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
I cannot see the
answer today but in God’s time he will
make that which
is invisible visible
I was awakened at five
by the sound of heavy rain crashing on our
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
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
I sat and
watched the surgeon’s skill
as his scalpel
the growth on my thigh
I winced with
pain near the bottom of
he injected me
a few more times and continued
reminded me of my frailty
and of what I
without a doubt
that life is short and
that there is a
God on high
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
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
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
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.
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 wind pushes the
clouds past while each tree hears a different tune
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.