Painting by Spike O’Dell W4WGN Brentwood Tennessee
The Old Homeplace
Brings back Memories
Of yesteryear gone by
Children laughing and playing
Grandma’s cooking
And the warm breezes blowing by
Good Memories are cherished forever
How they make time fly
The Old Home Place sheds a tear in my eye
The old hound dog that slept on the porch
The squirrels up in the trees
The colorful leaves rustling in the breeze
Good times are never meant to be forgotten
Only cherished with time gone by
That’s why I’ll always remember
The Old Home Place
Of times gone by
It is only in his silence
That I feel HIS strength
HE speaks very loudly
To my trembling soul
HE speaks from HIS FATHER above
WHO sends me never ending Love
Giving me comfort and calm within
So I may tell others HE’S my Friend
June 19, 2022
My feeble strength it seems is not enough
The road approaching the end is so rough
No matter where I turn or where I look
There is only one answer from the Good Book
True Great strength comes from GOD ABOVE
Through HIS ONLY SON JESUS with HIS HOLY LOVE
If love is vast like an ocean, how do we set sail
JESUS walked on water and HE did not fail
Maybe HE’S is the one that we are looking for
To guide us to that GREAT far off distant shore
The GOOD BOOK said he had Faith in HIS FATHER
That’s what gave HIM the ability to walk on water
If we can find enough Faith to hold HIS HAND
It will be an easy walk to that far-off land
Share what GOD has given you
This is HIS perfect plan for you
If you continue to keep what you have
No more will be sent while you live
It’s a true blessing to give to others
That’s what brings love to your brothers
GODS flowing love only continues
When you give it away again and again
This is what brings
True love from within
June 13, 2021
16 Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
2 Corinthians 4:16-16
The weaker we get the stronger we become.
The nearer we draw to GOD on HIS THROAN.
Do you find yourself hanging on by a thread
For the most part, do you feel about half dead
Look in the mirror and what do you see
Look at yourself and what is ahead for me
In great despair with a frown on your face
Is there any hope for happiness in any place
The answer is not far away from you
It’s helping others instead of helping you
Painting by Spike O’Dell W4WGN Brentwood Tennessee
I’m a little sparrow
His eye is always on me
I can’t read
But that’s what they tell me
I know it’s true what they say
I can feel him around me every day
I feed my children in the nest
I feel so very blest
One day when my children leave the nest
They will do their very best
His eye will be on them all the day
He will watch over them the entire way
I know this to be true
Because HE Watches over Me and You
Feed all the people a wonderful meal
Then to be self-sufficient we should feel
Having a meal without toil we desire
Our existence requires something higher
To sustain life we need more than a meal
We need a burning desire in our lives to feel
Spreading of the WORD Is our Goal in Life
Not to succumb to the mountains of strife
There is more violence than ever seen before
Maybe it’s our ability to see much more
Violence is on the rise that’s for sure
For whom ever you ask there is no cure
Some say it’s the weapon that is at fault
Making of all weapons should not halt
Violence originates in the Heart of man
Should that be where we start with our plan
The Good Book says Love is light, evil is dark
Understanding of that is where we should start
Mark Waldrop
June 5, 2022
These words came to me while watching Face The Nation Sunday morning
