Photo by Sawyer Sutton
This polarizing political war will soon be over they say
I cannot see how that End will bring comfort in any way
For by that End our country and its people are shred
Our values and Constitution covered in bloodshed.
The ruin of our people lay amidst hatred and untruth
Every one must win and be right no matter it’s use
These illnesses cannot be conquered by the grave
Unless we turn to the only One who saves.
Photo by Caio Resende
He Trains my hands for war so that my arms can bend the bow
He gives me strong feet to trod swiftly here below
My God who makes me blameless with His gentleness so great
His own arms will uphold me until I dance before His gates!
Photo by Sebastian Voortman
They were each alone and tired of talking.
She remembered when she thought she told the Truth.
Then she grew up and knew it an impossibility for the corruptible man.
Yet their longing made them bolder and knit them together.
It is a risk you choose, even if it means you lose everything else.
Like The Master said, “you must lose your life to save it.”
You may think you know me but you best beware,
I am stronger than any thing so You best take care
You mistook my illness as my identity
but the Healer came to me and set my spirit free!
I won’t run from haters or keep quiet your lies
The Spirit teaches me the Truth and why
You mistook my smallness as fragility
But my Maker gave Eagle’s wings to me!
I soar, I speak up, and I tell the Truth,
lies make you sick and bitterness takes root
Your Pharisee bondage is a con artist scam
I will listen and obey the great I AM!
Hours will bend
as words pour onto paper
Long day’s journey
salty is the flavor
White sails billow
the gull cries for favor
I think I’d like to be alone
but time can turn the tables
A Wild joy takes me over
The Holy hovers just inside
A Wild joy is my lover
ever changing with the tide
I remember that sweet lavender dawn
you looked at me across the room
you were thinking I was still that little girl
who cried over all the pain and gloom
Ah yes that sweet little girl is still here
but she is not afraid and her heart is free
By God’s grace she has grown into a woman
and can face each path with eyes that clearly see…
We have traveled far, that little girl and I
We have danced and died, laughed and cried
We have known romance and reality
We remember and forget, we dream and sigh…
I love that little girl and the woman she became
she could always spot a faker and call a spade a spade
She is me and I am she woven and spun by God
We travel well together upon this earthly sod…
You said I had become a grown up girl
and what you say is true
This grown up girl is a woman now
and has no need of you…
These small child’s hand prints on my glass backdoor
the sticky applesauce and popsicle on my kitchen floor
I wouldn’t trade for all the mansions in this world.
These conversations with my daughters
the new territories in this journey
I wouldn’t miss for all the fame this world could offer
These days I count as precious gems
to the road that leads me found the bend
I will simply give my sweetest Hallelujah
Everybody moving blindly forward, like fish in a shoal
How long have we been losing touch with our souls?
Everybody hating what they can not understand
We surely did not gain good from the knowledge of evil
We surely forsook the only wise God and Creator
We tried to be our own gods but could not do it better
I know this is not how the story ends for His image bearers
I know the Master Writer’s plan can not be thwarted
Let it be oh Lord I pray our Faith be made sight today
As I sat in the still and In the mess
In the emptiness of my own conceit and arrogance
The old man with white hair said,
“these are your thorns to bear…”
When the only free person in the room
Is the one who is in chains
Then it is time to look at what man calls “justice”
Pontius Pilate could not deny his claims
It is in vulnerability that God’s Grace comes
It is in the mourning that the Grief is fulfilled
It is in the freedom of Truth that I want to run
It is in humility that true courage is spilled