Stone Cold Rock Wall
I would have written
"Something there is
that doesn't love a wall,
that wants it down,"
but Robert Frost took my words
years before my birth
and pre wrote my thoughts.
That's ok, so long as I have the
words to use, and I can say
what I need with his well written verse.
Walls between you and me
were just not meant to be,
and words are not sufficient to
build or to tear them down.
Years of actions misunderstood,
cemented into place by rock hard hurt,
and stone cold criticisms,
built these walls of shabby black rock.
Perhaps no wrecker in the world
could break the mortar and stone that divides us,
but we could sit astride the wall
and visit on the top.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Poems from Guardian Angel
Assignment to myself
Bind oh my heart,
the tempter's power.
No place in my life may he share.
See that I fall not again to sin,
and conquer with spirit my flesh.
Bind evermore the tempter's snares
That weaken my strength and destroy
Make my heart pure from sin.
My personal millennium.
IDENTITY
Who are you?
And
What makes you so good?
You're nothing but a
blue rose
wilting
in the
desert
sun
dying
for lack
of water.
a leaf
early morning sun
lighted a small leaf
bursting the newly pressed road
of gravel and black tar
to make its way
to light and life.
"Awake oh, my soul"
Are you not stronger
than a leaf?
Bind oh my heart,
the tempter's power.
No place in my life may he share.
See that I fall not again to sin,
and conquer with spirit my flesh.
Bind evermore the tempter's snares
That weaken my strength and destroy
Make my heart pure from sin.
My personal millennium.
IDENTITY
Who are you?
And
What makes you so good?
You're nothing but a
blue rose
wilting
in the
desert
sun
dying
for lack
of water.
a leaf
early morning sun
lighted a small leaf
bursting the newly pressed road
of gravel and black tar
to make its way
to light and life.
"Awake oh, my soul"
Are you not stronger
than a leaf?
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Peace, Be Still
WIND
I have tried to sense
A beauty in the wind
and hear a song
in the screeching gale,
to feel refreshed
by the bracing onslaught
of hurricane furry
pushing against my strength
wanting, somehow,
to make it
a thing of beauty.
But I have failed.
So I take pleasure
in the peace
that follows the wind,
while wanting it to stop.
I cannot sit and wait
but must walk ever onward
through the day
yearning
for that moment of calm
when my Savior stretches
his loving arms toward me
to say,
"Peace, be still."
I have tried to sense
A beauty in the wind
and hear a song
in the screeching gale,
to feel refreshed
by the bracing onslaught
of hurricane furry
pushing against my strength
wanting, somehow,
to make it
a thing of beauty.
But I have failed.
So I take pleasure
in the peace
that follows the wind,
while wanting it to stop.
I cannot sit and wait
but must walk ever onward
through the day
yearning
for that moment of calm
when my Savior stretches
his loving arms toward me
to say,
"Peace, be still."
Serve Those With Whom You Live
SERVICE
“My Lord, my God.” I cried in prayer.
My love for thee is great.
I want to show this love for Thee
before it grows too late
Is there nothing thou would need
Which I can freely give?
The spirit whispered back to me
“Serve those with whom you live.
“Serve those who live near by each day,”
The spirit calmed my heart
”Feeding lambs you know who stray
Would make a real good start.”
I thought of scripture stories true
to build my life a plan
“Through acts of gentleness and love,
you serve your fellow man.”
Daily, in the way He served,
Christ marked for us the way.
The prophets showed us service too,
In acts from day to day
Show service to my fellow man
while seeking not for praise
Is serving well my Father, God,
to him my thanks I’ll raise.
All I do and all I am are gifts from me to God,
With this in mind each day I live,
I’ll grasp the Iron Rod.
LoLyn Jacobs 12 9 99
To My Daughter, Lynae
“My Lord, my God.” I cried in prayer.
My love for thee is great.
I want to show this love for Thee
before it grows too late
Is there nothing thou would need
Which I can freely give?
The spirit whispered back to me
“Serve those with whom you live.
“Serve those who live near by each day,”
The spirit calmed my heart
”Feeding lambs you know who stray
Would make a real good start.”
I thought of scripture stories true
to build my life a plan
“Through acts of gentleness and love,
you serve your fellow man.”
Daily, in the way He served,
Christ marked for us the way.
The prophets showed us service too,
In acts from day to day
Show service to my fellow man
while seeking not for praise
Is serving well my Father, God,
to him my thanks I’ll raise.
All I do and all I am are gifts from me to God,
With this in mind each day I live,
I’ll grasp the Iron Rod.
LoLyn Jacobs 12 9 99
To My Daughter, Lynae
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Bind oh my heart,
Assignment to myself
Bind oh my heart,
the tempter's power.
No place in my life may he share.
See that I fall not again to sin,
and conquer with spirit my flesh.
Bind evermore the tempter's snares
That weaken my strength and destroy
Make my heart pure from sin.
My personal millennium.
Bind oh my heart,
the tempter's power.
No place in my life may he share.
See that I fall not again to sin,
and conquer with spirit my flesh.
Bind evermore the tempter's snares
That weaken my strength and destroy
Make my heart pure from sin.
My personal millennium.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
I didn't say it would be easy, I said it would be worth it.
"I didn't say it would be easy, I said it would be worth it" reads the words on a picture of Jesus. My daughter said, sure it's not easy, but when will it be worth it?" I had just figured that out a few hours before and was able to give her this answer: When you learn to love yourself as much as Jesus loves you, no matter what mistakes you have made no matter what other people are saying about you, and no matter how things around you are going. That is when it is worth it, and that is the only thing that matters. It still doesn't make it easy, but it sure makes it worth it.
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