A Focused Love

February 13, 2015

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Each day brings trouble
Tragedy is around us
Suffering overwhelms us
Where can we find peace

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My soul languishes
Fear and anxiety rule
Where can I find rest

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I stand amazed when love comes
Light springs up in the darkness
Hope born in desperation
Our God hears our cry

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Looking back I see
When I trusted God He came
Lifted the burden
Opened my eyes to see love
My greatest work is “Believe”

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I’ll hope against hope
I’ve been given a reason
I’ll focus and understand
God became a man
Human in every way
He chose to suffer the pain

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A personal gift
An intimate love given
Each person is known
Beloved, seen, heard and treasured
This is the heart of God known

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Death cannot destroy
Joy sits above circumstance
The presence of love
In the life of everyone
Can be seen by looking back

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Open our eyes, Lord
To see things that matter
Let gentleness rule
The way that we treat ourselves
And the way we treat others

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Your unfailing love
Was demonstrated so well
In the life of your Son

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No matter what the trouble I may face each day, I get to choose who sits at the center of my soul. With all the noise of the human tragedy around me my heart is drawn to one voice. It is the voice of love I will focus on today. That love is bigger than my circumstance. It is bigger than death. That love is worth dying for. That love will enhance every person I meet today. This love guarantees permanent, constant and continual growth. It is testable! I could be right! These reflections come out of meditating on the Psalms. All the best!

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Relief or Healing

January 16, 2015

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Where are you God in my pain
I can’t hear you or see you
My grief and fear are mixed
I’m broken inside

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Who will come and help
I cry in desperation
Can you hear me, God
The silence is deafening
In unbelief and belief

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You said for me to “Be Still”
And know that you are God
My anxiety blinds me
My fear imprisons

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I need you to come
Keep your promises you gave
I am overwhelmed
There is no one to comfort
My body and soul feel dead

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I need a resurrection
You understand all my grief
You meet me with compassion
I will wait for you

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You always come at right times
My soul is refined by fire
False thinking I’ve depended on
No longer secures

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I stand waiting for relief
Your comfort is far away
That is the way I’m feeling
I find no relief

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“I have come to heal
To bring hope to the hopeless
Freedom for the prisoners
Give sight to the blind
Bring good news to the poorest
Give all the captives freedom”

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Healing instead of relief
Is the promise He’s given
With mixed feelings do we hear
Choose who we will trust

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Reading Psalm 16 and 46 reveal a narrow path of hope. We all find ourselves at some time in the spot these reflections communicate. When I decided that I did not want relief but I wanted healing above all, a pinhole of light entered my world. I chose to move toward that light with trust and hope to make it through the storm I was in at the time. We all think no one understands. That is a lie. There is One who does and comes to bring that healing that only He can give. I choose to “Be still” trusting His words today. 

Begin being still

July 28, 2009

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Good conversation

Is what I look for each day

Begin being still

This helps me become aware

Of a larger loving voice

  

I’ve discovered that my eyes

Are the windows to my heart

My mind will give direction

In the “morning watch”

 

Temptations will come

To take advantage of me

So I’ll guard my eyes

 

I’ll choose the focus

Many voices are calling

Anxiety knocks

 

Fear of the future

And the many ways harm comes

Can rob me of the now

 

“As iron sharpens iron”                            

We each sharpen the other

Let us consider

And look for the perspective

That is the reality


Where are you focusing now?

  

written July 27, 2009

see Proverbs 27:17, Proverbs 27:20

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every morning

July 1, 2009

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Every morning I arise

And confront the dark places

When I focus they arrive

Challenging the Peace

 

I’ve found that these feelings

I awake with each morning

Were falsely handed to me

From generations

 

Anxiety leads the way

Based on the fears that I have

My desperation hidden

In a secret place

 

These feelings are masked well here

Behind my pride, lust and greed

I know these are all true

About me and maybe you

  

I have learned this truth

Train to daily rest

Under stress my feelings rule

I know what they are

 

Naming my fears has helped me

Writing them down is better

Being honest with myself

I am powerless

 

When I was age twelve

I had figured out my world

How to survive and succeed 

It worked for a while

 

Be a “good boy” all around

“Perform to please the others”

“Be strong and show no weakness”

Then things will go well

 

These are the lies I believed 

My feelings are based on these

The voices that are in me

Are rooted in these

 

They will never go away

This one thing I have learned well

They’ve created a false self

That hurts me and you

 

So I meet them each morning

Allow their voices to speak

I am kind and forgiving

Then put them to sleep

 

A twelve year old will not rule

Who I will be in this day

When the stress arrives

The voice of love will speak

 

written June 30, 2009

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