Venice

Drawing from a photo taken in Venice while visiting my son Josh in 1998.  He was stationed in Aviano for 2 years.  

Rain

Wet drops heavy
On a tin roof
Pours into ears
The balm of peace.

Sleep falls steady
on weary mind
Wrapping gently
In liquid bliss.

12/28/12

God's Tapestry

I stand in the presence of the morning;
God’s beauty revealed in the dawn.
In silence, unite with creation;
Proclaiming the Glory of God.

In harmony with my surroundings,
I offer myself to my Lord.
I’m simply a thread in God’s tapestry;
Woven into His marvelous song.

Beauty

The beauty of the morning
Draws me close to you.
Your majesty displayed
Across the sky so blue.

As darkness is pushed aside-
The light breaks through the sky
Your Glory is declared
In valley low and mountain high.

Some say “there is no God!”
But how do they explain-
The miracle of the morning-
God’s gift- His Presence proclaimed!

God of the Morning

God of the morning
Your beauty makes me smile;
My joy rises with the sun
As light dawns across the miles
Of horizon.

God of the morning
I cannot comprehend
Your abundant love for me
Nor the grace you extend
To my heart.

God of the morning
My souls sings out to you-
You are Almighty, Everlasting,
My Rock, Faithful and True
To the end.

God of the morning
I place my life in your hand;
I give you my heart, my soul
And in your presence I stand
Forever.

Insignificance

INSIGNIFICANCE

Insignificance knocked on the door of my mind;
He rattled the knob, then walked right inside.
I did not object – he’s been here before.
He’s big and he’s hairy, he’s seven foot four!

He strolled to the table and pulled up a chair;
He sat there in silence glaring his cold darken stare.
He watched as I readied myself for the day;
Then whispered, “Why bother? No one cares anyway.
The world is too large and you – you’re so small.
Nothing you do makes any difference at all.
You can dream your big dreams; but you’ll never succeed;
You’re a vapor, invisible, and insignificant, you see.
The world doesn’t like you, you’re broken by life.
You’re a lost little child, full of sadness and strife.”
And so as I left that small room in my mind,
I pondered those whisperings two or three times.

“Broken by life"- yes the world doesn’t care;
"An invisible vapor"- I was left in despair.

Then from somewhere deep inside of my heart,
Softly these words interrupted my thoughts:
 “You know that you know that his words are all lies,
I gave you my Son, He gave you His life.
I know all your flaws, and I know all your ways;
Your comings and goings, your nights and your days.
I loved you before you were formed in the womb,
I know all the plans I've designed just for you.
You’ve forgotten its My Love which gives you your worth,
In my Kingdom you’re valued above all the earth.
“Oh Father, forgive me!” My mind is so weak,
The voices so loud, my heart can’t compete.”

Then God walked me home from my heart to my mind,
I opened the door, He opened the blinds.

“Ponder my Word, instead of the lies,
And call on my name – I’ll be by your side.”
As His light filled the room, His presence so near;
My value and worth were suddenly clear.

Now the whisperings gone-God’s Word fills this place!
My purpose renewed - Joy fills up the space.
When Insignificance knocks, now I RUN to the door,
And WE tell him to SCRAM! - all seven foot four.

Nov 2009

Clouds

Just as clouds obstruct the sun,
Its rays I cannot see;
It is there, shining bright-
Just as God is there for me.

For the sun – it never changes,
Its brilliance always shines.
But my vision, clouds impair,
From my view it hides.

And so it is with God Himself,
His majesty abounds.
And when my life is clear I see
His glory all around.

But there are days when clouds appear-
His light they do impede.
I shall not lose the blessed hope
Because my eyes can’t see.

I simply trust and place my faith
Into His loving hand.
And even through the darkest storm
What I do is stand-

And wait until the storms of life
Pass by in God’s own time.
Again to clouded eyes revealed,
His Brilliant Light Devine!


2009