Back To The Front

As I watch through smoke filled eyes

And strive to peer through clouds of black

I scan the East and Western skies

And brace against the next attack

The few of us that still remain

Rally to defend our keep

Some wonder if it’s all in vain

For most, conviction’s running deep

We hammer dents out of our shields

We sharpen swords and check supplies

We turn to face the war-torn fields

Our enemy is on the rise

The flaming darts come driving through

Our shields we lift to stay the blows

We yell defiance, though we’re few

And stand up tall to fit our bows

Returning fire, we loose our flight

Our arrows punching fast and low

With words of God, they take our fight

And slam into our deadly foe

The ranks of black recoil in fear

They flee the power and its’ source

Though hatred drives them ever near

In vain they march to reinforce

The distance yields a cry for aid

A broken creature tries to run

We leave defence behind to raid

And lift our swords to save just one

We break our lines and dash towards

Paying no heed to Sirens’ song

Our flag reveals The Lord of Lords

We smash into the darkened throng

We find the one whose soul was lost

An empty husk, a wretched waif

She’s done with evil and its’ cost

She’s searching for a haven safe

We enfold her in a ring of steel

And cover up her naked plight

Our foes resist with fervent zeal

And strike to halt her desperate flight

We rush her back to safety’s keep

And teach her of her life, the lie

She knows now that she’s been asleep

She marvels with an opened eye

She marvels at the love around

The friends, the Church, the place called home

The forgiving grace that’s so profound

She marvels that she’s not alone

Arising from a cleansing stream

Her sin and guilt are washed and gone

Dressed in white, her eyes agleam

Her loving Saviour gazing on

She grabs a shield, picks up a spear

And wraps herself in Holy Word

Armed with His sword she holds no fear

Her steel resolve no longer blurred

She marches hard and leaves the Keep

Even though the war is won

She joins me in the trenches deep

The sounds of battle raging on

With vigour we defend our prize

Waiting for that day avowed

When angels’ armies fill the skies

And Jesus comes on Heavens' clouds

Go For Coffee

I forgot how great the gift;
To linger there with loved ones.
Fragrant coffee, tepid sips
Brewed sacred talks and fellowship.

Those were days my soul grew rich,
By the time I spent with you.
Those were moments that I cherish,
There the gift of time shined through.

Though inexpensive and so simple,
To “go for Coffee” meant so much!
It was time ordained for us,
To reconnect and stay in touch.

How great a bond a cup can mold,
To talk until our coffee’s cold.
Even doodles drawn on napkins,
Could years later, value hold.

I thank the Lord for simple moments,
Like draining coffee pots with you.
These were gems in plain disguise;
Where the wealth of life arises.

So if there’s someone that you love,
Take their hand, and go for coffee.
Go out and bring up stories told,
Build memories that won’t grow old.

By TSV

I John 1: 7 “But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.”

Truth Be Told

In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God
And when the Word spoke, it was a good time to nod
When a sound left His lips, all things paused to hear
Then exclaim with delight as a new thing appeared

The Father and Son worked together in splendor
The Spirit was moving – they had an agenda
A love infused thought followed by a decree
No buttons to press, just the words “Let there be………”

The Heavens were born with a thought then a sound
They were put in their place and by laws they were bound
More words that escaped brought the universe forth
He spoke some things South and sent others up North

He thought of a sun and an orbiting rock
From the heart of His hearts He imagined a flock
With a light in His eyes and His mouth for the tool
He furnished a world and He told us to rule

When His word comes to light, the outcome is sure
The Almighty declares it - there is no detour
Though Heaven and Earth may fall to decay
His word is eternal and won’t pass away

When we’d messed it all up and to start us afresh
He sent us His Son and The Word was made flesh
He spoke and He told us, He talked and He said
If you pick up the bible, it’s written in red

The Word told us how to escape from Fort Knox
Of our journey to Heaven and our stumbling blocks
Of a love that assures that we don’t walk alone
Of a pardoning grace that is calling us home

He gave us the handbook, the decree of The Lord
If you live the wrong way then you’ll fall on your sword
He said not to let the devil persuade us
He used the same voice as He did when He made us

That wonder filled voice that tells stars how to burn
That power filled voice that makes galaxies turn
That wisdom filled voice that declares right from wrong
The voice of our God that sets angels to song

It’s a light to our path and a lamp to our feet
A word for all time and it’s still on the street
The kind of advice that no money can buy
Your ticket to freedom, no word of a lie

As concrete is poured, thus shall concrete then set
And the Lord doesn’t give us His word to forget
Or to twist or to shape or to suit the new age
It’s the purest of truth and can never be changed

‘Round the Corner

I wish I could sit ‘round the corner,
And just listen to all of the clamor.
Just listen to laugher and voices,
Listen to what really matters.

I would hear dear familiar voices,
Laughs I would know right away.
Dinnerware clanging with silverware,
And the smells of Thanksgiving day!!!

I would thank God that I have my family,
Both at home and those miles away.
If I could just sit right ‘round the corner,
That would be a spectacular day.

What you have, when you’re gathered together,
Is a gift every heart longs to share.
The gift of just loving each other,
And the prize of each person that’s there.

Though I’m not sitting there ‘round the corner,
My heart is most certainly there.
My love, adoration and thankfulness,
Is in spirit, at everyone’s chair.

I love you dear family, and send my best wishes:
For holiday health, wealth and mirth.
Tis Thanksgiving Day! Thank God for right now!
It’s the best seat to have on the earth.

tsv

The Leaves of October - a Fall Poem - Yahoo! Voices

The Leaves of October - a Fall Poem

I love the cooler weather October brings, the bright blue sky and the colorful falling leaves. The sight of fall leaves spinning in an October breeze always makes me want to dance with them! This is a poem in celebration of autumn and the beauty of October leaves:

The Leaves of October - a Fall Poem - Yahoo! Voices

HEAVEN ‘CAN’T WAIT’

As sun fades on horizons’ west

I ponder how the day’s progressed

And wonder what tomorrow has in store

In many ways I find I’m blessed

In others find I’ve flunked the test

But always find I yearn for something more

I think of all our world can bring

New house, new car, new fancy thing

These things might satisfy me for a while

Then I look beyond this place

Unto that realm where pain’s erased

Unchaining my involuntary smile

What wonders loom at Heavens’ Gate?

I’d set off now, but have to wait

And do the tasks to which I’ve been assigned

But Father, could you fast-track me?

’Cos Lord I really want to see

The awesomeness that’s sure to blow my mind

What will I do when I get there?

Sit upon a golden chair

Or will I be too stunned and overwhelmed?

Will I ride about on horses back

Or take off from a gold tarmac

And soar with angels wings throughout the realm?

Will I have a brand new name

And Lord, will I still look the same?

I know my aches and niggles will be gone

As angels sing and trumpets blow

I know I’ll have a brand new glow

Reflections of your glory looked upon

When I join the heavenly host

Will I be sent to some outpost?

Could I hang around the throne room for a time

To gaze upon your awesome face

And sing about your awesome grace

That brought me here despite my earthly grime?

Will I be a messenger

A fast angelic courier

Surfing through the stars at speeds untold?

Or will the notes I play expand

In a long haired angels rockin’ band

Bringing vital sound to streets of gold?

Can we run around and kick a ball?

Do you have a sport and what’s it called?

I bet there’s no shame being on the losing team

Do the runners up get a trophy too?

Do angels roar when goals go through?

Can you lose your voice in heaven when you scream?

If I’m there before that final day

When all our tears are washed away

And Jesus comes to end all misery

Will I join your army Lord

To smash the devil and his hordes

And bring about your finest victory?

For now, I’ll try not to complain

I’ll live my life where you still reign

And admit I have no clue without a fuss

For no ear has heard, nor eye perceived

Our earthly minds just can’t conceive

The wonders that you have in store for us

Power and Love

Who gave the sun its’ warmth and its’ light?

Whose will caused our planet to spin into night?

Who dressed the clouds in their grey and their white

And allotted their voice such a thunderous might?

Who laid out the oceans and gave them their girth?

Who scatters His lightning across all the earth?

Who takes away empires, gives others new birth?

Who can do all of this and yet still see my worth?

Who lifted the mightiest mountain range

Up into the sky, so imposing and strange?

Who sends forth the winds and who has arranged

Four life-giving seasons to ebb and to change?

Who spread out the lights in the nights’ starry sky?

Who feathered the Eagle and taught it to fly?

Who waters one place and leaves another one dry?

Who can do all of this and yet still hear my cry?

Whose voice thunders down with the mightiest roar?

Whose power can shake the whole earth to its’ core?

Whose splendor decrees that all angels adore?

Who gives us His all and has promised us more?

Whose presence commands that all evil shall flee?

Whose justice demands that for sin, there’s a fee?

Whose wisdom and love nailed that sin to a tree?

Who sent His own Son to recover deaths’ key?

Whose mighty hand picks me up when I’m down?

Whose mighty grace turned the lost into found?

Whose promise declares that I’m Heavenward bound?

My Father who says I’m a jewel in His crown.