Category Archives: Faith

Matthew Cole

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   The Chair and the Call

Up from the chair, Matthew arose,
From the hum that held him in its throes.
A vibrating seat that would not release,
Bound to its fifteen minutes of peace.

It buzzed and it whirred, a steady refrain,
A comfort, a habit, a gentle chain.
Holding him there in its timed embrace,
Keeping him fixed in one small place.

But something within said, “Now is the hour,”
A whisper of freedom, a stirring of power.
So up he stood, though the chair still called,
No longer content to remain installed.

For life is not lived in cycles confined,
Nor purpose fulfilled by a resting mind.
Sometimes we rise, though comfort is near,
To answer a call we’re meant to hear.

Ecclesiastes 9:10 (KJV)
“Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might…”

For God’s Honor and Glory
Mark C Waldrop

Artemis II  

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          Artemis II  
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Not steel alone, nor fire and flame,
But beating hearts that dare to claim
The path once walked, now walked anew—
Through silent skies, by faithful few.

They carry more than suits and gear,
They carry hope, and human fear.
A glance at Earth, so small, so bright,
Reminds them what they hold so tight.

No crowd above, no sound, no cheer,
Just whispered prayers that God may hear.
For in that vast and endless blue,
It’s still a human point of view.

And as they arc ‘round moonlit gray,
They bring our fragile dreams their way—
Not just to reach what lies afar,
But show us who we truly are.

Psalm 8:3–4 (KJV)
“When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers,
the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;
What is man, that thou art mindful of him?
and the son of man, that thou visitest him?”

Mark C Waldrop

No One Left Behind

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    No One Left Behind

Through distant lands and silent skies,
Where sacrifice in valor lies,
A warrior fell, yet not alone—
For Heaven marked and called him home.

Across the miles, through grief and prayer,
A nation felt his absence there.
But love does not forget its own,
Nor leaves a soul where seeds are sown.

With steady hands and hearts so true,
They brought him back as heroes do.
Through shadowed paths and battles long,
Carried by honor, courage strong.

No fallen one is cast aside,
No name forgotten, none denied.
For every life in duty given
Is etched in earth—and crowned in Heaven.

God is good, through loss and pain,
Through falling tears and skies of rain.
For even death cannot divide
The bond of those who stand with pride.

So home he comes, where flags still wave,
From distant field to honored grave.
A promise kept, a sacred vow—
No one left behind… not then, not now.

“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” — John 15:13 (KJV)

For God’s Honor and Glory
Mark C Waldrop

He Arose Christ Arose

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    The True Meaning of Easter

It wasn’t the nails that held Him there,
But love so deep, beyond compare.
A crown of thorns, a rugged tree,
The weight of sin, for you and me.

Betrayed, abandoned, left alone,
Yet mercy flowed from Heaven’s throne.
With every stripe, with every scar,
He bore our pain to heal our hearts.

The earth went dark, the sky stood still,
As Love fulfilled the Father’s will.
A borrowed tomb, a stone so cold,
Yet death could never take its hold.

For on the third, the grave gave way,
The stone was rolled—an empty grave!
He rose in power, He lives again,
Our Savior, King, our truest Friend.

Not bunnies, eggs, or springtime cheer,
But victory over death and fear.
Eternal hope, amazing grace,
New life for all who seek His face.

So lift your voice, rejoice and sing,
For Jesus lives—our Risen Savior and King!

For His Honor and Glory
MarkWaldrop 

Mat 28:6  He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay