I'm a Wordsmith
no doubt about that. If
the word fits, I'll redact it.
Yes, the truth is
I'm quite loquacious
with my words
written or otherwise.
I enjoy being concise,
with them I make my living
but I also use them purely
for the pleasure they bring.
Without words I'd be mute and groundless,
unable to confess
my feelings, thoughts or interests.
They're a panacea for my soul,
a cornucopia that overflows
that all who read may know
I value words more than silver or gold.
I like to reciprocate
what the Holy Spirit gives
being active not just passive,
touching as I'm touched
with benignant words of love
bequeathed to all of us -
A scintilla that sets ablaze
our passion for Him, unfeigned...


Light of Love! Shine true in me
through my heart of transparency
replete with the fruit of knowing Him
not knowledge alone which harbors sin....

Play, ok?

I sat and watched the children on the playground,
laughing and playing and horsing around.
Generally having a really good time,
anyone could join in, no one seemed to mind.
For the most part they got along well,
all ages and backgrounds - they all seemed to gel.
So I think we should take the world's leaders today
and put them on a giant playground to play.
Those who were enemies
will find themselves playing together, normally.
They'll become friends before they know it,
the smiles on their faces will show it.
They'll exchange "friend requests" on Face book
and hobbies and such -
they'll have no time to fight they'll be enjoying each other so much!

So the next time the armies line up to fight,
put them on a playground and lock it up tight.
Throw away the key
       till they learn to agree
               to let their inner child
                         have the victory!

"Unless you become like a child......"
                                                                  - Jesus

I lost my way
through darkened days
wandering, stumbling, nothing to say

Didn't know if love was real          or not
I can't conceal what I haven't got
but it sounded like something worth living for
yet no message in a bottle ever found my shore
But because my heart was longing,
because I hurt so much,
Love came and found me
and offered me his touch.
His nail scarred hand told me he too knew of pain
How wonderful it was when he first spoke my name,
when he first held me in his embrace
as his tears soaked my hair
as they fell off his face....

and I finally knew a Father's care
and my thirsty soul was satisfied and filled up
and I knew I'd never be alone again
for my search for love had come to an end

Thank you Jesus for being my friend
my feeble heart is yours to mend

if you can make use of me than please do
all I want is to please you.......

The Fourth Watch

Deep in the night
when the world's fast asleep
Who will arise
for the fourth watch to keep?
The world is asleep, spiritually
they've slumbered a long time
Who is alert and awake to see
the wonders he sends and the signs?
Events that capture the world's attention
are often used by his loving intervention.
God's prophets are speaking still
revealing to all who will listen - his will.
A sign without an interpretation
is like a party with no invitations.
A wonder that no one sees
is like a treasure that remains buried.
This generation is blind
because their eyes are closed
because they're asleep.
Unless they're awakened
their souls won't be reaped
but instead will be taken
by our enemy.
We need the voice of the groom
to arouse the bride,
For very, very soon,
she'll be swept by the tide
of his Spirit, flowing back again
to the One who deeply loves women and men...

So,
What can I share with you that wouldn't be a waste of your time and mine?
What could I write with these few words that might be worthy to opine?
With the billions of words generated daily in this world -
will my few stand the test of time?
Only and if their genesis is beyond the realm of human ken,
would they be worthy of your attention.
As he did of old, the Holy Spirit can mold
and shape these words in my heart.
That when they arrive on this page they're alive
and life to you they'll impart.
So my job then
is to put paper to pen
but only when
He
overshadows me
consumes      me
nudges and moves   me
So i wait           patiently...