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All About You

ALL ABOUT YOU

Sometimes I forget
That it’s not about me;
It’s all about You

Sometimes I think
I have to make it all work
Instead of letting You have your way

Sometimes I think
I have to be a certain way
Instead of just being
What You made me to be

Lord, help me to let go
Help me let You run the show
Help my heart to trust in You
Help me get through

You’re the One Who really knows
All the things I’m thinking of
My thoughts, my feelings, what’s inside
There’s really nothing I can hide
From You

What about my ugliness?
I need to let Your tenderness
Remove the fear
And dry the tear
Of parts of me I’d like to hide;
Oh, please stay at my side

My hearts in a jumble
All in a tumble
I sure like to grumble
And my feet tend to stumble

Lord, I give it to You
I give it to You

His Healing

HIS HEALING

Head hanging
Shoulders sagging
Couldn’t be bragging
About my mood

Soul searching
Heart hurting
Forever turning
To face a wall

Dawn breaking
Light changing
God saving
My empty soul

Joy filling
Heart thrilling
Restlessness stilling
He does it all

—– December, 2011

The Brat

I really am a spoiled brat,

Lazy and I live on fat

Lots of money, lots of time,

Like to grumble, like to whine.

Though I’m better off than most,

Of my problems like to boast,

Like to grumble, like to whine,

For others’ problems have no time.

Need a dose of gratitude,

Need to get a better view,

Need to buckle down and work;

Not be such a lazy jerk.

Need a Savior Who can say,

“I love you, like you, anyway.”

Need to let His gracious love

Rain on me from up above.

When Darkness Falls

When darkness falls,
Light hides His face,
It’s then you must
Lean on His grace.

Deny the lies
That come your way
Upon His cross
Your eyes must stay.

Rejoice that He
Has let you weep.
For suf’ring shows
His love so deep.

And should the sun
Break through the clouds,
A greater joy
He will allow.

Crucifix

CRUCIFIX

Lord, I know You rose from the dead;
You live in glory with Your Father.
But down here it seems
We haven’t heard the news

We’re still fussing and fighting
Darkness seems so enticing
We’re still bleeding down here
Won’t You please come near?

And He did
And He does
And He will

I know You overcame sin
And Your victory is sure
You triumphed over death
Our bonds you have broken

But we’re weak and afraid
Our messy beds we have made
Still thinking false thoughts
And the lies we have bought

We get stuck in our ruts
Wander far from Your ways
We’re still bleeding down here
Won’t You please come near?

And He did
And He does
And He will

I will look to Your cross
Where my soul You have bought
I will lift up my eyes
Keep my eyes on the prize

I will lift up Your name
Trust in You all the same
Though I still bleed sometimes
I have You by my side

And He loves
And He gives
And He walks beside us

January 10, 2013

To You Who by the World Ignored

To you who by the world ignored

I write these words, I you implore

Take heart, and do not be dismayed

Your time is coming; He’ll not delay

In glorious light He will appear

Heal  every  hurt, calm every fear

Repair all wounds, dry every tear

Your King is coming; He draws near

To little babes, who only moan

He hears your every cry and groan.

He sits not only on the throne

But with you stands; you’re not alone.

He knows you have no weapon strong,

He will prevail and right the wrong.

To those who cannot walk or speak

He knows your heart is hurting deep.

He’ll be your hands, your mouth, your feet.

To those abused, He knows your pain;

He is full strong, can stand the strain.

He only asks you lean on Him

Forgive the sinner, forgive the sin.

Like Mary, who behind the scenes

Endured her Son’s most agonized screams

We quietly our hearts entrust

To Him who never disappoints

The Gardener

The Gardener

I cling to clods,

I dally in dirt.

I dig up the sod

And wait for God

To perform the miracle

Of seed to plant.

I work in the sun,

The cold and the rain;

Inclement weather

I do not disdain.

From dirty fingers

I do not refrain.

I witness a miracle:

Every day,

The miracle of life

Is on display.

When it’s time to plant,

I do not delay.

Such wondrous things

Do I perceive:

The seed, the seedling,

The first new leaf.

Continually the new thing grows;

When it will stop, only God knows.

Amazing thing,

That on its own,

The seed into a plant has grown.

The Guide

One day I wandered down a road

Took the wrong way; didn’t know.

In life don’t we just do the same —

Don’t ask directions, go our own way?

On this road I met a man

He asked me, “Do you know the way?”

“Where’s your map and have you asked

The way, the distance, for the task?”

I pondered this inside my soul

I didn’t really have a goal

How could I know where I was going;

My goal, my purpose hardly knowing?

He gave to me The Book and said,

“This have I long and often read.

This will guide you, as you’ll see

If you but oft’ its words do heed.”

And in The Book I met Another

His heart most tender, like a Lover

And with His presence and The Book

My wayward travels soon forsook

And when I wander now and then

He gently brings me back again

I often do His presence seek

And then in silence find my peace

A Far and Distant Land

There is a far and distant land

Of which we all must dream,

Where tears turn into diamonds

And laughter flows in streams,

Where children play along the shore

And dance in bright sunbeams.

Where hungers are all satisfied

And long-held wounds are healed,

Where sin and strife are but a dream

And troubled thoughts have ceased.

There is a far and distant land

To which we all must look,

And if I knew it very well

I’d write it in a book.

‘Til then while life’s strains take up time,

Our hope is in that land divine

Forgiven

FORGIVEN

Mind in a muddle
Heart in a struggle
Sometimes it hurts
Just to be alive

Then I feel Your grace
You take me to a different place
You lift my soul beyond itself
You say, “Let’s begin again”

I may be at fault
Not always intended
I fall and I stumble
And Your hand is extended

In You I’m made perfect
In You I’m made strong
You handle my mess
With Your tenderness

With You I will make it
Don’t have to fake it
Don’t have to hide
The feelings inside

So melt me and mold me
Break me and hold me
With You I will make it
I don’t have to fake it

— February 2012