The Lamppost and the Sapling – A Lesson in Flexibility The wind is blowing hard today – Oh, oh, how it blows! The lamp post rigid, tall and straight Is strong, and that he knows. But inside he groans constantly; As vibrations disrupt his repose. “Oh, oh, I wish this wind would cease!” He grumbles… Read More The Lamppost and the Sapling
“There were those who dwelt in darkness and in the shadow of death, Prisoners in misery and chains…. “They stumbled and there was none to help. “Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble; He saved them out of their distresses. “He brought them out of the darkness and the shadow of death… Read More Then they cried #1
Night has fallen, and My hands have stopped their trembling. But inside, my heart trembles still. I left a part of myself Back in that classroom with you, My dear friend. My heart weeps with you For a dear, suffering man, And his courageous wife. The thought of what they face Brings tears to my… Read More Rest in the Storm
I saw them, the children, happy and joyous in the Lord! I saw them looking up relaxing in the hand of the Lord! Happy smiles Unhindered Shine in praise, Worshiping the Lord! I heard them Beautifully Singing out, Praises to the Lord! The grown ups saying “no”, “not that way”, Inhibiting them, Squelching them, The… Read More Don’t Squelch the Spirit
On the mountaintop again, dancing, accepted, Engulfed in the sunshine of His love! The breeze catches my hair as I look at Him shyly with a happy, radiant smile! What a joy to be accepted by Him who loves me most! The valley below is almost forgotten, beautiful in the distance, but Your love draws… Read More My Love, My Delight!
Flippantly I skip up to the foot of a cross. I look up; yeah some guy died for me. flippantly I think, that’s nice, yeah he died for my sins; I believe it and I’m glad. Can we just skirt around the subject now? Or maybe we could teleport from this side to the other?… Read More What Kind of Love…?
Soft, gentle rain Gray skies above Bringing God’s love, Brings life to the earth, Maturity from new birth Soft, gentle rain. This is a poem I wrote in the spring of 1992 during a very difficult time of my life. Many plants and bulbs and seeds lie dormant during the winter months, but the… Read More Soft, Gentle Rain
In this new place I don’t know anyone. As I walk down the long hallway three ladies laugh. They look at me and are quiet, no hellos and no how are you doing? Their eyes just stare, smiling, through me a look that says I’ve interrupted something. I am an interruption. We all need… Read More How to be accepted
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, they say, And Lord, You’re my Beholder every day! And I’m beautiful to You, Beautiful to You. You look at me from up on high, And by Your Spirit You draw nigh. And I’m beautiful to You, Beautiful to You. It doesn’t matter what others say. What… Read More I’m Beautiful to You
The Giant’s heavy branches Dressed up in fragrant green needles Toss to and fro in the surrounding sea of brown. Birds at the feeder contend With the wind as it randomly whips Feathers into peaks, where normally no peaks exist. Like a frigid blanket, Attempting to grab at all And freeze it in its strong… Read More Secure and Warm in His Strong Embrace
It’s so dark. It’s so dank. The air is heavy, The atmosphere oppressive in this grotto, The dungeon of despair, And of hopelessness. I have some friends down there. They sit on the filthy floor among many others in the gloom, Some hugging their knees, All of them with their backs against the cold, stone… Read More Rescue from the Dungeon of Despair
Autumn Trees The center of the picture is flaming orange One of the most beautiful, brightly colored trees you’ve ever laid eyes on. She is set against a background of Various yellows and greens To the right and to the left And of autumn purples and olives to the top right. The blue sky completes… Read More The Giant Orange Lady
