a crooked tree

You send the waves to knock me down, The rain you sent to soak me The lightning bolt to strike my crown The thorns to wound and choke me You send the sun -for some their strength, but others simply die from heat am I the soil unloved by you the dust beneath your feet…

A Thousand Roads

Has Thou deceived my heart That I may know Thy grace; Torn me apart To fill me with untainted praise Led me through the driest land Let me hunger deeply Haunted me with tender hands Which others felt so sweetly Has Thou deceived my trusting heart With truth i cannot conquer and years have gathered…

Just a little bit longer

I waited month after month to see that little pink line show up in the small plastic window. I stored soft blue booties in my top drawer to remind me to have faith. I begged God to give me a child, And he said, “Just a little bit longer” After my second child was born,…

That we might live

Lord sustain us by and by save and sow each tear we cry hold out your hand with crumbs of faith to feed our souls with saving grace carry us when our feet would fail and the path we walk is trimmed with nails hold us up when at once we fade when shame becomes…

Morning Prayer

A Morning Prayer Dear Lord God, Help me today, do Help me succeed, at the work I’m called to Put my hand to the plow, and my foot to the path May you cause me to obey, all that you ask May the fruit of my labors abound and increase and the past I can’t…

Less is More – what we truly need

I do not think the world needs more bibles, but men who are willing to read bibles. Not more books about  Jesus, but individuals desiring to live like him. We don't need more churches but more authentic worship . Not more knowledge but real wisdom and understanding. Not more cleanliness, but more holiness. Not more…

The King’s Return

Oh thirsty soul; with aching heart a longing, desperate, beating part; calling out, with pleading cries "how long art though to flee my bleeding eyes" how many days and nights, must I wait your return how much more patience , love and suffering must I learn, how many times must I die before I start…

His Name is Jesus

There is a man I used to know, I think his name is, Jesus He walked upon the land and sea I think his name is Jesus he spoke with words of God and man and healed the blind and lame He fed the sheep with his own hand and called each one by name…

If I could…

If I could breathe, just breathe Through every moment, every fear, every plan Then I would be, just be, Trusting you with every moment, every fear, Placing it in your hand, All the peace, just the peace Would wash me like a newborn babe And I could live, just live With joy and freedom every…