Tuesday, June 26, 2012

A Hug


A hug, a simple but powerful move.
It can mean hello,
Or good-bye
I missed you or I will,
I love you,
You’re my friend,
My heart breaks for you,
You’re on my heart,
You’re in my prayers.
It speaks when words might not do,
When words just aren’t what’s needed.
A hug is a powerful move.
Thank you for the hugs.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Reflection on Philippians 4:4-8


“Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” Philippians 4:4-8
I will rejoice even now for God is still God.
I will rejoice for He is still good and His plans are right.
Oh, may I be gentle for with this I do struggle,
But I want His light to shine bright through me.
Oh thank You, my Lord, that You are so near.
Help worry to stay far away from my heart.
As I pray to my Father, bring my heart close to Him.
And I’ll thank Him for the blessings that abound around me,
But not hide the hurt that He knows that I feel.
Your peace, Lord, there is nothing like that.
Your peace that guards my heart, that guards my mind.
And what shall I think on, oh, only on You
For Your word is true and You are noble, due honor,
Your ways are right and all you do is pure,
You are lovely and admirable, excellent too,
And worthy of praise; You are worthy of praise!
Any person, any thing that displays these virtues,
It’s by Your grace, You showing me You.
Yes, I’ll think about You, and Your peace will come.
I’ll think on Your grace, and You’ll comfort me there.

Friday, June 22, 2012

KYSON

King Yahweh Saves, Old and New.
Salvation looks not at age.
How can what is lost be saved?
It is only by God’s grace,
By Christ’s blood shed for His own.
And for His glory this life exists,
Our child now praises the King,
The very best place to be,
For eternity right with my Lord.
I would love to have held him tight,
Loved to have watched him grow longer.
But I held him here for a moment,
Watch him form through the pictures I saw.
I saw God’s masterpiece,
The movements so tiny and small.
A hand reached up and I saw it,
A mouth opened before for my eyes,
A jump, and my heart leaped inside me.
Our child, alive for a time.
But now I see stillness, no heartbeat,
And I know his life is not there,
He passed on to be with my Savior,
Once again, my child beat me there.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Run to Jesus


When it all seems dark,
Feeling lonely and afraid,
Uncertain, discouraged, enraged.
Seems it all fell apart,
When it seemed so right,
What to do?
What to do?
What to do?
Run to Jesus with my pain.
Run to Jesus for hope.
Run to Jesus. He’s my Savior.
Run to Jesus.  He’s there.

Sometime life is hard,
Sometimes downright brutal,
And yet inside I know:
Life’s a gift.
Life for Jesus.
Life is hard,
But life is good.
What to do?
What to do?
What to do?
Run to Jesus with my praise.
Run to Jesus for His arms.
Run to Jesus. He’s my Savior.
Run to Jesus.  He’s there.

Run to Jesus.

for Katie and whoever else God might speak to through these words