Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
I try to share
with all I meet
The grace I live
each day,
And demonstrate
the truth I’ve learned
To others on
my way.
As You’ve
called me to do.
Yet, even
more than all of these,
I hold in
faith to You.
Other than through
Your grace.
All my good
works won’t be enough,
Your mercy,
to replace.
And hold in
faith to You,
Believing in
the promise that
You hold onto
me, too!
For we hold
that one is justified by faith apart from works of the law.
However dark the world may seem,
However deep the night,
I’ll find the path I need to take
When I follow Your Light.
And climb steep, rocky trails,
But I will keep my eye on You
Throughout this life’s travails.
I’ll praise You with delight,
For You kept me upon the path
And lead me by Your Light.
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.
This sweet photo of the sun lighting a dark path is a blessing from DE
What seems coincidence to man,
Has always been His plan.
For He has seen both start and end,
As only the Lord can.
Awaiting winter’s frost.
The branches upon which they hung
Shaped much like my sin’s cost.
Upon the cold fir bough.
The image, vivid in my mind.
I see it even now.
Reflected on that limb
Which bore the shape of that old cross.
Father, Spirit and Him.
Pinecones upon a tree.
The blessing comes in knowing that
He set them there for me,
In just that place, at just that time,
Where He knew I would be.
I and the Father are one.”
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
We speak of peace when all is still,
The peace that’s of this world.
Far greater still it is to live
His perfect peace unfurled.
And often hard to find,
But that born of the Father’s grace
Is the eternal kind.
To those who walk His path,
It holds them even when they stand
Within this cold world’s wrath.
Despite what you walk through,
And keeps you focused on His Word.
His peace will not leave you.
Fickle and petulant.
It is the peace poured out from Christ.
Indeed, it’s heaven sent.
What you have learned and received and heard and seen in
me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.
I’ll finish on a note of hope
With a bright splash of joy.
Meet life’s challenges with all of
The faith you can employ,
And let your heart be not troubled
By what each day may bring.
Stand in the hope He’s in control,
And you have cause to sing.
He will not let you go.
Keep your hope fixed upon that truth
And just let your joy grow.
Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe
also in me.
The stillness of a winter’s eve,
The snow brushing the bough,
And quiet time to spend with You,
If just for here and now.
That slip in every day
To distract me from time with You,
All to my great dismay.
In this season of noise,
To make time to spend in the peace
Which my soul so enjoys.
Open my heart to You.
While this world’s distractions grow old,
Your peace is ever new.
May grace and peace be multiplied to you in the knowledge
of God and of Jesus our Lord.
I saw it reaching for the light,
As I have often done.
It was reaching toward the moon,
While I reach for the Son.
But, of the two choices,
Only one shines within the praise
Of heavenly voices.
And one lights creation.
He healed what we had torn apart,
And then He said, “It’s done”.
However dark the night,
And I will never stop reaching
For Him with all my might.
Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the
world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of
life.”
Another day spent at full speed,
And still my work’s not done.
There isn’t much time to be still
On days spent on the run.
I feel Your grace wash through
And, even though I’m running fast,
I’m running next to You.
And bring me home safely.
With all the crazy in my days,
I know You’re watching me.
And I’ll have to sit still.
Yet, old and slow, You’ll stay with me.
Always have, always will.
Whether it’s fast or slow,
But, if the truth were to be told.
I’m just grateful to know
That You are watching over me
Whether I stay or go.
The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from
this time forth and forevermore.
My heart cries out within me, Lord,
In my worry and fear.
I lift up to You those I love.
I pray, Lord, that You hear.
And heal each wound they bear.
Let them not walk the dark valleys
Without knowing You’re there.
In loss or deep sorrow.
Give them the comfort of Your peace
Wherever they must go.
As You gave them to me.
Please keep them close beneath Your wing
Where they are meant to be.
My soul sings songs of praise
In thanks to You for guiding them
And guarding them always.
Do not forsake me, O Lord! O my God, be not far from me!