Tag: choices

Yet, On He Came

The road was steep

Jagged rocks tore at His feet

Battering the soles of His sandals

Yet on He came

Divine appointments had

To be kept

He knew His destiny had called

From the eternal beginnings of time

An old wooden cross was

Waiting in the darkness

Yet on He came

Thousands of people had to be fed

They had gathered for days

Seeking the One who would heal

Diseases, infirmities, blind eyes,

Leprosy and tormented spirits

Many would be ungrateful

And cry crucify!

Yet on He came

He knew what lay ahead

Within the Father’s will

Betrayal and denial

By those He loved

Beating and abandonment

Three rusty nails

To pierce His hands and feet

Forsaken by the Father

A grave with a door of stone

Yet on He came

He knew He would be

Three days in the pits of hell

To bring back the keys of Heaven

To give them a choice

That had gone on before

He would defeat the enemy

Of mortal souls

But, rejection would be their choice

Yet on He came

He knew that in the future

I would need a Savior

To save me from the wrath of God

To wash me of my sins

And redeem my soul from

The eternal darkness of hell

I didn’t deserve His grace and mercy

Yet on He came.

Thank You Jesus for saving me

I am so grateful you came!

 

 

 

 

 

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How Many Times?

How many times have we

Passed this way

And not seen the light of day?

How many times have we

Stopped to say

“Oh, How are you today?”

How many times have we

Given our smiles away?

How Many times have we

Planned to help someone along the way?

How many times have we

Hoped to say

“I’ve made a new friend today!”

How many times have we

Knelt to pray

“Please God, Make me a better person today?”

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Never Say Never

Never say never

For it is always a lie

How many times

Have I said this

In pompous attitude

Self-rightousness weighing in

But still to fail

I did not think

And that is probably the key

For in this soul hid deep within

Is the weakness that breaks

And shows me to me!

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Life is a Leveler

This poem came out of a time when my life had been put on hold to help others and harsh words had hurt me deep within my spirit but Jesus had my back and helped me through this trying time.

Life is a leveler

And seeks it’s own

Then wants more

Emptying my soul of joy

When the stress gets to bad

I stumble in the darkness

Tripping over my own thoughts

What else do I have-

That is worth the fight?

Do I hang on to this?

Or let go of that?

Will it matter in the end?

What will I do-

When I finally break?

Will anyone care?

And put me together again?

Words maybe if soft and sweet

Could be just the thing

That is needed to fix my heart

Love seems to be the thin veil

Used to cover up the cause

I evidently did or said

Something that was wrong

When everything is finally done

And all the lights go out

Will joy come back out of the dark

And caress me in the night?

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A Legacy of God

A Savior came from on high

To save their souls and to testify

He was their eternal Legacy sent by God

Who was to be honored and glorified

“We’ll preach the Word from coast to coast!”

The people they all cried.

Then put Him on cruel Calvary

When for His kingdom they were tried.

They feared Him. They knew not why.

So they watched as He went to die.

They watched as He was crucufied!

“Forgive them!” They heard Him cry.

Then for their sins He had to die!

OH, GLORY BE TO GOD! HE DIED FOR ME!

So I will be Your testimony!

I will live my life as You will see

To the very best of my ability!

And with the help of Your Spirit true

I will honor this Legacy sent from You!

 

 

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Love Tried

Jumbled words

Fell from my mouth

As I made my excuses

Why I didn’t have to listen

To their voices of concern

For my eternal soul.

“It wasn’t my fault!”

“Everyone is doing it!”

“It’s my life and I’ll do what I want!”

“You can’t tell me what to do!”

“I’m grown now!”

“You are not my boss!”

Oh! How I wish I could

Take them all back

For love had tried to teach me

To warn me what lay ahead

When I walked in the ways of sin.

Flames of fire now

Lick at my soul

I knew everything in my arrogance

Thought I was something

On my own and told my parents so

With the cruelest of attitudes

Oh! How I wish I could

Take them all back

For love had tried to teach me

To warn me of what lay ahead

When I walked in the ways of sin.

“Daddy, I am so sorry!”

“Mama, can I wipe your tears away?”

“I want to feel your cool hands of love

Upon my brow again!”

“It is so hot here!”

“Darkness!”

“Oh, God forgive me!”

Cool hands caress my face

I open my eyes

Daddy’s prayer so full of love

Wakes me from my horrible dream.

I am awake now but eternally changed

For with love all is not lost!

I have listened and finally heard

Their voices of sweet, saving love.

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Forever Found-Translation

Bound by eternity

(We have to go-even in death)

Ties ever strong

(Can’t be broken)

Keep pulling forward

(The future)

To farther along

(Can’t stay where we are)

Forever guided by our expansion of more

(Always wanting more-never satisfied)

Needs ever filling

(Trying to appease desires)

Needs never met

(Falling short of the goal)

Comparing the two

(Loosing faith in ourselves and others)

It’s not over yet!

(There is still time)

Taking and giving

(Selfishness and caring)

Replacing the void

(Emptiness of soul)

Time never spent

(Not even trying)

Hurts to avoid

(Fear of rejection)

Eyes toward the future

(Must keep going-don’t look back)

Seeing no end

(Eternity is forever)

Mortals walking

(Humanity as a whole)

Souls to ascend

(We will all stand before God)

Lost in the darkness

(Can’t find the way)

Calls to the light

(We want to see)

Ever trying

(Helping as we can)

Doing what’s right

(Even when we don’t want to)

Heaven eternal

(Final destination)

Granting the dream

(Fulfillment)

Finding the river

(Living Water of Life)

Of mercy’s sweet stream

(Forgiveness)

Cords of compassion

(Unconditonal love)

Eternity bound

(Saved by grace for all time)

Forever forward-Forever found.

 

 

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Vast Arrays of Color

Life does present it’s problems but when we get down-pray and write! This poem came out of a time when new love was being smothered by the responsibility of taking care of others and having to be gracious when all you want to do is cry.

Roses creeping along the wall

Seeking a place of their own

Blooming in vast arrays of color

Their beauty tries to console this empty space

That used to be my soul

Why have things gone this way?

I seek a place of my own

A place to rest and bloom

In vast arrays of color

I do not require much in my space

But I cannot acquire anything

That is really mine

Doubt has stolen what I thought was right

Now I am confused and dismayed by life

Time has no scent to perfume my heart

It is stale and seems quite cold

Am I getting to the point that I do not care?

I am afraid-I try not to be

The ground is shaking beneath my feet

I try to stand-to do my best

Can’t seem to get it right anymore

I cannot find my wall where I can bloom

In vast arrays of color.

 

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How Long?

How long will you torture yourself  inside

For things that have gone wrong?

How long, from Him, will you try to hide?

Oh, how long will you allow the thought

You’re not worth the try?

How long will your loved ones

Weep their mournful cries?

How long will you walk

The roads of hell this way?

Oh, how long before you

Finally kneel and pray?

How long until you listen to your heart?

How long will it take to ask

For a brand new start?

How Long? Oh! Wandering lost soul!

How long before you return to the fold?

How long will you blame God and others, too?

Oh, how long will you put off

The things you were meant to do?

How long will you stay so wrong, so wild?

Oh, how long before you realize,

To God, you are still His child!

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Slow-moving Storms

Never has there been

Such a time as this

With quarreling, strife,

And bickering

Fading light as evil calls

Darkness creeping in

Like slow-moving storms

Howling winds of turmoil

The blowing dust of change

Thunder and lightning crash

Within the soul of doubt

Haunting voices wooing

The internal choices

Choose wisely my friend

For eternity is the prize

What will it be lost soul?

Heaven with it’s glory

Or hell with it’s torment?

There is no in-between!

 

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