Your Splendor

I know my camera does not begin to show the real beauty of these large sycamore trees. I think I need a wide angel lens to get the feel of how big they are. I love these. The white bark really shows through so much better in the winter without all their leaves. I hope you enjoy the photos and may God bless your today and your holidays!! Below is a silly little poem I wrote as I was riding my bike on the greenway today.

Splendor


Tall,
In all your beauty
Oh, 
Don’t you think
You’re quite the cutie!
Lighter, brighter
Than all the darkened greys
For this season,
Here today
Your blanched,
Whitened skin
More glances from
The passersby
Does your grandeur win
On display your glorious white robe
And as on my bicycle do I pass
For a few moments may I simply bask
In all your warming glow!!

Right before Christmas — So much Sun

Was able to ride my bike on the greenway today along our river. It was cold but the sun was out, and I took a few shots of the sun on the water. It was full of bright, white sparkles. Really, really pretty for a December day here in the south. I hope all of you can get out and enjoy your weather wherever you live. Have a God blessed day!!

Christmas Gift–Lovers of Christian Fiction

Perfect Christmas Gift for Christian Fiction Lovers! An inspiring mystery set from the sidewalks of Music City, USA, Nashville, TN into the hallways of beautiful Vienna, Austria. A good intriguing read to cozy up with on a cold winter’s afternoon!

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08DWB7F39

He Gave Up!

He Gave Up!

Christ did not come

To create a feel good social club

A country club atmosphere

Instead

So our black, sin-smeared

Record for all eternity

He could unequivocally clear

A glorious throne of infinity

He gave up

He came to a barn

A humble stable

Full of hay and animal slobber

Dirty, wet

So no mistaken ideas

Of wealth, lust for money

Would we mistakenly harbor

For this a light filled throne

He gave up

He came to a cross full of

Pain, agonizing torture

So with His death

A broken relationship

Between man and the Father

He could nurture

To give us, you, a Holy,

Forgiven future

For this, through ripped

And torn flesh,

His own blood

Christ gave up!

Near Death

Then You’re Not!

Ezekiel 33:7-8 (NIV) “Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the people of Israel; so hear the word I speak and give them warning from me. When I say to the wicked, ‘You wicked person, you will surely die,’ and you do not speak out to dissuade them from their ways, that wicked person will die for their sin, and I will hold you accountable for their blood.

Then You’re Not

In days of old
Oh say maybe 60, 70 years ago
Pastors did not seem to hesitate
To tell the truth
To try to remove sin
By its root
But today, well . . .

They say Jesus loves you
Which, again, is one of
God's eternal truths
But
What of other words 
In His Holy Book
Perhaps, we should take a look

If you love me, you will obey 
My commands
But they must know
Upon which guides
To take their stand
If you don't tell them their mistakes
Fate of not just them
but whole world is at stake
Then You're NOT being a good 
Watchman on the wall
And

Their blood will be on your head!

Not my words
But to Ezekiel, a Holy prophet, said
Long ago by God Himself
So do not be afraid
To take a Holy stand
Be God's courageous, holy man
Rebuke a culture's sin
Boldly,
Loudly
So more and more souls
In this world may Christ win
And new generations may arise
To march into Heaven's gates
Through eternity's celestial skies!

Remember,
God will denounce their sins 
On judgement day
Over each human soul 
No one holds more sway!