Moments apart, add up, regard placed where time is spent
Truth shadows every step, carefully pace, and none, resent
It’s true, absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder
Moments together beg that we take heed and the value, ponder
Roam not in any way, if only in the ways that our toils take us
Return faithful to the space we share alone, there is trust
Posted in Poetry
Tagged hide, run, trust, why
Perfect, I’m not, take the will from me Lord to cast a single stone
If it never hurts then how can I profess to have grown
The Lord said, “I am the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.”
But I sit here thinking on and longing for the good ole days, the past.
Where does faith go when we think too much, and get caught up in the pace of society?
Information comes and goes so fast that we barely hold on, so we search again just to see.
I am a man in awesome wonder, at times life gets in and my mind slips into constant wander.
Praying just enough to keep from freezing solid from mental strain, opportunities I squander.
Where’s my trust…”whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord…”
So many things converge at the same time, have I walked when I should have soared?
I look into four fresh, young, bright eyes and I wonder if I am worthy of their care.
In these times we can know all about the places we go, having never even been there.
In the days of my youth time marched along but with it came a pace, the days, our own.
Now news travels faster than the facts themselves, we fear things we should’ve never known.
“Submit to God and be at peace with Him…” for its here you’ll find there’s always a friend.
In the darkness, there is light, He’s got this, for “He is the beginning and the end.”
The earth spins; light glows and fades, here on earth only man creates the absence of light.
No matter the corner we’ve backed into there’s always two choices, one which is right.
Commotion bellows all around me, I find solace in this little space between me and these keys.
I know God is listening, for when I wander; I’m reminded of His splendor evident in the breeze.
I give my troubles to Him …”for vain is the help of man”…I on my own can only descend.
“Through God we shall do valiantly…”and only He holds all, “the beginning and the end.”
2 Corinthians 5:6
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Tagged Alpha and Omega, calm, faith, God, Lord, pace, peace, Prayer, scripture, self soothe, society, splendor, Steve Beal Sr., the beginning and the end, trust