In My Ears The Lions Roar
In my ears
The lions roar
Around us
Every moment,
Every hour
Trying over us
To exert
Their destroying power
One lion roars
Then another
Loud, strong
Around us pacing
Hot breath in our face
Watching, waiting
Until a gentle whisper
Taps upon your shoulder
Soft at first
Then growing bolder
Its blazing light
Reveals Christ's
Full glory, Power,
Controlling might
As soon as they sense
This Almighty Prince
That very second
One last defiant roar emitting
They cringe
They cower
In their lower station more befitting
So do not give in
To floods of tears
Those overwhelming fears
Over everything Christ wins
His armies He will send
To bring to you
A restful peace
As in His loving embrace
He will settle His sheep,
That Lions' Master,
In a restful, safer pasture!
Poem to an Abstract
Star whirl
Colors twirl
In bright ribbons
Around your head
So I believe
To yourself
You said:
“I should do something
With this
Leaning forward
With a gentle kiss
The Son said:
“I agree although
We have not a
Compelling need
Except to perhaps
See
If this, our love,
More are willing to receive
So you spoke
And You built
Soon those colors
They filled
A universe
Of twirling shapes
Forms
Some soft
some hard, terse
So You
Built an earth
Of greens & blues
Such vibrant hues
Plants, animals
& at last your man
Such glorious life
Only Your peace
No strife
Until
We spoiled it
But
Remember
Your Son You
Did send us
Someday will
It be returned
And once again
We will be
Allowed to learn
Of Your Glorious Perfection!!
One Cross
That cross upon a hill
Reminds us in lonely words
Still
Of a dying sacrifice
Every day while here
He walked, talked, cried
Then spread out his arms
On a piece of hard tree
To die
For us to justify
Only that one cross,
Although there were
Many others,
Turned us into closer
Sisters, brothers
So, listen to the words
It still whispers
Wreathed in a blood so red
Allow its words within
To ring out,
Out loud to be said
Found spoken on that tree
Some of the most important words
Ever intended for
Everyone’s life
They will surely suffice
Of,
A loving Christ’s purest
& most noble sacrifice!
Better Than DisneyWorld?
Better than Disney World?
Could there be such a thing?
Better than Florida’s palace of pure pleasure
Full of dreams forever we may treasure
With multiple hurrahs let our voices ring
But its gilded halls & walls
Eventually you must leave
& return with only reality left to see
Back to a world of suffering, wars
Even more abuses left in store
But God promises better
Than an insincere, synthetic fantasy
Hard to imagine this I know
But this is what He longs for us to see
Beyond an artificial man-made glow
Lies the real thing
He wants to renew His world
Along with each, man, woman,
Boy & girl
Doesn’t matter if you are old or young
A girl, a daughter, or perhaps
Someone else’s son
No more suffering
No more dying
To dry each tear
Remove the crying
So,
Why not let Him?
Return to me, I will return to you
Why not let Him your own heart
Your very own soul renew?
Removing each trace
Of all the old
So a different world’s story
Can be at last told
While we joyfully lift hands in praise
& look upon eternity’s kindest
Above all others Face!
Malachi 3:6-7 I the Lord do not change. So you, the descendants of Jacob, are not destroyed. Ever since the time of your ancestors you have turned away from my decrees and have not kept them. RETURN TO ME, AND I WILL RETURN TO YOU,” says the Lord Almighty.
Pentecostal Fire
Disciples, huddled
In an upper room
Shaking in their boots
Trying to dispel the gloom
Of your death
Feeling only fear’s failure was left
Until,
A Pentecostal fire
Blazed across their heads
By tongues of living fire
Were they to be led
To stop the shaking, quaking
& rise up
Boldly speak
Those first words of hope
To preach
And loudly proclaim
In many tongues
The life, the power
Of God’s only RISEN SON!
Prayer for this Sunday Morning
I am going to rise up
Quit living in the muck
Satan attempts to
drag me down into
And I choose YOU
Lord Jesus,
I choose you
And you ever-growing hope!
Amen.
SoulSails 