A little poem I sing to myself when I am feeling challenged. I've worn it out lately :) I sorta. Stole it straight out of scripture :)
The Seed
Don't let me be the seed
trampled on the path.
Don't let me be the seed
growing in dry ground.
Don't let me be the seed
that's completely overwhelmed.
I want to be planted.
I want to be planted in You.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Day 109, What's a Prayer?
I've been praying a lot, that isn't necessarily different but how I pray is completely new and good I might add.
Prayer
What's a prayer,
but a wish?
A fervent expression
Of our own desire.
Isn't that what we do?
Isn't that how we pray?
What a merciful God to bless
us in our tepid pose.
but what a mighty God we find
when the floor does meet our nose.
Prayer
What's a prayer,
but a wish?
A fervent expression
Of our own desire.
Isn't that what we do?
Isn't that how we pray?
What a merciful God to bless
us in our tepid pose.
but what a mighty God we find
when the floor does meet our nose.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Day 106, perspective
Perspective
Like a tilt-a-whirl
My eyes can't find a spot
To hold in focus
Too much spinning
My perspective is always changing
And I No longer see which way is what
Like a tilt-a-whirl
My eyes can't find a spot
To hold in focus
Too much spinning
My perspective is always changing
And I No longer see which way is what
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Day 107, Saturday is my BFF
Well sort of...
Saturday
You are my BFF
from years ago
I'm always excited
to see you but
you don't always live
up to the hype.
You're all me, me, me.
We have fun, I admit it
and sure, I miss
the old times but
I have other days
that understand me better.
Friday is my soul mate.
I'm just not the same girl
you remember me being.
I've changed, but don't
worry, you'll always be
my best friend from yesterday.
Saturday
You are my BFF
from years ago
I'm always excited
to see you but
you don't always live
up to the hype.
You're all me, me, me.
We have fun, I admit it
and sure, I miss
the old times but
I have other days
that understand me better.
Friday is my soul mate.
I'm just not the same girl
you remember me being.
I've changed, but don't
worry, you'll always be
my best friend from yesterday.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Day 106, Friday, oh Friday!
I think it might be my favorite day, I'm discovering that through this week's post. :) Happy Friday!
Friday
My harbinger, my Hero!
I hear your name and my
pulse quickens. You promise
deliverance and respite, you are
my weekend Romeo.
Kneeling below my balcony
you whisper promises
the other days of the week
can only stutter through.
You are silver tongued
and I don't mind it.
Friday, oh Friday
Here you are my Friday!
Friday
My harbinger, my Hero!
I hear your name and my
pulse quickens. You promise
deliverance and respite, you are
my weekend Romeo.
Kneeling below my balcony
you whisper promises
the other days of the week
can only stutter through.
You are silver tongued
and I don't mind it.
Friday, oh Friday
Here you are my Friday!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Day 105, Thursday, Thursday. THURSDAY!
Thursday is fun to say. Stop and repeat it several times in your head. It just feels good. I've always loved a Thursday. Even if it's a bad one there is a weekend right next to it to recoup! I had a wonderful visit with a great friend and so she inspired me to write this. I think I'll just nickname her "Thursday"!
Thursday
Thursday is a thoughtful friend
who listens as well as she shares
a give and take day
a no holds barred day
a stop and make a wish day
an anything can happen
but let's pray it don't day
She stops to have a cup of coffee
let you catch up on things
and she is never overbearing
She's a downhill race day.
That's what's so thoughtful
about Thursday.
Thursday
Thursday is a thoughtful friend
who listens as well as she shares
a give and take day
a no holds barred day
a stop and make a wish day
an anything can happen
but let's pray it don't day
She stops to have a cup of coffee
let you catch up on things
and she is never overbearing
She's a downhill race day.
That's what's so thoughtful
about Thursday.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Day 104, Wednesday is not my favorite day...
Wednesday
Like laps in the ocean
It's effect is largely
Dependent on the swimmers stance
Poised to frolic
Or paranoid of it's
liquid persistence
Thus Wednesday is altogether
At the mercy of ones whims
And whims are rarely merciful.
Like laps in the ocean
It's effect is largely
Dependent on the swimmers stance
Poised to frolic
Or paranoid of it's
liquid persistence
Thus Wednesday is altogether
At the mercy of ones whims
And whims are rarely merciful.
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