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Whispers of Hope: A Poem for the Dark Days
Note: I wrote this poem yesterday for a friend who’s been wading through a heavy season of sorrow. It’s a reminder that even in our darkest moments, there’s a quiet presence — a harbinger of hope — waiting to bring light. I hope these words resonate with and reassure anyone who needs them today. I’ve whispered in the wind, Felt rain splash in my eyes – Maybe they were tears, I did not recognize. When darkness seemed complete, And loneliness unending. The others watching me Knew not I was pretending. The swirling thoughts and questions, Clamoring and fear, Distracted me from seeing You – motionless and near. Your presence unassuming…
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So Much More…
God is vast, a mystery that cannot truly be completely understood, or He would not be infinite, eternal, Omni-Everything. This is pivotal because we are created “in His image”. We have His stamp in us – His name written on our DNA. That means we will continue on a trajectory of always growing, always learning, always creating, always loving, and spreading light. For, “in Him there is no shadow at all.” That in itself is mind-bending because every physical object will cast a shadow. He transcends this physical limitation! So does our soul – AKA essence. Fact. Jesus says, “God is love”. Ok, so that’s a big claim, isn’t it?…
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In the Morning
In the morning, When the sunlight’s still at bay – There’s a hush, And I clearly hear you say That you love me… And you’ll make my dreams come true. In the morning, Yes, I love this time with you. As the sun Begins to show its face – I awaken, Being held within your grace… You still love me… And you’re all I really need. Every morning, Your voice is what I’ll heed. You’re in the whispers – Of the wind and of the rain, In the lightning, That flashes ‘cross the plains. And yes, even in the very air I breathe, Your beauty’s stunning As it washes over…
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The Eye of the Beholder
It was Sunday morning, and the sun had yet to make an appearance. As I stepped outside, the coyotes were celebrating just a little too near for my peace of mind, so I went back inside to get some coffee. A couple minutes later, I headed back out and saw the first hints of red washing on the horizon line. The bluff I was standing on is on our property at slightly over 1,100 feet up. The Brazos River is below, as well as a ranch with pasturelands that are verdant after several days of rain. At that moment, they were still cloaked in the final remains of the night.…
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The Door
It was “one of those nights” where my brain was wide awake at 1:40 AM. The dogs were asleep, curled sweetly next to me, blissfully unaware of the churning thoughts in my head. After a feeble attempt to readjust my position and fall back asleep, I decided to focus on others. I started with God…what I knew about His character and His love. The thoughts became more focused as the moments ticked by. The tension began to ebb from my body, my breathing regulated, and I felt relaxed as if I were almost floating. What a relief from the turbulence of the last hour! As I continued to dwell on…
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Always and Forever
Like winds that bring the shifting seasons, Life’s breezes have ushered in many changes. In the twelvemonth past An array of differences has been woven into my life. Some have been very difficult, And others more than welcome. As Christmas approaches, I find the typical dread has been replaced with an expectancy. God, in His immeasurable faithfulness has once again provided. Moment by moment, Day by day – And yes, throughout all of 2023. As my heart is bowed within me in gratitude, I feel His unwavering love encompassing me. His hope and light filling the empty places, His love covering a multitude of sorrows… He came to Terra Firma…
