An Original Work / January 16, 2020 Trick or treat? What’s in store? Do you love? Or, folks abhor? Is your kindness all for you? Do you lie, or walk in truth? What’s your motive all about? Are you honest, without doubt? Do you mask hidden intent? And, your motives you invent? Trusted friend – … Continue reading Trick or Treat?
An Original Work / January 2, 2020 Don’t let the raindrops Spoil your day. Don’t let the clamoring Get in the way. Don’t let opinions And thoughts of the millions Impact how you’re feeling. Trust God, bow and pray. Don’t let your feelings Rule what you do. Don’t let misgivings Affect your life, too. Don’t … Continue reading Don’t Let the Raindrops
His Angry Whacks An Original Work / December 31, 2019 When Satan throws his angry whacks Against our Lord, he does attack Against His servants, His Word, too; We trust our Lord and His will do. We put on Armor; fight with Sword; We trust His Word, obey our Lord. When battle’s fierce and fraught … Continue reading His Angry Whacks
March 1982 Reaching out and finding no one there, I ran and hid myself, I know not where. Fear had gripped my heart; I know not why. I had the feeling as though I wanted to cry. I talked, but no one listened. I cried, but no one cared. I called, but no one answered. … Continue reading Freedom from Fear
The Lord brought this old poem back to mind this morning. I wrote this in 1984 when I was 34 years old. We lived in Raleigh, NC, at the time. Spring 1984 Lost opportunities to share His love, To touch a life, to show you care, Touch a hand, help mend a heart Broken down … Continue reading Lost Opportunities
An Original Work / December 16, 2019 ‘Twas the life before Santa, And all through the church, They were praising their Lord, And His righteousness searched. The bells that were ringing Were calling for prayer. They were calling on God To His righteousness wear. Confessing their sins, Thus, they humbly did bow. Forsaking their idols, … Continue reading Life Before Santa
An Original Work / December 12, 2019 In the stillness of the moment, As I sit here in the silence, I am talking with my Savior, And I’m listening for His kindness. I can hear His gentle whisper, As He breaks through all the hush, And He tells me that He loves me, Which He … Continue reading His Gentle Whisper