Category Archives: Poems

Brick by Brick

You built these walls up so high
You don’t know if you’ll ever
Be able to get out.

You built these walls brick by brick. . .
Not out of thoughtlessness. . .
But of your own free will.

You wanted to stay inside.
You wanted to hide.
You wanted to stay in your grave.

Jesus the Christ, the Lord of all
He’s Messiah, He’s here to call
You out of your tomb
Because He’s the One Who saves!

Heed the Call

If you say you walk

In the Lord’s light

But leave behind

The Devil’s night

 

If you say you know

That God loves you

And that He’s there

Yes, He hears you

 

But you push Him away

Because of pain

You see no blue skies

Only heavy rain

 

I say, giving up

Is not an option

Because He’s been there

Through thick and thin

 

Through highs and lows

Yes, He’s seen you

He knows just what

You’re going through

 

Because He is God

And He knows all

So walk in faith

And heed His call.

God’s Wind

Can you hear it in the wind?

A voice calls you from deep within,

Calling to come and be brave,

‘Cause it is God Who came to save.

 

The wind is strong, yet God is moreso;

Love is His character; His discipline helps us grow.

Always He’s here, forever He’s caring;

In the dark, His light is flaring.

 

God’s wind in us is the reason we’re alive,

So keep breathing for Him; He’ll make you thrive.

Love is the driving force beneath our skin:

God’s wind is love to us. . .

God’s wind.

A Mother’s Day Poem

All of you moms out there
In the States,
Canada,
Or elsewhere
Listen to what
I have to say
It’s okay
If you fail at being a mom
From time to time
It’s fine.
It’s great if you try
To be the kind of mom
Who comforts their kids when they cry
Or are angry
Or stressed
Or not at their best.
It’s great if you see
What your kids can be
One day
If they wish to go
Live their dreams
Support them so
And tell them they can do it
If they strive to work to it.

But. . .

Most important of all
Never forget
To remind them of their need for God
Lest they stumble and fall
And have nowhere to run
And that’s no fun.
Train them up in the way
They should go
And when they are old
They will not turn away
From the Life, the Truth, and the Way
Overstate on how they
Should life a life pleasing to Him
And tell them
They should follow Him
Always
And never forsake
Him for the world
For what is the price
Of the world worth
If they gain it all
But lose their soul?