Standing in Line

Standing in line

Out here in the cold

Waiting to see You

Of whom I’ve been told

I hear You are my Savior

I hear You are my Lord

So, I am standing in line

Out here in the cold.

Standing in line

With a child’s broken heart

Prayng to see You

To get a new start

I hear You are so wonderful

I hear You are so true

So I am standing in line

What else can I do?

Standing in line

With tears in my soul

Seeking to find You

Of whom I’ve been told

I hear You will forgive me

I hear I’ll be whole

So I’m standing in line

Out here in the cold.

Now the door is open

And I’m going through

With out-stretched arms

I am drawn to You

No longer crying

I know that You are mine

I have found my Jesus

At the end of the line.

Thank You!

To my Father on this special day

I want to say in a simple way

How in my heart, I truly feel

He’s always been there, and He always will

He gives me courage to face my fears

Gives me joy after the tears

He is forever here to comfort me

Removes the darkness so I can see

He sends me strength to keep on trying

Holds me up when I feel like crying

He brings me laughter after I’m sad

Carries my troubles, no matter how bad

He gives me patience, makes me slow down

Shows me the wonders of life all around

Takes me ever so gently by the hand

Tells me He loves me as only He can

So I would like to say to my Father above

Thank You, Father God, for Your guidance and love

Thank You for sending us Your precious Son

The glorious Redeemer and Savior for everyone.

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!

 

Darkness is No More

When dawn wakes the morning skies

And darkness is no more

We will face whatever is in our lives

With faith we cannot ignore

Knowing that sad tears will not fill our eyes

Just joy and true happiness galore

When dawn wakes the morning skies

And darkness is no more.

The Wings of the Wind

Psalm 104:1-3; 1.Bless the Lord,O my soul. O LORD my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. 2. Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain: 3. Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind: (King James Version)

He talks to my heart in a whisper

His touch is as morning rain

Yet He loves with the strength of the mountains

He walks on the wings of the wind.

His joy is a bright as the morning

His strength as bold as the steel

His eyes as tender as the dawning

He walks on the wings of the wind.

His shoulders are as broad as the ocean

His peace as calm as the sea

His power is ever unfolding

He walks on the wings of the wind.

His Name is above all others

His Truth as real as the stars

His hope forever eternal

He walks on the wings of the wind.

He walks on the wings of the wind

Strong as the day without end

My Savior, my Lord, forever will be

My King on the wings of the wind.

He is Here

The voices are stilled within my mind

Where are they hiding?

Silence like soft cotton is all I hear

Never have they been this quiet

I do not trust them-

They always try to be heard

One may be whining

While another cries in dismay

Why is anger not screaming

Causing it’s usual turmoil?

What has happened to shame and regret?

Where are their voices of condemnation?

Why are they so quite?

Then I heard the reason

He is here! That still Small Voice

That hushes all others

My sweet Friend and Comforter-

The Holy Spirit has come

He abides within

The other voices may try to yell

Their cruel barbs

But the One Who calms the storms

Over the wind-swept seas

Has stilled my strife and fears

He has put confusion away from me

And I am at peace again.

 

 

Glorious Breath

memories linger

haunting thoughts

deepening hole

can’t breathe

shadows dancing

reaching out

falling-falling

can’t breathe

swirling mist

lost souls

tormenting tears

falling-falling

can’t breathe

catch me-catch me

pleading-bleeding

looking up

expecting hope

lightning flashing

hands reaching

grasping-floating

saving grace

praising-loving

glorious breath

freedom-freedom

rising-rising

Glorious Breath!

A Tale That is Told

Psalm 90:9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.”

“We spend our days as a tale that is told.”

From our infancy until we are considered old

So what will our life’s tale have to say,

About our walk into this God-given day?

Were we good children when put to the test?

Was patience a nearly impossible quest?

Would we bring honor to our God and King?

If our life was to be our only offering?

Our days are flying by at eternal speed

As God is still meeting our earthly need

So will this be the testimony of our broken soul?

The tale that Christ Jesus has made us whole?

OH! We must tell the tales that need to be told!

The ones about Heaven and the streets of gold

Show the children the paths to be trod

How to be saved by the truths of God

We need to speak about the love that flowed so free

From Calvary’s timbered bloody tree

OH! Sinner listen and don’t walk hell’s path

The Word tells us of the Father’s eternal wrath

The Truth has been told for God cannot lie

There are two places to go when we die

We will be responsible for what we behold

For God has written down the tale our life told.

Enduring Grace

Day comes before the night

Night before the day

Each has it’s turn to dance

Before they go away

Darkness reaps as in a trance

Before succumbing to the light

Dawn exposes the wrongs

That Jesus would make right

Daily heeding the coming day

The blackness recedes

And backs away

Time must fulfill its alloted needs

As it searches on and on

Reaping the whirlwind

Then is gone

Shadows linger upon the mortal’s face

Coldness holds on to the heart

In it’s unholy embrace

Darkness again makes a call

From it’s lonely, hopeless place

Must not listen or we will fall

Oh do not heed this bequiling voice

Make the Light of God your chosen way

Repentance should be the only choice

For therein lives the hope of day

Within all the human race

Yes the Light has birthed and Spirit borne

The Father’s enduring grace.

 

 

 

 

He Gave His All

No wonder the Father will be angry

When His earthly children fail to see

The miracle of what He had done

When He sent His only begotten Son

This special gift from heaven above

Arrived with all power, authority, and love

Redemtion came as a babe that day

To be the Truth, the Life, and the Way

Bound by the promise to give His all

He willingly answered the Father’s call

His Mama wept her tears of grateful joy

As she held her precious little Boy

Knowing as they were streaming down her face

She had been touched by wondrous grace

Now every mother’s child can chose to be

Redeemed and miraculously set free

“Choose ye this day” is still the call

To serve the One who gave His all.

 

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