Remembering my sister:
In Heaven
Anne:
Restored, released, reframed
In joy.
God’s grace revealed
In her new life.
Heaven-sung mercy
Fully rendered.
Her broken self healed
And wholeness sprung
Into exuberant eternity,
In Christ.
Last Days
With my presence I ushered Anne
Out from suffering and into joy,
Where I hope she will someday usher me
In.
She will say, “Jan!”
I will say, “Anne!”
As she takes my hand
Across the living water.
My heart this Thanksgiving:
Lately I Have Thought
Lately I have thought my best
Dreams will be
Rendered in eternity,
Perhaps that cottage by the sea.
God, Please Open
God, please open up
Your plan. Let me live
Creatively, joyfully, fully in You.
I don’t know how to move forward
Except by being right now with You.
This Tender Joy
This tender joy
I fear to share
Lest I be hurt
And my soul laid bare.
This tender joy
I long to toss
To those I love
With no fear of loss.
This tender joy
From God alone
I offer to
His holy throne.
This tender joy
An ecstasy of grace
I cannot express
In physical space.
This tender joy
The Spirit’s shift
To new life
The Son’s pure gift.
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