Friday, March 9, 2012

True Reality

True Reality

In my perfect world there
Would be only sunshine and rain
Rain to help things grow and sun
To make all things new again

There would never be a sign of war
And hate wouldn’t have evolved
There would have been no sign of drugs
And no need for gangs to be dissolved

Our streets they would be safe
For our children all the time
And I would watch over your children
As you watched over mine

There would be no need for debate
About ending a long war
And no reason to explain what
We were even fighting it for

No weapons of mass destruction
No threat of nuclear attack
No talk of man made supremacy
And what other groups may lack

There would have been no trail of tears
And slavery would only be in books
No segregated water fountains
And no disapproving looks

Women always could have voted
And we all started on even ground
We didn’t hold each other back
And no bias could be found

We all looked at one another as equals
As God has from that start
We didn’t try to kill each other with words
Or tear one another apart

There was no unlawful imprisonment
And the jails aren’t over run
We don’t have racial profiling
Be patient I’m almost done...

But like in your world...there is God
Whom we turn to as day is done
Whose will is as constant
As the rising and setting of the sun

I wonder sometimes why
If we say we believe in Gods will
Why we are selling drugs to children
And becoming more violent still

We still make excuses for
Attacking our fellow man
Fighting over boundaries
Killing people over land

We still point a finger when
We think someone else is doing wrong
Yet turn a blind when it’s us
Different day...same song

I wonder if we will ever
Even want to get it right
And start seeing who we really are
And start using our clear sight

How many children will the world
Bury in one day
Because of wars their parents waged
Instead of letting kids just play

How many people will we hold back
From the path that God has set
For some selfish goal that we
Are certain must be met

I pray that there will come a day
That my perfect world will be
Nothing I had to dream of
But our TRUE REALITY

God's Holy Light

God’s Holy Light

Do you think my eyes tell you?
All there really is to know
Do you make assumptions about my life?
Before first asking me so?

What means of measure do we use
To decide a persons value in our eyes
And if my hair color comes from a box
What am I trying to disguise

If I do not disclose my true weight
Does that mean that my soul is more lean
Or perhaps our judgment system
Has just become a little bit obscene

If I am homeless...heated only by a fire
Burning in an open can
Does that make you better than me?
Or make me less of a man

Or perhaps you think your bank account
Will make your words have weight
And perhaps...even you...
Believe the lies that you create

For you see within my soul
Lives the story of God untold
And that cannot be purchased
With any diamonds or gold

The monetary value we place on life
Will guarantee us nothing but a mirage
After all we can’t get to heaven
By driving what’s parked in the garage

Your new hairstyle...while very cute
Does not pay homage to our King
Neither does thinking that
You are better than anyone or anything

The color of my hair and eyes
Do not tell you what you need to know
Anymore than watering a plant with sand
Will encourage the seedling to grow

Ask me about my Lord and
The promises to Him I keep
Then you won’t guess but know
That my love...it runs deep

Ask me about my path and how
I face adversity when it comes
I will tell you...with my faith in God
My feet firmly planted...facing toward the sun

I challenge anyone...anything
And when it’s given all it’s got
I will tell that mountain to get out of my way
Because the love of God...I’ve got

When we challenge the value of anyone
We are challenging God and all His glory
And the wrath of God is steep
You know...you’ve read all the stories

So I’m saying to you be cautious
And when you talk of others be bright
Because you must look beneath the layers
To see people with God’s Holy Light





Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Face of God

The Face of God

The thing about God’s light
It can show up in an unexpected place
A flower growing out of a sidewalk
Or in the innocence of a child’s face

It can show up out of nowhere
Like in the breaking dawn
You hear it in the chirp of birds
Or the first steps of a fawn

You can hear Our Creators light
In the laughter of a child
It’s His way of reminding us
That life is certainly worthwhile

I have heard God’s light
In my sorrow...yes even in my grief
It steals away my sadness
Like a most welcome thief

It’s His way of showing us
That we are never alone
By giving us the proof of life
And how it does go on

What love a father shows
When He wipes aside a tear
And warms us without a single touch
But the knowledge he is near

He shows the balance of His love
Because even in the heart break of death
He reminds us life goes on
As we watch a newborn take the first breath

It’s hard to remain bitter
When the most beautiful sounds
Can be experienced flying over head
Or walking all around

Have you ever sat on a park bench
And just listened to children play
Not worrying what tomorrow brings
Living only for today

I believe this is the true message
That only love of God can bring
He who has the gentleness of a lamb
The royalty of Our King

So when the day gets heavy
As we all know that it can
Smile at the adversity
Relying on the word of no man

I tell you love each other often
I say smiling with a nod
Because when you love one another
You are loving the face of God


Wednesday, March 7, 2012

The Doctor's Visit

The Doctors Office

One day while I was waiting
To see the doctor around noon
I noticed an elderly man
As he slowly walked across the room

He seemed in a hurry not in movement
But his words...although kind
Simply asked if he could see the doctor next
If the nurse would not mind

She offered the man no hope
“The Doctor is busy today”
So he said thank you
And sat down in dismay

“Are you late for another appointment?”
I asked, “Are you ill?”
He smiled kindly...”No...”
But I have an important date...still”

He went on to say...”everyday at the same time”
“I meet my wife for lunch”
“She was never much for breakfast”
“And doesn’t care for brunch”

“Well...surely she will understand” I added
With a smile
He began, “no, not likely she hasn’t”
“Been herself in awhile”

He patted my young hand
And says, “For 50 years”
“She has been my lunch date”
“And I can’t stop here”

But its only one day, I exclaimed
As he patiently sat in wait
“Yes, but the last 15 have been a
Nursing home date”

“She is very ill...Alzheimer’s they say”
“She doesn’t even know my name”
“I doubt she would even miss me”
And I cried...”isn’t that a shame”

Then I added without thought
“If she doesn’t even know who you may be
Why go everyday and sit
And he smiled and said...”you see”

“Even if she doesn’t know me”
“I know who she is in my life”
“She’s been the answer to my prayers”
“My friend...my love...my wife”

“So if I must spend everyday”
“That God has given me left”
“To remind her how I love her”
“And how my life has been so blessed”

“I would give up all my possessions”
“I would lay down my last breath”
“I would follow her to the ends of the earth”
“I would follow her into death”

“It is my job to remind her that”
“She is my one and only queen”
And as a tear rolled down my cheek, I said
...”Nurse...this man needs to be seen”

For never in my years had I felt
A love that was so tender...so deep
As the day in the doctors office
When my heart rolled down my cheek



Monday, March 5, 2012

Memories To Love

Memories To Love

How many lives must we lose
How many children gone too soon
Don’t text and drive it is the law
What a sad lesson to us all

Common sense or so one would think
But then again who would drive and drink
Gone to soon because a mistake was made
And too soon a body to rest was laid

So many tears...so many losses
Too many memorials of roadside crosses
If we learn nothing at all let it be this
Don’t let your child be the next one missed

For death is permanent it can’t be I’m “sorry’d” away
And while you are enjoying the moment...living for today
Don’t be irresponsible...think before you drive
It’s such a blessing to be alive

No message is so important that it can’t wait
We would rather you show up late
Then to watch your car on the news
And to watch your body being viewed

For funerals are sad enough the entire while
Without it being for a teenage child
Because the cell phone clinched in their hand
Became there smoking gun...their last stand

Don’t text and drive save the world a tear
Allow your mom and dad to enjoy you here
You are not invincible as you may think
And life can become shortened in a blink

So put your phone away or wait to leave
Because the loss of a child...cannot be conceived
Until God comes and carries you above
And we are left with only memories to love





Friday, March 2, 2012

Our Master's Touch

Our Master’s Touch

We are linked together
Love is our only rope
Connecting us as one
With a chain of hope

We can lean on one another
Or push each other away
But hand in hand we can develop
The tools needed today

We need them for compassion
What the world seriously lacks
Or a tool of forgiveness
And kindness perhaps

We can learn that we
Were created to be one
And somehow together
God’s work will be done

Put down your weapons
Lay down your swords
And stop taking jabs at people
With your unkind words

Remember a jagged tongue
Can leave a brutal scar
And is one of the reasons
We are in the shape we are

Spreading vicious rumors
And using vindictive tones
Can sometimes be more harmful
That throwing large stones

We need to set aside our differences
Life is far too short
War is not necessary
No matter what the news reports

You will not get to heaven
With my blood on your hands
You must find kindness and mercy
It’s what God commands

So let’s stop preparing our children
For an untimely death
And teach them how to love
And show them they are blessed

Our children have important matters
Like school...sports...learning to run
They should not be bothered
With purchasing a gun

They are like fine spun crystal
So easily it will break
Far too many have perished
We have no time left to wait

Love one another often
You can’t say I love you too much
And I will see you at the divine alter
Waiting for our Master’s touch







Sunday, February 26, 2012

Worthwhile

Worthwhile

I thought of something today
I just had to give you a call
Then sadly I realized
There wouldn’t be an answer...no answer at all

It made me think of time wasted
And I was filled with regret
Regret of vacations not taken
And memories we hadn’t made yet

Did I ever tell about how your smile
Made you stand out in a crowd
And how every day I’m left hoping
That you are smiling down us now

To know you was to love you
And to love you was a gift
Now I’m left regretful
Of all the chances that I missed

The times I missed out on your calls
Missed out on your laugh
Missed the chance to look into your eyes
Missing now what we had

I don’t think I paid enough attention
And now I’m stuck trying to recall
The greatest sister since creation
The brightest light of us all

If you are watching...know that
I know you no longer feel pain
And for that I am thankful
But one truth still remains

My heart it is still breaking
But my lungs still fill with air
The world it keeps spinning
And it doesn’t seem fair

Please look down often
And remind us to go on
Until one day we are doing it
All on our own

One day in the future
You will look down from the sky
Smile down on us to say
See...I told you...you’re going to be alright

In closing my blue eyed angel
Give God thanks and a smile
For these precious moments with you
Made my life seem worthwhile