Wandering Girl

Wandering Girl
Photo by Easter Ellen

 

Wandering Girl

 

Broken and destitute, lost and gone

She wanders her way as she saunters along

 

Ignored and forgotten, who’s child is this

That once was a wee one who adored mother’s kiss

 

She breaks the heart of those she once knew

Then a beautiful girl, now broken and blue

 

What can I do to undo this oppression?

She is ruled by darkness, stuck in depression

 

Where can I turn when life leaves her behind?

Unnoticed, forgotten, spiritually blind

 

I pray for God’s mercy to draw her in tight

I pray that she’ll relent to Him and give up her fight

 

I pray for peace to embrace her poor, tortured soul

I pray for God’s blessing to see her once again whole

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Spring Refresh

Blossoms along the Humber River

Spring Refresh

Sweet sunlight, sweet moonlight
Caress on my face

The wind whispers softly
Spring’s sweet embrace
Kiss of the gentle breeze
Brushing my lips
Warmth of the mid-day
My worries eclipse
Sweet songs of birds
Play love in my ears
The sound of the ocean
Ebbing my fears
God’s love surrounds
As I greet the new day
Tender mercy refreshed
In this most tangible way

His Battle

His Battle

The battle that surrounds you is of spirit, not your own
I told you it is Mine and so it is

Rest in this secret place as you worship Me alone
Give unto Him that which is His

Though demons rage and beasts abound
On Me make your weary eyes gaze

My child you stand on Holy Ground
When with angels, you sing out My praise

My victory lies in weapons fashioned not by hand
The sword of the spirit yet is prayer

The battle of Jericoh was won by a band
The enemy fled as worship filled the air

You continue your worry, concerned for tomorrow
Not trusting in My perfect strength

My children all learn that their own path brings sorrow
I’m their redeemer no matter sin’s length

So stand up equiped to war your enemy’s attack
Be still and pick up your sword

Put on praise, truth and righteousness, to cover your back
This victory won, faith’s reward

Photo by Easter Ellen

Listen

Listen to the beauty that leads us on our way

Listen to the sunlight that guides us through our day

Listen to the trees as they direct us strong and true

Listen to the birds as their joy is shared for you

Listen to the flowers as they gaze with loving face

Listen… just listen and see God’s love in all His grace

 

The Lost Ones

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The Lost Ones

 

I reach My hand out to the poor, the needy and the ill

I reach My hand to the broken, to save them’s My will

 

Poor in spirit, faint of heart, I love one and all

My voice a gentile, prodding tone, it is to them I call

 

I ache to save the lost ones who I created with my Hand

I ache to draw them to Me, that their hearts would understand

 

I pour My love out like sweet oil, beckoning with my voice

I pour My heart out for their sake waiting to be their choice

 

I reign on high, I’m Lord of All, I’ve already won the battle

These souls are rightfully mine to take, not abandoned chattel

 

Spring’s Blessings

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Spring’s Blessings

If flowers could speak, what would they say?

They’d say they[re a smile from God on this day

The blanket of dew that shines in the morning

Bejewelled, it falls gently, sweetly adorning

The sweet spring wind that brushes your face

A whisper of mercy, a sigh of God’s grace

The song of a bird sings her delight

Blessing her listeners from morning to night

All hand made by God above

To bless you this day with His beauty and love

 

The Walk

 

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The Walk

 

At a tender age, barely eleven

I came to know God and a piece of Heaven

 

Summer surrounded me as I wandered along

The air abundant with cardinals songs

 

I was so touched by nature my heart swelled in delight

I stood in awe as a flock of geese took flight

 

The flowers were singing, the grass bejewelled

The birds drank their full where a puddle had pooled

 

Overwhelmed by the beauty of the clear, blue sky

I looked up above to Jesus on high

 

I said “thank You Lord” for all that He made

So very perfect,  and so there I prayed

 

His presence enraptured me, making me smile

I come to know He is real as I walked for that while