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.

Precious Memories

 

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Let me first explain this odd picture before I give you the poem. At first glance, it’s a messy dining room… That’s because it is a messy dining room. Although I can’t pin down exactly what it is about this picture, but it reminds me of summer. More than just summer though, this picture reminds me of my favorite, glowing, warm moments with friends and family. The warm sunshine and the messiness give it the feel of mid-summer, when everyone is busy.

It also has a lonely feel to it. An abandoned house, somewhat melancholy. It is a peaceful and endearing picture that stirs up the precious memories of every wonderful moment. Every precious moment: those, I will never forget.

Sunlight shines through the window pane,
On this glorious mid-summer’s day.
I sit in the shade, out of heat’s way,
And ponder the memories we’ve made.

Observe the paths we traveled then,
To places we never had been.
The good, the bad, the tumble-dee-dum;
We enjoyed the pleasure of friends.

Memories fade into the past,
They pass away entirely too fast.
Quiet, lonely, lost are the laughs,
That made every moment a blast.

Longing, I remember the sunny warmth;
Days of hope, days of comfort.
Then I remember that I’m still on earth;
There is still time for sunshine and mirth.

Lonely I stand, taking in this scene;
Sunny, warm, peaceful and serene.
But not alone, not as it may seem;
For friendships are, forever, a living, breathing, precious memory.

Wandering in the Sky

Wandering in the Sky

The day was gloomy,
My heart, distraught;
It seems that’s the norm,
like it, or not.

Every smile is a frown,
No matter how pleasant;
The world’s upside-down,
An unpleasant fragrance.

I step outside to walk around,
From one place to another;
The sun hits me, hot and round;
I look up in awestruck wonder.

A sky of ocean blue,
The paths of snowy white;
My thoughts have been subdued,
And doom doth run in fright.

Though my heart is hurting,
My thoughts, all a mess;
God is faithful, never-changing,
Every day He does bless.

Look up when your heart is down,
Find the path of light;
Jesus Christ will, low, bend down,
Take your hand, and lead you right.

Our failures will always disappoint,
Every blunder, goof-up, and mistake;
We make them often, fall down hard,
That’s when, Christ’s hand, we take.

As I look at the clouds in the air,
The beautiful, brilliant sunshine;
I realize God made a path for me there,
To wander in the sky.

Sunset Watch

Sunset Watch

The bright sunny day, fades away in the west;
Slowly it dims, until only darkness is left.
We keep ourselves busy throughout the day,
When night finally comes, we sleep right away.
Right as the sun reaches the horizon so low,
Gold fills the sky, with a crimson-orange glow.
Every eye can see this painting in the sky,
No matter how far, we see the canvas light.

As you lay your head down, to rest tonight,
think about the times, think about our life.
The worries of today bring stress to tomorrow;
God lifts the burdens if we give Him our sorrow.
For right when we think the light is all gone,
A brilliant, gold glow, suddenly comes on!
At last we rest, so peacefully tonight;
content with today, and tomorrow looking bright.

Colorful Faces

Some people have very colorful personalities.

Some people have very colorful personalities.

As we race through life, doing what we can,

We fail to slow down, to see God’s hand.

The world around us is full of odd sights,

But the best are here, right in front of our eyes.

The best of creation, the most beautiful sight,

Is the face of a person, the face of a child.

Nothing can add to it’s lovely design,

Not makeup, nor rainbows, not even sunshine.

Barefoot Solid

Barefoot Solid

I jump, I hop, I skip around,
To songs, so lively a sound!
My feet, my hands, I turn them around,
Until I’m flat on the ground!

I’ll grab your hand, and dance with you;
No matter the time, no matter how soon!
We’ll laugh and sing a glorious tune,
Together, barefoot, no shoes!

Dance with me, this crazy jig,
Circles, swings, and moves so big!
As you start, as you begin,
Watch out for wild thingumajigs!

I thank the Lord for feet so free,
That I can run, that I can sing!
He gave me my voice, my breath, my feet,
Barefoot, obliged, rejoicing!

Every day is dance or song,
By God’s grace, we’ll carry on!
Sun, rain, wind and storm,
He is the source of my song!

So join me now in dance and song,
We’ll carry on ’til the day is gone!
Off to bed we slip at night…
Barefoot again by the morn’s first light!