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

You'll Never Be Lonely - summer

You'll never be lonely

if you know where I live -

whatever you need

I'll be ready to give.

There's so much in this life

that we can give or take,

to overlook a caring heart

is a mournful mistake.

You'll

Assurance....- summer

My salvation is not in the sun,

the forests, meadows or mists;

No, my salvation is in the Lord

and all of this proves He exists!

Patiently, He's made me aware,

awakening me to know He is there

as high as the mountains

and deep as the sea

so great does His love

hold humanity;

as sure as we live upon this land

so we are witness of his Almighty hand;

when I go to the hills

I can know it is He

who sits in the stillness next to me -

in my praise of nature

may I never ignore

the assurance of His presence,

this Creator, who is Lord.

Broken Before the Lord - spring

Peter was strong, steadfast and brave,

whatever went wrong, he never ran away.

Nicknamed "the rock", by Jesus he stood,

day after day - he knew he always would.

Trusting his strength when times were tough

until the time came when his strength was not enough.

From the darkness they came with the torches of light,

carriers of fear cutting through the night.

Peter grew weak and left the Lord's side

slipping away, hoping to hide -

hear him cry, hear him cry.....

He opened his heart and out it poured,

he was broken before the Lord.

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No sooner had tears left Peter's eyes

than Jesus was taken and crucified,

but Peter came back - 10 times as brave

when Jesus was risen and Jesus forgave -

this time Peter knew from where the strength came

every time a miracle was done in Jesus name...

Peter opened his heart, and out it poured,

he was broken before the Lord.

Afternoon Tea - spring

What a comfortable setting it was -

the white lace and teacups

on a table for two;

the world kept and bay,

no more room,

no more room...

*

We could chat and listen

and sip our brew,

laugh, or shed a tear or two;

sharing our lives, just me and you.

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I will sorely miss our afternoon tea -

but more,

I'll miss your company.