Draw Near

Come close, unafraid
And keep coming
Hold onto Him
And know that
He holds you there
Secure and welcomed and loved

Jesus. Period.

He is the answer
to every question
the cure for every ill
the hope for every despairing, hopeless, broken-hearted, lost, blind, confused, scarred, and apathetic soul

He is everything
and all that we need

Hope

Hope
With no object
Is as empty
As looking to a sunny, cloudless sky
For the downpour to end
Your drought

His

That I should know forgiving grace,
Mercy given in judgement's place-

That I be treated as His child,
His gifts upon me freely piled-

That I be made more like His Son,
Changed to holy this sinful one-

That I should get to speak His name,
Be used on earth to spread His fame-

That I should die and see His face,
All makes me marvel at His grace!

Run To Him

The trials of this life make me long
To run to the One who is strong
His comfort and peace
Give me courage to cease
From singing this world's futile song

Unworthy Already

How funny that I shrink to come
To Him when I have sinned
As if my latest crime
Made me unworthy--
No, my self-righteousness
Held me there long before
My hidden sins
Worked their way
Into public view

humility

Whatever I am
He made me
Whatever I know
He taught me
Whatever I have
He gave me--

(putting down my pen
now to laugh at my
foolish pride)

Out of the Fog

Despair sneaks up
and throws its fog
around our hearts
till joy and hope
both disappear
from sight

But Christ in love
unknown to us
dispells the gloom
and shines again
Into our hearts
so bright

Flutter

Sit and savor the simple song
Of carefree creatures in chaotic throng
Their feathered fluid flight admire
Bedecked in brilliant bold attire

The Day Ahead

Christ on His throne

A new heart within me

His word ever guiding

Love's strong cord to bind us all together

A morning full of promise

Average

Though I long to be profound
My greatest efforts all are drowned
In abject normalcy

Fancy words I long to write
But here below, not on the heights,
I'm relegated still

Maybe I will get there yet
My common words be used to get
Your thoughts on the profound

Pebbles In My Shoe

A thousand irritating faults
Love calls us to forebear
They grate like sand blown in our eyes
Or pebbles in our shoes
The inconvenience seems so great
Until we turn and look
At all the pain our own sins brought
To Him who holds us dear

Newborn Wonder

Hello little marvel
Fresh from your Creator
Stretch those perfect, tiny fingers
Chubby, dimpled knuckles
Peek from sleepy newborn eyes
As we all gaze in wonder

Powerful Kindness

His kindness
humbles me
draws me near
makes me own the sin I hate
gives me mercy
I don't deserve

Your Words

Your Words to darkness bring a light
To stormy souls a calm
To blinded eyes a sudden sight
To wounds a healing balm

Fleeting

Short-lived and shallow are the joys

Of those content with gath'ring toys

That fade and break and rust

Much wiser then, we all would be

To focus on eternity

And seek the things that last

Our days are quickly passing by

A breath that's fleeting- then we die

To meet the One who's just

So seek your Maker while you can

Embrace His Son and you will stand

By grace when this life's passed.