Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High,
Will find peace and comfort, as days go by.
In the shadow of the Almighty, rest is found,
A sanctuary where grace and love abound.

Beneath His wings, a refuge so sure,
Through trials and storms, His strength will endure.
Fear not the night, nor the arrows that fly,
For in His presence, no harm will come nigh.

His faithfulness, a shield and defense,
In His embrace, find perfect sense.
No terror can shake, no evil can harm,
When sheltered by the Almighty’s arm.

His promises stand, unshaken, secure,
In His shadow, your soul will endure.
Trust in His love, let your worries cease,
For in the shelter of the Most High, there’s peace.

So dwell in His presence, day by day,
Let His light guide your every way.
In the shadow of the Almighty, forever stay,
And find rest and peace, come what may.

June 21, 2021
Created by
MarkWaldrop

Psa 91:1  He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. 

The blessings do not come with what God has blessed us with,
They unfold when we use His gifts, in every precious breath.
In the talents bestowed, in the love that we share,
In the hands that serve, in the hearts that care.

For blessings are seeds, sown in fertile ground,
They blossom and grow when our purpose is found.
Not in the having, but in the giving we see,
The true gifts of God, in you and in me.

When we take what we’re given, and with joy we employ,
To lift up the fallen, to spread hope and joy.
In each act of kindness, in each selfless deed,
The blessings are multiplied, fulfilling the need.

In using our talents, in sharing our light,
We reflect His love, so pure and bright.
The blessings we hold are meant to be shared,
In the tapestry of life, they’re intricately paired.

So let’s cherish the gifts, not hoard them away,
But use them with wisdom, in work and in play.
For the blessings come alive, in their fullest form,
When we use what God’s given, through each passing storm.

In the service of others, in the love that we give,
In the faith that we show, in the life that we live.
The blessings do not come with what we possess,
But in the giving and sharing, our lives are truly blessed.

June 21, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop

Pray for the friend who comes to you at midnight,
With burdens heavy, seeking solace in the night.
Lift their troubles to the Lord above,
In whispers of mercy, in acts of love.
Pray for the saints, steadfast and true,
Their faith a beacon, in all they do.
Lift their hearts in prayer, with earnest plea,
For strength and grace, for victory.

Pray for all men, near and far,
For every soul, beneath the star.
In humility, your voice be heard,
In prayers of hope, in spoken word.

Pray with the knowledge, deep and profound,
That in Christ alone, your worth is found.
Not by deeds or efforts shown,
But through His love, His grace alone.

“Oh, Lord, I've done my best,” is not the plea,
But, “In Christ’s perfection, Lord, I come to Thee.”
For in His righteousness, we find our place,
In His sacrifice, we rest in grace.

So pray with a heart humble and contrite,
In the stillness of day, in the quiet of night.
For in prayer, our spirits align,
With the divine love, eternally shine.

June 21, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop

1Pe 2:9  But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light 

Do you not know, beloved, the truth so clear,
Your body is a temple, sacred, dear.
Within you dwells the Spirit, pure and bright,
A gift from God, a beacon in the night.

You are not your own, this life bestowed,
Purchased with a price, a love that's owed.
The sacrifice, His blood, a crimson thread,
In every breath, His grace and mercy spread.

So honor Him with every step you take,
In deeds of love, for righteousness' sake.
Let purity and reverence be your song,
For in His temple, you forever belong.

Glorify God in body and in soul,
In every act, let holiness be your goal.
For you are cherished, precious in His sight,
A living temple, shining with His light.

1Co 6:19  Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own,
1Co 6:20  for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.

June 18, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop

Jesus came to play today
It was a hot and dusty day

We found ourselves by the creek under a shade tree. 
There, we talked and let our imaginations run free. 

All he wanted to talk about was His Heavenly Dad
I did not understand what He said. It made me glad. 

He would form sparrows from the mud. 
I would pretend they could fly. 
He looked at me with a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye

He clapped his hands, saying thank you, Father
The birds came to life. He was a Devine Potter. 

He cautioned me I should not tell what I see. 
The time has not come for people to believe in me

June 17, 2024
MarkWaldrop

Think of Rio de Janeiro, a city of grace,
A vision that comes to mind, a holy embrace.
Perched on Corcovado, high and grand,
Cristo Redentor with outstretched hand.

A granite sentinel, 2,300 feet high,
Looms above samba's rhythm and sky.
Christ the Redeemer, arms wide and kind,
Welcomes all, with a heart aligned.

"The first sight from airports, his open arms,
A brotherly presence, shielding from harms,"
Says designer Gilson, with pride and cheer,
A symbol of love, ever so near.

When journeys end and flights alight,
No need to seek, in day or night.
For he finds us, with a gentle glow,
Guiding us home, in Rio’s flow.

Created by
MarkWaldrop