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...