Miracles and More- summer

He wasn't backed by legions

and He never held a sword,

how could anyone be that powerful 

to change existence with a word?

He wasn't so black and

He wasn't so white

He was somewhere in the middle

to be just right.

His voice drew the children

as He took them by the hand

His voice was profound 

and He gave universal command.

He'd perform an individuals miracle

and ask that it not be shared

He came to save all mankind 

but that  single moment was only theirs.

Trust Jesus for salvation 

and He will be with you;

He is here, he is real

and He's not through...

Shaper of lives (the sculptor)- summer

Oh master sculptor take this clay

and form it to a perfect day

where sun and clouds

may dance away 

on delicious breezes blown my way.

The trees are laughing

happy, clapping with glee

and the warmth makes all creation free

to move about unfettered with thought

relieved of the burden of what we ought

and replaced with what natures

lessons have taught

that He who shapes the course of the day

knows our deepest needs

and is faithful always.

In the Lap of Summer - summer

In the lap of summer

I lay my head.

Mind, body

and soul well fed.

Comfortable and quiet,

soothing sounds are

of a lullaby.

This is all the good of God 

showing that 

He's real and close nearby.

In the lap of summer 

I feel safe

from the fears that beset me 

this is where I escape.

Ever so softly 

you'll sing me to sleep

I'm safe in your keeping 

and sigh with release

in the lap of summer -

I know true peace