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After Being Homeless

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From Roaming to Homing

At first glance of a gloomy picture
Everything seemed to be wrong,
I was hopelessly homeless and void
of what I had desired, for so long.


Tears consumed most of my face, and fears kept me feeling much disgrace,
yet all the while as I acted this lie out
still a small voice within me began to shout
and inspire me to pray about
this affair with evil that had to end,
so that I could recognize that Truth, Life, and Love were my friends.


Each time I’d try to change the picture of thought,
error would scream and tell me not
to think that I could ever have a home,
that thoughts of being “established” would forever roam about a circular earth,
that was dusty, desolate, and dearth.


“This can’t be true!” I shouted back at the liar.
I kept this up until I felt myself tire,
but even at that, I found strength through prayer
to finally agree that the lie would end here!


So I gave up the poor-stricken idea
and enriched my thinking which scattered the fear.
Now there was room in my thoughts for the place
already prepared for me by His grace.


I began to pack and get rid of the old,
“Was this a move in thought?” I wondered. It was certainly bold!


Within a few months, all our ducks were in a row
And the agent that helped us was ready to show
us beautiful houses lined up in a row.


I knew I would know which one was for us.
There was no need to get anxious or worry or fuss, and there it was, on a large corner lot,
willing, ready, and able to be bought.


Sought by those who dare to live
as Christ followers with much to give.


This isn’t the end; it is only the beginning.
The house keeps growing,
So we know its never ending
purpose is to share
 what we have received
to those who come seeking the Christ as an answer to their needs.


So, if by chance you pass a beautiful house on a corner lot
in a sunny place,
where you can spot
iguanas at play
as palm trees sway,
and flowers bloom
which surround these rooms,
while hymns play as His children pray
where it never gets dark
and the angels hearken,
do stop in.
“All are welcome!”

Motherhood

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Motherhood

O, hear the voice of angels

speaking through the wind.

Love’s illuminating all,

even man who sinned.

Never far away is He,

though distance may seem real.

Within you dwells your living God,

whose presence always heals.

Handling Depression

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A once happy man became worried and sad.
So he went out for a drink.

He told the man beside him at the bar that he was on the brink.
That man advised, swim or sink.

Another shot of booze the sad man had.
And left the bar a drunken cad.

Darkness arrived and covered the sad man as he was stumbling down the street.
And big hands from that darkness reached for the man to keep him on his feet.

Asking for Forgiveness

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Whatever I did that was reprehensible, I ask that you forgive.
Whatever I said to cause you pain, let love replace instead.

Whenever I judged you, I was only confessing my own faults.
Whenever I criticized you, it was a really a self-assault.

The times I was not patient, loving, or kind,
I had wandered off to a selfish state of mind.

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