Invisible Visible

prayer is the only
application of faith
that can turn

anxiety into trust
and trust into hope
when there are no

visible solutions to
the problems at hand

the act of prayer
invites the power of
God to solve the

unsolvable

I cannot see the
answer today but in
God’s time he will

make that which
is invisible visible

Talking to Myself

I was awakened at five
by the sound of heavy
rain crashing on our

metal roof
heck of a way to start
a Monday

it is now thirteen-thirty
the sun is out and the
wind is picking up

I can hear the distant
thunder and see the
lightning strike

the lawn is too wet to
cut and there are still
receding pools of water

on the patio

I can’t see the jet or
the small plane but I
hear them fly overhead

unaware of the coming
storm which looks
ominous and mighty

but the coming storm is
only the tiniest display
of God’s power

my phone beeps with a
text message from LDH
reporting 16,541 new

cases of COVID-19 since
Friday along with 2,720
hospitalizations

the governor adds get
vaccinated mask up and
help save lives

how many more deaths will
it take

how much longer will
arrogance and ignorance
rule

God is speaking to us through
the storm calling us back
to him

is anyone listening

or am I only talking to myself

Know

I sat and
watched the
surgeon’s skill

as his scalpel

cut across
the growth
on my thigh

I winced with
pain near the
bottom of

his cut

he injected me
a few more times
and continued

his cut

obviously this
reminded me of
my frailty

and of what I
already know

know

without a doubt
that life is short
and

know

that there is a
God on high

Time Will Tell

same breeze different day
same heat different summer
same vision different decade

time cannot alter God’s plans
or promises
time only makes God’s promises
come true

time is

another reminder of your love
for those who believe in you
another reminder of your love
for your church
another reminder of your love
for your people Israel

what is true and what is false
will be revealed by all the
promises of God in time

time will tell

Yesterday’s Poem

I looked just above
the tallest tree to see
if the clouds were moving

they are floating ever so
slowly to the west while
my thoughts drift along

with them looking forward
to the time when the Lord
returns

because we could meet the
Lord in clouds such as
these on a day like today

when yesterday’s poem
will have been the last one
I ever wrote

Only in America

I didn’t feel like doing another crossword on my phone. I didn’t feel like writing another poem about the weather. I caved in and scrolled through the news on my phone. Instantly I was reminded of the many reasons why I seldom read, watch, or listen to the news anymore in any form. Even if I do scroll through the news, I only look at the headlines.

Over a dozen of the headlines reported violent deaths and hate crimes here—only in America—not in rest of the world, only here in America.

Americans are no longer free. America is not divided; it is beyond divided. It is imploding from being in bondage to uncontrollable hate and violence. So, the America that was, no longer is. You think it is but it is not.

The good character traits and human values based on God’s Truth that most Americans used to embrace and emulate helped America become one of the most civilized and successful nations on earth. That is no longer true.

No God, no peace. No God, no safety. No God, no truth. No God, no love. No God, no life eternal.

One Thing

Darkness descended midmorning
with a major storm hanging in
the air.

Distant thunder is no longer
distant squeezing us from
all sides.

Well call me Noah!

It is a torrential downpour
with no end in sight. I must
turn on a light in here.

I got a severe thunderstorm
watch then a flash flood warning
and a special weather statement.

My phone is ringing off the hook!
Well, dinging like crazy. I know.
Phones don’t do that anymore.

I always wanted to say that;
because my phone didn’t ring
then and rarely rings now.

You try not to worry but these
are the things you worry about
with loved ones on the road.

My wife drove her sister for a
scheduled surgery before this
storm hit.

Her drive back will be a tough
one. It goes without saying but
it is out of my hands.

Storms like this are subtle red
flags to remind us that we are
not in control. God is.

It just happens that way and
there is nothing one can
do about it.

Well there is one thing. Prayer.
Pray to God for their safety.
And pray some more.

The Sound of the Wind

I was sitting outside in my new chair
for the first time. It was a Valentine’s
Day slash birthday gift from my
sweetheart.

I wasted as much time as possible
because I could easily sit in this
lounge chair for hours on end.

I read my Kindle on my phone which
is a different book than on my
Kindle. A book I had forgotten I was
reading.

I opened a crossword. I closed the
crossword; my mind wasn’t up to it.
I was content that death may not
be coming today.

Which made me think as I listened
to the birds, a time is coming when
I won’t hear the birds anymore or
the piercing sound of the wind.

I am holding on to a thread of faith
that says God has the power to do
all that he has promised.

I wait eagerly for what lies ahead
even when my faith is too weak to
see anything but the sound of the
wind.