Some days, I feel so wounded with nowhere to turn The days are long and dreary my heart forever yerns Then I see His light far far ahead The closer I get the more I'm fed When I am down and out with nowhere to turn Seeking His guidance and light my heart begins to burn Walking with him His light soothes my weary wounds Making me whole again looking forward to His many rooms Thank you, God, for not giving up on me Following You Your Light forever I shall see January 16, 2024 MarkWaldrop
In the realm where grudges lie and fester, Where vengeance whispers, a sinister jester, An eye for an eye, a relentless cry, Breeds not justice, but a stye. Beneath the lid of wrath and scorn, Blurs the vision, torn and worn, For every eye plucked in bitter reply, Leaves the world blind, with a weeping sky. In the fields of spite, where retribution grew, The seeds of pain and sorrow we anew, An eye for an eye, in its hollow try, Yields nothing more than a stye. Let forgiveness be the balm that heals, In a world where hate too freely reels, For in the end, when we all must die, Why choose an eye for an eye, and welcome a stye? So, seek the path of kindness and grace, Where understanding and love take revenge's place, For in this wisdom, under the vast sky, An eye for an eye will never equal a stye. January 15, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop
Looking at the anatomy of a Christian, what should I see Should a Christian be Faithfull in the scriptures to a degree Should a Christian shun his neighbor or Love him as his self Should he help others in need from his own acquired wealth Should a Christian have happiness and Joy from within Are these fruits of the Spirit that should reside herein The anatomy of a Christian should resemble the anatomy of Christ For surely the actions of a Christian should be Christ-like January 15, 2024 MarkWaldrop
In the shadow of Lincoln, a dream was declared, A dream deeply rooted in the American dream. "We hold these truths to be self-evident," he shared, "That all men are created equal," his enduring theme. In the sweltering heat of injustice and oppression, A dream of freedom arose, refusing to wilt. A dream that one day, without concession, The sons of former slaves and slave owners could stand, guiltlessly built. He dreamed that his children, In a nation where they'd not be judged by skin, Would unite in brotherhood, a new beginning, In the symphony of freedom, a harmonious kin. From every mountainside, let freedom ring, From every city and hamlet, the dreamers sing. With this faith, we carve a path, a new day to bring, Joining hands, black and white together, freedom's bell to ring. "We will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair, a stone of hope," With courage, we stand, with our dream, we cope. With this faith, we face the uncertainties of the slope, And in unity, we find the strength to grope. From the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire, To the mighty mountains of New York, Let freedom ring, our dream declare, Until justice rolls down like water, in our tireless work. January 15, 2023 Created by MarkWaldrop Taken from Martin Luther King Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” speech
In a world where wisdom's sought, The wise, the sages, all are taught. Yet in this age, so bright and bold, God's truth outshines the tales of old. For in His wisdom, vast and deep, He calls to those, their faith to keep. Not through grand signs or wise debate, But in His love that conquers hate. Jews seek signs, the Greeks their lore, Yet Christ crucified, who could ignore? A stumbling block, a foolish game, To those who seek but worldly fame. Yet to the called, both near and far, Jew and Greek, beneath His star, Christ stands as power, wisdom true, God's might and mind in view. For what seems foolish in God's hand, Surpasses wisdom of the land. And in His weakness, strength is found, A paradox where grace abounds. So let us seek not just to know, But in His steps, humbly go. For in the folly of His cross, Lies the path to gold from dross. 1 Corinthians 1:20-25 January 14, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop
In Egypt's land, beneath the sun, Joseph's journey had just begun. Betrayed, enslaved, yet not alone, For God was with him, this was shown. In Potiphar's house, Joseph rose, Through trials, his character shows. Integrity was his response, God's presence, a constant ensconce. Then in the prison, dark and grim, Joseph trusted, leaned on Him. Interpreting dreams with God's grace, From dungeon depths to Pharaoh's place. In famine's grip, Joseph then led, With wisdom, he gave bread for bread. Brothers bowed, not recognizing, His forgiveness, love, surprising. Through every hardship, every test, Joseph's faith stood firm, unbowed, unbent. For God was with him, in every stride, In shadows and in glory's light. A tale of grace, of dreams untold, Of faith in God, brave and bold. In Joseph's story, we find a path, Of God's presence, love, and steadfast wrath. So in our journeys, may we find, The strength like Joseph's, pure and kind. Knowing in our trials and our mirth, God is with us, on Heaven and Earth. January 14, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop
Grace and Mercy meet at the foot of the Cross Do I choose to be reconciled at His Son’s loss Today is the day to accept His free gift for me No promise of tomorrow. It may be too late, you see Thank you, God, for Your Grace and Mercy and waiting for me. January 14, 2024 MarkWaldrop
As I wrap myself in a blanket to keep warm from the cold So I cover my soul in The Holy Spirit to make my soul whole My soul is engulfed in the Holy Spirit. Its temperature will be under automatic control No matter what I'm going through, there will never be excessive heat or cold Being comfortable physically and spirituality are most important in life Always having the correct temperature brings me much less strife January 12, 2024 MarkWaldrop
In the tapestry of life, where threads intertwine, There's a truth so simple, yet profoundly divine. To touch a heart, to change a life's story, You need not bask in wealth or glory. Not brilliance nor beauty, nor perfection's guise, Can match the power of empathy's ties. It's in the caring, the gentle act, That alters lives, a proven fact. In the smile shared on a dreary day, In the listening ear, we give away. In acts of kindness, small but sure, Lives are touched, hearts are cured. For in each moment of genuine care, A soul is soothed, stripped of despair. So remember this, in all you do, It's the caring heart that makes the view. January 12, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop From a quote by Mandy Hale
In the quiet hallways of memory, where yesterday's echoes play, Lies a trove of whispered moments, in shades of sepia and gray. Each laughter and tear, a story told, A tapestry of life, in each fold. But life is a river, flowing swift and sure, Today is the gift, precious and pure. In each breath, a new chance to dance, In the now, we find life's true romance. The future, a mystery, veiled and unseen, A canvas unpainted, a dream yet to glean. Tomorrow holds promises, yet to unfold, In its hands, mysteries untold. So, cherish yesterday, with its joy and its sorrow, But live in today, like there's no tomorrow. For time is a thief, in the night it does creep, Taking treasures we thought we could keep. In the end, our days are but a fleeting song, A brief moment of light, before it's gone. So, hold tight to now, with love and with care, For in the blink of an eye, we're just memories in the air. January 11, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop