In My Bones

In My Bones

In my bones
I know
I have another home
Another place
To live before a face
More beautiful
Than any other

It is man’s greatest hope
But
Comes most of the time
With an inner struggle
Seeming sometimes a great mystery
Or a somewhat confusing puzzle
Still God promises if we try
We are assured of the greatest prize
A home before His beauty
Forever

So lift up your eyes,
Your very souls
Make His will 
Your life’s greatest goal
And learn to let go
Of that raging inner self
For
It is not I that lives 
But Christ that lives in me!!

The Voice

The Voice

We scurry 
We hurry
Caught up in distractions
We forget the impaction 
Of ignoring

Ignoring what you say?
The only face
That dispenses grace
Every heartbeat every day

For the world
That's simply their way
But
For a Christian?
It means we've failed
To stop & listen
To the only One
In the position
To stop the insanity

Darkness surrounds us
To us Christ entrusts
His truths, His light
To dispense
To a world never meant
To be this lost

When we His church
Get so caught up
In the world's culture
We forget to nurture
HIM IN US
Then by our silence
And this our choice
Christ has no voice
& only doom awaits!

Praise!

Praise

Only a darkness
To surround
My small soul
No one to comfort
To cajole
Beaten down
Into a hardened ground
But
When it comes time
For my last sound
May it be to praise

Praise You, Lord Jesus, Praise You

Rest

Rest

That physical pump
Inside my chest
Someday will stop
As my fragile shell
Receives its eternal rest

In peace I pray 
I will be allowed to go
If while on earth
That is what 
I tried to sow

Enter God's rest
You children of the King
Rise up in joy
On the back of 
His great eagle's wings

Rise in spiritual prosperity
As you prance, dance forever
In God's joyfilled gaiety

My Shell!

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My Shell!

This Physical shell
It's tight
Restricts, constrains
Squeezes
So stiff it creaks
Knocks me almost
to my knees

At times full of disease
Mild or strong
Impairing a song
Meant for us to sing
About earth's risen King
To call Jesus by name
That was always
Of Eternity, its goal, it's aim

Oh, this Physical shell
Only time will tell 
When I will be released 
From the intense heat
Of its determined grip
Ah, that will be a Paradise most complete!

Flowers

Flowers

Flowers flitter, float and twist
Spinning at water’s edge
Suspended in fluid life
Until a force, unidentifiable

Pushes, they’re caught in
Torrents of an energy
Out of control, blindly
Ripping at everything

Multi-hued and rushing
Entrapped in wildly straining
At times, mad,
Ceaselessly rushing waters

Of life, labor, loss, pain
Flowers follow, bobbing
Tossed and thrown
Waters almost overwhelming

Losing a few small strays
Of petals, delicate against
The flow, deluge swirling
Forcing them to dance

At last, the journey’s end
Uncertain, perhaps unsafe
The water tumbles, falls over
An abyss of rock’s sharp edge

The flowers cling, clutch
Tenacious to hold the liquid
Surface, then in FAITH
They release and reach

For a hitherto unknown
Place, in air,
It lifts, they let go
And rise to fly back home!

Phillippians 3:20-21 ESV But our citizenship is in heaven and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.