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.

Trail of Thorns

When my life took

It’s turn towards the bad

Jagged edges of my soul

Lashed out with all it had

Blaming tongue-regretful sighs

Pointing fingers mirrored

By accusing eyes.

I chose this path

Trodden down so well

Not one person made me go

Seemed easier-this road to hell

With it’s trail of thorns

Wasn’t anyone else’s fault

No one but my own.

Now I just need to repent

Of self-serving arrogance

My pride that should have went

When it first was given the chance

I want to kneel and really pray

For God to show me just how

To be a follower of His Son today

For only in my desperate heart

Can I truly know His peace alone

And reach my final destination

This place I call my heavenly Home!

I am the one

I am the one who did not return to say “Thank You.”

I am the one who mocked in my ignorance

I am the one who spit in His face

I am the one who pulled out His beard

I am the one who scourged Him

I am the one who nailed Him to the cross

I am the one who gambled for His robe

I am the one who denied Him

I am the one who betrayed Him

Yet He did not judge but loved.

I am the one who sat at His feet and cried her tears of gratitude

I am the one who pressed through the crowd

I am the one who was to be stoned when caught in my disgrace

I am the one who was a blind beggar but now can see

I am the one at the well who was given ‘Living Water”

I am the one who was dead but now my mama cradles me

I am the one who was a lunatic but am now in my right mind

Because He did not judge but healed.

I am the one who knelt at an old-fashioned altar

And accepted Him as my Savior and Lord

I am the one who daily brings my love and offerings of praise

I am the one who is set free from my past

I am the one who  will not taste  God’s eternal wrath to come

I am the one who is His Bride

I am the one who will ride the ‘white horse’ across the skies of heaven

I am the one He died for on cruel Calvary

I am the one who believed John 3:16-‘For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.’

I am the one who the Great I AM calls His Own

I am the one who is the beloved of the ‘Beloved’

Because He did not judge but saved.

 

I Think I Might Know

I think I might know

But probably not with 

This flawed and fleshly mind

Just a little bit

How my Father must truly feel

When He gives His heart

To His lost and broken children

Yet, they ignore His tender call

I have cried out to my children

And the ones that I love

To please get right with God

Don’t make the same awful mistakes

That I have made in my life

Going down plenty of sin-filled roads

Trails of disobedience covering me

With the dust of my own shame

Some they know about and some they don’t

None of which I am the least bit proud

So point your fingers at me if you must

And declare to the world my sins

Call me a hypocrite or a holier-than-thou

I really do not care what you think

Even though you remember my wrongs

My Father has forgiven every one of them

I have been covered by the precious blood

That flowed from redemption’s cleansing cross

You will not make me ashamed or afraid to say

That Jesus Christ is my Lord, my Savior, and my King

So I think I might know

In this imperfect mama’s heart

Just a little bit

Of how my Father must truly feel

For the hurt in my heart is caused today

 By the family that I love so very much

Yet the ones who ignore me the most!

That is why Jesus would say so long ago 

“Father forgive them; for they know not what they do!”

 

His Light

Cradled by the night

Alone with my thoughts

Yet darkness cannot consume me

The Light holds it at bay

“What Light?” you ask

‘His Light!” I say

Love that comes only from Jesus

Sweeps over me in waves of glory

Compassion abounds to me

His Truth bears the cross of time

Strengthens all who would come

“Follow Me!” says Truth

“I will show you the way

To find this miracle.”

“A new life of eternal hope

Built on the foundation of faith!”

I am surrounded by His unconditional love

And I am at peace. I have His Light

The Light of Jesus Christ!

 

 

Me For Thee

You are in the garden all alone

Kneeling and praying by a stone

I see You there

I see Your pain

I feel my teardrops as the rain

OH! How it hurts for me to see!

What You went through

To save me for Thee!

In The Presence

In the presence of my Dear Friend

No sin can stand-all torment ends

Forever grateful to walk this way

His Resurrection power has come to stay

Battles have been fought to set me free

Defeat is no longer a choice for me

Anger and hate have met the mighty Foe

Rejection and self-pity have been told to go

Rage went on down it’s tormenting road

Shame had to release it’s terrible hold

Oh! Wonderful Risen Glorious King!

Let the anthems of Your praises ring!

Beautiful rapture fills my soul

By Your mercy I’ve been made whole!

It is finished! It is done!

In the Presence of the Holy One!

 

 

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!

There is a Way

Proverbs 14:12-15- 12. There is a way which seemth right unto a man, but the end there of are the ways of death. 13. Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that mirth is heaviness. 14. The backslider in heart shall be filled with his own ways: and a good man shall be satisfied from himself. 15. The simple believeth every word: but the prudent man looketh well to his going. (KJV)

       Today after I returned home from a wonderful church service, I went next door to my neighbor’s house to visit while my husband downloaded some pictures from the camera onto the computer.  My neighbor and I were talking about how sweet the Spirit moved this morning and as we were talking I felt the Spirit hugging me which is what I call it when every fiber of my being is alive with witness to something that is being said or done. I mentioned this to her and she told me about a time when she was a little girl that she first experienced Him touching her. Her Daddy was a preacher and preached the ‘fire and brimstone’ messages of the day.  She said she started having a few nightmares then she prayed and they went away. She told me about one she had when she was six years old.  She was in a huge room full of light and on one wall was a small door. She opened the door and went into the next room which was smaller than the first and had an even smaller door. She opened it and passed into the next room which was smaller still and had another small door. The next room was even tinier than the previous one and that door was the smallest of all but she opened it. It scared her so bad because she knew even at that young age that this was hell! Then she woke up. Now this dear lady is 84 years old and the nicest, sweetest person you could ever know who has been through so much in her life but she still walks with God every day. This story so witnessed to me because I understood that this symbolized our walk with God. When we are where we should be there is the Light but as we take that first step away from God our lives get smaller but we chose to open the door for whatever reason or excuse in most cases  Then we are sorrowful and in heaviness’ but we call it ‘depression’.  If we continue to step farther away (backslide) by going through other doors (or our own ways which leads to death) our existence is even more oppressive with life being smaller. Finally we may reach the point of no return and our way that we thought as the right way takes us straight to hell! To come back to the Light would mean having to swallow our pride and repent! I opened a lot of these doors in my walk away from God at certain points in my life but by His wonderful mercy and abiding grace He accepted me back as like the prodigal ‘I came to myself and returned to the Father’s house. ‘The prudent man looketh well to his going’.

Gracious Words

Gracious words floating on the air

Caress the heart that has grown cold

Spoken with much love and care

Welcoming the young and the old

“Come unto Me and I will give you rest.”

“Mercy and Grace I will bestow.”

“My promises are always for your best.”

“Simply because I love you so.”

Listen dear people across this land

To the truthful Word He speaks

As He extends a nail-scared hand

To every precious soul He seeks.

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