Gladness enabling the heart to cheerfully sing.
Remembering God’s promises and many blessings.
Able to smile and wipe the tears away.
Thankful for the gift of another dawning day.
Eager yet quietly content to be
Faithfully believing in hope, heaven, and eternity.
Unhurried and not worried about trials of tomorrow.
Living each moment today and choosing to be joyful.
Good luck and bad fades
Like the dwindling day but hope
Endures and remains.
I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “luck” and “hope”. I am enjoying the challenges and again, I have no idea how he chooses the words to use. If you like poetry challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/07/27/
I awoke early one dark morn
And knew there may be a storm.
Oh, how I deeply yearned and sighed
As I gazed up into the dreary sky.
I so wished the clouds to go away
And this would be a much brighter day.
But I knew I needed to be content
With what God had planned; what he had meant.
For I realized the Lord knows what’s best for me
Although I don’t always understand or see.
But I hoped as I tarried along my way
Just perhaps there will be a rainbow today.
Oh that rainbow, that colorful sign in the sky
Which meant God is watching from up high;
A reminder that he faithfully keeps his promises
Through his Holy Word and through his son, Jesus.
That curving multi-colored arch is a testament
That God keeps his promises, his laws, and commandments.
Therefore, no new law or clever scheme of man
Can ever thwart God’s wisdom or alter his plan.
For from the time of Genesis and up to now,
He has maintained what is holy, right, and moral.
And also through his deep love and Jesus’ sacrifice,
We can draw near to him to receive forgiveness and lasting grace.
In our own way we each have strayed and sinned;
We’ve hurt others and deeply grieved him.
But God’s deep love endures as he never gives up;
he patiently waits for our return through his son, Jesus.
Oh to see that sight as I walk through life up a slippery slope;
That sign from God conveying his love and enduring hope.
So just maybe as I slowly tread and journey along the way,
Perhaps there will be a rainbow in the sky today.
The loss of a dream
Drains my hope until the Lord
inspires my still soul.
He opens my eyes
With hope renewed and keeps my
Heart forever true.
Focused on him in
His home above, I’m anchored
In faith and his love.
He remains in my
Heart from morning’s dew and through
Night’s shadowy rule.
Now onward I go
Through this new day, trusting
In him all the way.
Ode to Jesus my Savior on this bright new day,
A new morning of hope beneath a glorious sun.
While earth is gently touched by its’ gleaming rays
As a sign that God desires to kindly bless everyone.
For beneath the rising sun’s fair brilliance and warmth,
We can reach out to grasp and hold onto everlasting hope.
As when we’re kept warm in a frigid winter near a fireside hearth,
We live in peace and safety under the eyes of God’s watchful scope.
Because within the Lord’s provision, his loving plan,
He devised the only way to perfectly save
The sinful and often hurting man
Through his own Son Jesus whose life on the cross he gave.
Now with the unquenchable hope of a never ending tomorrow,
We can live today free of pain, oppressing fear, and lasting sorrow.
Guide and teacher of God and his amazing love.
Ever passionately kind to help the sick, the mute, and the blind.
Never forsaking, never forgetting; always loving, always forgiving.
Trustworthy and wise, he softly wipes the tears from our eyes.
Listens with tender care to our silent and unseen prayers
Empathic and understanding while remembering his time of suffering.
Savior of all who have sinned as we are drawn closer to him.
Healer of the broken heart and soul, making us stronger and whole.
Eternally and forever faithful, never leaving or letting us go.
Protective shield through every storm keeping us safe from harm.
Hears and sees our tears; knows all our pains through the years.
Everlasting and loving friend on whom we can always depend.
Rescuer and redeemer who saves us for life forever after.
Deliverer of never ending hope and lasting peace for our souls.
When I hear thunder
And wind, I sometimes fear the
Storm raging within.
For a battle does
Wage inside my soul when doubts
Are nagging me so.
For troubles arise
And not just a few tugging
At me; my heart’s blue.
I lay on my bed with
With tears streaming down as I
Wondered what went wrong.
I try to do what’s right
And show kindness to all but
Still I trip and fall.
So I hide in my
Tiny cocoon not wanting
To leave my small room.
As fear grips and churns
inside, I don’t want to face
the storm just outside.
So I rest hiding
Alone with hands folded tight
As the storm raged on.
Finally I do
Peek out my window in quiet
Hope and gentle peace.
The sky was blue once
Again, you see. The storm was
Gone; God answered me.
The Things I Treasure
Family and lifelong friends
Whose love prevails and never ends.
A vivid blue and warm day
Where glowing sunshine lights the way.
A new path in life; a new road to adventure
And where it might lead I can only wonder.
Sweet melodious birdsong filling the breeze
As the feathered carolers perched in the lofty trees.
Meadows and wildflowers I do adore;
Black-eyed Susans, daisies and more.
Strolling through the forest of towering trees
Oh how Spring gives birth to such emerald beauty.
A quiet, rainy day when I rest inside
Reading and writing to my heart’s delight.
Returning home and walking down memory lane;
Visiting loved ones and close friends.
Walking on the beach and feeling the spray of the sea;
Feeling the sand surround and envelop my bare feet.
Sitting at the park and listening to the whispering wind
Sifting through the branches; softly heard but not seen.
In deep conversation with a close friend
In whom my quiet trust will never end.
Seeing a lemon-tinted sunrise in the early morning
And a glowing orange sunset in the warm evening.
Have the love of Jesus residing in my heart wiping away my sorrows
As he instills hope for today, through the night, and tomorrow.
A Rainy Day Point of View
I awoke one morning to a very gloomy day.
The day before was a nightmare as new troubles came my way.
Filled with new fears and a heaping dose of worry
I absentmindedly gazed at the blurry scenery.
The sky had clouded over in a dark and grayish hue
Which did not help to improve my downcast point of view.
Like the wind blowing and the rain raining on and on
It seemed my new troubles were like hurdles with no end.
I’d just limp over one obstacle while lacking energy and fine grace
Only to meet two more barriers mushrooming in its place.
Somehow I latched onto my faith and kept holding on
As I struggled and stumbled all that day long.
People were kind and very helpful too
Guiding me through the steps I needed to go through.
Even when I don’t realize it, God is always so good that way;
I just lacked the faith I needed to see him that day.
So, I needed to choose to patiently endure this quiet, dreary morning
Which continued in gloom through the day and into the evening.
I needed to choose to trust God when I pray
That step by step he will gladly show me the way.
And sure enough when my spirits most needed a lift,
The Lord delivered a new and beautiful day as his gift.
I took note of this brand new day not letting it go to waste.
I hurried outside to enjoy a long walk beneath the sun’s warm and smiling face.
I walked along a new trail where I’ve never been
And heard the sweetest birdsongs in the whispering wind.
I journeyed along savoring every moment
And smelled the lilac bushes which lined the pavement.
The sky is a vivid blue and the grass an emerald green,
OH how the Lord was reaching to comfort me.
Soon I had come home again, my day’s journey now complete
As I had found new resting peace for my soul, my mind, and wandering feet.
But I know my life journey is continuing on as I awake each new day
For always there is a new road to travel along life’s way.
There will be days of sun and there will be rainy days of worry and gloom
But that worry does not need to be my set, my permanent, point of view.
Like a flooding sunrise, the Lord supplies each day with new hope in my heart
That somehow all will be okay as God promises to never leave me, to never depart.
Source of Hope eludes
Me when my thoughts are stuck in
Dark futility.
I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “source” and “thought”. If you like poetry and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/tag/haiku-challenge/
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Developmental Editor | Line Editor
Warning: A feminist writes here. Content may contain angry, vulgar, and sometimes funny language.
I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. Gal. 2:20
thoughts from my mind to yours
A little bit of this and that
THE WOMAN WITH WHEELS
Thoughts from the Heartland
the joy of creativity
The details of my Journey.
Inspiration through my thoughts, experiences and travels
All information not in hand belongs on a bookshelf
~ Communicator, WordSmith, Artist, Guide, Mentor, Muse ~
I write because I read. I read because I write.
Christian poetry and prose, quotes, and thoughts - if they glorify God they were worth writing; if they mean something to one other person, they were worth sharing. Comments always welcome!
Reading fiction with a focus on craft
W.R.I.T.E. Words
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Developmental Editor | Line Editor
Warning: A feminist writes here. Content may contain angry, vulgar, and sometimes funny language.
I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. Gal. 2:20
thoughts from my mind to yours
A little bit of this and that
THE WOMAN WITH WHEELS
Thoughts from the Heartland
the joy of creativity
The details of my Journey.
Inspiration through my thoughts, experiences and travels
All information not in hand belongs on a bookshelf
~ Communicator, WordSmith, Artist, Guide, Mentor, Muse ~
I write because I read. I read because I write.
Christian poetry and prose, quotes, and thoughts - if they glorify God they were worth writing; if they mean something to one other person, they were worth sharing. Comments always welcome!
Reading fiction with a focus on craft
W.R.I.T.E. Words
Becky G? Oh, That's Me! 