Now is the moment

Turn it all  off now and quiet your mind

See how much beauty you are able to find

Inside  the quietness and without any  noise

You should begin hearing God's subtle voice

Now is  the moment and now is the time

Try to be creative, you don't need to rhyme

Think of His greatness and think of your God

All that He's given you: all that you have got

Write it all down now: in list form, or  not:

All that is beautiful and things you forgot

Blessings and memories and heartaches and pain

Let them all come out like pure falling rain

In all that is happening He's here, now, for you

He's always been present; He'll  carry you through

Whatever is difficult: the   hell, fire or cold

Just leave a door open:  He'll rescue your soul..

 

So sing out for the moment and sing out, with love

To Him, Who has given  us so much  from above

He's always a Creator and is giving us new things

We only have to look out to see what He brings..

Everything's a gift

Before the sun rises and brightens our skies

Creatures are singing and   asking us to  rise

To join in their melodies and join in their song

We welcome the morning and we shuffle along..

The sunlight starts shining and dancing around

With garments, all glowing and treasures unfound

It touches the universe; and  creates such a shine

That everything it lands on becomes so Divine

Everything's so beautiful and this we can see

God is in love with us... loves you and me

He made us, so perfect and gave us so much

We can always behold Him and feel His sweet touch

So let us be thankful and share it around

God is so awesome, and  wants to be found

By everything created; and,  in everything seen

God calls us to be with Him: you know what I mean?

Cries from the earth

I am looking for that one,big,  miracle that'll make everything all aright

Someone Who'll reach down and spread healing to everyone far and wide

Our world is so sorely broken and so many fallen down in awful war

A whole entire nation is looking like  rubble and so much smoking floor

How can we not all feel it... all those terrible ..cries.. within

Brother  and sister Ukranians brutally murdered by  a wild man's sin

Though we may not be, at all,  related... we are, related through God above

How can we not all dig down inside us and plead mercy and unrelenting love

I guess we have all grown so numb to the suffering and pains of one another

That we look away from  news that tells us that we lost one more sister or brother

Family we may not claim to be kin to but  are bound to through our rebirth

Are now crying out to us for consideration as they lay dying upon this earth

Love like God

We're not here to fuss and fight

Let us bring our Savior's  Light

Called by birth to set all free

Let us live what we believe

You cannot be God's child.. it's true

If you bear hatred inside of you

For God is love and love we share

So that God  can be everywhere

Do not think that God could hate

Some poor sinner or reprobate

For He can only send out love

That is all He is capable of

Like our Father to Whom we pray

Let us shine on along the way

Giving  to all with selflessness

Readying our hearts for Heaven-ness

It's okay to cry

 No need to hold them in

All those pressures deep within

God Almighty gave a way

For you to heal yourself each day

It's okay to cry 

Let the tear ducts run till dry

All the sorrows hurt and pain

Let them fall like morning rain

It doesn't mean you're weak

If there's teardrops on your cheek

But rather it will show

What the heart can only know

It's okay to cry 

Let the tear ducts run till dry

All the sorrows hurt and pain

Let them fall like morning rain

You feel ashamed, I surely know

But you can let those feelings go

In that stream so pure and free

You'll find strength... so. let it be

It's okay to cry 

Let the tear ducts run till dry

All the sorrows hurt and pain

Let them fall like morning rain

God made them all you know

All those diamonds that you show

Every tear that you will weep

Angel guardians hold and keep

It's okay to cry 

Let the tear ducts run till dry

All the sorrows hurt and pain

Let them fall like morning rain

So let them fall,  as they will

They're more healing than a pill

You'll  feel  much better, if you do 

Tearful sighs are part of you

It's okay to cry 

Let the tear ducts run till dry

All the sorrows hurt and pain

Let them fall like morning rain

The happiest I can be

I have nothing, really,  to boast of ...no records or  phd

I'm not popular or even famous; no model..as you can see

But what I  have I will share it: whatever it may be

You can count on it and bank it: a friend I'll always be

Some have their riches and houses and even a life of luxury

But I'll be lucky  take care of whatever bills may come to me

I haven't the freedom of flying or the   traveling here or there

But if you should ever need me;  I'd be quick to show I care

What is about,"the joneses" and the keeping up with everyone?

Why is it,  we're so in  need of being praised for what we've done?

Are we, all,  so  codependent on hearing that others see us well

That we're willing to define our happiness by whatever society seems to sell?

I have decided for once and always to pull away from the trending crowd

And  go a little bit, counter culture ..despite the popular  voice so loud

It isn't the "hippest"  thing  to do this: to go and be ...so uniquely... me

But it is what will make me and  my me-ness, the happiest I can be...

Snowflakes in March

What a lovely morning sight

Flakes were falling: so,  so, white

Just to visit  for awhile

Long enough to make us smile

Now they're gone and moving on

But they blessed our early   dawn

Snowing  memories for the year

What  an awesome gift most dear

So we'll hold it all so  deep 

Like  some   treasure that we'll    keep

With a value  more than  gold: 

We will keep them till we're  old ..

All God's love

So much beauty, right before us; we don't have to travel far

In the flowers in the windstreams in the early morning star

We are present every morning but do we see what we're passing by

Squirrels are romping, birds are feeding and there's beauty in the sky

Just a moment, a tiny moment, to catch a glimpse of all God's love

All around us, we are gifted, with so much lovingness from above

See the seedlings poking sweetly through the early morning dew

They are whispering sweetest echos of God's loving grace for you

And the branches of the oak trees and the limbs of every spruce

Wave serenely through the breezes who are carrying secret clues

Just a moment, a tiny moment, to catch a glimpse of all God's love

All around us, we are gifted, with so much lovingness from above

As the day wanes and the evening brings about that glorious glow

You can hear them, all the angels, through the stars that brightly show

Nothing keeps us from the Almighty everything leads us back to HIm

We're not orphans or even strangers.. God makes a way again and again

Just a moment, a tiny moment, to catch a glimpse of all God's love

All around us, we are gifted, with so much lovingness from above

I hear the sparrows and all the crickets and every creature God has made

They paint us pictures and sing us songlets of how God's love is so displayed

In every moment and every second in every breath that we will take

We have the angels, and their  ensemble, to help us in each step we will take

Just a moment, a tiny moment, to catch a glimpse of all God's love

All around us, we are gifted, with so much lovingness from above

Where is happiness..

Where is our happiness, really; is it here or over there?

Is it found inside a person or is it floating in the air?

Can I save my money to have it; or is it something totally free:

Tell me, if you know it: where can happiness truly be?

I   saved and saved my money so   I can finally buy a house

Then bought  me a  line of clothing:  pants and shirts and blouse

I travelled around the country  and even went across the mighty sea

But if this is truly happiness why wasn't enough for me

I hung around the mighty and have had the best to eat

I burned the midnight oils so I could pamper  hands and feet

All around me, I  built up mountains that proved I had so much

But if this was really happpiness why do I feel out of  touch

I finally slowed down my buying; my  running here and there

And then began to notice.. all of  the things I had every where

It wasn't about anything visible  that I  finally began to see

That all this stuff was nothing ... I was captive to my own spree

I was bound to all the buying because I thought it was over  there

In the acquiring and  the having.. but I was stingy and wouldn't share

I had everything I could have  wanted but   I wanted the others see

That I was truly happy but it   wasn't inside of me

For I wasn't free from all the wanting: I  kept wanting more and more

I was addicted to all the acquiring and I had so much to store

I was wanting to boast of everything because somehow I believed

That happiness was only happiness if the others could perceive

Now I know so different because I am  finally on  the ground

Weighed down by all my whirlwinds that had me running  around

Spending and having and going until it all  it was truly  old

And I began to see that happiness isn't something bought or sold

Unplug it all

Unplug that ole computer and turn off your cell

Everything that is blaring: remove it, as well

Just for a moment, or perhaps even a hour

See how you feel unplugged from that power

Inside of your being and without any noise

Tell me, can you hear it: that Almighty Voice

Challenging you to a newness: an innocence within 

That will easily discover the beautiful again 

But only if you're willing for a few moments  a day

TO pull away from the things that are pulling you away

From all of that is discoverable withnin you and out

If you silence your spirit even the daisies will shout

So slow down your tempo and slow down your pace

Life wasn't ever meant to be a commpetitive race

Despite all of the hoopla and the media campaigns

Your happiness isn't found in any of their chains

But in the humble recognition that the whole world will lie

To take from your being what  money cannot buy

So stay sober in your spirit and be ready to rise

Knowing nothing can compare to the riches inside...

Just for you

Reach out and touch it: the air if you will

Tell me, if you're willing, what is it:  you feel

Coolness  or hotness or something in between

Reach out and grasp it this untouchable unseen

Look out and see it the sun so, so,  bright

Marvellous in immensity... too much for our sight

Warming in its fullness and so easily found

Look out and see it:  it's dancing around...

Listen and hear it all the sounds of the earth

Creatures are romping; while, others give birth

Squirreels and  robins and  plantlets, as well

Each have a message  something secret to tell.

Taste all the sweetness of the fruit bearing trees

Savor the loveliness of the busy buzzing bees

So much to be tasting from the world all around

If you go out looking there's a banquet to be found

Now, let all, of your senses keep on working,  alone

Think of everything beautiful and every lovely tone

All the world around you was created just for you

Don't let it go by unnoticed whatever you may do..

Which way should we go?

Doing something.. . we must always be doing something

This is what we're  hearing from  the endless mass of nothing

Who think that we are valued by the things that we can  do

Isn't it odd,  how we are being  brainwashed to believe that this is true>

But what is  all  that something..that..   we must absolutely do

To be considered as  someone:  important, valuable and true?

Is it the raking up  of  money or in  the  building up of our bank

Tell me  what you think it is: that will move us up in  "rank"

Society keeps on  telling us:  to burn those midnight oils

And never to take a break from this: our blood, our sweat,our  toils

Yet, if,  we are  bringing in so much to build our lasting  nest

Who are we really doing this for;  when we can never really rest

It is a complete and utter falacy to think that we are more 

Because of what we bringing in from the most expensive store

We cannot foolishly believe this:  that we are, what we can display

Instead we should really realize that we become a societal slave 

We cannot be truly happy if we are needing  more and more

And cannot find true wholeness in the shopping mall or store

Yet we  will lay down every credit card and load the car or  plane

Seeking for what's inside of us; aren't we all  a bit insane

If someone would tell us ..it's  foolishiness; we'd brush it all away

Because we're  addicted to the havingness and know no other way

After all we worked so hard for this:  this,  moneyness, you know 

So don't try to tell us that:  this spendingness must go..

Despite your challenges

If you make effort while you are drained

Drenched in hurt and feeling pain

Rejoice in knowing that you're so great

Despite your challenges and weakened state

Sometimes you're feeling so  inadequate

And feel that pull to up and quit

But you keep on trying through out the day

You're really a star in your own way

Just taking the moments to smile and shine

While  others are asking you for  some time

When you would  much rather  be all alone

You're quite amazing in what you've shone

It isn't in great things that we prove true

But in the  overcoming in all that we do

To make things happen though nobody knows

The hidden struggles that remain unshown