Category Archives: Faith and Hope

My eyes are closed for woe is me,Life has stolen my liberty,My body broken, my spirit lost,Directions home seem windward tossed. Eyes colored yellow from what I’ve seen,Rimose skin from forward lean,Broken promises strewn afar,A sky of storm, no moon or star. Searing sun with burning beams,Like starting the day without dreams,Fighting back, I struggleContinue reading “Woe – Be Gone!”

Christian friends, worship, and scripture,The legs of my spirit stool,They keep the light bright inside,Where the Holy Spirit rules. Some days are tiring and dark,An immobility in my limbsSin like a familiar cloak,My mind corrupt again. Then I find my spirit stool,I sit in prayer to think,I feel you come to rescue me,With bread andContinue reading “Spirit Stool”

Morning greets me in a pallet of green,Rain setting gently on leaves that gleam,Accents of yellow, grey and brown,Blending as one in a natural gown. The shrubs, the grass, the leaves of trees,Wave in the breeze to pleasure me,Why these are green, I now confess,To not know why nor can I guess. The sky reservedContinue reading “Colors”

The sound of children, a call from a friend,Snow on mountains or winter nearing end,River flowing gently, trout staring out,Warm breeze blowing the butterflies about? Ocean waves splashing on white sandy shores,Bright sun setting on a porch with no doors,July fourth fireworks against starry skies,Making song together, Mom’s apple pie? Love of a woman, theContinue reading “What Brings You Joy?”

Join me in the light of the moon,Join me in the quiet of my room,Your forgiving spirit to stay the night,‘til morning comes to bring the light. You’re ever near, I don’t have to searchFor your glow beyond the doors of church,If I listen close as I begin to pray,I find you’re here both nightContinue reading “The Quiet of My Room”

Eyes open, flying; I float through the dark,Greeted by cool air and fragrant breezes,Gently tumbling through space that surrounds me. I see my hands and two blue shoes,Shiny red ribbon, lacing the shoes of a clown.How odd these blue shoes in the starry blackness. I stretch and I strain to lift my leg,To bring theContinue reading “Safe”

Go out to the deep as Paul in his boat,Jesus as Captain, his courage your cloak,You think to return as resistance you meet,His grace sustains as his blessing you seek. Mysteries of life unfold in the deep,Great risk and reward, a harvest to reap,Full of unknowns where you’re not in control,More push than pull speaksContinue reading “Push Into the Deep – A Sonnet”

what’s it like to cry a raindrop,or to tell the wind where to blow,to fill the oceans with water and sand,to cast a thunderbolt from my hand? what’s it like to command a starto shoot across a nighttime sky,to order the flowers and trees to grow,or to drop a curtain of pure white snow? what’sContinue reading “Our Awesome God”

Four new feet in the Garden show,Four new feet from Geronimo,Prancing and dancing through all the flowers,Moist and shiny from recent showers. Green stem susans with wide white petals,Clover and thistle grow wild with nettle,Mo’s eating Marigolds all in yellow,Never to weary as sometimes below. Happy, no pain, though missing his people,His home in heavenContinue reading “New Feet in the Garden”

I endure life’s high tides,As they crash against my shore,The devil turns truth to lies,I feel I can bear no more. Just as it seems that all is lost,The finger of your hand appears,I lift my head to see the cross,A price you paid so dear. The tides recede with you in sight,And the liesContinue reading “High Tides”