Watercolor Master

This was written during a pretty bleak time in my life when the Lord really drew me close to Him...

Watercolor Master

You paint color to my dreams,

with the same skilled hand

that brushes life into the midnight sky...

You breathe fire to my

mundane, ordinary, too-small faith

and raise me up

above the walls that bar my soul

to see Your plan unfolding just ahead...

Watercolor Master,

paint me beautiful in Your eyes...

How I long to fill Your heart with joy

as You have mine!

Oh, what may I do to light Your smile?

what gift of love would lift Your heart

so burdened with my inadequacies?

My King, my very life-breath

flows from Your love alone...

Oh, that I may spread Your glory!

Would that I could fill the winds

with the sweet essence of You,

that all would know Your sweetness...

My Lord, my All-in-All,

My own Prince Charming,

I need no other passion -

for You are Heaven to me.

Christo Te Ama

This was written over 6 years ago, while I was on a mission trip to Mexico

Christo Te Ama

Hold my hand a moment, little one,
Your tender eyes, contageous smiles

will warm me for today,

We'll run and sing and laugh

until the sunlight fades away...

Hold tightly to me, little one -

I long to calm the fears and hurts

that plague your tender heart,

to keep you safe forever

in my arms to never part.

I'll love you always, little one -

I'll hold you for a moment, but

then I must go away,

So I'll teach you of Another -

in your heart He longs to stay...

"Christo te ama," little one,

so very much, you'll see!

Just take His hand, my precious child,

He's all you'll ever need.

So if the nighttime monsters come

with shadows dark and mean,

He'll be your fearless Hero

who will chase them from your dreams.

And if you're sad and lonely

and your tears have all been spent,

He'll hurry in to hold you,

He's the very best of friends.

Oh little one, so all alone,

no tender parents here -

He is the gentle Daddy,

He'll kiss away your tears.

Our moments fly past, little one,

and soon we'll be apart,

But though you cannot hold my hand,

know that you have my heart!

Oh precious one, I'll take your hand

and place it with the Shepherd,

for though our moments flee too fast,

He'll hold you tight forever...

Somewhere

I came across this poem today.  I wrote this over 6 years ago, before I had met my husband.  Back then I could never have imagined what the Lord had in store for me!  The wait was long and at times seemed endless, but my Adam was well worth it!

My Somewhere

Somewhere in Your world, my Lord,
One caring voice leads a child in prayer,
Two strong hands reach to embrace the weak,
Wisdom-lightened eyes scan his world for the hurting...

Somewhere in Your world, my Lord,
Two burdened shoulders bow
In humble adoration at Your throne -
with voice seasoned with love and longing,
he prays for me
until we meet,
Somewhere in Your world, my Lord

Though near or far in presence,
I do not yet know,
but in Spirit
we are already
One...

So, until that day, when that practiced voice
leads our own child in prayer,
and those same hands team together with mine-
until our eyes focus on the same calling
and I kneel beside love-burdened shoulders,
sharing his grief, his yoke-
we will pray for each other
and praise You for guiding us
all the while closer
to Somewhere...

Journey

JOURNEY

As my soul was treading earthen paths

awaiting streets of gold -

And my anxious heart searched on

for lights of home,

My Lord and I came to a dark

and narrow, winding road -

While I held back,

my Lord walked on alone.

I knew that I should follow Him

and stay close to His side –

for He’d promised to protect me,

‘neath His wings He’d let me hide.

Sweet memories of His goodness

rushed to calm my strain of doubts

But yet, the threat of fear crept in:

“What if there’s no way out?

Your Lord will never find you ,

now that you’re so far behind –

And look! The stormclouds overhead -

They’ll soon be passing by!”

Indeed, the shadows moved in fast,

they left no time for waiting –

Should I go now to follow Him?

Or, would it be too late?

I knew that I should follow Him,

If not, where would I go?

Still, the longer that I tarried there,

the more my heart grew cold…

Just when it seemed my faith was gone,

I fell upon my knees –

I could not pray without my Lord!

Oh, for the strength to leave!

Then, as I wept, my hand fell down

to something at my feet –

My Lord had left a lantern!

Oh, a light that I could see!

I stood up then on stronger legs

and grasped the faith I’d found,

I cast a hopeful gaze toward

the path my Lord went down

My light outstretched, I saw His steps –

rejoicing for His lead,

So, step-by-step I trudged ahead

and longed for when we’d meet

Just when I felt my step was sure,

my gaze went from the light –

I did not see the stone

my foe had placed beneath my sight –

My foot hit hard, my legs gave way,

I fell upon the ground –

In my dismay, the lamp had swayed,

and darkness closed around

I heard the laughter of my foe,

He thought the victory claimed –

But then, my heart began to race –

Did Someone call my name?

Then, ten thousand white-robed angels

burst throughout the stormy night

Led by a valiant Warrior –

demons scattered in their fright

As if a cloud had kissed the Earth,

the Warrior’s horse came down

His Rider then descended

as I bowed before His crown

Then, for the first, I heard the voice

of my Beloved Savior –

“My child, rise with lessons learned

and follow closely, ever –

Until the day you’ll fly with me

where foes can never enter.

Arise in faith, my child,

follow Me into the winter!”

And then, as quickly as He’d come,

my Lord left, pressing onward –

The darkness seemed to hide His form,

my fears grew ever stronger

The demons peeked from hiding,

to distract my soul from praying –

But, as I pondered what to do,

a still, small voice was saying,

“Come, my child, I have provided

sure steps for your feet.

There’s much this way for you to learn,

all lessons I will teach.

In this dark path you’ll surely find

Myself illumined best –

Be confident, and trust in Me,

I’ll guide your every step.”

A peace like I had never known

reclaimed my battered heart

Filled with strength, I rose to take

a step toward the dark

As I stood, my outstretched hand

brushed something at my feet –

My Lord had left a lantern!

Now His steps I’d surely see…!

Tender Obsession

This is a poem I wrote a while back that tells a little of how the Lord continually blows my mind with His overwhelming love for us!

Tender Obsession

You won my heart with tender whispers

and watercolor pictures,

You pursued me relentlessly -

dropping love notes along my way -

a single daisy for a walk in the woods,

the puppy with a lopsided grin

who passed me on the sidewalk,

the faint rainbow left by an afternoon shower

(I would've missed it, if not for your whisper...)

You knew I'd smile at them

and so You put them there.

And then there were the mornings -

You were awake long before me,

and set out to work in secret,

then tapped my shoulder (You couldn't wait!)

I awoke to a hand-painted sunrise, just for me!

with just a touch of turquoise

(You remembered I like them like that)

Later You called me out to see Your play-doh clouds,

We laughed all day at Your funny shapes

until the sun began to yawn,

Then You let me watch as You tenderly touched

Your first brush-strokes across the sky -

The world transformed

as cotton ships swam in pools of amber fire;

the sun made its grand exit

as You dimmed the lights

and tucked me in to sleep.

You whispered sweet dreams to me, then kept close by

'till Your brush was wet again with morning's masterpiece -

And You set out to win my heart once more...

Fragile Dreams

Fragile Dreams

(Isaiah 54:1-7)

I dream…

Of soft pink blankets with teddy bear tops,

chubby fingers,

animal crackers,

footie pajamas and blocks-

Of wide floor palates with oodles of toys,

Ballet shoes for a girl,

Rubber boots for a boy-

Of long afternoons in a cozy rocking chair,

and knowing that he’d never sleep

without me sitting there-

Of seeing her first baby doll be put down for a nap,

and knowing that she’d learned the trade

from lessons in my lap-

I long to see those teary eyes

and outstretched arms--for me!

When others could not quiet him,

or comfort her to sleep-

But yes, I know this gift would mean

much worry and much testing,

For weepy babes keep Mom awake

without much time for resting-

Still, my heart aches yet to hold

a bundle of my own,

And clutter up with baby stuff

a house we’d make our home-

So Lord, prepare me for the day

this call may be for me,

Remind me always, Lord, they’re Yours;

I’ll let them go to Thee-

I’ll pray one day they’ll meet Your Son

and pledge their hearts to You-

And I hope their future Daddy

now is praying for them, too…

One Consuming Dream

One Consuming Dream...

Be my passion, Lord of my heart -
be the catch that sets
my heart to beat too fast-
Be the giggle of my little-girl dream,
my Prince Charming...
Be the flame that consumes my will,
light my soul to dim no more,
Be my every desire.
Be the river flowing through,
pushing onward through the murk,
driving, unstoppable -
wash all my doubt.
Be the one consuming dream,
the only sustenance of my heart -
fill me, use me, pour me dry -
only never leave me,
my ever-present Addiction,
my Passion,
my All