A Trustworthy Saying

Here is a saying, faithful and true,
Worthy of all that my heart can do.
Christ Jesus came to this broken place,
To save lost souls by boundless grace.

Not for the righteous, proud, or whole,
But for the wounded, sin-scarred soul.
I stand not first, but last in line,
The worst of sinners—yet still made mine.

If mercy reached this heart of stone,
Then none are left to walk alone.
His love runs deeper than my past,
His grace outshines my shame at last.

So I will cling to this truth confessed,
Received, believed, and fully embraced:
The Savior came—His work is done—
To save the lost… and I am one.

1Ti 1:15  Here is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance: Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners—of whom I am the worst. 

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop

         So Let it Be

I’ve lived a life both whole and free,
By grace unseen that carried me.
Each borrowed breath, each step I trod,
A quiet gift entrusted, God.

I’ve known the ache, I’ve tasted joy,
Been shaped and softened, not destroyed.
Through valleys low and mountains high,
His faithful hand was ever nigh.

So if He calls my name one day,
And bids my wandering heart to stay,
I’ll rest within His sovereignty—
If God chooses to take me,
So let it be.

Philippians 1:21 (KJV)
“For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.”

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop

Colorado Springs, Colorado

      White As Snow

We just had a beautiful snowfall today,
A quiet reminder of mercy’s sweet way.
The earth dressed in white, so gentle, so new,
A picture of grace God shows me and you.

Scarlet once stained every burden and wrong,
Crimson weighed heavy, far too deep, far too long.
But Heaven spoke softly, “Come, reason with Me,”
And love washed the soul till the heart was set free.

Now white as the snow, every sin washed away,
As wool made so clean by His merciful way.
Each snowflake whispers what Scripture has said:
Forgiven, restored—by the blood that was shed.

Isa 1:18  “Come now, let us reason together, says the LORD: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool. 

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop 

  We Are So Blessed 

We are so blessed to be a blessing,
By God’s own hand, by His addressing.
Each breath we take, each step we tread,
Is mercy poured, by grace we’re led.

What we’ve been given is not to keep,
But meant to sow and meant to reap.
A helping hand, a caring voice,
In loving others, we rejoice.

Our cup runs over, hearts confessing,
We are so blessed to be a blessing.

“The Lord bless you and keep you;
the Lord make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you;
the Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace.”
Numbers 6:24–26 (ESV)

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop

    Wherever I Am

In shady green pastures so rich and so sweet,
In dry, arid lands where dust lies at my feet.

I will not fear nor will worry take hold,
For God goes before me, His plan already told.

He prepares every step, every valley I pass,
Through mercy and grace that forever will last.

Wherever I walkthrough sunshine or storm
I rest in His love, steady, faithful, and warm.

Psa 32:8  I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye. 

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop

   The Shepard Known

The great orator rose with confident calm,
And lifted his voice in the Twenty-Third Psalm.
Each word was precise, each phrase clearly drawn,
And thunderous applause filled the hall before long.

Then an old preacher stood, his frame bowed with years,
He read the same passage through weathered tears.
No flourish, no polish, no practiced display
Yet hearts in the room were undone that day.

For the difference was not in the verse or the tone,
Nor the beauty of language so skillfully shown.
The orator knew every word by his part,
But the preacher knew the Shepherd… deep in his heart.

One spoke of green pastures, still waters, and rod,
The other had walked them with trust in his God.
And when he said, “I shall not fear,” it was clear
He wasn’t reciting… the Shepherd was near.

Psalm 23:1 (KJV)
“The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.”

MarkWaldrop

     The Joy of The Lord

The joy of the Lord is my strength today,
Not borrowed from man, not fading away.
When shadows grow long and hope feels thin,
His joy lifts my heart from deep within.

It’s joy in the morning, joy at night,
Joy in the battle, joy in the fight.
Not born of comfort or earthly cheer,
But anchored in truth: my God is near.

When tears may fall and burdens press,
His joy becomes peace, my righteousness.
It steadies my steps, my soul it sings
The joy of the Lord is my strength in all things.

Nehemiah 8:10 (KJV)
“…for the joy of the LORD is your strength.”

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop

 He Still Dwells With Us

We no longer follow cloud by day,
Or fire that lights the desert way,
No pillar rising in the night
Yet God is near, not lost to sight.

Through Christ, His dwelling place is found
In humble hearts where faith abounds.
Not built with gold or tent or stone,
But lives He gladly calls His home.

When we walk close, in step, aligned,
His presence guards both heart and mind.
He goes before, He walks beside,
Our faithful guide, our sheltering light.

Still leading on, still strong, still true
The God of fire now lives in you. 

1 Corinthians 3:16 (KJV)
“Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?”

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop