Monday Memories: Breaking Free

From Psalm 31:3-4:  “You are indeed my rock and my fortress; for your name’s sake lead me and guide me, take me out of the net that is hidden for me, for you are my refuge.”

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Crying out from devilish wasteland

Surrounded by desert’s empty sand

Caught, tangled in sin’s deceptive net

Buried under life’s heaviest debt

 

Captured by evil’s sly temptations

Confined to cellblock’s harsh reception

Engulfed by relentless guilt and shame

Throwing key away, dimming life’s flame

 

Praying to Holy Father above

Singing of His steadfast, faithful love

Seeking His mercy in valley’s distress

How will life move forward, from this mess?

 

Coming to life’s rescue, Jesus Christ

Accepting His grace, He pays full price

Breaking free from sin’s ongoing grip

Sailing on Spirit’s armored flagship

 

Exiting darkest, shame-filled prison

Beholding blood-stained Cross, He’s Risen!

Remaking character, with each day

Walking with Jesus, never shall stray

 

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From Psalm 18:1-2:  “I love you, O Lord, my strength.  The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer, my God, my rock in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.”

Originally published February, 2021.

Flowing with Tears

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As children

Playing board games

Innocence sparkles

Without igniting flames

 

Daily joy

Nourishing trust

Every hour brightens

Happiness never rusts

 

World ignores

Destroying hope

Daylight now darkens

War viewed through every scope

 

Man’s nature

Mapping each clash

Nations torn apart

Battlefields burned to ash

 

Future doubts

Flowing with tears

Children’s hearts saddened

Tomorrow’s constant fears

 

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Faithful Persistence

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More shadows of silence

Light hidden at high tide

Overlapped with mystery

Waiting, tomorrow’s blindside

 

Each unique human trait

Some filled with brilliant light

Others covered in darkness

One choice strengthens in flight

 

Embers from steadfast light

Arriving at low tide

Covered with hope’s lasting peace

No longer with saddened eyes

 

Today’s filtering voice

Gentleness coming forth

Praises all filled with goodness

Compass treasures light’s true north

 

Tomorrow’s joy arrives

Without any delay

Time’s faithful persistence

Welcomed light of grace now stays

 

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Monday Memories: Night

From Colossians 1:13-14 “He has rescued us from the power of darkness and transferred us into the kingdom of His beloved Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.”

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From the Creator, comes the day’s light

Why then, is there perpetual night?

 

Sin-filled darkness, traverses borders

Nations breathing endless disorders

 

Not a single country shall be spared

Few if any, seem ready . . . prepared

 

Partisan turmoil ignites unrest

Another sleepless night, minus rest

 

Social illness parks at each corner

Past ills, leaving many a mourner

 

Violence, injustice never pause

Out of this gloom, marches a new cause

 

Shroud of night’s blackness, tearing apart

Light conquers night, crashing our Lord’s heart

 

Blood-stained Cross, now-empty tomb proclaim

Son of Man, Son of God lights new flame 

 

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From Revelation 22:5:  “And there will be no more night; they need no light of lamp or sun, for the Lord God will be their light, and they will reign forever and ever.”

Originally published January, 2021.

Gifts from Darkness

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Autumn’s fading pulse

Winter’s joy arrives

Bearing gifts from darkness

Morning’s sky alive

 

Welcome transition

Wood stove’s warmth alive

Sharing gifts from darkness

Morning’s peace high-five

 

Clearest eastern sky

Alarm clock shows five

Yielding gifts from darkness

Morning’s grace now thrives

 

Crisp winter sunrise

Treasured light now thrives

Raising gifts from darkness

Morning’s spirit drives

 

Clouds moving away

Distant light shall drive

Bearing gifts from darkness

Morning’s breath survives

 

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Rescued

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Buried among seeds of darkness

Fragile ember of light

Fractured so long ago

Breathing without hope this night

 

Surrounded by hidden shadows

Life searches for its peace

Emptied of hopeful thoughts

Whispering pain won’t decrease

 

Overwhelmed by hope’s icy breath

Tomorrow’s missing voice

Captured by someone else

Drifting, without any choice

 

Comforted by nurturing peace

Spirit scatters each cloud

Rescued by tender light

Trusting hope, darkness unplowed

 

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Monday Memories: Without Faith

From Hebrews 11:6:  “And without faith it is impossible to please God, for whoever would approach Him must believe that He exists and that He rewards those who seek Him.”

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Living without faith

Never pleasing to God

Scripture grows musty

Seeing life as a fraud

 

Lacking true knowledge

Missing God’s living Word

Whole heart feels empty

Running with the wrong herd

 

Callous attitude

Faith absent, lonesome walk

Mind unbelieving

AWOL from Shepherd’s flock

 

Holy Trinity

Faith’s long forgotten light

Father, Son, Spirit

Blessed angels take flight

 

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From Proverbs 3:5:  “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not rely on your own insight.”

Originally published December, 2020.

David Jeremiah Quote

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If you are in the midst of your own dark night, use the time wisely.  If there are tears, let them water the words you pour out to God, remembering that joy comes in the morning.

From Psalm 17:3:  “If You try my heart, if You visit me by night, if You test me, You will find no wickedness in me; my mouth does not transgress.”

David Jeremiah (born 1941) is an American pastor and Christian author.

Changing Lanes

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Endless days

Rain with cold

Clouding ways

Hidden folds

 

Journey’s road

Whispers heard

Bearing loads

Past unblurred

 

Rhythm’s pace

Patience calls

Giving chase

Freedom stalls

 

Darkness reigns

Future waits

Changing lanes

Freshens fate

 

Clouds depart

Sun arrives

Thawing heart

Full of drive

 

Outlook warms

Boldness shines

Leaving storm

Day looks fine

 

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William Gurnall Quote

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Faith is a plant that can grow in the shade, a grace that can find the way to heaven in a dark night.

From Psalm 17:3:  “If you try my heart, if you visit me by night, if you test me, you will find no wickedness in me; my mouth does not transgress.”

William Gurnall (1616-1679) was an English author and member of the Anglican clergy.