Confusion, Confusion, Confusion

Sometimes I have a real understanding of what I'm writing, or at least trying to write....and then there are other times, like this one. I guess that's all I have to say about that....

Consistency

Help me not to be

Blind to what I see

But let me be aware

Of the moving of your hand

The difference

Between wants and needs

Is trusting you

To reveal your will me to me

I want to walk

Paths you trace

Caring only about

Finishing this race

The struggle is not

To believe or doubt

But simply

To live faith out

2012

Watching My Daughters Grow Up

My daughters were home this past week on a school break. The girls are 19 and 21. I am amazed at how grown up my children have become.  Considering those facts...this poem fits well in the stack.

So I share it with you.

Daughter

Looking at you

I realize

That soon

You won’t need me

Anymore.

Time passed

Without my notice

And now

Your nearly ready

To go out on your own.

It’s too late now

And I can’t bring back

The past.

I must face letting

You go

With so much left unsaid.

God watch over

This woman-child of mine,

Be for her

What I cannot be

As she moves into her time.

Guard her steps,

Hold her heart,

Hold her close

To You.

What I Long For

I have been a believer, follower, Christ-follower, Christian for 42 years. I've seen things, and had things done to me in all those years that would shock, disappoint and disillusion some. But I can't quit...I can't give up on Jesus. And I can't give up on the church either..

Long ago....as a teenager, I prayed that God would be as real to me as He was to Abraham, Moses and Joseph. My wife and I prayed that same prayer when we married and continue to pray that prayer for both ourselves and our children today.

Recently my oldest son posted this to facebook...."I don't want that 'Old Time Religion," I want Jesus. I couldn't say it any better than that.

Worship

Father in heaven,

Great is your love.

A precious gift

Given by your Son

Who left a throne above

To hang on a cross

For us, for us.

We bring an offering,

All that we are.

We long to serve You,

We want to be where

You are.

Hear our prayer

And pour our your Spirit.

Wash over us

We pray.

Holy God

Be with us today.

We give our lives

And all that we have

To You.

Pour us out

Glory to Thee.

Back in the Saddle Again

I have been under the weather for two weeks and didn't realize that I haven't blogged in all that time. If you've missed these often disturbing ramblings I apologize. But I'm back now....here to disturb your sleep with troubling verses. LOL!

There are a few friends whom I have lost touch with through the years. Even mighty Facebook has not helped me find them. To be truthful....I wonder about some of them quite often. This poem, written in 2009, expresses my longing to know how they are.

For a Friend

I

Often wonder

What’s become

Of you.

What have the years

Taken?

What have they given?

Would I know you?

Do you

Remember me

Well?

Am I dreaming?

Have you found

Your hopes?

My greatest wish

Is that you have.

Unlucky in Love

To be honest with you, I was lonely throughout high school....but too afraid of being rejected by a girl to do much of anything about it. I guess that makes me pretty normal....at least back then and in terms of the whole guy-girl thing.

Anyway...this one has found its way to the top of the stack and so I shall now share it with you. All the way from 1977....

Feelings

It was pain that brought us together.

Two lonely people,

We started to share.

The feelings between us became more than close,

Both afraid

Yet willing to risk again.

But time drove us apart for a season

And when I saw you again

I felt the same

But fate had replaced me with another.

I felt pain but hid it.

But feelings were reborn,

We were sharing again

I could feel the same,

But could you?

If we’d only had our chance.