

Help me to offer Your blessing
To all those who come my way
That they might end up rejoicing
No matter how hard their day.

Help me stand up to the troubles
That life offers mortal man.
With all the faith I can muster,
Help me do more than I can.

In the stillness of the morning,
In the pure light of Your love,
Lord, I count upon Your promise
Of the sweet Grace from above.

Without Words - Re-Posted

 

My heart is anguished today, Lord,

I cannot think to pray.
I beg You to hear all my prayers
Though I’ve no words to say.

I seek Your peace within my pain,
Your calm within my fears.
I pray that You will ease my heart
And help me fight my tears.

I need Your strength to face what comes.
Though it is no surprise,
For it’s been coming for a while.
Yet, still, my sad heart cries.

Oh, Lord the tears keep falling down,
I feel my spirits sink.
Please hear me, Lord. Though I can’t speak,
For I can barely think.

Romans 8:26
In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.

My Whispered Prayers - Re-Posted

 

I held my wrath within my heart

And my bitterness grew.
Yet, once I lifted it in prayer
And prayed for them to You,
I found I cared less for my rage
Than what they’re going through,
Thus setting my heart free from wrath,
For that’s what prayer can do.

So when I find my thoughts at odds
With what they ought to be,
I’ll whisper a prayer in your ear
And seek a better me.

Abundantly,Unceasingly - Re-Posted

I stand upon the shore in faith

That this is where You’ll be,
And wave on wave of Your deep love
Comes rushing in to me. 
 
Abundantly, unceasingly,
It rushes onto shore.
There’s always more Grace than I need,
And still You send me more.
 
I did not ask to be born, Lord,
I do not seek to die,
But in between please keep me close
Beneath Your watchful eye,
 
And I, in turn, will linger near
The ocean of Your grace,
Until the time comes that I see
Your Glory, face to face.

2 Corinthians 9:8

And God is able to bless you abundantly, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.