Like sands through the hour-glass
Time with You slips through my fingers
I long to be near You
In this very moment
Learning Your truths
Memorizing Your face
Yet the responsibilities of the day beckon

“You’d better leave now…you’re going to be late!”

But the Spirit living in me desires nothing more
Than to sit quietly at Your feet
Adoring these priceless opportunities
Longing for more precious moments
In a room with no clock
In a world with only light
In the space to be fully immersed in Your love
In the quiet calm of serenity
Breathing in Your righteousness
My heart aches to know what You would say to me
If only I could stay here
In this very moment…


Until you have something good to say
Don’t say it!
Concerning a need to pray
Pray it!
Upon finding something good to give
Give it!
Since there is always a reason to live
Live it!
Without desires in your heart
You can’t share it!
Out of the change you could spare
Spare it!
Concerning dreams deep inside
Unearth it!
Despite feeling unworthy
You’re worth it!
When you think you’re undeserving
You deserve it!
It it means the world to you
Preserve it!
If you desperately need a friend
Be one!
If you are alone and depressed
Seek one!
When you are tired and confused
Sleep on it!
If your emotions rule
Weep on it!
When you hear gossip about anyone
Don’t repeat it!
If it’s all you have left
Don’t deplete it!
When the gossip is about you
Ignore it!
If you find it repugnant
Abhor it!
With knowledge gained from God’s word
Teach it!
With wisdom gained from God’s word
Preach it!
When your mind races
Control it!
When a loved one is sad
Console it!
If something needs attention
Address it!
When something needs to be said
Express it!
If you’re tired of quitting
Complete it!
When negative thoughts usher in
Defeat it!
When someone needs a blessing
Bless it!
To get the point across
I stress it!


Fill the courageous heart with Your sword
Fill the sick with Your healing Lord
Fill the lonely with a precious friend
Fill the servant with good deeds to the end
Fill the mourner with Your presence, Your peace
Fill the comforter with Your Words that speak
Fill the broken-hearted with Your love
Fill the message with Your glory…send on wings of a dove
Fill the thirsty with Your Living Water
Fill the admirable with Your honor
Fill the deserving with Your highest esteem
Fill the creative with sweet visions, sweet dreams
Fill the mind with wisdom and understanding
Fill the body to carry out Your call’s demanding
Fill the mouth with words worthy to be heard
Fill the tongue with speech to convey Your Word
Fill the unyielding, unforgiving soul…with the same tolerance and grace that Your Mercy has shown
As we extol the highest of Honor and Glory… to You Lord
Standing in harmony with Your people… living one accord


I don’t remember much from the early years
Mostly from pictures or what I was told
Memories are much more vivid and clear
When the heart is warm, when it hasn’t grown cold

I can see our front porch swing
I smell red bud blossoms in the air
Life was so much simpler then
Growing up without a care

I remember Sunday Dinners
Every weekend after Church
Around Grandma’s kitchen table
Our entire family would converge

Often discussing the Pastor’s sermon
And how it should impact our life
Learning from our elders as we passed round
The bread and butter knife

I recall too, the Pastor’s visits
But for us kids, the only thing at stake
Was hanging round the table long enough
To sample Aunt Rada’s Strawberry Jam Cake

My mind’s eye see’s clover blossoms
I look at the ground where my Mom stares
Then bending down to pick it up, she gasps
“A four-leaf clover…would you look-a-there”!

We played simple games, finding images in the clouds
Hide and seek, kick ball and jack rocks
But we got just as much entertainment out of
Sliding on the hardwood floor in socks!

Visions of Sambo and Buffy
Our Tabby and Calico spring into view
The scent of Pine that engulfed Grandma’s house
Was it the Christmas Tree…or did Sambo pee – ew!

We donned rain boots, slickers and rain hats
Splashing and stomping in the puddles when it rained
Yes, these simple things to you may sound boring
Or to some even quite insane

But we had family, we had friends
I remember saying “We’re rich”!
When Mom let the girls hang love beads
Over our bedroom door in ’76

There were also times of discipline
So we knew NOT to cross the line
And if we ever did we could expect
A firm spanking on our behind!

I remember building forts out of boxes
Making tents from sheets hung on the clothes-line
This was what we called “down-to-earth” fun
And it didn’t cost a dime!

I can taste the glue from pasting trading “green stamps”
As we helped Mommy fill stacks of S&H Books
Redeeming them for all kinds of neat things
Even clothes-pin hooks

Saturday’s with Dad
Were teamed round the family car
Washing, scrubbing, waxing and buffing—
He kept the cleanest vehicle by far

I see my sisters swinging in the front porch swing
Time spent their was all about the songs
We’d sing and swing for hours on end
For the love of music–not for the applause

I think back to High School days and Basketball
To Cheerleading camp and Football games
My enthusiasm for those sports
Has never quite been the same

I’m mindful of those who led more charmed lives
Of those growing up in poverty too
With Family dynamics that weren’t very good
Could just as easily have been me or you

So I’m thankful for the love of my family
Without ALL of you I couldn’t imagine this life
A life filled with joy and contentment
Without too much adversity or strife

I’m thankful too that we are all still together
We can still call on each other–day or night
We are still making fond memories to share
In a future that still looks very bright