Quiet Time Rhymes

September 10, 2024

How can I fathom the depths of the sea,
Much less the creator of you and of me?
How vast are the galaxies, each one He formed,
Yet He sustains me when life brings me storms.

His love’s beyond measure, the greatest of all.
He lifts me back up in those times when I fall.
He’s the source of the joy that resides in my heart.
He’s always beside me, He’ll never depart.

Though my body is aging, some might say I’m old,
His love is eternal, it never grows cold.
One day I’ll be with Him transfigured and strong.
In His presence forever, through Him I belong.

The sounds of creation one day I will hear
Echoing praises, those heavenly spheres.

September 9, 2024

The first September morning chill,
At last, the summer’s had its fill,
Allowed the heat to loose its grip.
Thermometers once more can dip.

I’m grateful Lord, the perfect blend
When summer heat comes to an end.
The sun will shine, provide the light,
The temperature will be just right.

A respite Lord, cool sunny day,
A welcomed gift You’ve sent my way.
I’m grateful Lord for each new morn
Through all the days since I was born.

There’s something ‘bout the hint of fall,
Brings memories that I recall,
That linger still inside my soul,
That mark transitions young to old.

September 7,2024

I began sharing words my last season of life,
Even later in rhyme as they treated my wife,
While she bravely endured all the treatments and meds,
The surgeries, therapies, struggles ahead.

As I watched her go through it, I wrote my first rhyme,
Sitting in waiting rooms passing the time.
I wrote of a mouse who was cheerful and brave
Though she lived in a dumpster and trash came in waves.

That started a journey I’m still on today,
Each poem allowing my heart to convey
A thought or an image I find in my heart.
I pray as I write that I’m doing my part

In spreading God’s message, His grace from above,
That others may know Him accepting His love.

September 6, 2024

I pray what I say I align with my walk,
That I see all the places I need to adjust.
I try to hear heartstrings of others who talk,
Sometimes well hidden behind a thick crust.

Perhaps if I open my heart and I share
With the words that I write as I form them in rhyme,
Others may read them, become more aware,
Hear their own longings absorbing each line.

Perhaps they’ll discover the treasure, the gold,
That God placed inside them the day they were born.
Perhaps it’s still dormant, is yet to unfold,
Like a rose bud still hidden behind all the thorns.

I pray what I share from my heart with my pen
Helps others discover God’s light from within.

September 5, 2024

As I pause to look back on my life at this stage,
Review my life’s book and reflect on each page,
I’ve learned what has value God’s placed in my life,
Some I found easily, others through strife.

I can see life more clearly, this book’s near the end.
I cherish the people I’ve known as a friend.
I value the wisdom from others who write,
Provide new perspectives that they bring to light.

I cherish the love that God placed in my heart,
The faith and assurance He’ll never depart.
He gives me the courage and strength for each day,
What I need to help others I meet ‘long the way.

As I stand at this stage of my life and my walk
Lord help me share love as I write, and I talk.

August 29, 2024

In the still of the morning before the world stirs
The dark before sunrise still clings to the sky,
That’s when I’m most open as insights occur.
It’s then I can capture the thoughts floating by.

I’m drawn to the truths that I find God’s book.
No matter the number of years that I’ve read,
I’m still finding morsels that I overlooked.
My soul has a feast as it’s nourished and fed.

My heart overflows in the form of a rhyme.
As the words form a line, and the lines become four,
The beat of my heart keeps the rhythm in time,
As though I’m composing and forming a score.

If the lines are well metered, not short or too long,
Perhaps they’ll form lyrics, transform into song.

August 28, 2024

The sun is down, light’s almost gone,
Another night to rest ‘til dawn.
A few more weeks of summer heat,
Then once again, cool nights I’ll greet.

The trees disrobe, they’ll slumber soon,
With barren limbs to frame the moon.
For seven decades, seven years
I’ve cherished seasons, held them dear.

How many more I have to go
Is not for me right now to know.
These years I have on earth to roam,
I walk by faith, ‘til I’m called home.

I pray each day that I can share
Love from my heart, God placed it there.

August 26. 2024

I pray I can read and hear God through His Word,
Decipher the truth, understand what I’ve heard.
I pray I apply it each day that I live,
And when I fall short, ask the Lord to forgive.

I pray as I’m learning I’m open inside,
To hear with my heart where God’s Spirit resides.
I pray that I’m open, no bias or fear
Will block the Lord’s message that I need to hear.

I pray I have faith, seek His guidance each day,
Finding new pathways as He leads the way.
Faith on the mountain one step at a time,
Trusting the Lord every day as I climb.

I pray that by faith I can learn how to soar,
Finding new heights I’ve not flown to before.

August 14, 2024

When I see others struggle, it seems so unfair.
How can I show love and compassion and care?
I lift up in prayer the ones hurting today.
May God lift you, protect you, and guide you today.

May your pain be more bearable, less than before.
May your soul and your spirit start singing once more.
May you learn how to cope, how to live though in pain,
Every day more determined your strength to regain.

Lord grant me the wisdom that I may assist,
Despair and frustration Lord help me resist,
Continue to pray through darkness of night,
Watching and waiting for morning’s first light.

There will always be struggles around the next bend,
Help me learn how to trust You, some things I can’t mend.

August 12, 2024

Another birthday’s come this year.
The day will come, when I will hear,
“Come home, the gate is open wide.”
I’ll see the Lord, with Him reside.

But ‘til that day, I’ve work to do.
I pray my words convey what’s true.
I pray I share God’s love and light,
Help others see what’s pure and right.

Lord help me see, cut through the haze,
Find wisdom for these troubled days.
Help me find ways to share Your love,
Sometimes I need a push, a shove.

If one more year I write and pray,
Lord bless the words I share and say.