Sunday, March 26, 2017

The Grave Is Still Empty!

Throw out all religion
discard all pretense
repent from your dead works
stop burning incense
the grave is still empty
The Lord lives today!
He's already done it
He'll make you OK

He needs not your praises
attendance or tithes
those things are for us
but here's the surprise
the One of great glory
the One of pure love
defeated the darkness
shines light from above

The empty grave speaks
that Our Lord is alive
that death is defeated
that hope can abide
that Jesus has power
to change who you are
no matter your station
poor beggar or star

Yes Jesus has risen!
this world has no hold
He's given you purpose
if only you're bold
you'll gain by surrender
you'll rise to the skies
the grave is still empty!
new life is your prize!







Monday, March 20, 2017

Thoughts Of Big Red On This Windy Day





Thoughts Of Big Red On This Windy Day

Before the gate house
the cottage association
the historical commission
and let's not forget the rich
there sat on our southern pier
a large red lighthouse

years past it's working life but
available I was told by my younger
brother to rent to a college age guy
like him who thought it'd so cool

even if he had to risk life and limb
getting to the rusty door and chopping
off thick layers of sprayed on ice
to enter into what to me seemed like a dark
metal tomb where condensation

would drip upon his drawn in head
while he dreamed of sailing inland seas
and vast oceans unencumbered by
access rules

Early this March on a cloudless day
the sky as blue as it ever gets in Michigan
when the winds were steady past thirty
my wife and I braced ourselves on the
northern shore against clouds of pelting

sand and once more were in total awe
of surging water that can rise so high one
wonders how any man made structure
has survived. But there, still on the
southern pier, though leaning a bit

is the past, the present, and
who knows - the future



Saturday, March 11, 2017

The Pond






The Pond

Where goldfish swim
in twiggy waters
inside this garden pond
while morning ducks
splash all about
which made me think beyond
of galaxies spread far and wide
too vast to comprehend
and protons circling a spot
with no apparent end
it seemed too much
for me to know
not enough to say I knew
was there somehow a God who held
this all within His view
I pondered this for many years
laying upon my bed
 cried out unto the mystery
for insight to be shed
silence was my answer then
it roared within my brain
must we be made to live and die
with death nothing to gain
then brightness shone
through leafless trees
upon that primal scene
a different view of flesh and stone
showing a golden mean
one could not know by measuring
the width that lay before
or pace it out and understand
what futures were in store
we must accept by simple faith
just like the common man
to find the Maker of all hearts
who gave all life it's plan
and so on knees surrendered I
deep pride and filthy sin
asked Jesus to forgive it all
and make His home within
dear friend believe me when I say
that light shone through my fog
the Lord my Jesus revealed Himself
and saved me from the bog
 now life is simple as some fish
who dart as they respond
and happy as an early bird
a top this garden pond







Wednesday, March 1, 2017

What Awaits The Saints In Glory

His mystery, His majesty
His might upon the throne
the thunderstorm of praises born
engulfed in Him alone
thick rolling clouds His glory shrouds
approach we on our knees
then bursting light around Him bright
across deep crystal seas

How can it be that we don't see
how awesome is that place
explosions of emotions
in the center of His grace
by faith we'll know it tells us go
approach with godly fear
to lay it down and throw our crown
such is the atmosphere

And gathered by the brilliant sky
vast army's of the Lord
with elders near who lead a cheer
The Savior be adored
gold trumpets blown the seeds are sown
fall all before our King
He's placed inside where once was pride
new songs for us to sing

We will be dressed in garments blessed
by blood shed once for us
time standing still in His great will
no need to make a fuss
and I will wait for Him to state
that righteousness prevailed
then raise a shout with those about
PRAISE GOD! HIS GLORY HAILED!