There is darkness…

DARK FALL

Regurgitating the vehemence of earth’s deathly torture

Expunging the ooze known as life

Lie still as the minions take pride in their virtue

Brought on by man’s venomous knife

 

Pose not a thought of your virtuous deity

Once given to make one’s own choice

T’was lost in the arrogance of man’s own infinity

No longer in this has he voice

 

Shrewd, though it seems the trumpet did sound

Though only deaf ears did it fall

As agony reaped through all that abound

On the last days of winter through fall

 

Oh pray if you will after all that’s been sigh

Now another’s to walk upon earth

Cry into the wind as no ears hear you cry

Fallen angels will fill to their girth

 

Reflect to the time of your youth told to pray

To the Father who gave His for you

Now late, late, late it is now in your day

Your life never no never anew

A song of family loss…

THE PRAYER

I said I’d be there just as fast as I can….

As a million thoughts ran through my mind

Phone hanging from my hand

 

And I dropped down upon my knees

Head bent hands clasped in prayer

Praying that on angels wings

I would soon be there….

 

Oh God… please help me make my way

It seems that time is flying by

Can I be there once more to say….

I love you….

To the rock within my life

What a father means to a son

A daughter or a wife…

 

I clambered out the door

With tears still in my eyes

Knowing that I had to tell

The daughter in his life

 

And when I got her on the phone

She knew it in my voice

I heard her start to pray aloud

There was no other choice

 

Oh God… please help me make my way

It seems that time is flying by

Can I be there once more to say….

I love you….

To the rock within my life

What a father means to his little girl

His son and to his wife…

 

As I ran through the door I knew

That I had come too late

The nurse said that he passed at noon

When I saw my mother bent to pray….

 

Oh God… please help me make my way

It seems that times been flying by

One last time I got to say….

I love you….

The rock within my life

What a father to our boy and girl

What a husband to this wife…

 

The best father to our boy and girl

The best husband to this wife….

 

(Spoken)

I love you my sweetheart

God’s peace

I’ll see you again one day

A song of hope…

WITH MY GOD

I’m giving up

I’m turning loose

I’m giving my life to you…Completely….mmm, mmm

Not holding out

I’m giving in

This is where I begin

With my God…

 

I’m tired of the lyin’

False hope and denyin’

I know that there’s much more for me…

 

Anticipating

I’m done with the waiting

Beginning right here on my knees

 

I’m giving up

I’m turning loose

I’m giving my life to you…Completely….mmm, mmm

Not holding out

I’m giving in

This is where I begin

With my God…

 

 

Many have gone before me

Accepting His love

A sweet affirmation

God sent from above

Was found in His Son

And I hope that one day you will see…eee…eee

God and His presence can finally be found in me……

 

(Softly, slowly)

I’m giving up

I’m turning loose

I’m giving my life to you…Completely….mmm, mmm

Not holding out

I’m giving in

This is where I begin

With my God…

With my God!

With my God!

With my God!

A song of love…and life…

PUSH ME HIGHER

Push me higher daddy

So high that I can see

What lurks beyond the backyard fence

That’s always blocking me, oh- oh

Push me higher daddy

Give me wings to fly

Out above this great big world

Way up into the sky

Oh-oh, push me higher, push me higher, push me higher won’t you please…

Push me higher daddy

I can feel the summer’s breeze

 

Push me higher daddy

I think I see a way

To get around the old oak tree

That always blocks the way, oh-oh

Push me higher daddy

My friends are waiting there

To join them in life’s journey, yeah

A life to live and share

Oh-oh, push me higher, push me higher, push me higher won’t you please…

Push me higher daddy

I can feel the autumn’s breeze

 

 

Push me higher daddy

I miss your loving touch

You gave un-con-dition-al love

I miss you very much, oh-oh

Push me higher daddy

In my prayer’s every day

To lose you was the hardest thing

There’s a grandchild on the way

Oh-oh, push me higher, push me higher, push me higher won’t you please…

Push me higher daddy

I can feel the winter’s breeze…

 

Push me higher daddy

I hear my baby’s voice

Laughing like I used to do

I never had a choice, oh-oh

Push me higher daddy

The words echo in my ears

I feel I finally understand

What you gave through all the years

Oh-oh, push me higher, push me higher, push me higher won’t you please…

Push me higher daddy

Spring has sprung upon the trees

A friend asked and I wrote…

Patient or Patient

 

Have you ever found yourself questioning why you react or reacted certain ways to situations or persons? Of course you have! We all have. It’s a great part of what makes us who we are and how others see us. On one hand it can be considered as a badge of honor, good character, admirable…  This is the feel-good, sticky sweet side of ourselves we attempt and strive to achieve…Yes? Yes! On the other hand you may find yourself questioning every action, feeling judged, as well as self-judging, not only by the actions of today but all the actions of yesterday. How do we find release and solace from those events that mold us into misshaped clay? How do we remodel ourselves into a new shape before our pliability succumbs to hardening? Lamentations 3:40 tells us “Let us examine and probe our ways, And let us return to the LORD.”  Well, that seems simple enough and straight forward. Oh my friend… It’s easier said than done! This brings me to the point and title of this expose`. Are we being patient and letting the Lord guide our ways, or are we a patient in need of healing and spiritual guidance? It’s a study in self…

The waters that have traversed beneath the bridge of my life have seen beauty, love and kindness, and the miracle of being a parent and grandparent all with God at the center. The exalted times of being a healer and trusting that God is in charge makes for smooth sailing… most of the time. Let’s not forget we are often tested during these times too ¹(James 1:12). Then there are those times, more than I care to recall, where the waters were turbulent and seemingly drowning in their passing. Those times where I let go of God and made the meager attempt to be in control. Though I made it through, by His grace, I still flinch at the thought of some of those actions. I was neither patient nor a patient. I was simply lost in the world and part of the world. I was living in the world as a man, and not living in the world as a man with God in his heart. Material things made me into someone I cringe to reflect upon even now ²(Mark 4:19). But there is light…

The time came when I simply gave up and gave in. Upon my knees with reverence to Him in whom I was to ask forgiveness and pour out my deepest, heartfelt apology and beg for Him to take over I found solace. I found that is okay to be scarred and scared. I discovered a healthy way to be self-judging without being judgmental. I found that giving my whole self to God, not just a small piece but all of me, I could move beyond the sucking abyss that had trapped me in the past and lead me into deeper waters. Here, now, I can stand and be proud of who I am and who is responsible. It isn’t me… It never was… It is in Jesus Christ my Lord and savior who endowed me with strength to ask for forgiveness and provide forgiveness when I slip into the snare of reaction without His guidance. I can be patient, and I can be a patient. “It is well with my soul!”

¹James 1:12 – Blessed is a man who perseveres under trial; for once he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love Him.

² Mark 4:19 – …but the worries of the world and the delight of being rich and all the other passions come in to choke the word; so it proves unfruitful.

Be warned…

THE MOOR

Stuck in this dance I cannot win

The Moor keeps pulling me down

Deeper and deeper I’m being sucked in

As my feet can no longer touch ground

 

Breathlessly and in vane I strive

As flying demons circle above

Never oh never this way should one die

Had I only more time to love

 

Urgency screaming inside my head

An answer to cries never comes

Steadily sinking, sinking, sinking

My heartbeat becomes a drum

 

Rhythm unfolded, unsheathed, unclad

Naked my fear weaves before me

A panic of tears of sorrow is sown

Now broken the beast drawing near me

 

Subsiding the beating no longer the ringing

So sweet the euphorian wings

Swoop down upon me enveloped my rapture

The Moor has decided this thing

Hope in death…

THE SEED

 

A drop of rain is nourishment to a lowly seed

It provides more than it could ever know

As a drop of love is to a little babe

Forever it sustains that precious soul

 

And as that soul grows it learns more and more

Its heart reflects the teachings of

The caring, touching healing hands

Provided by a mother’s love

 

A love that lasts forever and ever

No matter where the body may be

Like the rain drop it may be gone

But just look at what came from that seed

 

Searching for answers in times of trial

Can strengthen us and help us grow

We need only lift our hearts in prayer

For if you believe then you will know

 

God wrote a plan for us just like the seed

When He provided that drop of rain

He is in control, He knows our need

So rejoice in Him for there’s no more pain