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Monday, February 18, 2013

Secret Admirer 2-18-13

(from a woman's perspective...)

Damp were the petals, kissed by the dew,

on bright, vibrant rose held up for my view -

from soft velvet fingers and unweathered skin

from one faithful heart full of true love within.

The rose was exquisite, so perfect to see -

with flower now open so beau-ti-ful-ly.

It seemed to rest easy on leaves of bright green -

(if now, you could only imagine the scene).

Behind that great gift was another one too -

who whispered poetically, "Oh, how I love you!"

It floated from voice so familiar to me

that stopped my whole world - instantly, briefly.

He caught me off-guard and I must concede

that inside his heart was a great love indeed.

For there behind raised arm, so patient and mild -

I saw the cute face of my very own child.

Reached, I there down - and speaking in prose,

I said, "Thank you child." accepting the rose.

And then to the side, I gave curtain a push -

and sure enough missing, my rose from rose bush.

But forced I a smile and gave him a kiss -

for this is one day that I'll soon reminisce.

His innocent countenance had drawn me to pray,

"Thank you, dear Lord, for my child today."

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Friday, September 21, 2012

See Me Through 9-21-12

I'm ragged and I'm hungry.

My needs I can't afford.

My debts are huge and piling up.

Please lift me through it Lord.

I've served my country, served it well,

I've fought the gun and sword.

Though I survived, it's difficult -

please help me through it Lord.

An accident has left me lame,

I cannot be restored -

'cept through a gracious miracle.

Please walk me through it Lord.

I've lost my dear and loving spouse,

and I'm so lonely, bored.

Please speak to me with scripture now

and hold me through it Lord.

I was so blind in all my sin.

Your grace I had ignored.

Now through Your love and sacrifice,

please save me through it Lord.

Finally on my deathbed, I'm

about to get on-board -

a ship that takes me there to You.

Please see me through it Lord.

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Monday, August 13, 2012

These Humble Words 8-13-12

My Lord and Savior, hear my heart -

a heart that can't ignore,

Your love that chased me all my life

and proved to be much more...

Much more than rain drops from above

that fall from all around,

collecting in the ponds and lakes

and oceans that abound.

Much more than luscious meadows, green

where horses romp and play

much more than cool, clear bubbling brooks

where little ponies lay.

Much more than all the honey found

from bees that roam the hive,

much more than flowers from the plant

with petals bright, alive!

Much more than colors on the trees

in autumn's many hue,

of golden yellow, red and orange -

much more than rainbows too.

Much more than all the mountain peaks

that touch vast skies of blue

much more than questions I have asked

in prayers I've sent to You.

Much more than countless blessings from

Your miracles galore.

Much more than all my faithfulness.

But yet, You send me more.

Much more love that I waste on

such silly, selfish stuff.

Yet still, You send me greater love.

I can't love You enough.

Now may these humble words be passed

to everyone You touch,

so they, too, will have hearts to say,

"I love You very much."

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Deuteronomy 6:5
New American Standard Bible (NASB)
5 You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

So handsome is my smiling man.
I find him quite a guy.
The months and years begin to roll
as precious time slips by...

I try to build that perfect life.
No matter how I try,
I learn this is no perfect world
as precious time slips by...

So beautiful, the Heavens are,
that share the starry sky.
I search for many answers there
as precious time slips by...

But winds contour the heated sands.
My words grow faint and dry.
The sand runs through my fingers too
as precious time slips by...

And frigid is the northwest front.
My tears freeze when I cry.
It finds me blind and unprepared
as precious time slips by...

So wonderful, that smiling man -
but years, we could not buy.
Though handsome as the day we met,
our precious time slipped by...

And now my loved one passed away.
Through tears I say, "Good bye"
but cling to pride and humble not,
as precious time slips by...

Yet patiently, my Lord still knocks.
His love, the reason why.
Will I ignore or answer Him?
My precious time slips by...

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Thursday, April 12, 2012

His Hands 4-12-12

"I've cried my eyes out every day.

My burdens, I've out-poured

in never-ending prayers to You.

Why can't You hear me Lord?

"Oh Lord, the stinging hurts me so.

They smear my wounds with salt.

My mind is scarred and You know why.

These burdens aren't my fault.

"And physically, I'm also scarred.

Each hurts a different way.

So tell me... once again I ask,

'Do You hear what I say?'"

"As days go by, I cannot cope.

Will nothing ever change?

If there were different burdens Lord,

I'd happily exchange.

"I'd trade all mine for other ones.

This pain is just too great.

Please let me trade my burdens in,

if it is not too late."

And then I saw my Savior's hands,

cupped high above my head.

He slowly lowered them to me,

and this is what He said.

"If you wish, then I will trade.

Your Savior understands.

I'll take each burden you don't want.

Just place them in my hands."

So collected I, my burdens.

They numbered as the stars.

And just before I threw them in,

I saw those nail scars.

Instinctively, I held them back.

Now I was at a loss...

I cannot trade my burdens for

His day upon the cross.

"Oh come, my dear and troubled child -

come rest in my embrace.

Have faith that I will vanquish them

and I will show you grace."

So once again, still weak in trust,

and hesitant, I feared -

but one by one I set them in

and each one disappeared!

Now I have grace... And burdens? None!

No cross of any kind!

I gave to Jesus everything -

and now have peace of mind.

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Sunday, October 30, 2011

Door, The 10-30-11

Oh Lord,

There's a door that most mankind will never find -

a special door that opens like no other kind.

So many do not realize their whole life through,

that it's a door that stands between both them and You.

But Lord, there's hope!

It only takes a single ear to hear Your knock,

and takes - but a simple key - to turn the lock,

but many are too fearful so they run and hide,

and they insist on wearing their most selfish pride.

And Lord, it pains.

It pains whenever I hold my 'someone' dear,

but then they turn away with their most selfish ear.

It hurts, although I ask in earnest prayer and try -

until my heart grows dim with no more tears to cry.

Oh Lord, it hurts!

Our problems, whether great or small, You diagnose -

as You're the One who holds the troubled sparrow close.

Though once my tears were heavy and had wet the floor,

You hold my pool of tears and comfort me once more.

My Lord, that's love!

Allow both faith and knowledge of my Savior grow,

inside my precious loved ones so that they will know -

our special Savior holds the truth that He demands -

in love that's cupped inside both of His nail-scarred hands.

So Lord, grant faith!

I know enduring grace is here for all to see,

for others, on their deathbeds, who are just like me -

so if You could, please answer my most special prayer -

so You will always keep my children in Your care.

Dear Lord, in grace.

For You had showed humility there on the cross,

now show them great futility in pleasure's loss.

Show Your loving hands and feet - then show them more -

to help them find the faith to open their heart's door!

Please Lord! Amen.

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Saturday, October 22, 2011

Prayer Of Love 10-23-11

Dear Lord and Savior, hear my prayer -

help me comprehend and share...

...please touch my eyes, that I might view -

in ways a blind man might see You...

...please touch my ears, that I might learn -

in ways a deaf man might discern...

...please touch my nose, that I might smell -

Your perfumes where Your flowers dwell...

...please touch my lips, so I can speak -

so bravely bold, yet also meek...

...please touch my feet, without delay -

so I can walk - what others say...

...then touch my hands, that I might show -

Your awesome works to souls below.

...and touch my heart, from there above -

so I can give, and others love.

Amen.

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Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Pauper, King or I 9-14-11

From New York, Cairo or Beijing,

and whether pauper, me or king -

You can find us when we're lost -

and You don't charge - there is no cost.

I cannot look You in the eye -

for oh, so little faith, have I.

All jumbled with mistakes today,

I struggle for some words to say.

The paupers beg and get their bread -

their stomachs speak until their fed.

The servants jump when their king calls

as his word echoes through the halls.

Yes, paupers beg and Kings decree -

but who can hear my words, but me?

I'm so confused and so resigned -

Your answers, I can't seem to find.

I try to listen with both ears,

pray Your answers calm my fears.

I need Your wisdom, need Your aid,

I'm so distraught and so afraid.

I stumble through life's desert sand -

that's dry and hot. Please hold my hand.

My life is mixed up, a montage -

is this a dream, a mere mirage?

I wait for Your most tender tug.

I need a special, loving hug.

Though even with a sincere kiss,

I yet again would fall amiss.

Although I study, work and learn -

I really have no place to turn.

So stumble I, the narrow, straight,

until arriving at Your gate.

Your grace has triumphed over foe,

and why You listened, I don't know -

for You have seen the way I live,

so why, Lord, do you still forgive?

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What 'lot' in life that we are giv'n,
matters not with grace from Heaven -
so whether pauper, king or I -
"For God so loved..." and that is why.

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John 3:16 (KJV)

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.