In hope I depend
On Jesus, my friend; lifting
My eyes up to him.
I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “hope” and “up”. I am enjoying the challenge of putting different and even opposite words in such a short poem. If you like challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
Gently, softly, this day concludes
In twilight’s glowing interlude.
Future endeavors laid to rest;
Tomorrow will appear soon enough.
Over the mountains and sea, the sun has journeyed;
Finally resting upon the windswept prairie.
Thankfulness fills the mind and heart;
Happy contentment it does impart.
Every blessing today received;
Sent from the Lord who watches and sees.
Under the canopy of a pink streaked sky,
Nestles the sun on the brink of encroaching night;
Seeping lower, dipping down.
Evening soon clouds the darkened horizon.
Time to rest while wrapped in the cloak of deep night
Knowing the sun will dawn at morning’s light.
Wind whistling through the trees;
Honeysuckle waves in the breeze.
Invisible birdsong filters the air;
Sunshine warmth makes the day fair.
Pine trees, ever green, punctuate the horizon;
Ear tingling croaks and chirps chime in.
Reddish glowing sunset;
Evening fireflies flutter and rest.
Day gently fades to darkened night;
Heavens glisten with twinkling starry lights.
Overhead the full moon dimly glows;
Peace and quiet reign beneath its shadow.
Even in the deepest and darkest night,
May the flame of hope in our soul
Be a shimmering, radiant light.
Crossing the narrow
Bridge, I wondered what new place
Lay over the ridge.
Perhaps a meadow
Of flowers or a stream filled
With rippling water.
Or perhaps a new
Mountain to climb and reach its’
Peak to touch the sky.
Sometimes a problem
needing a solution and
I must trust in him.
Sometimes it is pain
And grief when sad news reaches
Me; must still believe.
In life I’ve learned each
day is a journey to lean
on Jesus only.
Letting him lead the
Way through the trials and
Triumphs each new day.
He continues to be
My Savior, Lord and true friend
For eternity.
So as I cross a
New bridge I’ll lean on him to
Reach that distant ridge.
Wake each new morning
As the glistening sun is dawning.
Visiting Jesus our Lord in prayer;
Ever thankful he is our everlasting Savior.
Sounds of birds joyfully singing;
Over the treetops their trills are ringing.
Family and dear friends come to mind;
Gifts of friendship, love, and laughter entwine.
Reaching to grasp this bright new day
And enjoying all that God has made.
Ceasing never; his blessings amounting.
Ever and forever, his love and mercy abounding.
Going through a bit of writer’s block, I decided to try using one of the prompt words from WordPress Daily Post at https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/
I was intrigued by the prompt word, “elusive” and so was inspired to write about that in a new poem:
I sometimes dream of a place
So peaceful and serene;
A vision which only
My mind’s internal eye can see.
Clear and ever vivid blue
Is the vaulted, stretching sky
As the glowing sun beams
From its destined home on high.
With the ground adorned
In a carpet of lush green grass
Unmarred by any intruding footprints
And the absence of a meandering path.
Statues of towering trees
Swished and swayed beneath
The foliage of rustling leaves.
No other near or distant sound
Met my ever straining ears.
No other hints of movement
Or voices were detected or heard.
The vibrant image lasted perhaps
A few seconds at the most;
Like the fleeting appearance
Of a shimmering ghost.
Just a simple, tranquil place
Where I can quietly be
If only for a moment in the night
In a reoccurring dream.
Somewhere in the midst of the trials of my day;
Somewhere in the middle of these crashing waves
There is a tranquil resting place:
A warm and dry stepping stone.
Sometimes my eyes are clouded and I don’t see
The peace, the joy, and the love God is showing me.
But I know that somewhere in this swirling sea
There is a place he has made for me:
A quiet stepping stone.
It is a place where I can pause to quietly rest
And take a break from life’s thundering tempests
By standing in the warm presence of Jesus
Upon my own stepping stone.
It is a place you cannot visually perceive
And you must have faith to understand and see
This special spot where the Lord gladly meets with me
Upon my hidden stepping stone.
Walking through this life often alone
No matter which way I may roam.
Time to turn around and head back home
To the Lord upon my stepping stone.
From this place I can stand and just be
While the raging rapids rush by me
As I pause before entering the swaying sea;
Just resting a bit longer on my stepping stone.
So with faith I travel through each new day
Facing triumphs and obstacles along my destined pathway
But if I keep my eyes and heart on Jesus today
I will find that special resting place;
My own stepping stone.
And today indeed I did find that special place
Sandwiched in between the duties of my day
Beneath the golden sun’s stretching rays:
My ever tranquil stepping stone.
Tomorrow as I boldly venture out
Under the bright sun or a canopy of clouds,
While life’s waves carry me up and down
I will find that special resting place of calm:
My forever peaceful stepping stone.
John 14:27 (Holy Bible New International Version):
“Peace I leave with you: my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.”
You whine and pine until you’re blue
Because your hopes and dreams don’t come true.
But, my child, must have faith to see;
Must trust and believe
That I have a different dream for you.
A dream to lift you from your downhill slope;
Although not all is in your scope
To fully understand
My true and wiser plan.
Yet it exists so you may have peace and new hope.
Jeremiah 29:11 (Holy Bible New International Version):
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.”
Letting go of worry and struggles for tomorrow;
Instead choosing to be content and not entrenched in hatred or sorrow.
Valuing this new day that the Lord has made.
Investing in this time by focusing heart and mind
Not on the glittering distractions of this world;
Gazing rather upon heaven through the eyes of God’s Holy Word.
Maintaining and walking in steadfast faith
On the Lord and his wondrously saving grace.
Making this minute, this hour, and this day count;
Enjoying the sweet quiet time which you have found.
Never forgetting to cheerfully share
Treasures and blessings which the Lord has placed in your care.
Hebrews 13:5 (Holy Bible New International Version):
Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.”
As time journeys through
Each year, I grow in lasting
Hope instead of fear.
I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “time” and “grow”. I am enjoying the challenge of creating such short poems with Ronovan’s chosen words. If you like challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
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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! 