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.