When the snow fields soften
the birds begin to sing,

the trees stretch out awakening arms

as buds turn emerald green.

The sun lays long on sodden land 

and bids the seed to grow,

returning earth to harbor man,

to nourish and to sow.

So take me in and shelter me

from winter harsh and sad,

and carry me along with thee

a springtime heart

and glad...

Through the Pines - winter

Flurries through the pines

are free and in no hurry.

They flutter in the air

unlike other snow,

meandering merely on their own.

No wonders they cannot collect their thoughts

into accumulation as other snow is taught.

The lessons we could learn from flurries:

remain unique and

what's the hurry?

White robe of sunlit snow - winter

Oh white robe of sunlit snow,

it's of you our God is seen:
not with brown of sandy beach

or land of grassy of green.
Countenance like lightning,
God is described by saints of old,
hold the brilliance of the sun

for those of us below...
Oh white robe of sunlit snow,

the creator made you to show
His majesty and golden glow

to take us to the heavenly realms

with spritely sprays
over drifted waves
in His  purity we shall be saved.
Oh white robe of sunlit snow
Upon your sea - Gods Glory shown.

When Demands turn to Desire - winter

When demands turn to desire
we have found the childlike faith
in which we'll never tire.
Why should our view of the Father
be driven by what we see as His demands?
Why can't we instead be internally pleased 

by joyously following His commands?
Like any child who knows he has pleased
we're happy and peaceful,
our conscience is eased;
When what God wants becomes our own thirst,
we are one with Him
and can't be coerced.
Christ obeyed when in the form of man,
to show the grace and love of God
is the goal of the commands,
and all of this can be in us
through faith in His good and perfect will
for when demands turn to desires
we are, with Him, fulfilled.
 

Romans 12:2 -Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.

Some Day... - winter

I have lost no less than 4 friends since 2015 began...

2 were elderly saints but one was my closest childhood and personal friend I've ever had - we were born in the same month and the other friend was from college - 2 years younger than I. 

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I write this in their memory as we all must think of our passing  - some day.

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There will only be praise

some day - some day

no need of scripture

no need to pray

only praise - only praise

will be heard there

far deeper than happiness

beyond all joy

with music and words in infinite ways

only praise - only praise

you need only lay eyes on the night sky and gaze

to begin now through the rest of you days

and into eternity

praise - only praise

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"Praise the Lord oh my soul..." Psalm 146:1

May this poem find its way to your heart through faith -

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Oh cold gray skies

descending

we shall not be deprived

of warmth or Light this glorious season

for the Christ child has arrived!

His love is all around

unending

we shall have joy

despite your pall

for God divine in

Jesus is sending

hope for us all.

  

Merry Christmas

Divinity

is reborn

renewing

the intimacy

that was torn

away when we chose to leave

and so betrayed

the Author of Love -

how our souls did decay...

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Divinity is reborn

let's run and renew

that intimate bond

of pure Love that is true

Life Eternal is only through He

who has been reborn -

God's Divinity.

Merry Christmas!

Smokin' out the back door

driven to drink,

yet I'm not as hard up

as you might think.

Jesus came a'callin' and Jesus died

with people just like me on His mind.

Now I'm comin' over to Him,

all of me and all my sins

'Cause anyone who can love me enough

to die like that

won't leave me a'sittin' where I'm at. 

falling sun - fall

The shadows have gone long,

so forlorn and worn -

summer's coming to an end.

Seamlessly it's slipping away,

daylight given to decay,

not my favorite season

but it may

redeem itself in some yet colorful way...

Oh how I love to write,

to hear some new stirring within my soul

but yet the sounds are never finished

always it’s beginnings

never reaching the new goal:

Here on earth is just the first verse

where is the chorus?

where is rest?

I know what God is saying…

wait, and have patience

for I am the best -

So when I get to heaven

there will be no ending to His songs

but only satisfaction to this longing

for His Glory goes forever on and on…

Bitter Tears - summer

Bitter tears

don’t fail me now

falling from abandoned brow

newly fed

from disappointments’ scowl-

Guilty! it said

so I fell in

making my own law and sin

not believing He would save me

yet again…

Faith is resurrected,

sure as He receives my cry

I will never be abandoned

bitter tears

He will have dried…

working it through - summer

I hear hues of blue

and billows of white

the sky sings Your praise

with its lyric of sight.

I see birds call

and I view the world's in tune

everything working together

as I must work it through...

I don't know when 

and I don't know how

You'll answer prayer

but your peace is now. 

Healing from God - summer

To look at people through God's eyes -

what would I see?

A whole lot of people

hurting more than me!

Pain from the inside,

pain from without,

so much suffering

in a world filled with doubt...

evils around us

while faith is God's cure,

Christ saw us all

through a life that was pure

as compassion from the Father flowed

to heal every suffering

in a way we can't know.

So every day

let me pray

that God will restore

each sorrowing soul -

for His eyes are on the people

and He desires to see us whole.

God is All - summer

God is the feeling of the forest

though He is not the trees.

He is not the sun in the sky

but the light of day that it brings.

God may not be blue

but He is the covering over us all,

He's the warmth of a temperate day

and the feeling of it -

that is His way.

God is the water of a quenching cool stream

where there is no more thirst

because of what His Spirit brings.

He is rest without fatigue,

and comfort when there is no pain.

He is life itself

refreshing us with His eternal rain.

God is good

and when from this earth He calls

we won't be lacking anything we may have left -

at all.