Father's Day

Oh, that you know what I need...
to lie at rest at your feet.
To repose in your love
the world swirls and cascades
in tumultuous clamoring
of attention.
and now without the world, what have I?
who am I?
in you, my Lord...
what can I give
As Peter said, 'silver and gold have I none,
but such as I have, give I thee.....
In the name of Jesus Christ, rise up and walk.'

speak to yourself (I whisper softly to my own heart),
despair be gone.

Rise and shine, for your Creator has Redeemed your broken soul.

Why is that so hard to grasp?

Early on

Loving too much, is bad for the soul
No one else can make you whole

Caring so much that the world can fall
If you’re not loved back or loved at all

Waiting too long for the pain to subside
Telling the Lord of the tears that you’ve cried

Your bottle of tears is too small for the wound
The wholeness you’re seeking is bigger than you

Larger than life, sweeter than rain
Bloodthirsty death, hells own pain

Cannot come close to God’s Holy reign.

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty,
Early in the morning we sing our Praise to You.


Keeping too much holding it tight
Setting your goal on making it right

All of your dots and tittles in line
Don’t make the grade, don’t make you fine.

Being the god of your world won’t do
your self sacrifice is all about you

you and you and you alone
walking the steps only you have known

why not look up and instead let it go
your you isn’t all there is to know

or come close to what God has made whole.


Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty,
Early in the morning we sing our Praise to You.