Life is a poem, I learned today,
In God’s rhythm, I do sway.
Each step I take, each word I say,
A part of His grand, divine ballet.

In God’s will, His rhythm I hear,
Drawing, drawing me ever so near.
A gentle melody, soft yet strong,
Guiding my heart as I move along.

As the pendulum swings back and forth,
So goes my life, from south to north.
Marching to time, a dance so true,
A song of love, composed by You.

In every beat, in every line,
Your grace, O Lord, does intertwine.
Life is a poem, pure and bright,
Written by You, my guiding light.

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MarkWaldrop

What is the New Normal today,
Is it for something I should pray?
A world uncertain, ever strange,
Shifting, turning—constant change.

Yet in the midst of all that’s new,
I know, dear Lord, I can trust You.
For every season, You have planned,
A steady guide, a holding hand.

So, Lord, help me to embrace,
The New Normal with Your grace.
Though I may not understand,
Help me follow Your command.

Teach me to trust, to walk in peace,
To let my anxious heart release,
And find in each new dawn I see,
Your purpose and serenity.

Lord, help me to accept and pray,
For the New Normal You send each day.
For in Your hands, all things will be
A path toward eternity.

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MarkWaldrop

The sun is setting fast, the race is almost run,
The shadows long and deep beneath the fading sun.
Each step has been a journey, each breath a fleeting grace,
Now twilight calls me softly toward another place.

I’ve walked through days of sorrow, I’ve danced in moments bright,
I’ve battled through the darkness, I’ve cherished every light.
The road that lies behind me, though winding, steep, and long,
Has taught me strength in silence, has filled my soul with song.

The race is almost over, the finish line in sight,
But even in the waning, I feel the morning’s light.
For death is but a doorway, a passage to the new,
Where every tear is lifted, where skies are always blue.

So as the sun is sinking, my heart begins to soar,
For though this journey’s ending, there waits forevermore.

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MarkWaldrop

If you are afraid of the devil’s snare,
You haven’t yet found Jesus there.
For in His name, all fear must flee,
And chains are broken, setting free.

The devil may whisper, deceive, and lie,
But Jesus reigns, He is nearby.
With every step, His light will shine,
And darkness fades before the divine.

If you tremble at shadows, unsure of the way,
Seek Jesus, the truth, and never sway.
For in His love, there’s no need for fear,
His power and peace are ever near.

The enemy trembles at His name,
For Christ alone defeats all shame.
So if you fear the devil’s roar,
Know Jesus stands at heaven’s door.

With faith in Christ, you’ll boldly stand,
The devil defeated by God’s hand.
For once you’ve found the Savior true,
There’s nothing left that can undo.

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MarkWaldrop

Most people only dream of what pilots have seen,
The skies so vast, a world serene.
They soar through clouds like whispered air,
And touch the heavens with a prayer.

Above the earth, they glide with grace,
Where sunsets paint the endless space.
From dawn’s first light to twilight’s gleam,
They see the world as in a dream.

The cities glow like stars below,
While mountains rise with peaks of snow.
Oceans stretch with sapphire hues,
As endless skies unveil their views.

Most people dream of heights untold,
But pilots see the skies unfold.
With wings of freedom, hearts of fire,
They chase the horizon, ever higher.

In flight, they find a sacred peace,
A quiet where the troubles cease.
For only few, with courage keen,
Live the dreams that others have only seen.

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MarkWaldrop 

As a Christian, I stand and see,
The tug of politics calls to me.
But where, O Lord, should I align?
With earthly banners or what’s divine?

Should my party’s creed or badge I wear
Outshine the cross I’m meant to bear?
For You have called me, not to fight
For man’s own rule, but Your true light.

The moral compass of the land,
Does not lie in the party’s hand,
But with the hearts that seek Your way—
Men who choose truth over sway.

To change the course of any cause,
We must return to heaven’s laws,
For it’s the heart that makes the stand—
Not the label, not the brand.

So, Lord, let me first serve You,
And let my actions speak as true.
To shift the compass of the crowd,
Start with one heart, humble and bowed.

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Mark Waldrop

Wars are won in the hearts of man,
Not through the destruction of all we can.
Hurt and ruin bring no peace,
Only through God’s love can we find release.

We battle not for land or pride,
But for the healing we hold inside.
Victory blooms where hatred ends,
When we let His peace make us friends.

Oh God, we ask, draw close once more,
Let hearts find peace instead of war.
Teach us to love, to heal, to mend,
For only through You can enemies bend.

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MarkWaldrop

Amidst the storm’s relentless might,
When winds and waves erase the light,
A force much stronger rises high—
The hearts of those who can’t pass by.

With hands extended, shoulders wide,
They lift the broken, stem the tide,
Not for reward, nor fleeting gain,
But to relieve another’s pain.

The hurricane may tear apart,
But can’t suppress the human heart,
For in the wreckage, hope is born,
In every hand that mends the torn.

People helping, side by side,
Guided not by fear, but pride—
The pride of knowing, when they fall,
We rise together, one and all.

In every tear, a silent vow:
We’ll build again, and we’ll stand now,
No storm can take what love can mend—
We heal, we help, until the end.

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MarkWaldrop

Jesus said, “Hold on, I’m coming,
Through the storm, through the night,
When your heart is worn and heavy,
I’ll be there, I am your light.

When the winds of doubt surround you,
And your strength begins to fade,
I am here, just call upon Me,
In My arms, you’ll find your aid.

Hold on, I’m coming swiftly,
Through the valleys, dark and deep,
I will carry you through trials,
In My care, you’ll safely sleep.

When the world feels cold and lonely,
And the path is hard to see,
Know that I am always with you,
Trust in Me, for I am free.

Hold on, I’m coming closer,
With each prayer, I hear your cry,
I will never leave nor fail you,
My love for you will never die.

So hold on, dear child, be steadfast,
Though the road is rough and long,
I am coming, I am with you,
In My grace, you will be strong.”

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MarkWaldrop