Let go and Let God

I have always been very independent, wanting help from no one. 
Always thinking I was number one. 

No one knew more than me.
No need to ask for help, you see.

Then one day things got out of control
And I had to let go.
No, where to go? No help I could find. 
I nearly lost my uncontrollable mind. 

Having nothing to lose. I bowed my head, asking God to free me from this booze. 

To my surprise, Love came rushing in. 
Thank God, Thank God I now have a new friend. 

February 25, 2023
Mark Waldrop

My little pet sins

I have some little pet sins I do not want to let go.
I'm not even sure their sins, you know. 

They may not be good, their not too bad. 
They seem to make me happy, not sad. 

In God's eyes, are there good and bad sins?
Shaking my head, I'm not sure I understand.

My Mother always said if done in secret, it's probably not right. 
Giving me cause to search my soul many nights. 

I guess the truth came to me when I realized God was watching me twenty-four-seven. 
I bowed my head and said I'm sorry I really want to go to heaven.

February 25, 2923
Mark Waldrop
Inspired by
Mark Daniluk K8SMD

The Key

Holy Friday is the Hallowed Day God molded the Key to setting man free.
On the Cross, by the shedding of His Blood, God pardons you and me.

That was the moment Love came down, touching the earth. God sending his Royal Crown.
A humble Man died on the Cross with all of Heaven looking down. The King Of Kings adorn that Crown.

Humanity was blinded by sin to what they had done.
They had no earthly clue that Truth had won.

Love conquered sin that very day when Jesus, God's son, began to pray.
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do. I will light their way. 

God gave man the greatest gift of all. 
His Only Son, Jesus, who died for all. 

The unexplainable good that came out of the bad that hallowed day
Is the gift of Eternal Life from God
to all who believe and pray.

MarkWaldrop
Penned for
Bisquet T. And Ann Sims

Dust to Dust

Dust clouds and flying rock particles during detonator blast on the construction site in the middle east
From dust, I was made to dust. I will return
The chances are great I will end up in an urn

It costs too much to have a big old funeral 
With a large casket spray of beautiful
Petunias

Nobody wants to spend my money on me
Wanting to transfer it into their Bank account you see

Well if the truth is told it's only gold
It matters nothing to me after I'm cold

I didn't bring anything into this world with me
I will take nothing with me when I'm set free

February 24, 2024
Mark Waldrop

Between the lines

Sometimes the things that speak the loudest are not in the written word. 
The thunderous voice comes from between the lines of what is not heard. 

The silence of being close to a friend in need
Brings  the Heart of God His love to bleed bleed

Caring and sharing that’s the most important 
Lifting their feelings so their burdens will be shortened

It’s not what you can do or anything you can say
It’s your presence that lifts their troubles away

February 23, 2023
Mark Waldrop