Oh Loving Mother where have you gone today I pray you won't be gone long please don't stay My tears cry for your loving touch I miss your warm smile so much I know you can't return to me I can only prepare to see thee February 2, 2024 MarkWaldrop
One day a long time ago in Bible Lands A cattle train headed out to their Homeland Jacob, with his wives and children, mounted their Camels high Heading out under the hot desert sky Following God’s Devine plan, trekking many miles in the hot sand Camels, cattle, goats, and sheep always looking for water and sleep An impossible journey in every way Only with God’s Hand as they pray Reaching their destination and looking in the past Thanking God for his protection that will forever last February 2, 2024 MarkWaldrop Genesis 31:17-18
Life on the farm is relaxing, I must say Sending the cares of the city away The smell of freshly new-mown hay A hot cup of coffee to start the day The midnight hours of birthing a calf It brings happiness and far less strife Life on the farm melts my many concerns away Close to God’s creation is where I want to stay January 29, 2024 MarkWaldrop Penned for my friend Dean Ewing
We are all allotted a certain amount of time Knowing the exact number would be a crime Being young, my hourglass has what God will allow Grandpa's hourglass is close to being empty now God has a plan for each of our lives Living in His Will brings less strife Thank you, God, for Your Plan that I might see And giving me Grandpa, who always loves me January 27, 2024 MarkWaldrop
The burdens of life brought me to my knees Nowhere to turn but God, looking for peace As I share with Him all my cares My load is lifted through my tears His Grace and Mercy are more than I can understand I thank you, God, for your Everlasting Devin Plan January 27, 2024 MarkWaldrop
By whom am I being led, and where am I going I am traveling along willingly without knowing I must pay more attention to my path today Will I be happy and fulfilled at the end of the day Always being alert to my coach and the race I'm in. Will determine the prize that lies ahead in the end January 27, 2024 MarkWaldrop
In tempests wild, when life's storms surge, Rest in the arms of the wind's great urge. The Master speaks amidst the gale, His voice a harbor, strong and hale. "Peace be still," He whispers soft, In His embrace, aloft we're loft. Through raging winds and pouring rain, His presence soothes, eases the pain. Hold fast to promises, forever true, He'll never leave, always with you. In darkest nights, in fiercest squall, He stands steadfast, through it all. His promise rings, a beacon bright, In stormy seas, He is our light. Never forsaken, never alone, In His love, our fears are overthrown. January 27, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop
There seems to be no respect today Respect was in order yesterday Where did it go, and why did it leave Young people are not taught I believe Respect for our Almighty God is where it has to start Creating respect for family and friends from the heart The only answer is spreading The Good News of Jesus Only with God's Touch will Respect be returned to us. January 24, 2024 MarkWaldrop
Why wish upon a distant star, Twinkling faintly from afar? When you can pray to the One who made, Each galaxy, in darkness and light arrayed. The stars, mere echoes of His might, Shining beacons in the night. Yet greater still, the Creator's hand, That shaped the sea, the sky, the land. In prayer, a connection divine, Beyond the stars, where wonders align. To Him who hears each silent plea, In the vast cosmos, His love, the key. Why gaze upon a star's faint glow, When to the Maker, your hopes can flow? In His presence, fears unbind, Peace and comfort, there you find. He who sculpted the stars so bright, Guides your path in the darkest night. In prayer, find strength, find light, In the Creator's power, infinite and right. So look beyond the starlit sky, To the One who reigns on high. In every prayer, His grace imparts, Beyond the stars, within your hearts. January 24, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop
In the quiet of the soul, whispered wisdom, softly spoke, His words, like gentle waves, upon our spirits broke. "It's expected," he declared, "to lead to Christ's embrace, Yet first, we must within ourselves, find clarity and grace. Look within your own closet, sort through shadows and through light, Mend the frayed and broken threads, in your heart's silent night. Your journey with the Lord, a path of personal quest, Focus on your growth, in His love, be truly blessed. Do not seek to change the minds, of others in their walk, Each soul's journey is their own, through actions and through talk. Be His servant, humble, kind, in actions and in life, Concern yourself with your own path, amidst this worldly strife. For in the quest of saving souls, our own must not be lost, Tend to your garden, let it bloom, regardless of the cost. It's a lifelong endeavor, requiring all you own, To cultivate a heart where seeds of faith are sown. Remember, it's your story, written in His love, That shines a light for others, to the heavens above. So take the time, reflect, and in your soul, deeply dive, For in tending to yourself, His spirit will thrive." Thus he spoke a reminder, profound and clear, Our own walk with God, is what we should hold dear. For in our personal journey, with love and truth, we're rife, Guiding others to His grace, by the example of our life. January 22, 2024 Created by MarkWaldrop