Our World
by Carol Tifft
This world of ours, with trouble about us,
With people going about, making a fuss.
It was perfect and peaceful not long ago,
Now everyone knows not which way to go.
Look at your neighbor, his needs much like yours,
We question him, degrade him, being not good doers.
There must be a way for harmony to abide -
So that peace and love can once more be supplied.
Another topic of the day is pollution,
Many tax dollars spent but still no solution.
As for war, what can I say?
We talk of peace, well, maybe someday!
Which brings us to the so called generation gap,
Since when can't people live together on this map?
Peace, smog, poverty, taxes, pollution, war,
These are a few, you can think of many more.
Yes, we could talk all day of the problems that are about,
We can rant, rave, holler and shout -
But there is still one thing that we all can do,
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
When I Say…
Author Unknown
When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I was lost!" That is why I chose this way."
When I say..."I am a Christian" I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need someone to be my guide.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and pray for strength to carry on.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and cannot ever pay the debt.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not claiming to be perfect,
my flaws are too visible but God believes I'm worth it.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches which is why I seek His name.
When I say..."I am a Christian" I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority. I only know I'm loved.
Cloudbursts
by Ken Snyder
Rain against the window pane,
staring into space.
Trapped within myself,
need you to embrace.
My essence does not inhabit me,
tasks left undone.
Mysteries of my soul,
that is why you sent your son.
Vices I keep prolonging,
promises never kept.
Urgency all around,
your assurances we need to accept.
Burdens never liberated,
lust in our hearts.
Our mind is weak,
afraid we are not too smart.
Touch our spirits,
to let us know you are there.
Fragile little children are we,
who constantly need reminded,
you took away our burdens,
you took away our cares.
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Rhapsody
by Ken Snyder
Filled with your spirit,
joy that fills my heart.
Moment lasts a little while,
then the ecstasy departs.
Sins that cloud my soul,
storm clouds in the sky.
Prisoner of my flesh,
your laws to live by.
Piece of heaven,
walking here with you.
Life so rewarding,
to feel this way.
Pray for this bliss,
to faithfully stay.
Walk in the light,
walk with you day by day.
Heaven here on earth,
whenever your sprit,
encompasses me this way.
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Rock
by Ken Snyder
Fisherman by trade,
a legend was made.
Follow me he said,
you left your family, and your bed.
You had insight like no other,
you knew the truth,
even more than his own brother.
You tried to walk on water,
not enough faith, you should of been smarter.
A life witnessing wonders,
walking alongside our lord, there were no blunders.
Lord do not wash my feet you said,
he then told you it is if you are dead.
Lord not my feet, but all of me,
for my life began when we met at the Sea of Galilee.
Night of his arrest, he warned of your denial,
three times before cock crows, and I go to stand trial.
When he died you were not around,
you thought you left your Lord down.
Reunited you were,
when upon his resurrection he reoccurred.
Jesus asked, Do you love me,
not once, but by the count of three.
"Yes Lord I love you", is what you told him,
but the way he asked, made you feel grim.
I wish I could take your place.
How sweet it would of been to look into Jesus' face.
He choose you to lead and tend to his flock,
so he nicknamed you Rock.
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