Little Teasures

The bacon is frying
The kids are crying
One hit the other
Dear God, I do not need another
Running this way and that way
When will I get to a quiet day
One's going to cheerleading practice
The other is off to the football field
The other, well, who knows
Lord, please watch over him
Needing to slow down
Lord, will it ever end
I turned twice and all is quiet
They have all grown
And have childern of their own
Oh, how miss their laughter in the morning
Their sweet kissing before bed
This house is so quiet
Lord, I miss the noise
The running here and there
Never knowing what they may do next
Help me, Lord,to see the treasures
I have in these little ones
You have given me........

Then all will be well with my Soul

Sight Unseen
Out of my being
Lost within
Struggling with sin
Unable to speak the words
That fill my mind so
And make my heart blue
Words unheard
Shaking with Bearden
Needing peace
Pain that wont cease
Unable to hear Your voice
Afraid of wrong choice
Week in my own self
Needing Your strength
If to hear Your voice
See Your face
And feel Your warm embrace
Then all will be well with my soul.

Addiction

The mind shuts down
Images flash all round
Bright lights flicker by
No time to say goodbye

The body lay so still
The devil made him a deal
One last high to seal his fait
Now, his body lay in wait

Consumed within addiction
A wasted life full of affliction
A tormented soul left to burn
He took His last turn

Dead to this world was his price
For with the devil he rolled his dice
The addiction wasn't worth the cost
For now all hope is lost.

Desperation

Sad within
Locked up agian
Shutting down
further into the ground

Junk inside
no where to hide
World is spinning
Is there an end?

Broken Doll

Broken Doll
On the shelf down the hall
Forgotten by all
On the virge of a fall

Broken Doll
Tore and tatter
Wondering do I matter
Needing to be mended

Broken Doll
Come off that wall
I have the pieces of your heart
In my hands never to depart

Healing is at hand
Do you understand
Mended Doll
Never again to be put on the wall
Beauty shines form within
Full of love from Him.

The Master's Feet

Coming to the Mercy Seat
Sitting at the Masters Feet
Were His Healing flows
As His will takes control
There I begin to let go

Showers of Mercy, showers of Grace
Lord, hear me in this place
As I sit at heavens Mercy seat
Tears flow on the Masters feet

Aching within
Tired of this sin
Desperate to be free
He whispers I have the Key
Running to the Mercy Seat
Humbly before the Masters feet

Years of torment and shame
Left me empty without a name
He gently lifts head as I cry
You have a name for you are Mine
Clinging to the Mercy Seat
Filled with love at the Masters feet.