Showing posts with label life's cares. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life's cares. Show all posts
Monday, July 18, 2011
Friday, October 23, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
To Carry. . .or to Cast?
To Carry, or to Cast? That is the question we all face from time to time. Our flesh/ego/whatever has us thinking that we can handle whatever comes our way, and that it is a sign of weakness to ask for help. However, the truth is that when we are weighed down with cares and have difficulty moving forward, He wants us to call out to Him - for burden carrying is one of His specialities.

Cast your cares on Him. . .for He cares for your soul.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Hidden With Him
Sometimes our soul likes to hide
from life's cares. But in that hiding
place, make sure you take God along.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Where Is It Going?
Many days I awake and wonder, where is life taking me? So, with pen in hand, here are my thoughts....
In the midst of dawn’s glistening light
I hear the sound of the dove
As it downs on the olive branch,
Precariously observing the movings below
Where is it going?
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To new heights, soaring among the clouds
On wings of peace and contentment
The river crawls along the mountain’s edge
Rushing down into the valley’s cavity
Among the jagged rocks it sings a love song,
Happily bursting forth with sounds of praise
Where is it going?

To new horizons, tossing furiously over every obstacle
Hurriedly into the sea to become as one.
A tired, frail stranger, a mere ribbon of existence,
Standing on the shore, overlooking a vast expanse
Gazing beyond the fragility of today,
Years of struggle and pain are etched on his face
Where is this pilgrim going?

To a better place, rejoicing in the confidence
That all is well between him and his Maker.
In the midst of dawn’s glistening light
I hear the sound of the dove
As it downs on the olive branch,
Precariously observing the movings below
Where is it going?
.jpg)
To new heights, soaring among the clouds
On wings of peace and contentment
The river crawls along the mountain’s edge
Rushing down into the valley’s cavity
Among the jagged rocks it sings a love song,
Happily bursting forth with sounds of praise
Where is it going?

To new horizons, tossing furiously over every obstacle
Hurriedly into the sea to become as one.
A tired, frail stranger, a mere ribbon of existence,
Standing on the shore, overlooking a vast expanse
Gazing beyond the fragility of today,
Years of struggle and pain are etched on his face
Where is this pilgrim going?

To a better place, rejoicing in the confidence
That all is well between him and his Maker.
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