The first breath of heaven Will forget its last on earth. His nail-scarred hands will Brush death’s tears away. Lost within Compassion’s gaze, Faith’s cry will turn to praise. Thank You, Jesus, For Grace that never failed. Thank You, Jesus, For hands that wore sin’s nails. Thank You, Jesus, For setting hopeless captives free. Thank …
Apathy
When Jesus said That the love of many Would wax cold. I did not know It would be my heart. I did not know That I could look At human need And just walk away. I did not know That dying souls Looked like hopelessness, And how easy it would be, To turn my face …
Retracing Our Steps
Life can be quite the journey, can’t it? Think about the last ten years of your life. Think of the highs where God taught you something that has stuck with you. Can you mark them as a map in your Bible? That is why I love writing in my Bible as I read. I do …
Taking Inventory
Becoming a Woman of Contentment, Part 2. This last year for our family has included some major moves, first halfway across the country, and nine months later, another one just across the state line. For the last move, we called two companies for quotes. A company sent a representative to walk through our house for …
Overcomers
Revelation 12:11And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death. As I read Ephesians 1-2, I just wondered in amazement at all God has offered those who put their trust in Him. How gifts are excessively abundant and …
The Highs and Lows
Photo by Gianluca Grisenti on Pexels.com Jesus had just heard His Father’s Words praise Him audibly. And lo a voice from heaven, saying, This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased. Matthew 3:17 Immediately after those words of praise, the Spirit led Jesus into the wilderness to be tempted of the devil. …
They Wait for Me
Matthew 19:14But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven. There are two littles, I never got to hold. I never rocked I never saw grow old. My little ones never grew, Or took a breath on earth, But I still call …
A Song of Overcoming Grace
Sometimes He leads Through the hottest flames, Leaving hair unsinged And soul ablaze. But others, torches Alit for days, Down narrow paths For Nero’s way. At other times, He parts the sea. He dries the path Quite miraculously. But some will walk The path through dark, Trusting His leading, But leaving no mark. Engraved in …
A Song of Crushing
When the pestle in the mortar, Turns to crush the wheat, The hand that does the turning, Bore the nail scars for me. Though human hands Will hold the pestle, And human words Press wounds to grief, In the crushing He makes me useful, To meet other human’s needs. Her words crushed me yesterday, this …
A Song of Belief
Born into dying, With chains none can see. In blackness of soul, No hope to break free. Like a people in tombs, With no knowledge of light. Living life in the darkness, Unaware of their plight. But One who could see, Left light for their dark. He put on their flesh, His life left a …
His Song in the Night 