Pressing On

It’s not how big or how great you appear,
Not the brilliance you hold or the trophies you bear.
It’s not measured by talent, by strength, or by speed,
Nor by all the fine things others think that you need.

It’s doing your best with what’s placed in your hand,
Standing faithful and firm where you currently stand.
Pressing on with endurance when the way isn’t clear,
Refusing to quit though the goal feels not near.

For deep satisfaction is born from within,
When you trust God’s purpose and let patience begin.
Hold fast, don’t give up—stay steady, stay true,
What matters most is the faith lived through you.

Colossians 3:23 (KJV)
And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men;

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop

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     The Older Years

As we grow old, the outside ages,
Lines are written like well-read pages.
Hair turns silver, steps slow down,
Time leaves footprints all around.

Yet deep within, where truth appears,
The spirit walks untouched by years.
It learns, it loves, it gently grows,
In ways the mirror never shows.

The body bends to time’s decree,
But the soul still tastes eternity.
For flesh may fade and days may flee,
The spirit lives—forever free.

2 Corinthians 4:16 (KJV)
“For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.”

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MarkWaldrop

   Jesus Take Control

Change your want to doer, Lord,
For words are easy, deeds ignored.
We say, “I want,” yet stay the same,
Good thoughts remain a distant flame.

But when we yield our lives to Christ,
Our will aligns, our hearts suffice.
He reshapes desire, molds the soul,
A want-to-doer made whole.

What once we feared or pushed aside,
Becomes our joy with Him our guide.
New passions rise, old chains grow weak,
We do the good we used to seek.

From darkest nights and sorrowed days,
He turns our hearts toward lighted ways.
Where sadness dwelt, true joy takes part—
Such is the work of Jesus’ heart.

 Philippians 2:13 (KJV)

“For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.”

For God’s Honor and Glory

MarkWaldrop

Penned for Bruce Braun

    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. 

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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