BEAUTY'S IN THE EYE

 

Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder,

so that’s why she doesn’t get older!

‘Cause what I see, is lovely to me,

and why I love to hold her!

Her tender care for others “over there”,

we see almost every day,

and her heart reaches out, to those in great doubt,

while the rest of us just go up and pay.

To many she’s “Mom”, and that’s not wrong,

‘cause her heart is so tender and true,

and heaven will hold, many souls for her bold

“would you read a devotional through”?

God bless you this day, as you continue this way

and treasures laid up there will be,

for heaven will fill with those that thrill,

at the great army that all will see

I love you Sonia,

Happy Birthday - April 3, 2023

MOVING, MOVING

 

Moving, moving, never losing

a single moment in her day,

total focus on her purpose,

can’t allow herself to stray!

Other’s needs, their hurts and pain,

her reaching out is heaven’s gain,

this wife of mine so long has sought

to fight for souls that Jesus bought.

Our days go by, then years become,

though places change, and gone are some

but stalwart is her heart you see,

and ever running life’s race she be.

Go add them up and you will know,

that 44 is what they’ll show,

with miles ahead that we could see

even if our hearts grow weak

So my beloved, let us run

with all that’s left, ‘til Jesus comes,

and hold my wrinkled hand real tight,

until the end of this long fight.

Your husband on our 44^th anniversary

HOW CAN IT BE?

by LION'S EYE

I ask myself this question

ten times (at least) a day,

wondering the answer...

How can it be?

I know it's not my riches

yet 'looks' there's none to see!

What then is the answer?

How can it be?

Talentless I stumble

upon my mindless way

intrigued to 'ere discover

How can it be?

There is no rhyme or reason

and merit there is none

so why then does she love me?

How can it be?

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TEACH ME

by LION'S EYE

Lord, teach me to love
as You have
with gentle spirit and
selfless motive.
May I feel Your compassion
burning within
that compels me to answer

the silent tear.

To give of myself, knowing

others will abuse,

even as You gave all and were

spat upon.

With my heart let me learn that

the greatest expression

of love, is to give my life

for another.

Oh Lord, that I might see your will

be done,

in making me a fit vessel for a

God of Love

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SMOOTH, WORN STONES

by LION'S EYE

When He came, no trumpets blew,
in the village no one knew.
Yet a universe proclaimed
this the coming of it's King.

As He grew into a man
years had roughened working hands,
knowing then this wood they shaped
would be forced those hands to break.

Walking by the surging waves
toughened men fell in His gaze.
Then when came a challenge true,
the footprints leaving were't just two

All along His sandal's route
the very earth yearned to cry out
yet the darkness made men blind
they couldn't seem His Light to find

Even when their very eyes
witnessed buried dead men rise,
saw the cripple's leaping gait,
still their hearts were filled with hate.

Smooth, worn stones were wet with blood,
making hard his crushing load,
then they felt His very Touch,
they alone knew He was Just.

Oh the heavens cried in pain
when they saw their Maker's shame,
Pureness taking all our sin,
yet forgiving, freeing men....

Weeping, hiding, filled with doubt,
those that followed heard a shout,
"We have seen Him near His tomb", ...
then He comes within their room.

Finally into blinded hearts
Light poured in to make them part
of this Plan eternally wrought
that His blood so precious, bought.


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BECAUSE I LIVE

by LION'S EYE

Because I live
you can be free
For life I gave
on Calvary

Because I live
The chains of sin
have been removed
new life began

Because I live
The fear's replaced
New Trust, New Life
lies in it's place

Because I live
death's hold is broke
for now Man has
Eternal Hope

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SIMPLY SIMPLE

by LION's EYE

Primitive emotions 

followed to a tee,

quickly unfulfilling,

he's never really free.

Lusting those illusions,

conjured in his mind

so the Simple follows

 destruction's senseless rhyme.

The end a gone conclusion,

his hope an empty shell,

passing through life's vapor,

ever closer, hell.

Is his fate debated?

Or does the Reaper take

life without a protest,

cast into the Lake?

Or is there still a dawning

for this simple one,

new light to break upon him,

new hope to gather from?

There like crystal gleaming

from holy, radiant height,

piercing through the dimmness

with morning's perfect Bright.

Lightening the darkened corners

of his twisted mind,

Thy Word brings understanding

a Way, Thy path, to find.

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