WORD WINGS
March 29, 2000

On Word of God my Spirit Flies - -
From dismal ground to morning skies;
Beyond the clouds of yesterday,
My soul is lifted high to stay.

Encouraged by enduring Love
Of promised Holy Spirit dove;
To do the works he taught us to,
For sickness we bring healings new.

From hatred, strife, and poverty,
A higher vision now we see;
The limits of the past we break,
As Jesus' higher hand we take.

We feed the weak and love the poor,
He always shall supply us more;
To cities needing love and hope,
We lower now God's saving rope.

We spread His Truth of love and grace,
To countries far, to every race;
This all we do as mighty kings,
With bonded faith - - In God's Word Wings.

MY WOOD STOVE
December 22, 2007

As I watch my firewood burning
I once again am yearning
To have good friends and family nearer
And remember times and places dearer

Why so many so far this year
Some are gone, some bring a tear.
My foolish errors of the past
Have far some some friends and family cast
So far it's hard to keep in touch;
But still good memories mean so much.

The values that some learn in youth
We're learned late, if I tell the truth;
And worked delayed in careless living
Is hard to catch up and start giving.

I stir the fire and add some wood
This brings to mind that life is good;
My guardian angel keeps me well
God's promises guard my soul from hell.

His son some folks do not receive
But take for granted, makes me grieve!
The words I spoke in 'eighty one'
"From heart dear God, I take your son -
His painful death my soul has won."

Oh, I still sin, but seldom worry
Christ's blood brings joy back in a hurry.
Obedience is our God's desire,
To use our talents, start a fire;
To help save souls; without the fear
That breathing smoke and smelling beer
Will bring me back to goals down here.

My rooms are cooling, the fire's low
Perhaps it's now that I should go
To find those people who just stare
And ask them if they need a prayer.
To many life is bleak with fear
But trusting God brings Joy each year.