Peace Among the Evergreens

And suddenly I am aware of the evergreens,
towering into the night sky.
Overhead, the darkened boughs gently sway,
Christmas trees centuries old, filling the sky with wisdom

The pebbled, earthy path winds under the pines,
but I pause a moment.
I see, peeking through the leafy boughs,
the stillness of a moonlit sky.
Craning to see those branches blackened by the shadows,
I see the light of the stars twinkling amidst them.
Without and within, the silence of the evening envelopes me.
The same God who formulated the spruce’s formidable height–
the same God who created me–
is the same God who said “peace, be still” this night.




The Evangelist, the Observer

Am grateful to Jesus!!! Had some really wonderful, Jesus-centered encounters tonight with people open to hearing.

Street evangelism is a walk of love, put into motion by faith. It’s so wonderful! The Holy Spirit is a gentleman and never pries or forces the doors open–rather, He’s sensitive to their situation and knocks at just the right moment. The evangelist feels the tug, knows the pull, and steps out in faith TRUSTING that the Lord Himself will open the doors, speaking when and what He says to speak–TRUSTING that Jesus will fill an open mouth with words straight from the Word of God into that person’s situation. It’s essential to the evangelist to be sensitive to what the Spirit is saying–boldly stepping out in faith when He says to, even if there seems to be no open doors–the keys ARE there–just have to step out and see the Lord open the way! When the evangelist relies on the Holy Spirit, he or she can be there almost as if an observer, WATCHING as the Holy Spirit begins to minister. Really, the whole thing is LIFE!

It also relieves the stress of trying to convert someone and replaces it with the words of God!! No agenda but to trust the GOD will speak and minister!! Whatever angle of the gospel that needs to be emphasized, and what keys are needed to reach the person–God knows.

They’re real people with real souls, and we have a real God who paid a really big price to redeem them from an eternity in hell INTO an eternity with Him, the source of all life. Bad news and good news, but the good news far surpasses the bad news. Jesus IS the way, truth, and life! Amen!

fleeing to Tennessee

Thoughts on Hurricane Irma

they’re fleeing to Tennessee

got a cabin in the mountains.

The rest antsily board up houses,

clear out grocery store shelves.

No water or canned food,

lights or TV

to be seen on the horizon–

just wind and flying palm trees,

and perhaps a dislocated door or tire

from homes and automobiles.

Thats why it’s best to board up,

and travel north.

Tomorrow the winds will blow;

I see through the open window,

the stars remain tonight.

Bright dots in the dark sky,

deceptively still and carefree,

quiet, strange and unwittingly calm.

And a gentle breeze blows,

a harbinger of things to come.

I close my window, the TV,

and my eyes.

Tomorrow will perhaps be different than expected.

Oh my soul..

Oh my soul, are you weary?

Heart, be you down–

consumed or discouraged,

hopes dashed to the ground?


Turn now to Jesus;

come rest in His love.

He’ll carry the weak,

give strength from above.


He comforts the weary,

emboldens the timid,

casts aside fear,

says of life–“now go live it!”


A season for all–

everything under heaven–

yet one thing remains,

and will not be hidden.


Jesus, my Guide,

Jesus, my Light–

without him, all’s lost;

with him, all’s right.


He’ll hold me fast

and carry me through.

No weapon shall prosper;

no past shall I rue.


Former things are forgotten;

I’ll finish the race

with the help if the Light

and the power of His grace.


In moments of trial,

of tiredness, of sorrow,

I know where to turn,

I know who to follow.


Come hardship or storm,

I cannot shrink back.

The battle the Lord’s,

my General in attack.


So my future is safe;

the path is secure.

Through perilous journey,

His love will endure.


I run on ahead,

my eyes on the prize.

Jesus, my all,

with no compromise.


Nothing to fear,

for victory’s mine.

All I’ve to do

is stand by my Guide.


So should I be sad,

or should I be weak,

I’ll lift my eyes to the Lord,

His face alone shall I seek.











Reflections on Perspective

There is a time when positivity might seem like naïveté, when, faced with the grim reality of war and refugees, assault and pain, earthquakes and famine, someone remains lighthearted and joyful. However, when the nature of God is considered–how He is great in might and terrible in beauty, righteous and just in ALL His ways, loving to all of creation, His faithfulness reaching to the skies, it reveals that we have nothing to fear–there is ROOM for positivity because the One who holds the world in His hands is not only more than able, but He delights to care for us. Yes, things may go haywire or even descend into chaos but He has given us a Guidebook that reveals the end result as well as provides guidance for the moment. And He is never absent, rather, He’s promised never to leave or forsake us. So while positivity may look like naïveté, it’s not–at least when coupled with this conviction. Rather, it is security, rest, and trust in a Father bigger than any problem, catastrophe, or war that might besiege.
Psalm 46

1 God is our refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in trouble.
2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
3 though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging.c
4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
the holy place where the Most High dwells.
5 God is within her, she will not fall;
God will help her at break of day.
6 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
he lifts his voice, the earth melts.
7 The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
8 Come and see what the Lord has done,
the desolations he has brought on the earth.
9 He makes wars cease
to the ends of the earth.
He breaks the bow and shatters the spear;
he burns the shieldsd with fire.
10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”
11 The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.


On Unintentional procrastination

When you say you’re growing
it means it’s not your strength.
With diligence and baby steps,
you can rise to first from tenth

Not that tenth is terrible
if there are, let’s say, a lot,
but if there’s only 10…
It’s not the highest spot.

Moving on, along those lines,
I must admit to this:
my current point of growth in life
is working on my thesis.

There’s lots of room for growth.
Interpret as you may.
When, I ventured to the library,
I found it closing for the day.

Intentional or not,
the clock read 59.
Movie times and hunger pangs
began to occupy my mind.

Plus the sky was dripping
lovely shades of blue;
the likelihood of research
lessened as I stood

contemplating life,
the way it takes you by surprise.
When you want to do what’s right,
they’ve changed to summer times.

I wiped my rained on bike seat off,
jumped upon my bike,
Sped off in jubilation
To do exactly as I like.

Diligence and baby steps
They were my friends today
I took a bike-ride ’round the town–
Intention not to play.

But as for now, I’m kicking back;
those new friends have gone.
They’ll be back, but now old friends
have come to cheer me on!

No need at all to worry

When tomorrow’s on your mind
You tend be confined

To the item of your worry
So surrender quick, and hurry!

God’s got it all in hand
He after all, does understand

More than your mind can fathom
That mind corrupt from Adam

Though it’s true
In Christ we’re new

So what Adam
cannot fathom

We can
in the Son of Man

But still,
Just chill

God in His sovereignty
Has made us royalty

So all our needs, they’ve been met
As all His promises, they’ve been kept.
No need at all to fret.