The Fullness Thereof

The earth and all within its sphere,
From mountains to the sea,
Were formed by Him, in His delight,
 To share with you and me.
 
He calls us His and yields to us
A creation so vast
That it will still be fresh and new
When mankind is long past.
 
We are but shadows, a soft wind
That ruffles the tall grass,
Yet He deemed us worthy of love
That will not fail or pass.
 
The earth is His, as are we all,
It is as He has planned.
Let every heart and soul rejoice
That we live in His hand.
 
Psalm 24:1-2
The earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein, for he has founded it upon the seas and established it upon the rivers. 

This beautiful photo of the North Sea and its shoreline in Scotland is another precious blessing from ATF. 

Turning Into The Light

 

I turn my face up to the Lord,
The Son who lights my way,
And let the Holy Spirit wash
This week’s worries away.
 
I rejoice in a busy week,
And in a time of rest.
I let His Light lead me through both.
I trust that He knows best.
 
I’ll let the world fade for a while,
His Light upon my face,
And walk into a day of rest
Rejoicing in His grace.
 
John 1:4
In him was life, and the life was the light of men.

Your Patience Is My Grace

 
Tonight, Lord, I’m seeking Your peace,
I’ve struggled through this day.
Nothing too big or difficult,
Just stress and disarray.
 
I’ve found myself frustrated, Lord,
Each time I tried to start.
There were so many little things
That kept falling apart.
 
So here I sit with You, at last,
And watch as my thoughts fray.
Please hear the words of love and praise
I’m thinking but can’t say.
 
I feel Your mercy wrap me close
In Your loving embrace.
Thank You for bearing with me, Lord,
Your patience is my grace.
 
Colossians 1:11
being strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy;

Even In Troubles

 

In this world there will be troubles,
We’ve know that all along,
But that does not mean we give in
Any time things go wrong.
 
It means we stand up when the need
Requires we be strong
And live His Word within this world.
It’s to Him we belong.
 
He won’t leave us in our troubles.
Though we must face them still,
He’ll give us strength and faith enough
To do His Father’s will.
 
John 16:33
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
 
1 John 4:17
This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus.

Rooted In Him

All around the weeds grew densely
Yet it still bloomed in its joy,
For it knew, the peace of heaven,
Life’s troubles cannot destroy.
 
This world’s filled with sin and sorrow
Which demands a soul comply
Not with God, but with the culture
Which, His laws, boldly defy.
 
Yet, those who live within His Word
Do not cower before man.
Instead, they stand, faith unyielding,
And blossom within His plan.
 
There, in such a simple moment,
I have learned a truth I need,
I don’t seek the affirmation
Of the world’s voice to succeed.
 
When this world closes around me,
Menacing and all too grim,
I will still live life rejoicing
For my soul’s rooted in Him.  
 
John 17:16-17
They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth. 

My Home Is His

 

However humble it may be,
My home is filled with praise
For all the blessings of the Lord
And all His wondrous ways.
 
My home will echo songs of joy
And praise for Heaven’s King.
For His blessings outweigh the pain
That any storm may bring.
 
My home is His, my heart is His,
And both are filled with joy.
For this house, built upon His Word,
No tempest can destroy.  
 
Matthew 7:24-25
 “Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock.”

Thank You: A Sabbath Prayer

 

Thank You, Lord, for loving me,
Despite all I have done.
Thank You, Savior, for making right
The wrongs that I’d begun.
 
I thank You with a heart of joy
For calling me by name,
And for the grace of redemption
That now is mine to claim.
 
Isaiah 43:1
But now thus says the Lord, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.”

I Cling To You, Lord

 

I cling to You in times of joy,
And sing to You in praise.
You are the answer that I’ll seek
Through all my mortal days.
 
I cling to You in troubled times,
You are my strength and shield.
I know that when I’m weak, You’re strong.
You won’t let go or yield.
 
I cling to You in faith and trust,
Through bounty and travail.
Despite what this world claims as truth,
Your Word, Lord, will prevail.  
 
Psalm 63:8
My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.

To Rest Within Your Peace

 

Peace is what I’m seeking tonight.
Though this week has been blessed,
It’s also been a long hard trek
And I need peace and rest.
 
My heart broke once or twice, it’s true.
I may have even cried,
But You were right there with me, Lord.
You kept me by Your side.
 
Tomorrow will hold chores anew,
But for tonight there’s peace
And the quiet stillness that’s born
In love that does not cease.
 
Psalm 136:1
Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever.

Another Wave Of Grief

 

As sorrow washes through again
I find myself adrift.
The grief, like waves, keeps rushing in,
My tears flow hot and swift.
 
Too many lost to time’s current,
Life’s ceaseless ebb and flow.
I cannot stop or slow its pace
By any means I know.
 
Such feats lie outside my control,
But rest within the hand
Of He who numbers every tear
And every grain of sand.
 
He knows the sorrows of my heart,
And shares with me my grief.
In His time, He will dry my tears
And give my heart relief.
 
I have to trust in His timing,
Rest not on what I planned.
What broke my heart, has healed her pain,
That much I understand.
 
I’ll stand within these waves of grief
Until the tides fall back,
And hold onto the One whose grace
Provides the strength I lack.
 
Ecclesiastes 3:2a & 4
a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;