185,000

185,000

Very long ago
On a righteous throne
King Hezekiah
Of Judah reigned
He gave all his praise
To the one true God
And to only His Name

But from the northeast
Like a ravening beast
Came an evil king,
Sennacherib of Assyria
Was his name
For death & destruction
Great was his fame

In faith, King Hezekiah
Prayed to the one true
Lord of all
Received an answer to
His most earnest call
Thru Isaiah the prophet
God said,
“He will not enter this city
Or shoot an arrow here
He will not come before it 
With shield. . .”

Later that night
In the darkest of lights
God’s angel
With a powerful roar
Was sent to destroy
185,000,
Warriors all, 
Strong & tall
Died that night
By God’s hand

Jerusalem was saved
Not one soul inside her walls
Was sent to an early grave
God will do the same
For you, for us
We just need to have 
Faith & learn to trust
His ways

Read, learn to look
Inside that most
Glorious book,
Scriptures to help you
Your enemies defeat
& at your feet 
No matter what they are
Doubt, fear, persecution
Pain
He will destroy
Down they will all lay
& in your time, your day
185,000 warriors
For you, God will slay!

Not Bad for an Older Lady!

I got to ride my bike again today on a longer ride, almost ten miles. It’s my new hobby, and I love it! I am a 2X cancer survivor, and I’m grateful God lets me enjoy the bike riding. Each day feels like a gift to still be able to enjoy life with my family & friends. May God bless your day. Praise Him for his grace and mercy!!

Also I could not resist this photo of some beautiful, massive old sycamore trees at the water’s edge. In winter without the leaves, you can see their white bark even better. Have a good day!

Money

Dull Ache

 
 
 
 Dull Ache
  
  
 A Dull Ache
 Somewhere
 In the middle
 Growing larger
 No longer little
  
 A need
 more insistent
 Almost a sharp
 Pain
 Then becomes
 a Joy
 This, the means
 You employ
 To draw me
 Closer
  
 Your Spirit
 Entices 
 I come to
 a Sun,
 Beautiful Light,
 Perfection
 Holding only
 Life
  
 Your Purity
 Your Goodness
 You breathe
 Eternity
 Return to me
 I will return
 To you
  
 As my 
 Desire 
 Intensifies
 I wonder
 When it will
 Be met
 This ache
 This longing
  
 We all 
 Within feel
 This unmet 
 Need
 We constantly
 Try to fill
 With shallow
 Thrills,
 Cheap pleasures
  
 Life can feel
 Like walking
 Uphill
 With a heavy
 load
 Your beauty, God
 the only real
 goad
 To continue
  
 Earth
 As it is now
 Will never be
 Utopia,
 [perfection’s
 power] 
 Only with
 Christ’s return
 Will that
 For which we 
 Yearn
 Be Met! 
  
 Revelation 7:9-10 After this I looked, and there before me
 was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation,
 tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and before
 the Lamb. They were wearing white robes and were holding palm
 branches in their hands. And they cried out in a loud voice:
 “Salvation belongs to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb.”
  
 Revelation 7:17 For the Lamb at the center of the throne 
 will be their shepherd; ‘he will lead them to springs of 
 living water’, and ‘God will wipe away every tear from 
 their eyes’.

The ANSWER

 
 
 Answer
  
 Most stand calling
 Not realizing they do
 What is it they Desire?
 They need You,
 Lord, God
 The passion, fire
 Of your heart
 For them!
  
 That is the answer 
 We all need.
 In blindness & 
 Stumbling, fumbling
 Is this not what
 We all seek?
  
 Seeking joy, peace, 
 Fulfillment,
 Love
 We wander, fight
 Shove 
 For our share
 Of this earth
 When all true life
 Flows freely from above.
  
 INSIDE GOD’S HEART
 We were made to live
 From the very start
 This is the purpose,
 ANSWER
 For which we were 
 Created
 In only this, 
 Are all needs sated
  
 To live daily
 In contentment
 More Fulfilled
 Try as much as you
 Can
 To live inside
 His Will
 His Intellect, 
 His purposes
  
 Your old man
 That self
 Must be killed
 To let Him have
 His way
 Over you
 His sway
 So you may say,
 Not I but Christ
 That liveth in me.
  
 But because we turn
 Away
 Harden our hearts,
 Without our true calling
 We endlessly wander
 Thru all of life
 Unsatisfied, discontent
 stumbling
 & falling

My Debts

Photo by Karolina Grabowska on Pexels.com

 
 
 My Debts
  
  
 Up to my eyeballs in debt
 I sigh I moan
 I truly, deeply regret
 What I have done
 To myself
  
 No one else to blame
 Oh, the embarrassing shame!
 Oh, what I cannot claim
 Of wisdom
  
 Loud commercials
 Made it seem so real
 Oh, their endless appeal
 So, I got sucked in 
 By the alluring din
 Of a greedy world
  
 So now I am an endless slave
 This I can mostly certainly say
 Onward I go 
 Trying to show
 A new confidence
  
 I slug away
 Each morning, new day
 At the mountainous debt
 Trying to correct
 This wreck
 I’ve made of my life
  
 I know it will end
 And I will never, ever,
 Ever again spend
 Myself into this death march
 toward another fresh & open 
 financial grave

Probably not such a good poem for this time of year, right before the biggest gift giving holiday, but still timely I hope. Remember it’s only one day out of the year. Remember God loves you and wants only the best for you and your family. Have a blessed and peace filled day!