
Photo by Maël BALLAND

Photo by Maël BALLAND

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I want to stay next time
Don’t wake me up from my young girl’s dream
It is a place that I love and call home
This dream carries me in my older days
a special place where my soul has flown
In the middle of this young girl’s dream
all the ones I love never have to leave and
sometimes when the world is unkind
There is only Joy like the Sun’s glow
It warms my hands and soul as I am growing old

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It began to astound me, I cry out, oh God help!
Truth has become a catch phrase of Hell!
Man has his face in the gutter with his booze!
Woman is killing herself for the fountain of youth!
Children with no interest in conversation or humanity!
Babies without voices filling up the heavens!
Churches re-phrasing God’s word to suit their situation!
Politician ‘s rumors and counter rumors spew!
Evil’s darkness lies in wait for a chance to consume!
The one in the shackles is the only one free in the room!
It begin to astound me that I must always agree with you
Or be outcast as a biggot or hatemonger or shrew!
So I will trust in the purity and promises of God
Who is good and loving in all his ways!
I will search the horizon both morning and night
for that final wave to break upon the shore
when there will be no dying or crying anymore!
For it is a fool who says there is no God!
Yet I am astounded even more at His ever lasting love!
His mercies are new every morning!
I count each day to be the day of His glory!
May this be the time my faith will be sight!
Was there ever a more astounding day to ponder!
“…but you, oh child of God flee these things and pursue godliness, faith, love patience, gentleness. Fight the Good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, to which you were called and have confessed…” 1 Timothy 6:11

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There are no new words that I can write
No way to change the world tonight
I can feel a sadness coming round again
Trying to take me someplace I’ve already been
I am just calling it what it is
The way God made me, I am a child of His
When loneliness visits and friends don’t call
It is best not to compromise the Truth at all
Contentment is not happy and sad is not depressed
I’m still so far from wisdom, always was I guess
This melancholy often drives me to my knees
It is just the way God made me, I am a child of His

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Do not let me go to sleep and drift off into the opioid of sabotage
Sin and persistent failures a cunning addiction
I grow weary of all the brutal truth of how one must guard the deep longing of their heart
For I wander high upon the cliff and the sea glistens enchanted below
I envy your assurance but find mine for my self
Though I am anxious to arrive I wish the journey to an end
A silence I cannot hear whispers of the Living Water where there are no dangers hidden
“…if you would ask him he would give you living water…(John 4:10)

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I was not your faithful friend
I was not truthful, no
I am not the best daughter, sister, wife, or mother
But I know The One who is all I have not been
The One who is a kind and faithful friend
The One who always tells the Truth, yes
The One who is the best in me that I cannot be
The One who’s is all I have not been
So when you think of how I let you down
And remember the times I did not live in truth
I want you to know that I know
Jesus is The One who is all I have not been

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Sunshine stay with me a while I haven’t had you for so long
You are gentle and make me laugh and sing a happy song
We will not speak of love unless it should happen to grow
We will just run and play, you are a shelter from the cold
You are just the thing I need to help me heal again
There is no way of knowing if we will ever end
Sunshine stay with me a while we will both be free
You are just the thing I need, you let me be me

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Like the vaults of God’s Holy temple
the blue spruce branches arch over me
Each heavily draped with new fallen snow
I kneel down in grateful prayer under the Cathedral Tree
I have never been one to love easily and trust
but You Oh God have loved me with perfect love
I was heavily draped in sin and you washed me white as snow
I kneel down in humility under the Cathedral Tree

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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

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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