Lost in the desert,
Mouth parched and dry,
Wandering always,
Wondering why.
Shadows approaching;
Must keep at bay —
Walk toward the sunlight;
On the path stay.
Desperate searching,
Cold from the chill.
Is all this wandering
Really Your will?
Increase my faith,
My sins forgive.
Make my path straight,
So I can live.
There’s too much Me,
It’s plain to see —
On this we can agree.
Too much of Self,
Let’s put it on the shelf —
My soul needs help.
It’s by God’s grace
I can embrace
The truths I need to face.
So thanking Him
Comes peace within;
Begin again.
Dance, dance,
Dance to the Lord.
Sing and shout His praises always —
Dance to the Lord.
God has visited His people!
He has not abandoned us;
He has not left us orphaned.
He is a sure Boat in troubled water,
A Rock in shifting sands,
A Bridge across deep chasms;
He is our Life Preserver.
Though violence is all around me,
He will keep my soul safe.
Though my body be ravaged,
He will not abandon me.
Though He brings us low,
He will again raise us up.
Though He chastises,
He will again comfort us.
God’s Word lives forever;
It cannot die.
Who can know the ways of the Lord?
Give all to Him,
And He will make your paths straight.
[Not sure if this poem reflects my spiritual or psychological state – maybe both 🙂 ]
I do not speak your language;
I only speak in rhymes.
Perhaps I’m from another world,
Or from another time.
Perhaps I am an alien,
Or my brain is wired wrong.
I cannot speak too plainly,
I’d rather sing a song.
I’m from another universe,
Or country far away.
Struggling bravely to converse —
Withhold what I could say.
I’m singing songs to Jesus;
I’m praying in my mind.
My eyes are turned to heaven,
That country so sublime.
So please be patient with me;
I need to learn to see
Reality, and firmly be
Both here and heaven bound.
Gotta keep believing,
Though so much contradicts.
People think that I’m a fool,
And devil plays his tricks.
People that I’m trusting
Seem to disappoint.
But maybe I mistakenly
Misplaced my frail hope?
Need a clearer vision
Of what God wants for me.
Don’t seem to know the answers
For questions bugging me.
The road keeps getting darker —
Here’s where true faith comes in.
I’m teet’ring on a tightrope,
Can’t seem to trust in Him.
How long to be in exile?
How long out in the cold?
Lord, help me to surrender,
To wait upon Your throne.
Have I lost Your vision,
Has pride put me in chains?
I’ll wait upon Your answer
And then be free again.
Am I disobeying?
Did I blindly fall?
I don’t have all the answers;
I’ll give it to You all.
Alarm goes off —
Get up and pray.
Starting out
Another day.
Cold water splash
Upon my face,
On Adam’s daughter
Of human race.
Do morning chores
And then get dressed.
Give husband hug,
And cheek caress.
And then we both
Go out the door.
Another day
Begins once more.
How can I His child be
When worldly cares relentlessly
Beat at my door?
I must let go,
Let trust decide
And be my guide.
Let go with wings
And songs that sing
Eternal glory.
Give up my way
And eyes must stay
On unseen Lord.
Does He now know
My suff’ring deep?
Of course; ‘tis His.
And calmly will I
Go to sleep
And rest in Him.
[In Mountain View, the city has planted
magnolia trees along many streets. This
was written after a morning walk.]
On Magnolia Street in Mountain View
My nose was tickl’d by morning dew.
I kicked the seed pods as I passed,
Though squirrels found them great repast.
The pods had ruin’d my mow’r twice,
Left on the lawn against advice.
So if you walk in Mountain View
Please stop and do pick up a few.
When your candle’s barely burning,
When your breath is just a sigh,
Step out into the darkness —
Lift your prayer to God on high.
Remember how He loves you
Amidst your fear and sin;
Remember how He died for you
And did the victory win.
He’ll carry you in darkness,
He’ll comfort you in grief.
He’ll give you all you ever need
If you’ll just trust in Him.
And if you don’t feel trusting,
If doubt and fear creep in,
Just let it go, give Him control,
Just give it all to Him.
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