Friday, February 3, 2012

The Storm



A storm came in the night
that lashed my soul
and dimmed the light
of hope

Fear howled around my door
and sapped my strength
made me forget
whose I am




But...                                 
The Morning Star arose
filled my heart with love
opened my eyes to see
the storm was gone.






I will be glad and rejoice in Your unfailing love, for You have seen my troubles, and You care about the anguish of my soul, You have not handed me over to my enemies but have set me in a safe place. Psalm 31:7,8 NLT

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Transformation


The dull gray clouds of winter       
are swathed in rainbow colors
when touched by the sun
as it rises and sets
each display unique
each  one beautiful







The dull gray clouds of life       
display the Master's glory
when embraced 
by the rays of the Son



But to you who reverence My name, the Sun of righteousness will arise with healing in His rays... Malachi 4:2

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Risky Business

Temptation (to a mouse)




Temptation unmasked



Take a risk
Yield to temptation
What do you have to lose?


Monday, November 21, 2011

Changes


As trees discard fall garments
that blanket the naked ground,
autumn fades into winter

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Measuring


When he was young,    
the future only a dream,
He never worried about
what he would write
on the pages of time








Life swirled around him         
He did what he had to do next
without stopping to think
And the pattern changed
because he passed by.






Today, the falling leaves
remind him of his past
It's written like tree rings
that can't be deleted.








What will they say about him?
By what measurement will he be judged?
Does it matter?

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Bon Voyage

                              


A leaf sets sail  
on mirrored sky
to be reclaimed
by dust




Leaf dust
rearranged
greets the morning sun





Thursday, October 6, 2011

Busy work

Sometimes
I act like the squirrel
in Mom's backyard
Scurrying back and forth     
So many things to do
Plotting to steal the seed
from the squirrel-proof feeder
Combing the grass for seed
when that doesn't work
Bouncing from tree to tree
Burying seeds and nuts
Chasing away intruders
Such a list of things to do
all by himself


Why is it easier to stay busy
than to draw close and encounter
the One who loves me more than life?