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Take a Look Around

“She hasn’t changed a bit,” I told my wife. She still had that youthful look and happy face, even though it had been almost three years since I’d seen her. Never had one person had such an impact on other people’s lives. Probably could have been anything in life she chose to be: by far the most beautiful and most popular girl in the class. It was like she had declared war on indifference and prejudice. It didn’t matter who you were or where you came from, she was going to like you and be your friend. When someone was rejected, there she was right by their side, marching down the halls with them, chattering away, like they were the most important thing in her life. And now as I look back, they probably were. I remember the first time I saw her, walking straight up to me my first day of school, and saying, “Now who do we have here with this new handsome face.” I knew I wasn’t handsome, but she made me feel that way. I remember her standing by me when I got in trouble outside of school. Not only accepting people, but causing other people to accept each other. We may not have been the smartest class in town, but we had something no other school had, and that was Rebecca Lamb. It was the year after graduation that I learned her mother and father had given her away because they didn’t have time for children. If they only knew what they had missed. And now as I look down at her lying in this simple casket, I recalled what she always said, even in her graduation speech, for which she got a standing ovation, “Inside of everybody, there is beauty: we just need to go in and take a look around. The cancer she had since she was six and none of us knew about had silently taken one of God’s gifts to us away.

Thanks for Listening

It just has not been a good day I couldn't seem to find my way I'm trying now for words to say I'll speak plain if you will stay This heart is heavy now on me Because of all the things I see Another place that I desire to be And stay yet closer Lord to Thee Shall this Love I feel depart And leave my soul with a broken heart Or shall a gift to me impart From you my healing time to start This valley road before me seems so long Your strength I need to make me strong And when Your Hand has set aright all wrong Is then my lips will sing deliverance's song Rock-of-Ages let me hide myself in Thee Until this darkness will no longer be And the Sonlight of Your Love I will see To say thanks for listening to my humble plea

Thanks(for)giving

What has meant for all this year To listen to complain, complain Never enough or just too much I just won’t speak to them again If I were you do this or that I have never in all my days Seen so many things I don’t like I just don’t like their ways I guess as perfect as I am No one else is good enough God must be thankful for having me To help with all this stuff Does this poem remind you of you If so, then oh what a shame For if only the time is taken one day To give thanks to His Holy name He never stops one single day In our lives that we are living His grace, His mercy, His love and peace Everyday we’ll call thanksforgiving

The Anonymous One

He always came to me on time Though His face I never saw To do a thing I found in need To answer one and all The one who was there for me In all my ways in life For good to turn events around To help in pain and strife Oh yet I have a chance to see He who’s been a friend And thank then face to face For all that He did send I’ve found no other like this man To me who has always been I think to find Him more and more And all His will to win Oh, oh life to trust Him more For everything I do He is a friend to one and all A Savior just for you

The Bear and the Rabbit

I chance to be in the woods that day To watch a wondrous sight A rabbit came upon a bear Gave the hare such an awful fright The bear looked up as if to speak And off the rabbit ran The bear lumber after him Calling out again and again The rabbit ran in circles still With the bear not far behind Slow down, slow down the bear would cry I want you to be a friend of mine The rabbit had lived for many years And soon grew weary and worn I’ll just stop and now give up My life by this bear will be torn The bear smiled softly at the rabbit Said I only want to be a friend Just calm yourself down and talk to me So this time together we spend The rabbit sighed a breath of relief Said I’m so thankful for my life For God has taken care of me My friends, my children, and wife Was an amazing thing I saw That happened just that day For I saw the love of God come true As the bear and rabbit went their way

The Car in the Moonlight

As I look upon the car at night I thought...what a lovely machine The way it's built and keeps itself One of the prettiest sights I've seen I wonder what this old car’s worth Surely it must be a lot For all looks in perfect shape Its' structure without a spot As the moonlight settled upon its' hood It stood so gracefully The years had truly blessed this car For now it was a blessing to me I watched the car into the morn And the breaking of the sun Then I began to see it very clear What life had really done The car was battered from storms of life The dents and rust now clear I wept a prayer of strength As closer I drew near I laid my hand upon its' glass And felt a peace serene Was then I prayed its' beauty rare In the moonlight would always be seen

The Cry From Within

I might be a president A poet or beauty queen A soldier standing tried and true The greatest actor you’ve ever seen But then again from day to day I might be a plain old Joe Whose life may seem unimportant No matter where I go I know you have equal rights One’s not the right to kill If given the chance to love you My mother, I always will You see, I have a right And as you I choose life To live as others do Though sometimes in pain and strife Mother, if I could say I love you Please stop and think again I don’t want to be aborted Is the cry from within

The Doorkeeper

Week after week I saw his face A greeting of kindness to enter this door Oh come on in and enjoy the Lord For His mercy endures evermore You came to the right place today For we serve the eternal bread And you'll all the good things eat And the Word is alive not dead There's plenty of water to drink From a fountain that will never run dry You can get a glorious invitation To a wedding taking place by and by He said it all with such joy His voice striking bells in my heart No matter what I felt before I came My troubles and cares from me would part Was it in the pastor, or the singer That put my mind upon the Lord Oh no, ‘twas long before I heard For it was in the doorkeepers word

The Eagle Will Fly

I shall leave here one day I said To walk into what lies ahead But voices still linger on in my mind Calling me onward to a place I shall find I’ll walk these halls with head held high Because I know the eagle will fly Upon its’ wings soaring onward each day In the footsteps of others who walked this way And as I leave to stand in my place I’ll remember the outline of each face When as the years of my life pass by Always in my heart the eagle will fly

The Final Word

As men go carelessly to and fro To say the things they do To change, direct, and keep in change The words that aren’t so true When, man think in all his days That nothing lies ahead As if he’ll never stand to face The words in life he’s said Be careful now and take heed The words of thine own lips For they are carried many miles Upon life’s seas by many ships For someone’s there to always hear The words we have to say A word unwise from a fool who speaks No fear of judgement day But when we stand before the throne Of Christ our King and Lord We’ll have no mighty things to boast For He’ll have the final word

The Fireplace

A warmer place I’d never found In all my days of life No matter where I would find myself It carved peace as a knife To give its goodness piece by piece Just when I would need A slice of peace within my heart The fireplace my soul would feed It never seemed to fade away It’s flame burning always bright The warmth I felt within my heart The darkest of the night I thank my God who sent the flame That lit the old fireplace And bring such a warmth to man A warmth we can embrace The flame will glow for times untold With words easily understood To know that the flame of life Was brought by Jesus’ blood

The First Time

My mind now goes to the place When your face before me did shine For the day of your beginning was here When I saw you for the first time And then another thought moved in As if to fall in line The giggle for you and joyful scream for me When you took steps for the first time And sounds you made, we chose to hear In a manner that sounded just fine And we're still not sure which one came Father or mother for the first time Now in your life firsts come and go But remain upon life's line But each time I speak these words to you I Love You, seems just like the first time

The First to Love
	How oft is said He loved me first When He died upon a tree We stand and talk of Amazing Grace That saved a wretch like me And though in times I feel His touch Assurance that I am saved To walk the paths of my life With no fear of the grave. And yet I know when I stand tall From this world to rise above When I am wronged by someone here It's when I'm the first to love.

The Flower Bed

So often I had looked upon these flowers And adored their beauty deep To feel softness in my heart As if in a peaceful sleep But it was upon this certain day I saw in a different light The flowers in the flower bed I beheld as in God’s sight The color of each was so different And their leaves of a varied splendor Each one different from another Yet each a plant so tender I saw that the care of God To one was as the other According to what was the need He nursed as would a mother And though their colors were not alike All seemed in harmony For together they made this flower bed The great beauty that I could see With this thought upon my mind I knew that this was true of man When colors choose to be together It is in God’s Love we stand How lovely that I find today When all we speak is said ‘Tis true when colors come together It make’s a beautiful flower bed

The Flower Graduates

There was a day to stand for one And show forth its’ own glow For now these years it fed upon With other flowers in the row It grew upon the mother plant As tender the bloom it grew For one day to be a flower its own And smile at the sunshine too And when the day from youth had come I decided to take a glance At the flower no longer a child To watch in its’ first dance It spread its’ petals as a yawn As eagles’ wings to soar And opened wide its’ lovely smile For all creation to adore Walk proudly in your place in line For its’ all for what you’ve done You’ve did what it took to grow And have your day in the sun

The Fragrance in the Air

I walked intently into the room A place I'd been before Again the fragrance filled the air As I slowly closed the door I'd known this fragrance through the years Though it's source I'd never found I enjoyed the feeling that it gave Was like a beautiful sound I'd watched the people in this room The things they seemed to share The pain and joy through all the years Together to show they care The love she had for him was shown From grandma to grandpa And in return he gave the same My grandpa to grandma The thing that I tried to find The fragrance in the air It had eluded my eyes and mind Each time I entered there After grandma passed this life The fragrance went away I began to see a truth so real About the fragrance that day I had overlooked a simple thing About the love they'd shared For it was the care they'd shown The fragrance in the air

The Gentle Hands

A tried and true statement How often has been said About a man who walked this earth Once this man was dead Was it a day of sadness Or was just another day It came oh so suddenly I thought I heard someone say The family all was standing by To make their simple chat Explaining each and every one What they thought of this and that Still once confused to someone there As to why this had to be Was clearly set in God’s own word For everyone to see It was appointed for a man That he should live then die It is a certain that we can’t change No matter how we try A child would speak these words so wise He said he loved the Lord This man often talked to me And was this that I adored No matter what the problem was Was simple to this man The feeling was one of peace From the touch of his gentle hands

The Giver

Written for a true giver…Sharon What else can be said Yes, when all is complete The words they would use Like loving and sweet A pattern of things To be seen by another The fragrance you leave As more than a mother Again and again Was proven to all No task left undone No love shown small A pillar of strength Oh what can it be That even in leaving You give memory To our lives Your love you deliver For in God’s home Your name is the giver

The Important Line

They walked slowly past with looks so sad Oh how we miss him so I heard them say I’ll remember him In life wherever I go The day of no choice for him had come His time on this earth at an end And those who passed before him now He called them everyone friend All the words of his life now finished Written in a book all his own The good or the bad never to change For the pen of his life was now gone Oh but his words I still can read For the book of his life still remains His memories still walk through my mind Of those his joys and pains I recall him saying to me years ago When all your love you can give It’s not as important the line at your grave As those who have seen you live

The Life of His Son

The pages of my life keep turning And I face this pain everyday This place of sorrow I live in Out of which I can’t find a way Deeper and deeper, still falling My hope is all at an end My heart searching, desperately crying Is there help someone can send? The rock of my life getting slippery I try so desperately to stand Plunging downward, my hope disappearing As my life slips out of my hand But now a light shines so brightly As a hand reaches out for me And pulls me out of this slumber Awakens my heart to see And now life is worth living Because of what God has done When there was no hope for me He gave me the life of His Son

The Line for the Lamb

The remained the same an never moved No turns or breaks to be found Yet on either side was numbers scattered And wisdom words by colors bound A lamb from above rode the winds Placed softly on the line so straight And walked with steps on neither side Toward the end where a throne did wait The lamb turned not to left our right Tho on the line hells fire was thrown Determined as a lion for prey With decided eyes the lamb moved on The line was straight for thirty add years Walk through across for others die The lamb brought forth from death to live The blood for life on forgiveness rely As now I see this line so clearly drawn The path to follow for a life’s endeavor The line to God for all is known And die upon this earth yet live forever

The Little i

I am so pleased with myself And all that I have done I am such a success in life Yet I’ve only just begun There is so much that I can do To satisfy my need I’ll stand tall above the rest Surely I can lead Others are impressed with me For this I truly know I stand out in the crowd No matter where I go But I find no peace within I’m never satisfied Others just don’t measure up No matter how they’ve tried But now I’ve found a truth so real When to myself I die I found peace when I hid myself And became the little i

The Living Victim

The sun rose another day And they continued on their way They would smile and say hello As if they were happy to go Look again I say into their eyes Before you tell them casual good-byes Can you see what is turning in their heart? To know their pain before they part It has been true for many years For those left behind, we should shed tears By violence a friend or loved one is taken And again many lives now have been shaken So let’s not forget just those who die now But recall sweet memories from gone days somehow We held, we touched, what now seems unreal I’ll always remember, yes this I will And yes if we look at that everyday face That always before we pass without trace So now let us pray for those things we share The living victim of a world so unfair

The Man(Jesus Christ)

They say He’s strange with ways unknown What can He do, His mind is gone The watch and stare and torment Him With words so blind and looks so grim They really don’t know this man Who spreads His love throughout the land They’ll not know how great a loss They deprive the world upon a cross Few sorrows shown He’ll soon be dead A crown of thorns upon His head A thief is but a small burden to bear To show the world His home He’ll share And now as time and men grow old His revelation has been told A new heaven and earth this man shall send Alpha, Omega; beginning and end Gabriel’s loud trumpet this man shall send Alpha, Omega; Beginning and End.

The Man I Saw

And when the wind stopped And the storm had gone away I could now see clearly The place for a better day The clouds were moved swiftly To another place in time Away and then forgotten Removed from this heart of mine My eyes beheld an image Of a man so white and clean I knew this was my master My Lord I’d finally seen And then I bowed before him Gave thanks to a Mighty God If I could only touch him Then I saw him give a nod He knew my every thought My sins from me were driven The peace I now came to know Because I was forgiven

The Mother of My Children

Through the years I’ve watched you grow From what was a child it seems I’ve felt your pain and sorrow And tried to share your dreams So often you’re so much to me In things I shall never forget And after all these many years It’s still clear the day we met You’ve struggled hard to do your best And thought you’ve failed at times God has much more in store for you As life’s ladder you start to climb You’re a special lady everywhere you go And all the places you have been I’ll always remember the love and care You gave as the mother of my children

The Object of Our Conversation

It was as tough it always came Into the talks we had For no matter where we started out And even if we were sad We could talk about a friend Or something we had done But always it would come around To be the only one I venture now to say was true It always brought us joy I saw it first I remember well When I was just a boy It was to mean a lot in life We were glad each time it came From the first we had seen it Our life was not the same To look upon its beauty’s life Gave such a warm sensation The picture of the Old Rugged Cross Became the object of our conversation

The Old Heater

Ah but the noise it made When it put forth it’s heat Seem to be a most irritating thing Surely this machine can be beat I know there are lots better than This heater that troubles me With the rickety noise it makes I’ll go down to the store and see This new contraption that I bought I just can’t figure out With switches and wires I don’t understand What is it all about I’ll go search and find what I threw away And remember a faithful old friend That kept me warm on a wintry day And let our friendship start again For this heater was faithful to me In all the noise that it made So we’ll not part in spite of its ways When all words of life have been laid

The Old Refrigerator Frightened Me

I got up from sleep one night To get myself a drink I approached the old refrigerator Did it move? No I don't think I sat at the kitchen table My thoughts became so deep The old refrigerator clicked so loud And startled me from sleep I'll get myself a bite to eat So I'll just go and see When I opened the old refrigerator It threw it out at me I'll sell that old refrigerator That frightened me so much I'll sell it cheap and right away It's door again I'll never touch The movers came to take it away I thought so happy I'll be And when I thought that it would fall The old refrigerator frightened me

The Painful Hope

What is this dreadful pain I feel It’s pulling at my heart It’s got such a hold on me It’s tearing me apart Pounding, pounding at the door It’s trying to get out Let go let go and set me free The pain begins to shout But can I give up this pain That’s pulling at my heart Throw it and all I love away And make a brand new start They say hope should make you glad Bring joy to your life But this hope inside of me It is that pain and strife This hope that’s inside of me I won’t let have its way I think I want to keep this pain And hope you’ll return some day

The Picture

I did not like the picture I saw Was sadness it brought to my heart My, oh my I said to myself Let this picture from my eyes depart To see and behold what evil hath done With innocence lost on that day I’ll take my brush and change if I could Yet I know it happened that way I’d ask God for a moment in time To speak to those inside those walls To say once again the words I know true That the Blood of the Lamb still calls My hope and prayer that I say Salvation was faster than death And God’s Holy Spirit was found To take to that Haven of Rest And we know that this holds true When we face our ending of days That life and hope rest with His Son And forgiveness in Him lays