Praise

Praise
Comes alive
Deep inside of me
Pulling me
Deeper
Into a realization 
Of who You are
The Artist of creation
The melody of life
My rhythm & rhyme
Is empty
Without You
My greatest dreams
Are all loss
Without You
My deepest longings
Are found
In You
No words
Can explain
Who You are to me
No way to show my love
Without 
Complete 
Surrender
Walking beside You
Living by Your Word
Led by Your Spirit
But I’m so frail
And human
Desperately
Needing You
More
Every hour
Every day
Come be my light
And saving grace
I want
To bring You
Praise

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Infinite

If You created the infinite sky
Know each star by name
Measured the oceans
In the palm of Your hand

If mountains can be moved
And cast in the sea
By faith as small
As a mustard seed

If You are as big
As we can’t even dream
Then why in the world
Do I worry?

The Cherry Tree

I find You by the cherry tree
When I’m sitting on the rock
Your Word in my hands
Bright sky above
Prayers rising
Whispered
Cried
And sung
The evening fades
To darker shades
And the stars appear
Up I gaze
To the One who made all I see
I find You by the cherry tree

Photo Challenge (Day 1)

Thank you to Miss Squid once again for another fun blog nomination! This one is the “Photo Challenge,” and there will be five days with a new theme each day. The rules are…

1) the photo must be taken the day of the post
2) it must be an original photo

I’ve kept this blog strictly text-oriented, but I told Miss Squid that I would “break the rules” this time. 🙂 After all, it’s good to have a change. I don’t have a fancy camera–just my family’s point-and-shoot–but I love the artistic side of photography.

Today’s word is “intricate” 

There just happened to be a rain storm this afternoon, leaving the grass glittering with droplets of this much needed gift from above (we’ve had a drought here in Alabama). And that is where I discovered this lovely white clover. Yahweh designed even the weeds to be intricate and beautiful. His Creation amazes me.

“The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.”
Isaiah 40:8

{P.s. This song was playing as I was writing this post–pretty fitting.}

She Stares in Wonder

She stares in wonder
And smiles at the rain
As it gently
Pitter-patters
On the window pane
Not yet two
Still young at heart
May she always keep
That joyful spark
To see the world
As Your work of art

After the Storm

After the storm
The sky is calm
Gilded clouds
With raindrop’s song
The grass is a deeper
Brighter
Green
The birds sing louder
In the sagging trees
Life is peaceful
Within me

Stargazing

On the back porch
Stargazing with my brother
Binoculars search the night
The Big Dipper in sight
The moon casts its silver light
Against my face
It’s so far away
With craters and rifts
And shades of gray
Stars around it
Twinkle bright
In this peaceful
Quiet night
Amazed by the Creator’s
Infinite might
To create such majesty
In the dark of night