Abandoning Ship!

“Dad, I’m not at all sure I can follow you any longer in your simple Christian faith’ stated the clergyman’s son when he returned from the university for holidays with a fledgling scholar’s assured arrogance. The father’s black eyes skewered his son, who was ‘lost,’ as C.S. Lewis put it ‘in the invincible ignorance of…

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Song For Natalie

My way forward is always about going deeper into God’s love for me. Deeper into God’s heart, deeper into union and communion with Him. I’m walking the road to claiming my identity as the Beloved of God. —Sharon Garlough Brown, Sensible Shoes “Wash me…” from the dust of dreams, Of sorrow’s song with iron bars…

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Cleansing Stream ~ (New Song #12)

Oh Cleansing Stream how fresh and free, That flows and flows from Calvary’s tree. My Savior then! My Shepherd now! Come rescue me—oh Purity’s Stream. Unto Yourself, oh take me… hide, Forever ‘neath Your crystal tide. Wash my heart from lies and pain, Refresh… revive my soul again! ~~~ Oh Cleansing Stream… Come flow through me, Make…

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Giving Thanks This Yuletide

When contemplating what to say, of poem, or prayer on Yuletide day. I went directly to my King. I said, “What message should I bring…” “… to carry burden—ease each heart—to lessen pain and hope restart? What words to make the weary sing?” He said, “Give thanks in EVERYTHING!” “In every thing?” was shocked reply.…

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“Answers From A Cross” (New Song #11)

In all this darkness there is a light, A song from God, sung in the “night.” “Where is God!” some men demand. “Where was His, mighty, omnipotent hand?”   Devastation from stormy blast… Stricken faces—still aghast. “Where is God…” their whispered plea. “Doesn’t He care? Doesn’t He see?” ~~~ “How could He care—and look away?”…

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The Warrior

NEW SONG #7 Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Song of Solomon 8:5 (verse 1) Oh, Abba! What words can I write To sing new songs of sweetest praise? To tell of victories in the night And how a victor’s shout is raised? Who is this? Her brow so…

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Seasons

~~~ Father—Creation that you’ve made! Spring’s sweet buds, and Summer’s glade; Pumpkin’s orange in Fall’s bright pallet, Forest’s sleep ‘neath Winter’s mallet… ~~~ Your seasons teach me lessons stern; Lessons that, I needs, must learn; That all year ’round — these changes show, I must change if I’m to grow! ~~~ Why do I fight it? Fists clenched tight……

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Golden Wings

I used to think so long ago “I am a worm and very low” I could not see nor understand, This destiny—with plans so grand! ~~~ But here we are! (You ‘n me…) We’re skimming clouds—bold and free! I’ve wings to fly, to sail, to go… I’m soaring now—beyond rainbows! ~~~ Dancing up among the…

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The Moment

  The call has  come from Spirit’s flow, Up to the rainbow tops to go. Cocoon breaks its last restricting hold… As moonbeams shimmer on wings of gold. ~~~ A moment now—to understand, That darkened cell was sacred plan; To make me into “vessel” new, With messages—not for a few… ~~~ Oh, no! This plan…

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