I am the captain of a ship named Soul
I Sailed my ship aimselly to and fro
With no charting of where to sail
I found myself in a stormy gail
The sales became tattered and torn
The crew became tired and forlorn
Running aground on the sharp rocks
Surely no more time left on our clocks
I prayed to the Great I AM I am in Your Hands
A voice look to the East, and you shall see
I AM on that Great Galleon to save thee
Never again becoming the Captain of My Broken Soul
Sundering the sailing to, The I AM who rescued My Soul
December 22, 2023
MarkWaldrop
In the tapestry of time, a man named Jesus,
No servants at beck, yet Master they confess.
No scholarly degree adorning His name,
Yet Teacher, they acclaim, in wisdom's flame.
No potions or medicines at His decree,
Healer, they hail, by the shores of Galilee.
No armies marshaled beneath His reign,
Yet kings tremble, His presence their bane.
No battles on fields with swords unfurled,
Yet the world conquered by love, in an otherworldly swirl.
No crime to stain His hands so divine,
Yet on a cross, the sacrificial sign.
In a tomb, His earthly vessel lay,
Yet, risen, He lives, dawn of eternity's day.
Greatest man in history, a paradox profound,
Jesus, the name in grace forever crowned.
December 21, 2023
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MarkWaldrop
I am a bound prisoner of my soul
My reckless life is out of control
Everywhere I turn, there is no end
How do I change? Where do I begin
One step at a time, I was told
By doing this, I will be in control
Not having the power to begin
I asked God’s Son Jesus to come in
There is power in His Love sent from above
Thank You, God. I will never walk alone again
December 21, 2023
MarkWaldrop
In life's brisk journey, a moment to seize,
Pause in the whispers of rustling trees.
Breathe in the essence of moments untold,
Let gratitude bloom, a treasure to hold.
The greatest gift, a pause in the stream,
A canvas of gratitude, a tranquil dream.
Heartbeats sync with a thankful refrain,
In stillness, a sanctuary where joy remains.
Glimmering echoes of moments divine,
Gift yourself gratitude, a gem to enshrine.
Amidst the rush, find solace in the art,
For the greatest gift is a grateful heart.
December 20, 2023
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MarkWaldrop
In the tapestry of time, where memories stay,
Those we love, in our hearts find their way.
They walk beside us, in a silent ballet,
Unseen, unheard, yet not far away.
Whispers of love linger in the air,
In every moment, they're always there.
A presence unseen, a comforting cheer,
Still loved, still missed, eternally near.
Though gone from sight, their essence remains,
A symphony of love that forever sustains.
In the echoes of laughter, in moments sincere,
Very dear, always cherished, always near.
December 20, 2023
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MarkWaldrop
Snowy view in Carpathian Mountains, winter landscapes series.
In the quiet of December's embrace, I sit,
A silent night, wrapped in a wordless knit.
Moonbeams dance with tree lights so bright,
In the hush, a symphony of starlight.
Children slumber, their dreams unfold,
Yet my heart, in the silence, remains untold.
A plush red blanket, a comforting shroud,
I gaze through the window, in silence, endowed.
The wintry woods stand in tranquil repose,
As the night, like a river, silently flows.
How to find hope on this long, silent eve?
In the whispers of shadows, what stories weave?
I take a breath, seek solace in the still,
Yet my heart resists, an unquenchable thrill.
In the quiet, a journey to hope's soft light,
A dance with shadows on this silent night.
December 19, 2023
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MarkWaldrop
The camel train to Bethlehem was quite small
Three Kings Following a Star hearing God's Call
The King of the ages was born that very day
No room in the inn. In a straw manager, he lay
God in human form sent to save the lost souls of men
The animals bowed low showing their homage to him
The camel train to Bethelem was blessed that day
Following a light in their heart that will forever stay
Old King Herrod was deceived, his heart too dark to see
The Glorious Star of Bethelem that lasts through eternity
The camel train to Bethelem made untold history that day
Leading mankind to the Star that remains in our hearts today
December 18, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Beneath the ancient desert sun's golden spell,
Lies the tale of Abraham and his well.
A source of life in arid, endless sand,
Where Abraham's footsteps left their imprint, grand.
Waters whispered secrets, cool and deep,
A promise in the silence, ancient and steep.
Abraham's well, a timeless connection,
A story etched in nature's introspection.
Camels gathered, their thirst relieved,
As tales of old were in the water conceived.
In the well's reflection, history entwined,
A haven of hope in the vast design.
Wellspring of tales from ages past,
Abraham's legacy in each drop cast.
Through shifting dunes and timeless swell,
Endures the echo of Abraham's well.
December 18, 2023
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MarkWaldrop
"Sovereign Lord," the faithful soul declares,
Fulfillment found in answered prayers.
As promised, peace descends like a dove,
Dismissed in serenity, wrapped in divine love.
December 17, 2023
MarkWaldrop
A tale unfolds, a melody sweet,
"Come," they beckon, a journey to greet.
Gifts adorned with love, laid at His feet,
In homage to the King, a joy complete.
Yet a humble drummer, giftless it seems,
No treasure to rival the wise men's dreams.
With a beat, a rhythm, his offering beams,
A heart's cadence echoes in silent streams.
Pa rum pum pum pum, the ox and lamb sway,
To the rhythm of love on that sacred day.
A drum played with devotion, a child at play,
He smiled, for in simple gifts, kings find their way.
December 17, 2023
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MarkWaldrop
