I can’t always be clever like an epigram.
Sometimes I am not brave.
Sometimes I am not strong.
No blunt quips can block the damn
Simply the Truth is all that withstands
I will not hide from God’s healing hand
I will stand in my place by the Blood of The Lamb.
Having put on my armour I will faithfully stand.
They overcame by the Blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimr, and they loved not their lives into death. Revelation 12:11
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It would be a lie to say I have always been honest.
I thought a time or two about moving on when we were young,
when I did not value the promise.
The Grace Covenant that covered forever our offenses to God,
now established in His Mercy removed any fear that you would hurt me.
While it is true, we cannot fully know another person,
staying with you was more than worth it.
I hope this is a comfort to you, as it is to me, as we round this last bend.
If I could I would choose to stay with you again.
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From the first conversation we were not strangers…
A searing, a piercing wind blew my story that always follows me, into a million pieces…
A deep blue velvet stillness filled me and my heart’s fragility opened wide and I knew The presence of the Holy entered…
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Looking for the pretty notes I strain my ear to hear
that melody of Holy song telling me you are near.
No minor chords of sad goodbye or Sin’s death and decay.
No more lies and darkened skies to distort my journeys way.
I listen for the harmony of your singing clear and sweet
The pretty notes of your presence your love song on repeat…
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The way I see the colors
got no good reason to hide.
Where the sky and sea collide
the Sunrise is on the other side.
I will die a wanderer in a foreign land.
Listen to the Living Water calling me home.
That living call bids me Come, for sure
down to the River edge
flowing so rich and pure!
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I take up my pen to write again of the love you give to me.
No one else was there in that dark night of despair when I saw how much You had to bleed.
You tenderly wrapped my dead body in your shroud of forgiveness, and sealed it with the balm of your Grace.
Your kindness brought me to repentance, and you held so sweetly my tear streaked face.
People say they have heard it all before, and I hope that they too have seen,
The One who knelt beside me and cried along with me.
The chief of sinners, I was your enemy yet still you died to claim.
I will tell you Jesus loves you and me and by no other name can we be saved.
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She could take no more time looking back.
The Light was brighter and then the brightest.
She heard singing in another language so majestic, and she knew it was the Song of The Highest.
The water clear and sweet and no salt was in the Sea, and every refraction of light shone like jewels.
She knew it was not the Old Earth any longer.
No shadows or darkness could still linger.
She threw off her sword for there was no need of weapons
She was in the King’s Country at last!
The salty air lay thick upon my skin.
Laughter in the village sings so sweetly.
Never does a hard day meet me here,
when I walk by the sea in God’s keeping.
This beach helps me see outside of my self,
and find The One who is the Hope of all things.
Exposed and authentic the waves hit my feet,
with no fear of the dance tomorrow will surely bring.
I will sing in this His cathedral
of sky and sand and sea.
I praise The Holy One who cannot be undone
and give thanks as He walks here with me.
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This snow takes me back to Memphis.
A little girl with a crooked smile.
Oh how magical that Christmas was.
Boot prints of Santa on a snowy blue lawn.
So secure in the dreams of that gospel mile.
Daddy was my hero, such warm and simple times.
Of all the rooms my life has passed through,
Memphis was the sweetest time I ever knew.
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I remember the good and leave the worst
I fill all my pages with rhyme and verse
Not much of it will matter to most
But some will understand the cost
I see a good day and leave the night
I paint a picture of the Hope in God’s light
May it never be said that I didn’t try
to speak the truth and expose the lie
This is the message we have heard from Christ and declare to you:God is light, pure light, and in Him there is no darkness AT ALL! 1 John 1:5