Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Before You Can Dry Another's Tears - You Too Must Weep

Let me not live a life that's free
From "the Things" that draw me close to Thee
For how can I ever hope to heal
The wounds of others
I do not feel....
If my eyes are dry and I never weep
How do I know when the hurt is deep
If my heart is cold
and it never bleeds
How can I tell what my sister needs....
For when ears are deaf
to the beggar's plea
And we close our eyes an refuse to see,
And we steel our hearts
and harden our mind,
And we count it a weakness
whenever we're kind,
We are no longer following the Father's Way
Or seeking His guidance
from day to day....
For, without 'crosses to carry'
and 'burdens to bear'
We dance through a life
that is frothy and fair,
And 'chasing the rainbow' we have no desire
For 'roads that are rough'
and 'realms that are higher'
so spare me no heartache
or sorrow, dear Lord,
For the heart that is hurt
reaps the richest reward
And God enters the heart
that is broken with sorrow
As he opens the door
to a Brighter Tomorrow
For only through tears can we recognize
The suffering that lies
in another's eyes.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

There All The Time

I lift my praises up to you my Father,
For your Holy Spirit has filled me with your songs..
In my pain you have sat close beside me
And comforted me with your words.
For you are my Saviour and my God.

Out of my lips have flowed verses learned long ago
Locked deep in my memory you have released them
In such times of their deepest need.
Your voice is ever with me when I cry out to you
For you are my Saviour and my God.

Your ear is bent toward me when I lie awake at night.
When I cry out to you in my deep despair
You brush the tears away from my face to re-affirm
That you understand and yes you do still care.
For you are my Forerunner and my God.

There was a time in pain I felt you were no longer there,.
That I had displeased you and you withdrew your care.
My prayers reached the ceiling and bounced right back
I longed for the close fellowship that we once had.
For you are my Guardian and my God.

It was then that in prayer I finally realized
That You had not removed your face from me,.
And I experienced a renewal of your bountiful grace.Humbly I fell reverently down upon my face,
For you are my Confessor and my God.

Your Spirit reached out to me and gave me a sign
I had felt that I could not go on in this abyss of pain.
You told me to be patient, I will serve you yet again
No longer to walk through this valley of pain
For your words are True and you are my God..

You ensured that I would not walk this path alone
You surrounded me with Prayer Warriors ever
Willing to reach out and stand in the gap for me.
For this I give you and them my endless praise.
For you are my Enabler and my God.

Father God help me in this schoolroom never to ask Why,
But rather to realize you have not finished with me yet.
For truly you are right here with me all of the time.
Ready to place your hand in mine when things are bad.
For you are my Physician and my God.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

The Anvil - God's Word

Last eve I passed beside a blacksmith's door
And heard the anvil ring the vesper chime;
Then, looking in, I saw upon the floor
Old hammers, worn with beating years of time.
"How many anvils have you had," said I,
"To wear and batter all these hammers so?"
"Just one," said he, and then, with twinkling eye,
"The anvil wears the hammers out, you know."

And so, thought I, the anvil of God's Wrod,
For ages skeptic blows have beat upon;
Yet, though the noise of falling blows was heard,
The anvil is unharmed... the hammers gone.