I Believe

I believe…

what is made mention

of the plan of G-d for man

was to purchase my redemption;

Jesus had a master plan.

His atoning blood, remarkable grace,

of these I do believe!

Yet, oft’ times in the valley,

it’s doubt that I perceive.

“Tis not the sound of unbelief

left ringing from these words,

but mercy without measure?

To me, that seems absurd.

His Voice, I know; and words I keep

hid deep within my heart,

His Psalms of hope to which I weep;

What glory they impart.

You see, in my darkest hours

it was faith that carried me.

If not for these…my testaments,

would I still believe?


****** The Sweetest Story *****

I know of a love story;

it’s the sweetest ever told…

How the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Surprised the Heavenly Host.

“Let Us make Man in Our Image!”

A plan that soon would grow

into this sweet love story,

for we, He Loved the Most!

We were not supposed to die

for we were perfectly designed;

for from the earth our flesh was formed;

and with His breath, He gave us life.

Then, our destiny was challenged

as God’s enemy drew near,

and we knew not that serpent

for he was so cavalier!

We believed his lies of grandeur;

causing death to reign…so near!

The sons of God now swallowed up

in darkness, and in fear.

But God, the Father, devised a plan

to defeat this enemy,

and I glory in the Love

that was soon bound to a tree.

God, the Son, in this sweet story

took on our wounded flesh,

and it was in this highest office,

 life, eternal, was re-addressed.

So, Death…Where is your Victory?

Death, Where is your Sting?

It was swallowed up in Jesus

Our King, who reigns supreme!

My Sally


When I awoke one morning, a bird was on my bed.

I asked,  “What are you doing here?”

It winked at me and said…”Hi! My name is Sally and

I’m searching for a friend.

If you would be my bird, I will be faithful ’til the end.

I have the brightest colors, yellow, mango, green, and blue;

and my vocabulary is sure to tickle you!”

I thought for just a moment as she began her serenade

of “Good Morning,” and “Wha’cha doin’?” and

“Have a happy day!”

Then, she moved into our nest,

my kitchen, clean and bright;

Where we exchange our small talk

and consider our next plight.