Works Of A Wordsmith

Sometimes I forget how amazingly gracious You have been in my life.
And then there are days when all I can do is cling to You again.
Lord, You are… LORD.
Please, Holy Spirit, help me to remember
Every single day
How vital the blood of Jesus is to being able to live a life of faith.
The calling of God is not to be taken lightly.
The cost is high…
You call us to take up our cross daily,
And I forget what that means so many times.
Please, most Holy God, help me remember
Every single day
That You love me and give me the grace I need to live a life of faith.
It is only through You,
ONLY through You,
That I can keep going every day.
Thank you, Father, for the blood of Jesus and the gift of Your Holy Spirit…
Every single day.

Psalm 3:5 I lay down and slept; I awoke, for the LORD sustained me.

Just a little note of love
For all I call my friends…
Even if we rarely talk
In my mind we’re still friends.

I think of you all with fondness,
With nostalgia and affection,
Remembering times that we have shared
The laughter, tears, and connection.

I miss you all as time goes by,
And every now and then
I may reach out to chat or call
Or try to meet again.

So if I do, I hope that you
Respond with grace and love
For though I have been out of touch
I still consider you, my friends, a gift from God above.

No matter the time,
I find myself thinking of you.
It’s easy to let myself go there.
You are, after all, my other half.
Those eyes arrest me again, and,
Once more, I find myself smiling.
I can’t help it!
This enjoyment of your company
Seems to only increase with the passage of time.
All the years were an eye blink… and an eternity.
I can’t imagine life without you.
You make it so easy to love you.
All the time and effort you put into your passions make me love you more!
So here we go again.
The next day and the next come round,
And each morning we wake up together is such a gift.
I know this deeply.
My gratitude to Father for the gift of us abounds!
I just had to let you know how much I love you… today, and tomorrow, and the next day, and forever.

Hush, goes my heart, and
Into the stillness comes a quiet whisper
Reminding me Whose I am.
I am no stranger to the voice, but
It feels so rare and special every single time
I hear my Lord speak to me.
Beloved, come to My heart again.
The beckoning wakes me up,
Stirs my soul to action,
Makes me sit up and take notice
Of the world around me once more.
I am called out to love my neighbor
By word and deed—
A kind smile, an encouragement or compliment,
A pay-it-forward moment at the drive-thru.
These are the small ways that create
Ripples of God-moments in lives around me…
All started with a hush of my heart
In the middle of my busy day.

Hearing your voice again,
Christmas seems just a little more special.
You say you are faithful,
Speaking to my faithless heart,
Reminding me that your love for me never fails.
I can only worship you,
Trusting despite circumstances.
The season is coming alive to me…
Somehow, some way,
You’ve given me joy once more.
O Lord, thank you for your new mercies today.
Thank you for your provision in this season.
I praise you for your sovereign hand–
Grace at work when all looks dark.
You, alone, are God.

Sleepless yet again I find I’m 
Reaching once again to find I’m 
Here before your throne, O Lord
And hungering again for more.
Your words, they speak of life to me
When I have fallen to my knees.
I can no longer run from you 
Because you wrestle me anew.
You call me back to life again 
Though I have not yet found my end.
Please, Father, fill my heart once more
With living water… let it pour.
I want to live, not just survive.
O God, I need your life to thrive.
Show me how to seek your face
And cover me once more with grace.

There is still you here with me.
There is still me with you.
Till I come again to the end of self
Knowing that I know somehow,
Speaking that which you speak through me.
Father, let me know you as father once more.
Jesus, help me to cling to you again.
Spirit, rise up in me with new life
Till yet I know that I know… you…
Somehow, some way I cannot grasp.
Transform me, Lord, by your mercy
Into what I should be for your glory.
Forgive my iniquity; heal my disease.
Ease, holy Father, this endless anxiety
That grips me… oh, God,
Save me from myself in Jesus’ name.
Let your light shine forth from me again.

Heaven help me, I just need You.
Somehow this life has gotten so overwhelming
That I can barely keep my head up,
So, I’m reaching out again in my distress
Because I don’t know what else I can do.
It feels like I can’t even pray these days.
I read the scripture in hopes that I can hear You
Even though the words feel like they droop on the page.
I feel like a desert in the summer heat
Without a drop of rain for miles and miles—
Truly a wilderness experience right now.
Still, somehow I am choosing to believe,
As parched as I feel, that You haven’t left me.
This dry patch of lethargy and ennui needs to dissipate.
I know You are faithful in my wanderings.
I’m asking, O Lord, that you bring me back to You again.
Let me hear Your voice, please, Jesus.
Show me, once more, the value of the secret place.
I’ve forgotten how to rest in You,
But You… are still You,
Glorious, high, and exalted above everything,
Especially me and my foolishness.
I choose You again, Lord, over all I feel,
Because You. Are. My. God.

What can you do when all you can do
Is wait and hope and pray?
You wait and hope and pray with all your might,
But sometimes it’s not enough.
Sometimes you hope in vain.
I keep remembering again
This life is just a blink of an eye,
A foreshadowing of eternity
With all the uncounted time stretched out
Just on the other side of death’s door.
So then I wait and hope and pray for Jesus
To step into the equation and somehow transform
Death into eternal life.
Oh Lord, may my loved one walk the path of life.
Have mercy, Father.