Monday, September 27, 2010

Of Miracles


Who would have thought she’d make it,
a million miles from home.
So far away from everything
she ever called her own.
A misfit in a far off land,
battered bruised and hurt.
Broken, crumbled to the core,
bleeding in the dirt.
If she could only touch His Robe...
if such a robe were real?
could she,
would she ever dare….
to Hope, to cry, to heal.

Miracles do happen.
They happen every day.
When all the walls come crashing down,
Our God can make a way.
It’s all about a walk of Faith.
Grace and letting go.
Knowing in the darkest hour,
God still Loves you so.

Who would have thought he’d ever be,
a different kind of man.
Gentle kind and full of Love,
To tell the world, you can.
Despite addictions, jail, and past.
Women wine and song.
God loves the broken sinner,
In our weakness, He is strong.
If he could only touch His Robe...
if such a robe were real?
could he,
would he ever dare….
To Hope, to cry, to heal.

Miracles do happen
They happen every day
When all the walls come crashing down,
Our God can make a way.
It’s all about a walk of Faith.
and Standing in the rain.
Knowing even as it pours,
the sun will shine again.

Elizabeth

Monday, September 20, 2010

Fall


There’s a nip in the air this evening.
Autumn drawing nigh.
and far across the mountain peaks,
God’s splendor lights the sky.
So very glad to See You Lord,
when Faith is wearing thin.
Sometimes Lord, just sometimes….
I let the world come in.

There You are, reminding me,
everything is fine.
Just the way You want it,
Your Plan Lord,
not mine.
Autumn when the old leaves fall,
Summers pages spent.
Every season learning more,
Let go, let God ,repent.

We get caught up in worldly webs,
despite every promise made.
God untangles all our mess,
and by His Blood we’re Saved.
We fall like leaves, in seasons.
He rakes us in a pile,
to one by one uncrumple,
with Love and Mercy’s smile.

Sunsets ever Golden.
Mornings ever new.
All we ever need to do
is keep our eyes on You.
Creator of the Universe,
Alive in every part.
Sights and smells and wonders,
anointing so my heart.

There’s a nip in the air this evening.
Autumn drawing nigh.
and far across the mountain peaks,
God’s splendor lights the sky.
So very glad to See You Lord,
when Faith is wearing thin.
Sometimes Lord, just sometimes….
we let the world come in.

Elizabeth



Friday On A Monday

Feels like Friday on a Monday.
So glad Your coming too.
Lord, I’d never make it.
without All Faith in You.
All the gripes, and grumbles,
nothing ever right.
Try and try and try again,
just a little sight.
Just a little kindness,
seasoned well with Grace.
One step forward, two steps back,
So thankful for Your Face.

Such a work in Progress,
Every part of man.
Every part of every day,
part of who I am.
Guess we’ll get there one day.
Wherever there may be.
So glad to know Your in this too,
walking close to me.
and …..Friday on a Monday,
Oh well , this too shall pass…
In You, all things will come to be,
and find their place, at last.

Elizabeth





Friday, September 10, 2010

Essence

Feeling so full of His Presence tonight.
Overworked, underpaid, but you know,
it’s alright…..
Serving my God is where I want to be,
despite of, regardless,
The Essence of me.

Feeling so Loved, so upbeat, and so blessed.
You can keep all possessions, for I have the best.
Our small piece of Heaven, with birdsong and trees.
So Fragrant, untainted, with Love in the breeze.

A sunset so Golden, adorning the sky.
Drink for the thirsty, as evening draws nigh.
Fruit on the Vines,
ripe to bursting and sweet.
Full to the brim, and with Him ,so complete.

Tomorrow I minister where I can see,
all of the people that used to be me.
Lord, help me shine, help me lead them to You,
and their own piece of Heaven
where all is made new.

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1 Corinthians 2:12,
‘Now we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the spirit which is of God: that we might know the things that are freely given to us of God.’

Elizabeth


Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Light Bearers



We are The Light Bearers,
He is the Light.
Shine as He made you,
Radiant , bright.

There are still the hungry.
There are still the poor.
The old, and the children,
who litter the floor.

Homeless, the addicts.
Wounded and raw.
Not too far away,
just outside the door.

and there is still you,
there is still me,
and Jesus, who called us,
to offer the key.

We can make a difference,
by staying the course.
With no condemnation,
or time for remorse.

We are The Light Bearers,
He is the Light.
Shine as He made you,
Radiant , bright.

There are still real demons
There is still real pain,
People too broken
to stand up again.

Forever and constant
the tide and it's flow.
Hold tightly to Jesus,
and never let go.

We can make a difference,
by staying the course.
With no condemnation,
or time for remorse.

Be there, all seasons.
Shining and true.
Jesus called me,
and Jesus called you.

One Great Commission,
To Love, and Love more,
A whole world of hurting,
just outside the Door.

We are The Light Bearers,
Sparkling bright.
So Shine as He made you,
and Glitter the Night.

Elizabeth



Saturday, September 4, 2010

Blessed

Lord, I so cling to Your Hand.
Nothing turns out as I planned.
I get pretty worn,
often troubled and torn,
but I know, You so understand.

You said tribulations would come.
Still so much more yet to run.
The mountains are high,
my soul drawing nigh.
A few more to climb til I’m done.

Yet still I can smile my way Home.
Dancing my way to the Throne.
Showered in Grace,
my heart has a place,
helping others to feel less alone.

This life just a vapor You say.
A moment, just fleeting away.
Sometimes so sad.
Other times glad,
only the broken can pray.

So here I kneel, broken in prayer.
Knowing, always, You are there.
My Rock, and my Shield.
Tenderly healed.
Blessing my heart, on this day.

Elizabeth