Your Love- 8/7/21

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May I not forget
Your love I won’t let
my heart get turned away
I need You to stay

Please be close though I
don’t deserve You, Christ
But hope that more will know
Be drawn close, come low

When singing to the skies
You pour love down cloud cries
As sure as morning dew
To know You feels brand new

Every morn is great
At the table have plate
Know wonders meditate
On Your word, in Your state

May we see Your love
You sent it from above
May more find out the new
It’s like a plant that grew

It’s endless to seek You
Till the day we’re in the blue
May all see Your love soon
To avoid our old fate, doom.

The Lighted Path

Every path seems great

So many things explored

But they all pale to one

The straight and narrow Lord’s

Some think they have the answers

They’ll say “this is the key!”

But they don’t know the real truths

To abide them you won’t see.

As oceans wear some walkways

The intensities of life

One can simply follow

Still sharpness sure as knife

As you go on wander

Places will make you break

But the “one” path is to follow

A road opened for your sake

This road can be moved in darkness

To seek the “hidden” trail

As long as words of knowledge

Can help ones live, avail

So though deep darkness swallow you

Such trials life rough things hath

All is worth living through goodness

When you seek the lighted path

Waters Do Not Fail

For Isaiah You guided continually

As He looked to Your will, You abided still

While he walked he found the way to go in You

As His footsteps found He was through the Lord bound

He spoke of what had yet to come

He told tales unheard, would in future some

Would experience close, be still

Because those words were not hid Jesus would seek God’s Will

If he felt troubled, Lord guided

His hope like rain poured as Isaiah confided

Was a “garden” to His love

A spring welled of hope, a never give up “dove”

And the verse says He restores

Brings up greatness through the Lord’s compassion implores

Like waters that do not fail.

(Note: This was based off of Isaiah 58:11, my devotion today)

The Hope Within (poem)- 6/27/21

To think of when

I used to run

though miracles in life

had shown right to

me and like Jo-

nah I took off with strife.

As I “grew up”

yet looked behind

it hadn’t mattered much

what I was saved

from was amazed

but comfortability such

Yet I held to

the church though my

heart was in comforting sin

But with His people

In the steeple

Were ones yet redeemed, lived in.

To have the hope

that none might know

if all ones think is self

As soon as souls

seek the love they’ll know

that love finds your hearts, helps.

So to help ones see

That behind walls seek

That hope is not walls, win.

But to find this kind

of hope remind

that it’s not decor

it’s within.

The Call- 5/31/21

Some people realize there is a need

A need to save but they know not what to do

Many will realize that those people are brave

Braver than they think what love can do

Some think that they just answered a “call”

A call to help their country and follow men (and women)

But others don’t know the vast protection

one group one team can do: fall let those keep risen

When hearing the horrors

Some step up

When heeding the warnings

Some pray and don’t give up

Anyone can be “like” a soldier

It takes though God-filled and something deep in honor to be willing

to answer the call…..

Thank you to all people who ever served and sacrificed so we can continue to live: you are our true essential people who gave the ultimate sacrifice. I pray your bravery will be remembered and live on in us fellow people every day by reading of those stories. And may they never be forgotten by vanity.

Feel 5/15/21

I don’t want to feel

like you aren’t there

even if you seem

far, I’ll run through Air

I don’t like to feel

like Job in the midst

of his counselors reel

he knew the truth of the mist

Your love is breath

like the kiss from an ocean

I can travel deep

there You are instead

Like a knight whose plight

is to save not just me

but all who need You

And I’m like the steed.

As the valleys widen

As the doubts make minds

careen far off places

only to crash to vines

Because when one thinks

there is mercy no matter

how far in space

once one seeks forgiveness there is love finding latter.

Further through the life

As far as can go

though men doubt my thoughts

they still must know-

that the servant’s heart

must seek passion, Christ

Or else there’s deep death

and the pain seeks vice.

But there is a way

God I know with my heart

That my redeemer

lives, life creates a start

God I know to feel

never care of man’s traps

because You know MY HEART

that is on the map.

A hope to feel

Of what seems not there

But you’ve proved me again

And again your grace is flair

I can tell endless tales

can so feel Your presence

no matter what happens to me

is worth all That sentence.

God I want to know

that heart of Jesus

seek Him in the morning

His love as warm as night ceases.

God I don’t want to feel

that Your love doesn’t matter

You brought ones together

as the led ones gather.

God I hope You lead

as I’m lead by You

To take the stage

And say “God I feel You!”

Leave what’s not needed behind- Poem below 12/22/19

I just made a personal, spiritual declaration today! What more good timing than to give this poem I was going to post when written but became afraid because I thought it was too personal.

And hopefully I will give a Christmas type of post here but just in case my own timing is bad, here is a verse I just heard in church: “But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons. ~Galatians 4:4-5″

Here’s the poem:

Title: Burning Bridges

Some paths one should not return
Some places could be dangerous
To go back over a place one thought they were to stay away
A treacherous test to play

I thought I had gotten past it
To burn that bridge was once enough
But to feel the pull to go over it, singed it now is
Still thought just one more go would be good

But I might not make it back this time
I must not take the risk
To plan to demolish, destroy, to build anew
I should say “Goodbye” like to a cruel comfortability

And I will. Time to go and do it
And finally be free from its easy straying walk…
to endless good possibilities

Written 11/23/19