Nothings to Something
People say I am a survivor
Really something
But I say no
To you I would like to show
The Only Something
I am almost nothing
Held together
My skin & bones
As on this planet I roam
Only by the Someone
By whose hand I was
Created
By whom all our sin & death was
Abated
This living, breathing God
Is the Great Someone
At whose pleasure I exist
In whose hands joy never desists
& from whom will I never run
We live at His Pleasure
We serve at His Pleasure
At the end all heartbeats
For His Pleasure
All at once &
At last will be gathered!!
The Presence
A Presence overhead
Envelops, wraps
Covering you everywhere
No matter whether blue skies
Or how grey the air
Or with whom
The day you may share
No matter
Where you go,
Home, office, a school
While using a computer
Or some other tool
The Presence is always
There
Trying to make sure
You know God cares
In a small house or large
Dirty & small or expensive car
Very loved or destitute & lonely
If the world contained just you
He would have died for you only!
So stop at your desk, look up
Of time it will not take much
Acknowledge, connect
Take the time to select
To spend time with Him
Enjoy, even revel in
The pleasure, joy you will win
Within His Glorious Presence!
The First
Christ must come first
Everything else a poor second
As you listen to His voice
So sweetly trill & beckon
Return to me
I will return to you
A new day will break forth
Ensue!
A sun unlike any other
Will roll & rise
A shining, sparkling
New planet
To be beheld with widened eyes
To live in a new universe
These second-hand words
I now rehearse
Taken from the writings
Of an ancient Holy Book
I am allowed to delight in reciting!
So Forget!
A world barges in
Rude & loud, using force
Seeking its own way
To get me off my course
From you, Lord Christ
So,
On I must struggle
To stay away
From seeking its
Loud, belligerent way
&
listen to your gentle voice
instead
So, F O R G E T
Your large house
Your sleek, ramblings cars
Persistent pleasure seeking
In Him only
Am I believing!
Toward His cross
Am I retreating!
Toward a better life
& a Living Son’s Paradise!!!
The Broken Restored
My soul was broken
In pieces shattered
Only You could collect
The pieces
From where
They were scattered
Into the darkness
Your fingers reached
& found them
I stand restored,
Whole, once again
A new creation
Is for what you wish
But only You, Dear Savior
That truth can seal
With Your Holy Kiss!
In The Above
In the above, those celestial skies
Surely, God must shake His head & sigh
‘Will they never learn’?
He watches as we all despise
His love’s most generous guidelines
But still I suppose
As only He most assuredly knows
& so forward & on He goes
Still trying our souls to win
Keep us from that damning sin
Of our total & defiant rebellion
But,
Lucky for us,
Our God is not a quitter
We are the ones
Who turn our backs & run
From
His wonderful perfect grace
Reflected in Beauty’s Love on His Face
So,
Be different from the rest
Do not put God to the test
Stay, live to enjoy
Those Eternal Pleasures in store
Between Infinity’s Gates they await!
