Poems

Amid the trembling hopes of human need— Beyond man's laws which often fail to free— The statute of almighty God still stands: "I AM, and I have not forsaken thee. " This law of Love and great Immanuel Can never be obstructed or repealed.

Is doubt full? Or empty? Wondering, worrying, fretting, scurrying in what-ifs, doubt is full of nothing at all! Full of zero. Full of blank.

Pieces and partials abound on the shore. Hints of the whole held in fragmented hues Segments of circles Sections of curves Spirals and splinters All simply clues.

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13 The woman read the words Then closed the book, Feeling sad.

"Neither do I condemn thee .

Shattering blow? No, Opportunity to grow! Why lie musing In the dust of shattered dreams On what might once have been. It never was the Father's will.

Paul was dead—the people thought, and drew his body from the city. But the disciples gathered near.

How wonderful To know with God All things are possible. To know this day, this hour, I can begin To challenge every subtle claim of sin That would deceive, delay My recognition of God's perfect way.

Why all this fuss? What did he do to deserve this feast of love? Having never left home maybe it's hard to know what emptiness sin is, to imagine how hungry a yearning heart can feel, to picture spiritual starvation, the agonizing self-depreciation that turns us to true self-appreciation. Welcome him.

Do we yearn for healing and place it on high above all else? Oh, we will learn, you and I, "there is none other God but one. " Even the light above the sun is under God, Most High.