Drifting Away

My eyelids flutter as I resist
The urge and want to sleep.
The night time calls and does not desist;
My thoughts start to merge with dreams.

I wander down a narrow path
That has no seeming end.
A ship with sails of the past
Passed me like a friend.

A rope was lowered down the side
For me to grab I supposed.
I took hold and was drawn up right
To the deck of who knows.

There was no crew or captain there,
On that great and dreamy ship.
It took me far from anywhere,
To a place where memories fled.

As the breeze filled the sails with
Hopes and wishes and dreams,
I laughed and cried and felt bereft
As they floated away from me.

The ship took me places I’d never been
Where even my imagination gaped.
My heart beat fast at what was seen,
Extremes of both love and hate.

Oh roller coaster ride of my life,
Stop at once. I beg you, have mercy.
Tired, frail, and broken am I;
So please, take me back in a hurry.

The ship does not alter its course or route
One second of a single degree.
How do I end this nightmare right now
And put an end to this, my suffering?

A bright light blinds me in my fears
As the ship is suddenly gone!
I found that, on the path, I appeared;
So thankful that it was done.

As my dreams and thoughts divide,
My eyes open to day,
I thank Christ for saving my life
When I was drifting away.

Fog of the Day’s End

The fog rolls in; a dreary, dark mist.
Distant objects fade, soon to be missed.

When from this life, we wander away,
Our memory’s left behind that day.

Who will remember our own sacrifice?
What stories will be told of our life?

Honor, glory, faith, and good things?
Or evil, ugly, and awful tidings?

Will your life pass away, into the mist?
Or be like a fog light nobody can miss?

I know not what you would choose yourself;
But I know, myself, I’d want to help.

Living a life that wants naught, nor glory,
But directs ever heart towards Christ’s story.

To be a light that cuts through the fog;
Even in death, a lighthouse to lost.

So who will remember you on your day,
When, from this life, you fade away?

The fog rolls in; a dreary, dark mist.
When this days ends, will it be missed?

Grass of Autumn

A gentle frost melts in the sunlight.

A gentle frost melts in the sunlight.

I awoke in a sweat,
Though bitterly cold;
Darkness, like death,
Had swallowed me whole.

Encased in my tears,
I felt unkown fear;
Endless was the night,
‘Til morning did appear.

The sun shown bright,
On the horror, frost;
I turned to the light,
And all my fears, I lost.

My eyes did dare open,
To see my surroundings;
Brothers who were broken,
I found overwhelming!

Some still sprawled flat,
In fear they did stay;
I helped my friends up,
To see the light of day.

Together, my brothers,
My sisters, and I;
We stand with each other,
‘Til the day that we die.

We are faithful, a unit,
A bond that won’t break;
For our own, faithful Son,
Shines down every day.

The strength, the warmth,
The comfort He brings,
Won’t, from us, be torn.
His praise do we sing!

Winter draws nearer,
Under weight we will lay;
But we will not fear,
Having faith every day.

Ah! Blade of grass,
How great is your lesson!
Your roots are steadfast,
Your faith need not mention!

May my life mirror yours,
In trust and great hope.
May those truths be reinforced,
And my life, help others float.

Snowflake

“For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”
Psalm 30:5 (KJV)

The last line is what really caught my attention. It is a nugget that should be taken in the context of the whole, but it is also a timeless truth. For those who are Christ’s, those sealed with the Holy Spirit, our sadness and sorrow can only last for so long. Even if our sorrow lasts to the end of our life, our joy will last forever!

Sleep fixes a lot of things, but one thing that it always seems to do is reset a person back to default. You might only be “reset” for a few minutes until you remember your current plight, but God-given sleep is a rest that does more than just rest our bodies. Our minds, our souls, and our hearts are all given rest when we sleep. Thank God for sleep.

Raining Sunshine

Sometimes, sadness and happiness come at the same time, like when it's sunny and raining!

Sometimes, sadness and happiness come at the same time, like when it’s sunny and raining!

Drops fall down, down from above;
Each shines bright, as bright as the sun.
Even in sadness, sadness with tears;
Joy can be found, found without fear.

Droplets of dew, dew on the grass;
Each, a tiny lens, a lens made of glass.
Our eyes cannot see, see every blessing,
We see only us, and besides us, nothing.

Sunlight hits each, each a small star,
Illumined to brilliance, brightness seen afar.
Christ gives us light, and sight to see;
He is the source, the source of eternity.

So let the sun show, show its bright light;
To the lost world, a world without light.
We are the drops, the drops of sunshine;
To light up the world, the world for Christ.

Leaves of a Golden Pathway

Leaves of Gold

On a walk through sunny shade,
The wind whispers gently through the trees;
The path before, like lemonade,
Yellow, golden, fallen autumn leaves.

Even in these quiet times;
There are changes so uncertain;
Yet God still gives us sunshine.
The clouds of doubt are now broken.

Once the leaves from trees have all fallen,
To the floor of the forest so far;
Once they darken, and their gold is stolen,
How barren the birch trees now are.

The leaves will grow back after a season,
Even though the trees appear dead.
Just so, every scar, bruise, and grievance,
Will heal after time trods ahead.

Take heart, have faith, seek Christ right now;
Though now may seem so sorrowful.
Time will tell what, when, and how;
The spring will bring something wonderful.

And so I find comfort, on a walk,
Through the shadows of today;
I thank God, for the lessons I’m taught;
As I walk on a golden pathway.

A Golden Pathway Through the Forest

A Golden Pathway Through the Forest