He Walked in the Room

He walked in the room

and everything changed,

from what could be worse

to perspective reversed.

His love and demeanor,

much purer and cleaner;

as grays turned to white

and darkness took flight.

His Words pierced within, 

through the worst of my sin, 

with passion and meaning, 

every failure redeeming.

His eyes were all knowing, 

with a presence so glowing, 

seeing past all my sorrow

to a brighter tomorrow. 

Yes, He walked in the room,

when I most least expected,

exchanging the bleakness,

for strength in my weakness.

Time is Fleeting

Though I know time is fleeting,
yet this drum of mine is beating,
  resounding day and night
    so much faster than I've known.
Thus I should live each minute,
as a brave and faithful tenant,
  and tend each seed I've planted
    'til its fruit is fully grown.
  
Still I often fail and falter,
as I stumble toward the altar,
  but my heart desires to know
    and hear the voice Divine.
One day I'll know the reasons
for life's ever changing seasons,
  and see the only lasting seeds
    were never really mine.
 
It's not the seeds I've planted,
it's grace our God has granted-
  I only need to do my part
    and follow day and night.
Then when time has ended
and my spirit has ascended,
  I'll taste the tree of Life
    and the glory of His light.

New Things

Behold, I'll make all things new
  in the coming year.
For you'll see a grander view-
  new things will appear.

So lift your eyes, wait for me,
  seek Me day and night,
and you'll have new eyes to see
  love and truth and light.

Smaller Part

I longed to be a flame of fire,
  glowing with divine desire,
serving the Lord for all to see,
  but He had different plans for me.

Instead, I serve behind the scenes,
  in a role of much lesser means,
often unnoticed, not well known,
  and at times just a bit alone.

I know the last will be made first,
  that prideful vanity is accursed.
Then why do I still desire acclaim,
  in the disguise of His Holy Name?

Lord, please help me to be content
  to remain in the role You sent,
to sit in the back, without despair,
  knowing You have put me there.

And during the times I feel alone,
  when my spirit's like a stone,
come to me and to heal my heart,
  while I play the smaller part.

Lord Willing

If the Lord wills,
we can do this or that.
If He does not,
we're sure to fall flat.

It's better to seek
and follow His will,
than rushing ahead
and take a hard spill.

Hush, Be Still

As we're traveling our own way, 

we often find ourselves astray-

stormy seas and waves of woe

assailing us like an angry foe.

But if God becomes our guide, 

we'll evermore be satisfied,

for in the midst of stormy seas,

winds become a gentle breeze.

Shiny Things

God lets us play with shiny things,
  and hold them in our hand.
They seem so precious for a while,
  but then they turn to sand.

The gifts of life will come and go,
  not meant to always hold,
as if they'll grow more precious,
  like silver turned to gold.

They come, go, and when they do,
  they turn from sand to dust,
and often the best shiny things,
  just end up full of rust.

In the end, the lesson learned
  might sound a little odd,
but the only gifts that truly last
  are those we give to God.