God says, “Come, My Children”

As night lifts the iron curtain Flora brightens as the rain begins Blooms of white, pink and yellow Robins and chickadees share their morning bellows Life continues As we face a battle we worry we will lose God says through the plague Come back, my children, come and stay I have made you My home … Continue reading God says, “Come, My Children”

We Are Watchmen

So much sin God sees the mess we are in Spirit hovers Clouds of witnesses cover He assigns watchmen Those strengthened to do His work therein If the trumpet sounds His people shall gather round Heed His teaching Ever believing God’s will Is for us to be still And know He is Lord of all … Continue reading We Are Watchmen

The Rain and Prayer

Good morning, sisters and brothers, readers and writers, mothers and fathers, children of the Most High God, God leading me to post here as often as possible. His message to you, His chosen people. He wants as many outlets as possible. I am still praying, asking for His leading to grow the outlets which I … Continue reading The Rain and Prayer

Let’s Pray Through

Oh when our hearts sing It is only from the joy He brings Sky painted blue Puffy clouds sprawled over you Spring whispers Can you hear? All what's dead Comes to life just as He said All the broken molded through fire Children playing … God's power granting their soul desire Are you living in … Continue reading Let’s Pray Through

Just to be in His Presence

Within four silent walls Dull ache Magnifies the sultry call Self-pity Lonley A tearful litany   The naggy But so fleshfully satisfying Why me?   Lord, what did I do Wrong? How did I hurt You? Shhhh Silence speaks Shhhh His still small voice comes in subtle power, never meek   There in the hot … Continue reading Just to be in His Presence

Our Jackson

"Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes" (James 4:14). ~ Thick Dense None of this is making sense   Foggy faith Where's the rain? God, clear the clutter in my brain!   Our son A … Continue reading Our Jackson

Blessed are Those Who Believe

There is no rest for the wicked Blood bubbles beneath their fingernails There is no rest for the wicked When evil plans succeed, natural consequences avail The wicked don't sleep They steep Secret in their sin Rationalizing they have a right to take others as victims God says He protects the oppressed Jesus came in … Continue reading Blessed are Those Who Believe