I sit and am amazed,
How wondrous God must be!
To create such a masterpiece,
And then share it with me!
I close my eyes in the sunlight,
Let it bathe my face in love,
What an amazing Father,
Who watches from above.
Birds sing of His majesty,
Butterflies show His care.
Flowers tease my senses,.
God has written His love everywhere.
And I wonder who can be so blind
To simply look and not see
God's fingerprint in a turtle
And His signature on a tree.

Sometimes God says no,
And we must smile through tears.
We must carry on,
And let go of our fears.
No matter what the reason.
We must accept His will.
God is a loving Father,
This too is loving still.
Sometimes what God sends,
Falls down upon us like rain,
But hidden there is joy,
Amid the thundering pain.
Sometimes what we receive
Makes no sense to our human eyes.
But we must listen with our heart
And not listen to selfish lies.
Sometimes a no is yes,
In ways we do not understand.
So Lord I accept your answer,
And cling to Your hand.

Lessons From a Tree

There is so much to learn from a simple tree!
Send down deep roots to hold one fast.
Lift up your arms towards the sky.
Everything changes, nothing can last.
Put back for lean and wanting times.
Let go of things we do not need.
Relax and know you will survive.
Take care to root out every weed.
This is a lesson I must learn,
From such a wise old tree.
That one can bend without a break,
And ties that bind still make one free.

Spring Sunrise

The ground is wet.
The cool air sweet,
Birds are singing,
Today is a treat
The world is awakening,
All is quiet and still,
Soon there will be children stirring
With bellies to fill
There is breakfast to fix,
And coffee to brew.
But for now dear Lord
It is just me and You.
Gentle my spirit,
Show me the way
Guide my steps throughout this day.

Time moves swiftly
Like a river
Flowing away from us
What comes comes.
I wait calmly
Knowing only
That what HE wills
Will be.
God give me strength.
God give me patience.
Help me accept
What flows my way.
Like a feather in the wind
Must my soul be.
Flown where ever HE chooses
Making no complaint.
Resisting nothing.
God hold me,
Teach me,
To hold to nothing except you.

One timid little Jonquil
Roused his head today.
Peaking out sleepily
Wanting the sun to play.
It cheered my frozen spirits.
Reminded me Spring would appear
That soon such floral beauty
Would replace this winter drear.
Such an amazing little message
Such a precious sight to see.
God sent this little flower
To show His love for me.

Still your tongue,
Close your external ears,
And listen only with your soul.
Can you hear it?
Do you feel the pulse?
Lent has come,
And we are beckoned forward.
Forward we must go,
Into His waiting arms.
He calls us to fast,
To repent, to pray,
But mostly He calls us
To love, to serve,to be His arms
To all who need Him.
We are His voice,
We are His hands,
We must be His people
Listen, Love, Live,
Choose life this Lent.