God's Plan

God's Plan

What God has planned will come about.

Whether it includes you or leaves you out.

He will do just as He plans and please.

His purpose still remains, from it you can flee!

One way or another God will perform His will.

You can decide to be a part of His plan and yield,

Or He will choose someone else to carry it out.

His plan will be done, there's no doubt!

He is Almighty, The Great I Am,

Father, Son and Holy Spirit, The Trinity

And the Holy Lamb.

The Coach

The Coach

The Coach encourages not to quit.

Giving all you can, with your best,

No excuses to quit and sit.

All you've learned will be put to test.

Don't give into doubts of thinking.

Depend on His strength and power,

Don't let your faith go to stinking.

He's there in the need of thee hour.

Winning battle game is in sight.

Open your blinded eyes and look.

He is in the midst of your fight.

It's written in the “Rule Book.”

Going beyond what your eyes see

Your hope is in what god will give.

Be stronger in faith and believe,

Or you're not playing in His will.

Look beyond all your obstacles

and See opportunities.

Don't lack to see the miracles,

Seeing beyond all destinies.

The Coach plans for us to be first

Not playing to be second best.

Fighting for everyone of us,

Never stop and settle for less.

Over-Flowing Presence

Over-Flowing Presence

God has put a creative nature in my fingers.

It is His presence in me that stays and lingers.

His creative powers overflow through me.

It amazes me to look at His work and see,

Just how He moves the paint brush in my hand.

And ideas and thoughts I don't think or understand.

How I manage to do things I do not know how.

I stand in awe of Him and overwhelmed with Wow!

Just a willing clean vessel for Him to work through,

It's all the Lord needs, whether it be me or you.

A Man's Heart

A Man's Heart

A man's heart who can know it?

It's fickle with fits.

Often times it just forgets

Alone, ponders and sits.

Often broken, torn apart.

The heart has no thoughts.

It easily can be caught,

And many times even bought.

It can be empty or filled,

Hot, warm, cold or chilled.

Have moments of being thrilled

And is lovingly skilled.

Yet, can hold anger and rage.

Feel fenced in and caged.

Be compassionate engaged.

Turn fiery red to ice beige.

The heart is lost in how to feel,

Needing what is real.

Nothing in this world will yield.

Yes, man's heart only God can fill.

What Lies Between

What Lies Between

A place of uncertainty never seen,

And a walk through the unknown.

What is it that lies between?

It's intriguing to travel the ground I've not gone.

The path is vague and unclear.

I feel my heart's rapid beats.

I'm eager to go, not minding my fears.

Fighting the urge of defeat.

Being alone, by myself

I venture out into this excitement.

Need I have anyone else

In finding such delightment?

My heart and mind disagree to say yes.

My mind is alert knowing best.

My heart is weak, I confess,

Seldom in agreement, I do detest.

My heart needs strength and guidance

Listening to mind's debate.

In disobedience and defiance

My heart's not willing to wait.

Beating stronger, my heart gives way

To intriguing sounds that call out my name.

Over what my mind will say,

Serious, it's not a game!

Now horror and built day deep in these walls.

I'm lost and can't find my way.

Dark and cold echoing calls.

I need a guide and a plan to obey.

I know Lord, You are willing

Yet, waiting is difficult.

Circumstances are dreadfully chilling.

My heart sorrows in insult

Venturing without The Guide.

Its a difficult and a costly trip.

Coming to You I confide,

Hold my hand, so I won't slip.

Cloud Formations

Cloud Formations

As I lay back on the ground,

I watch clouds move and form.

White fluffy swans and circus clowns,

Sometimes they look frazzle and worn.

Monkeys and puppy dogs that never whine,

Dragons and kitty cat faces

Moving as they go leaving behind

Lions and bears in their places.

I my mind I make up stories

For each cloud formation in the sky.

They take my thoughts and worries

Giving me quite an imagination to fly.

Devoted Life

                                                        

To bear the name of Jesus, I declare...

To love Him and gladly share.

It's my privilege above all

To answer and follow when He calls.

Not to glory in myself, or what I do.

It's not about me, or who's who.

It is all about God, the Almighty One.

Nothing here under the sun!

So, I devote myself to Him alone,

Because of His greatness and love He has shown.

Everyday Storms

Everyday Storms

Everyday airplanes filled with people

Are flying high above building steeples.

No one ask about the pilot's skills.

They just sit back and enjoy the thrills.

In a major storm no one questions.

No one even makes a suggestion.

Has he ability to land the plane

Through lightening and thunderstorm's great rains?

People just buckle up and conform.

They ride quietly through life's major storms.

What's your plan during troubles and strife?

Whose taking you through these storms of life?

Will you question, who is in control?

Will you be concerned whose hand you hold?

Are you assured, having perfect peace?

In everyday storms will your fears cease?

Do you know your Pilot's perfect skills

Flying you safely into His will?

In My Mind

In My Mind

Feeling free and young as a child

In my mind I am rather wild!

While kicking my heels together,

I imagine I'm quite clever.

I can run as fast as the wind

Going places I've never been.

Climbing higher into the sky,

I kiss the ground a quick good bye.

I can jump over tall fences,

Just as well as old park benches.

I can throw sticks so very far,

And drive one-hundred in my car.

I can do much using these skills,

But only my mind is fulfilled.

With imaginations and dreams

A Self-Made Man

A Self-Made Man 

"I'm a self-made man," he began to explain.

He began to tell us, he couldn't refrain.

He was proud and pleased as he spoke of himself.

His chest puffed out, He turned his head right then left.

He was making sure we all understood.

His self sufficiency was his manhood.

No credit was given to His Creator.

He displayed himself as a one man theater.

As I looked up and down of this prideful man.

I knew he would never see or understand.

A self-made man just isn't built very well.

Inferior materials from a marked down sale.

Thrown together all too quickly,

And without God's help, I think a bit sickly.

When inspection takes place, what will he say?

No approval seal, no call for delays.

The foundation that's laid is totally wrong.

Faulty power source that doesn't belong.

He will surly fall, this self made kind of man.

He built himself entirely with the wrong plan.

Miss-Matched Tea Cups

Miss-Matched Tea Cups

So delicate each with a pretty design.

There were none that matched, not two of any kind.

Obviously from broken shattered used sets.

Pushed outside and out of way, where all forgets.

Examining each individual tea cup.

Up to the brilliant light, I held them close up.

Now, each little tea cup was perfectly whole.

They just needed my willing fingers to hold.

Like so many of our bodies have survived,

We're so perfect and whole, yet unsatisfied.

Just needing someone to notice our deep need.

To want to hold and love us respectfully.

YOU

YOU

Through disappointments, tragedies and sorrow

I see more misery with each tomorrow.

Pain burns cold deep down inside my very heart.

Bitterness has taken root and won't depart.

Longing for a moment when feeling is gone.

I can't let go, I really want to hang on.

It's destroying me with every thought of you.

The hurt I bury inside, is what I do.

It's mean and hateful, clouding my heart and mind.

I lay down and yet find no peace of any kind.

Why do you still linger to kill what is left?

I hurt so much and can't think of anyone else.

So drained and empty from loving or passion.

It's cruel, leaving me with angered compassion.

Just forgiving you would be letting you go.

So, to hold on, I die inside very slow!

Spiritually Wiggly

Spiritually Wiggly

“Oh woe is me, I cry and whine.

My light won't even shine.

Distracted by stuff so easily.

I'm feeling spiritually wiggly.

Facing all these huge giants,

And knowing I've been defiant.

I'm am an emotional mess.

Please Lord, touch me and bless.

Such intense dislike for myself,

And everyone right and left.

I'm feeling spiritually wiggly!

Anxieties are making me dizzy.

Useless, worn and broken,

To You, I've hardly spoken.

My attitude needs some help.

It's been so long since I've slept.

I'm feeling spiritually wiggly.

Thinking of my self, so piggly!

Suffering form spiritual neglect.

Emptiness I reflect.

Help me to want you more,

And Your word not to ignore.

I feel beaten down and used.

Oh, please Lord, don't refuse.

I'm not just being stupid or silly.

I'm feeling spiritually wiggly.

Two Rooms

Two Rooms

Deep in your heart there are two rooms.

One filled with joy and happiness, the other with gloom.

Positive or negative thoughts about your spouse.

Are in these two rooms that you house.

The grateful room of appreciation,

or the hateful room of depreciation.

Encouragement and thoughtfulness of your mate.

Or, frustrations and disappointments that you debate.

One of these rooms you visit often and can't wait.

Remembering things that you sort and date.

Some loving memories and others full of hate.

You know why you enjoy visiting these places.

Is it the expressions you see in each other faces?

Full of smiles or filled with guile?

Which room will you visit for awhile?

In one your relationship will flourish and grow.

And the other will be bitter and cold.

One you have placed wonderful things.

And in the other, resentment you bring.

Your marriage will henge upon the room you choose.

Be careful...in one you will loose!

Your marriage will be in ruins and break.

Because you kept adding to heartaches.

Love knows not to visit in there.

It chooses the best and believes with care.

It focuses on the positive things to share.

To increase the room of appreciation

And decrease the room of depreciation.

Deep in your heart there are two rooms.

By which one will you be consumed?

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Alone?

Gone, you are

So very far.

Empty I feel,

Time stands still.

Quietness overtakes,

Every minute awake.

Sleepless nights,

Waiting for daylight.

Finding purpose, my own

All reasons gone.

Shadows appear,

Remembering you here.

It's not the same.

I call your name.

No answer I hear,

Alone I fear.

A small voice inside,

“I will abide.”

Alone, I'm not.

I almost forgot.

A sudden smile,

My heart revives.

Because of this voice,

I can rejoice!

GROWING TOGETHER

Our two hearts were broken, we explained.

Our hearts grew together as one, and ceased the pain.

A HUG

Two arms wrapped in an embrace.

Gentle hugs of loving affection.

A mark in my memory I retrace,

Where two hearts made a physical connection.

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Worn Beauty?

A Woman of fine beauty rejoices.

Glory, honor, and praise are her choices.

God has clothed her in white purity

And virtue with meekness and dignity.

Bright shining jewels are righteously adorned,

And sincere are her words, rightfully formed.

She springs forth as a bud fully in bloom,

For she has planned ahead for the bridegroom.

A woman full of self has no beauty.

Only of her desires, she pays duty.

She dishonors her jewels upon her neck.

Torn, worn and dirty her garments reflect.

Angry words are strong and harsh that she speaks.

Foolishly her own gain is all she seeks.

Lingering smells of death, darkness and gloom,

Branded so unworthy for the bridegroom.

Prayer:

"Heavenly Father, forgive us when we have not walked in Your ways.   Remove from us our selfishness and set our priorities in order.  Keep us holy and fit for your return. Give us Your joy in the midst of difficult times. Help us to keep our garments cleaned and not dirty from being in worldly desires. Lord, if we could just focus on the groom, and not be consumed with other things that the evil one of this world allures us to.  May we set our face and our desires of our hearts to serve You with our whole being as we wait expectantly for that glorious wedding day. 
Amen, and in the name of Jesus, Amen."

An Open Book

You are an open book.

God watches, sees and looks.

Maybe you're a closed book,

Sitting high on a nook.

Look inside for yourself.

Why you've been on the shelf.

Are your words crooked, blurred

And often they are slurred?

Have you any substance at all?

Are you empty and raw?

Have you been picked and read

Or, dusty, left as dead?

Are People reading you?

Are your lines straight and true?

Is reading your words good,

easily understood?

Do you hear people say,

Put that one far away?”

Don't bother reading it,

Because it is not fit.

Does your written pages

Point to God in stages?

It should be well written,

Easy read, not hidden.

Available at all times.

Co-authored and not mine.

We are to make God shine,

with every written line.

To write a better book;

People do watch and look.

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PRAYER

Oh God, this so scary! To think I'm being looked at,

read page by page, maybe even discarded 

or not even picked up and read.

Help me to write a better book, 

and may my heart contain a great story

for You Glory!

In Jesus' name, Amen!

II Corinthians 3:2-3

"You are our epistle written in our hearts, known and read of all men. For as much as you are manifestly declared to be the epistle of Christ ministered by us, written not with ink, but with the Spirit of the Living God; not in tables of stone, but in fleshy tables of the heart."

On Eagle's Wings

I have carried you on eagle's wings,

To keep you safe from many things.

High above the rocky cliff,

I have brought you unto Myself.

Where you were, I swooped down low,

Away from a treacherous road.

Showing you my never-ending love.

I the Master Designer from above.

I glide with mighty ease,

Caring for you, as I please.

I hold you in my strong grip,

Keeping you safe on the trip.

Relax now, you are in my care.

I have much with you, to share.

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Prayer

Lord most Holy, may we look to You for guidance and strength to keep a pure heart. I thank You for Your Presence in our daily lives.  The way You keep us safe, and Your ways are perfect in caring.  I thank you for your presence and your never-ending love. Please continue to be our guard, protector and defender keeping us safe from the evil one of this world. Teach us Your ways and may we be willing to learn.   
Amen, and in the name of Jesus, Amen.

I See Him

It feels like I'm walking on air,

Holding a hand, because you care.

Observing creatures as we walk,

And of their designed ways we talk.

Lizards, lady bugs, frogs and birds.

Neither can speak a single word,

But, in all God's creatures He's heard.

Even rain fall, heavy or light,

Mountain tops, beautiful in height.

The one holding my hand tells me,

“The Father creates all of these.”

God is so good, I think and smile.

Then, His rainbow will stay awhile.

Through my eyes I see everywhere,

His creation is here and there.

But I know He is really true

As we walk, I see Him in you!

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Deuteronomy 6:5-7 "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength.....You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down and when you rise up."

Prayer   
Father of heaven, earth and of my heart, I pray that we become more like You. Give us a full heart to love you totally, with our entire being.  Then, may we share  with our children, and our grandchildren from a full heart that overflows into their lives. More importantly, that they see You living in us. Praises from a shared heart. Amen, and in Jesus' name, Amen.

David's Prayer

 Psalms 18-21 – Summary

Praise to My Lord, the Almighty One.

I sing with gladness for all He has done.

He has filled my heart with great joy.

And, I know I am His forevermore.

He is all I need in this life of mine.

Always with me, never left behind.

I pray to God for constant help.

And my very being is safe and kept.

He is mighty and worthy of praise.

So with my song, my voice I raise.

The Lord has rewarded me for doing right

And in my darkness He brought light.

I give Him all glory for what I do.

Because without Him, I have no clue.

He has given me all and made me great.

In me are His mighty traits.

Praise I sing to the Rock, My Salvation.

I'll let my voice be heard to every nation.

I will continue to sing praises to Your name.

Your unfailing love is always the same.

Even the work of Your design

Give You glory and honor undefined.

Your handiwork is everywhere.

For all people to see and share.

It too, shows Your glory without a word.

All so great, I've seen and I've heard.

Your law is right and true.

I want to be pleasing Lord to You.

The very Redeemer of my soul

The truth, yet to unfold.

I pray to God that He hears your cries.

To keep you from all harm and lies.

To be your strength and your help.

And your offerings, He will accept.

May He give you the desires of your heart.

And, from His word, you will not depart.

I pray that He answers when you call,

And that He'll be your all in all.

Boast of Him in all that you do.

Believe not in anything else, especially you!

I rejoice and shout with joy more and more.

Because the Lord loves me and does not ignore.

Eternal blessings are mine from day to day.

I walk in His presence all along the way.

He delights in good and evil He does not.

My soul is filled with music and song a lot.

Celebrating His mighty acts.

My heart, spirit and soul reacts!

I love You Lord,

more and more!

King David

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The Psalms are full of praise and here King David shares his faithful, praising heart to the Lord. God alone is worthy, and most deserving of our whole hearted praise. His works and His creation of the world are wonderful and marvelous. From season to season give Him whole hearted praise.  He is gracious and full of compassion and true to His covenant.  He is the Lord of the harvest, ever giving from His abundance..  Holy and most reverend is He, and our Praise should acknowledge it. His praise endures forever.

Lord of the Harvest

Prayer

God and Lord of my life, let not my heart be silent nor quite.  Let praises spring forth to You with my every part: in song, in prayer, in dance, in my complete daily living, with my whole heart! Amen

In Jesus' name, Amen...with all PRAISE.

Behold The Artist at Work

Behold the Artist at work.

He paints a thousand different skies.

He gets ready each child, for birth.

He knows the depth of each Ocean and where it lies.

He molds every soul that comes to Him.

Giving out gracious gifts to His children.

He's the Master Designer for each of them.

He takes His brush, and blots out their sin.

He never stops His work of design and art.

Behold the Great Artist is at work.

His work coming straight from His heart!

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God Knows Your Heart...He's The Creator!

We may look like one thing, and not be it at all. We may deceive others, however, we know when we lie and do not say the truth. More so, God is wise and knows our heart, our inner being He looks beyond your service.  He knows our minds, our hearts and our true nature.  Not all men that say I know God, knows Him.  We walk in darkness with a cold heart, deceiving no one, especially God, The Creator!

Prayer  

"Heavenly Father, forgive us when we have not walked in all Your ways. Remove from us any selfishness, and help us put our priorities in order. Give us joy in our heart, even in the midst of problems and storms of life. Lord, cause the desires of our heart to serve You, The Creator of All.

Teach us to serve You with our whole being. Amen, In Jesus' name, Amen."

A Shepherd's Love

A Shepherd with a pure heart,

Guides his sheep with sure hand.

Considering his call a fine art,

Knowing that others don't understand.

He knows each sheep by their name,

And the image of each face.

They know his gentle voice just the same

And his gentle touch of love and grace.

He keeps them safe 'cause he cares

While they stay close to his side.

He is attentive and much aware.

Cautious of the unknown as he guides.

Happy are his little sheep.

Their keeper is always near.

They have no fear of going to sleep.

Nor, playing with the one that's so dear.

Pastures of wonder delight.

The Shepherd watches and thinks.

They're protected in the warm sunlight.

With waters of pleasures and to drink.

His flock is his family.

Blessed to have such a deep love.

Holds each one like the Shepherd above.

Close to his heart, where they want to be.

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          When you know, really know that God is God, a new heart and a new Spirit is placed inside the body of flesh, just like the Shepherd's.  A heart and Spirit that can and will desire a daily, moment by moment communion with Him!

          It will not be cold, hard and indifferent, but will beat with passion and pure love.  It will sing and not be sorrowful.  It will not be quite, but will resound with joy and obedience. Then, "You shall know that I Am the Lord!"  Just as the sheep knows the Shepherd, and desires to be with him. They are secure and save in His presence.  

Joy Sapping Worries

Joy sapping worries...

Too many snow flurries.

Scared of finishing last,

Or being the town's outcast.

Going totally broke,

Keeping up with city folk.

Joy sapping worries are no joke.

Joy sapping worries...

Having to rise so early.

Being the new kid on the block.

Ticking sounds of the clock,

Lay offs at work

And putting up with jerks.

Joy sapping worries...

Horn blowers in a hurry,

Illnesses of this earthly life,

Wars, terrorism and strife.

Fear of failure and rejection,

the IRS collection.

Joy sapping worries, there's no affection.

Joy sapping worries...

boys being too girly.

Insecurity, doubts and fears.

No one listens, non one hears,

There's no love any more

And too many chores.

Joy sapping worries, no one adores.

Joy sapping worries...

My eyes going blurry.

Scared of the swine flu,

Economy fare ups and calamity too.

Threats and global warming,

Heart attacks so alarming.

Joy sapping worries...

Bad hair day, its too curly,

someone is dying

and everyone is crying.

Plans are all gone.

Joy sapping worries, leave me alone!

2/20/2010

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Get rid of worries and sorrow of heart. (Ecclesiastes 11:10) Rejoice and let your heart be filled with joy, the jumping up kind of joy.  Joy that brings rejoicing, praise and dancing of the heart. God looks upon the heart, not the appearance of the outside, so get rid of all that stuff that leaves you carrying around so much "heart hurt" and sorrow that it is going to burst!

Prayer: God, keep us with a rejoicing heart, and take away evil from us.  Be our strength and help us let go of all sorrows and burdens of our hearts.  In Jesus' name, Amen.

Poured Out From The Heart

This woman poured out all she had

for her precious Jesus and Lord.

Her thankful heart contained much

gratitude and so much more.

Filled, she emptied herself

and gave the best that she had.

She held nothing back, not even the scorn

and ridicule of others saying she was bad.

God moved her and guided

the direction of her heart.

She gave her gift of her belonging

and of herself, all not part.

Jesus said it would be a memorial,

a memory to see.

She ministered whole heartily

to the Christ to be!

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Monster Within

What we allow in our heart really matters!
What's in our heart is only what we can give out.
What we feed the heart, so grows the heart.

MONSTER WITHIN

Slow fade...and it begins to start.

First in my mind, then my heart. 

It comes out in my hands,

And my feet where I stand.

From God I've pulled far away,

Following my own desire day after day.

I've been enticed and did not know.

Just a quick look while on the go.

Then, I just simply reached and touched.

The desire has grown way too much.

It just grew from a very small thought.

Full blown sin is now what I've got.

Well, I've rationalized it.

You see, it won't hurt me, not one bit.

I'm pretty comfortable, I think I am!

No! Giving into my flesh to death, I'm damned.

How do I kill this "Monster" of sin?

It's living deep down inside, within!

Easy...STOP feeding it again and again.