Will you go for a walk with me

7 02 2015

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Staring alone at the dawn
I am thinking of you
Longing for you by my side
Longing to ask these words of you.

Will you go for a walk with me?
As the crickets give way to birds welcoming the day
In some secret place we could stay all day
Stealing glances, sitting in silence.

Will you go for a walk with me?
Down sweet memories and into a life together
Through joys, and tears, and their in betweens
From sharing moments to sharing a lifetime

Will you go for a walk with me?
On distant shores, where we be unknown
In foreign fields, where He is yet to be named
On the front lines, where battles rage on for the souls of men.

Will you go for a walk with me?
Before these sands turn to gold
And we could never share a sunrise or walk into its setting
In that city, where i could never cry for you, with you, because of you

 

Will you?

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For Rachel
Jan 29, 2014.

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Spent

31 01 2015

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If I could pour my heart and mind and strength
into something for a week, a month, or even years,
And it would count in someone’s life for eternity,
whatever cost to myself would have all been worth it.

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The bride my heart breaks for

4 01 2015

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We must measure ourselves by what is left undone.

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Something to do on Christmas day

27 12 2014

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Like the sand, they spread across the beach
Twas’ the night before Christmas, the crowds gathered for
Some choose to spend it with friends
Some with loved ones
All are looking for something to do on Christmas day

Amidst the joyous echoes of Christmas carols
Empty heart are crying out
Eager eyes, look toward the sky,
Looking for hope,
Looking for something to do on Christmas Day

Many do not know, the man that was born this day
Many do not know, the sacrifice he made
Many do not know, the story of love, the story of the cross
Many are just searching for something to do on Christmas

As the clock ticked pass midnight, the crowd began to cheer
Joyous celebration of a day they did not know
Would they still shout, would they still sing
If they knew what they were celebrating for
Or are they just here because they have nothing better to do on Christmas Day

Many do not know, the man that was born this day
Many do not know, the sacrifice he made
Many do not know, the story of love, the story of the cross
Many are just searching for something to do on Christmas

Who will tell them about the Christ in Christmas?
For there is no Christmas, without Christ
And the many can stop searching for something to do on Christmas
Because it would just be another day without Christ

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Written December 25, 2002.





No turning back

5 02 2014

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So send I you to labor unrewarded,
To serve unpaid, unloved, unsought, unknown,
To bear rebuke, to suffer scorn and scoffing-
So send I you to toil for Me alone.

So send I you to bind the bruised and broken,
O’er wand’ring souls to work, to weep, to wake,
To bear the burdens of a world aweary-
So send I you to suffer for My sake.

So send I you to loneliness and longing,
With heart a hung’ring for the loved and known,
Forsaking home and kindred, friend and dear one-
So send I you to know My love alone.

So send I you to leave your life’s ambition,
To die to dear desire, self-will resign,
To labor long, and love where men revile you-
So send I you to lose your life in Mine.

So send I you to hearts made hard by hatred,
To eyes made blind because they will not see,
To spend, tho’ it be blood, to spend and spare not-
So send I you to taste of Calvary.

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As the Father hath sent me, so send I you.

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A hymn by Margaret Clarkson

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Messengers

25 01 2014

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Nobody praises the postman

for well written love letters

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15 12 2013

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I am not to be pitied.

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I have been given the best portion of the inheritance.
………Deut 18:2,5 ; Psalm 16 ; Matt 6:19-21
I have been chosen to run a beautiful race.
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Rom 10:14-15 ; Heb 12:1-2
I have been invited the closest one could follow,
………Matt 4:19 ; Matt 16:24-27 ; John 21:15-17
The most intimate way of knowing Him.
………John 17:3 ; Phil 3:7-11 ; Phil 1:21

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I am not to be pitied. I am to be envied.

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