On December 7, the winds of fate did blow, A date engraved in history's somber glow. Infamy struck, a nation held its breath, President Roosevelt spoke, declaring death. In solemn words, a nation stirred, Echoes of war, a call to be heard. Through the pain, courage would rise, A nation united, with tear-filled eyes. Roosevelt's voice, a beacon strong, In the face of darkness, a resolve prolonged. A date remembered, in history's decree, December 7, 1941, echoes eternally. Created by MarkWaldrop
Sacrificial giving is something we can't understand It's giving all I have and then lending a helping hand It's going beyond my means to help in every way Then, taking time time to give my Love and pray Thank you, God, for giving Your Love to me That I might share with others that they may see December 6, 2023 MarkWaldrop
Words seem pretty easy to say Petitioning my God every day Things I need, things I see and want Truly, are they desires of my heart Thanking Him for Many Blessings Do I take time to feel His refreshing Dear Lord, calm me that I might hear Divine whispers that quieten my fear In everything that I have said and done I pray Your Will, and mine become one December 5, 2023 MarkWaldrop
In December's hush, a gentle plea, Remember, it's Christmas, let it be. Not just an 'X,' a symbol cold, But a season of warmth, stories untold. With carols that echo through snowy nights, Embrace the joy, festive lights. In every greeting, let the meaning flow, This December, let true Christmas glow. December 4, 2023 Created by MarkWaldrop
The Serenity in the air brings Peace without despair There was stillness before excitement showing God Cared The hustle and bustle around Holiday time Brings much frustration to my restless mind Taking time to collect my thoughts, I am much happier now As I take a moment to remember the Season I Humbly Bow. Christ was born in a manger many years ago To Bring Love from His Father to make faces glow Thank you, God, for this Christmas Season For the Greatest Gift that has ever been given December 3, 2023 MarkWaldrop
I’m just camping in this old world of sin Going home soon, I won’t need this tent ever again The cold wind and the rain blow in This old tent has been my faithful friend When I get home, there will be no more storms Only fair weather resting in My Fathers Arms Every day, I camp a little closer to home One day, I will never again roam If this old tent will hold, keeping the weather out I will soon toss it aside with a great shout I'm on my way home if I can make it there Before my old tent becomes completely threadbare November 30, 2023 MarkWaldrop
On the path of destiny, a purpose unfolds, Walking in the light, where prophecy molds. Building connections, divinely designed, In the tapestry of fate, each thread aligned. Prophetic whispers guide each stride, In the dance of life, side by side. Relationships crafted with heavenly intent, A sacred journey, where souls are sent. Foundation laid in wisdom's embrace, Divine connections, a powerful grace. Heart to heart, in unity's blend, Walking the path that destiny penned. Through trials and triumphs, hand in hand, Building bridges to the promised land. Prophetic destiny, a story unfolds, In the sacred bonds, a tale of old. In the echoes of purpose, relationships divine, A symphony of souls, in harmony entwined. Walking the path that destiny has cast, Building connections that forever last. December 1, 2023 Created by MarkWaldrop
In the garden of youth, where laughter takes flight, Children dance with time, in pure delight. Days stretch like summers, endless and free, A carousel of moments, pure simplicity. Clocks are but whispers, unnoticed they chime, As children weave tales, in the canvas of time. Yesterday's worries, tomorrow's unknown, In the magic of now, their world is sown. In wide-eyed wonder, they chase the sun, Each second a treasure, a race to be won. Fingers graze the hours, like grains of sand, Yet, in the grasp of joy, time finds its stand. Seasons may change, leaves fall and regrow, Yet, in the heart of a child, time moves slow. For every giggle, every shared rhyme, Writes a chapter eternal, in the book of time. Oh, to see the world through their innocent gaze, Where moments are diamonds in time's endless maze. In the eyes of children, time finds its prime, A dance, a melody, forever in rhyme. November 30, 2023 Created by MarkWaldrop
A flash of darkness surrounding me Amidst the bright light, I used to see The lack of light I was accustomed to Brought an eerie feeling into my view Light glows brighter from others I see Looking inward brings darkness to me Pushing the flash of darkness away Starts with serving others I must say November 29, 2023 MarkWaldrop
Two souls entwined, a story to be told. A match made in heaven, as if by design, Guided by the hands of a love divine. Through the chapters of fate, their journey weaves, A harmony of hearts, as destiny conceives. God's orchestrations, a celestial art, United in love, never to depart. Whispers of angels in the gentle breeze, Two spirits dancing with effortless ease. A symphony of emotions, a heavenly song, In this match made above, where they belong. Stars align, witnessing this cosmic ballet, A love so profound, it lights up the way. In the embrace of destiny, they find each other, A match made in heaven, where one soul meets another. Created by MarkWaldrop