
God resides in our hearts, steering us toward an ever-fixed mark.
From Proverbs 16:9: “The human mind plans the way, but the Lord directs the steps.”
David Jeremiah (born 1941) is an American pastor and Christian author.

God resides in our hearts, steering us toward an ever-fixed mark.
From Proverbs 16:9: “The human mind plans the way, but the Lord directs the steps.”
David Jeremiah (born 1941) is an American pastor and Christian author.
From Psalm 85:8-9: “Let me hear what God the Lord will speak, for He will speak peace to His people, to His faithful, to those who turn to Him in their hearts. Surely His salvation is at hand for those who fear Him, that His glory may dwell in our land.”

Uncertain darkness
Surrounds me this day
Humbly take a knee
Bowing now to pray
Prayers calling God
Remain unhurried
Unanswered questions
Never be worried
Christ’s teachings feed thee
With the bread of life
This eternal gift
Blessings without strife
Lord of life and love
He feeds and frees all
Through His Holy Word
Never builds a wall
Allow me to pause
God prods thee along
Hearing His questions
Answers make me strong
God everlasting
Faith remains with thee
Through life’s harsh chaos
Calming stormy seas

From Romans 10:10-13: “ For one believes with the heart and so is justified, and one confesses with the mouth and so is saved. The scripture says, ‘No one who believes in Him will be put to shame.’ For there is no distinction between Jew and Greek; the same Lord is Lord of all and is generous to all who call on Him. For, ‘Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.'”
Originally published September, 2020.

For outlandish creatures like us, on our way to a heart, a brain, and courage, Bethlehem is not the end of our journey but only the beginning–not home but the place through which we must pass if ever we are to reach home at last.
From Luke 2:13-14: “And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace among those whom he favors!'”
Frederick Buechner (1926-2022) was an American pastor, Christian theologian, and author. His writings were published in 39 books, which included several different genres.

Each year follows another
Memories flowing downhill
Some filled with only sadness
Others sketched with joyful thrills
Another sunrise knocking
“Father Time” never slows down
Blessed to be alive, Amen!
One more day, praises go round
Sometimes days feel like winter
Overwhelmed with sky of gray
Other days waken to spring
Youthfulness wanting to play
Daily lessons in patience
Treasures come from smallest gifts
Appetite filled with sweetness
Road ahead, free of snowdrifts
Sunset wraps up one more day
Nightly dreams forever seek
Thankful for every blessing
Journey’s perseverance speaks

Most precious union
Trusted journey of marriage—
Love expressed each day

Treasured daily gift
Twin hearts always together—
Love’s refreshing breath

Couple sharing joy
Transforming experience—
Harmony’s grace sings



Any fool can make something complicated. It takes a genius to make it simple.
It’s a folk singer’s job to comfort disturbed people and to disturb comfortable people.
Woody Guthrie (1912-1967) was an American folk singer and songwriter.

New season dawning
Reaching out for change
Darkness now leaving
Feeling fresh exchange
Transitions welcome
Embracing hope’s light
Every new blessing
Welcoming headlights
Tomorrow waiting
Catching future’s scent
Morning shares rebirth
Gathering ascent
New landscape ahead
Moving from home base
Confidence growing
Walking with bold pace
This season finished
Looking for next one
Each day holds promise
Enjoying life’s run


Life must not be a novel that is given to us, but one that is made by us.
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
Novalis was the pen name for Georg Philipp Friedrich Freiherr von Hardenberg (1772-1801). He was a German novelist, philosopher, and poet. He became best known for his mystical and philosophical writings.

Waking up on cold, frigid, winter morn
Looking like snowy storms, soon to be born
Pulling warm covers over this bare head
Let’s fast forward to new season instead
Always dreaming with bigness every night
Never alone, tasting perfect delight
Traveling ahead to hot summer day
Feeling urge to jump up, shouting to say
Has one ever seen more beautiful sky?
Sensational, unblemished blue so high
Treasure State’s journey, mines purest pleasures
Opening saddlebag, full of treasures
Shining high above, fullest sun in view
Sharing smiles with heavens, always be true
Western hospitality, comes this way
Be sure to come back, as we always say
From warmest hearts, joy overflows with grace
Montana’s Big Sky, lifetime’s “Last Best Place”
This poem reworks the theme from a previously published poem from 2019. The much-improved verses were inspired by the 1990 publication of The Last Best Place: A Montana Anthology. Through eight chapters and over 800 pages, the works of numerous Montana authors can be read. Each illustrates the unique way of life and history found in Montana’s Big Sky Country.





Seeking
Father’s door
Hiding in darkness
Overcome with shameful sin
Finding

Finding
Father’s door
Replacing selfish motives
Approach with sincere humbleness
Knocking

Knocking
Father’s door
Releasing earthy idols
Transformed heart, knocking again
Opening
