29 June 2020

 
Worry Waves
Fierce ocean waves of worry
Pound against the shore.
They chase her with “what ifs”; she’s
heard their roar before.

But someone shared the secret:
“Face your fear and talk
  To waves of worry while
Standing on the Rock.”

She climbs the cliff to face those
Waves—so loud, yet low.
She shouts the truth against them,
 Set to let them go.

He sends those waves retreating—
Truth repels the sea.
The solid Rock of Ages
Set her spirit free!

22 June 2020

Salvation
She used to play in summer sand,
A plastic shovel in her hand.
She’d dig for treasures on that land,
Feeling safe and free.

In time she wondered if the sea
Could offer something fresh and free.
At first the waves were fun, but she
Found the tide too strong.

She didn’t stay afloat for long;
She needed someone sure and strong.
She couldn’t save herself; along
Came the One who could.

He saved her life, and now she would
 Continue digging so she could
Show her love. She’d bring
Treasures to her King.

15 June 2020

 
Revival Fire
We once deserved God’s ire,
But grace came down like rain
And watered roots of faith—
God kindled Spirit fire.

We gained a new desire
That burned within the heart;
We longed to serve the Lord—
We used to be on fire.

Today we must inspire
Each other’s growth in grace
And fervent love for all—
Lord, send revival fire!

08 June 2020

 
Northbound
On the back road to heaven
There’s room for you and me.
Leave behind your belongings—
We’ll travel light and free.

Some folks claim you can carry
Your cash, your deeds, your stuff;
Toys and trinkets can hinder
And make the roadway rough.

We’ll forego some possessions—
We’ll give a bunch away.
 Earthly riches don’t matter;
We don’t intend to stay.

01 June 2020

Consider the Crows
Ever heard a bird who sounded as if it needed a lozenge? Well, if that raspy croak came from a big black bird, it might have been a member of the crow family. I noticed some birds at a rest stop—were they crows? I wanted details. They looked much bigger than any crows I had ever seen. Later I discovered that they had been ravens—the largest members of the crow family.
A little research revealed that the crow family includes ravens, rooks, jackdaws, jays, magpies, and—of course—crows. Farmers despise crows when they steal grain; corn seems to be a favorite. I knew of one farmer who set up a scarecrow only to be mocked by crows gleefully landing on it, still feasting on corn. A farmer’s frustration must be behind the words of this verse you might recite while planting seeds: “One for the blackbird, / One for the crow, / And that will leave / Just two to grow.”
Notice the saying mentions blackbird and crow. This tells us that, although a crow is black, it differs from a blackbird. Crows caw and tower over blackbirds. Red-winged blackbirds, on the other hand—or is that, on the other wing?—call konk-ka-REEE to their friends in the flock. And they should, since blackbirds are the kind that might end up baked in a pie!
Although crows may not be the subject of that famous rhyme, they do have some special qualities of their own. For one thing, they are known for their friendliness and intelligence. An acquaintance of mine once kept a crow named Cola as a pet. And my grandfather claimed that crows can even learn to talk. They also eat insects that otherwise might have harmed crops. This shows that God has an important purpose in mind for these birds—and for every creature He created.
Besides all that, at least one member of the crow family appears in literature. A well-known writer penned a poem about that granddaddy of the crow family: “The Raven.” So these birds have a lot to, well, crow about!
We, on the other hand, can crow about our Creator’s wonderful world—a world in which even the lowly crow has a place. And if God has a special purpose in mind for a mere bird, what a grand plan He must have in mind for each one of us!