I looked around
For many years.
I laughed a lot,
Cried many tears.
The loneliness
I could not fathom.
My heart so cold,
An endless chasm.
God’s beauty came
To rescue me.
I cried for joy;
He set me free.
An aching heart,
It comes and goes.
Love’s happiness
Brings many woes.
My love, it hurts,
Brings many tears.
Yet perfect love
Casts out all fear.
Squirrels dancing in the trees,
Sunlight tickling my knees —
Spring is coming.
Lord, when the feelings end,
And things are still the same,
It takes some faith
For feelings great,
To love without pretense.
When things seem all awry,
When it’s so hard to try,
Must just express
Some bitterness,
And then let bitterness die.
Who did I think you were
That you should meet all needs?
You’re just a person
Whom I conversed with —
Not God, to Whom I plead.
[Just feelings; I might not really say goodbye to this person; it’s only what I feel like doing. And it could just be a misunderstanding.]
Goodbye, goodbye,
We’ve had a lovely time.
We laughed and cried
And talked a while,
And then you broke my heart.
Goodbye, my friend;
All good things have to end.
But so do bad,
Not always sad;
Somehow I’ll start again.
Goodbye, goodbye,
You couldn’t be the one
To make me whole,
To save my soul;
And I could not go on.
Goodbye; it’s true —
Had lots of fun with you.
Just don’t know why
I have to cry —
Life’s bittersweet, it’s true.
Goodbye, goodbye,
Someday we’ll meet again
At heaven’s doors,
On distant shores,
Where hurts do ever mend.
There’s nothing left,
I’ve been drained dry.
Can’t force a smile;
Can’t even cry.
I feel I’ve given
All I can give.
Except perhaps
My mess and sins.
Put all my energy
In what I thought …
Was most important,
What meant a lot.
And now I find
It all is dust.
A new beginning —
I’ll have to trust.
Yet there is hope
Within my soul.
God’s pruning me,
To make me whole.
Lord, take my mess
And all my sins.
Then You will truly
Dwell within.
[Inspired by Denise and Jacob discussing math, poetry, and philosophy]
Different minds
And ways of being.
Different eyes
And ways of seeing.
To different beauties
We are attracted;
The dance of life
For each enacted.
The heart and mind
Must have a reason
To live, to die —
In every season.
You might think beauty
Is only in art
But even equations
Can move the heart.
Bow down, bow down,
Your Savior now has come.
Look up, look up,
The angels’ song is sung.
So low, so low,
In circumstances born.
A child, a child,
A small and humble one.
He comes, He comes
To take away your sin.
Within, within,
Look in your heart for Him.
Rejoice, rejoice;
He takes away your sin.
I wait for you in long, dark days,
In silent places far from crowds.
I wait for love’s most tender words,
For glances with your love so full.
I wait, and do not force myself
On hearts that are not ready yet.
I wait until that day you come
And we will then be one at last.
Lord, please send the rain again
Upon the dry and dusty land.
Send it down so we can drink;
Send it on the sea and sand.
Send refreshment that we need.
Desperate, we await Your plan.
Hungry, needing nourishment;
Thirsty, knowing that You can –
Bring beauty out of ugliness,
Bring joy from sorrow extreme,
Bring order out of great chaos,
And bring alive our dreams.
Why do You tarry, oh so long?
How long before Your plan matures?
Teach us to follow Your commands;
That You will triumph, is sure.
Without You, we are frozen still.
Without You, we are lost.
But with You, there is hope and light;
I look upon Your cross.
