Winter's coming

The cooler air is filtering in
And sounds of winter all begin
Winds are touching plants and trees
Breezes speak..but no one sees.

A certain grayness hangs around
Trees reach out with leaves unbound
Birds are perching; looking about
All the silence starts to "shout"

The ground below is cold and dry
And empty crevices start to cry
Hear ...oh hear.. the winter roar
Couple more weeks and Fall's no more...

Soon the sights will start to glow
With a dusting of the first snow
Something exciting.. challenging too
Will come with winter..tis so true

Religion isn't "an out"

Please don't use your religion as some kind of excuse or  shield
That you use to show another you're justified in what you yield
For nothing about your believing or nothing about your faith
Should exist to cushion your ego or throw others from their place

But this is what goes on happening like it's something suppose to be
We wear our faith like some  banner "we're wanting the world to see
We wave it out like some kind of trophy  whenever we're feeling a loss
And  pull it out to get some exemption.. "we're followers of the cross"

Yet how terribly mistaken..disillusioned.. we all must really be
To think that we can hold out religion ..like some kind of guarantee
We gloat around like we're some giants incapable of any sin
And point out the faults of others avoiding the company they're in

Tis okay to claim to be followers and warrior for the love of Christ
But it's not okay to run around boasting like you have some noble ties
That excuse you from understanding or frequenting the hurt and  poor
Start living the faith you're claiming and stop closing God's open door

What gifts have you wrapped up...?

What gifts have you wrapped up for the small infant King
Who on Christmas will be welcomed by church bells that ring.
Oh what have you  gathered up and topped  with a  bow
Tell me, oh tell me.. for I'd sure  like to know..

For Christmas is coming and we're all in a rush
We're buying and wrapping and all kind of stuff
But ..have we forgotten Him..Have we forgot
That this Holiday's  about Jesus and all that He's brought..

Perhaps you're still considering it and wondering just what
Can you give to this Baby.... your mind is all shut
Because pondering it..you forget them..the gifts that He loves
Like kindness and caring and being spoken well of

For Christmas is coming and we're all in a rush
We're buying and wrapping and all kind of stuff
But ..have we forgotten Him..Have we forgot
That this Holiday's  about Jesus and all that He's brought..

Oh, you're kind to some relatives and a whole lot friends
But smiling at an enemy.?? Oh..that's where it ends
For you can wrap up the gifts and you can give them all away
As long as the recipient is someone you like in some way

For Christmas is coming and we're all in a rush
We're buying and wrapping and all kind of stuff
But ..have we forgotten Him..Have we forgot
That this Holiday's  about Jesus and all that He's brought..

What if..on this Christmas .. you would..truly, really give
And reach out to that someone who is most hard to forgive
What if you were kind to that person who was making you feel
Unimportant..uninvited and like an under rated heel.

For Christmas is coming and we're all in a rush
We're buying and wrapping and all kind of stuff
But ..have we forgotten Him..Have we forgot
That this Holiday's  about Jesus and all that He's brought..

Christmas is about giving and about the sharing of Love
That came down from Heaven from the Almighty above
It's about greatness and littleness and kindness and care
Shared out to all of us at all places everywhere..

For Christmas is coming and we're all in a rush
We're buying and wrapping and all kind of stuff
But ..have we forgotten Him..Have we forgot
That this Holiday's  about Jesus and all that He's brought..

For what am I thankful..

For what am I thankful .. and why do I write
If not for the morning and also for the night
For the rain storms..the sunshine..for friends everywhere
For hard times and good times..and for things I can share

This litany can continue and so I will go on
As I greet this new moment and welcome the dawn
I will be grateful for living and for having a home
For the moments of stability and for the times I did roam

Everything's a blessing and everything's a grace
Thanksgiving's appropriate in every time and place
So I thank you dear Father.. our most Awesome God
For every moment...every second .. this road that I trod..

Who'll help the little ones?

Little children, everywhere:
Need our love and need our care
Helpless victims ...voiceless ones:
Who'll restore what greed has done

Through the soil... their blood cries out
To the passerby and crowd
Countless are the things they plead
Who'll restore  ..and intercede..

Broken, beaten and left to die
Helpless victims..can  no longer cry
But their story will carry on
Through the darkness and the dawn

Think how tragic ...think right now:
That  a parent could some how
Raise their fists or swing a belt
Hurt their child.. remorse unfelt

So it is.. that the other day
Tragic news came my way
Of little Taylor Williams .... found
Scattered and broken up in the ground...

It is a sorrow that pains me deep
And reminds me of some things I keep
Of An angry mother who would lose control;
Hurt her child ...but..love her soul?

Please help the little ones

Sweet relief from this iciness

Warmer weather breaks the chill
Inspires the heart..warms the will
November days were needing this
This sweet relief from this iciness

The creatures romp and dance around
Enjoying warmness that they've found
Gleeful playful forgetting all
The chill of last week don't recall

Like a spring day trees all sing
Of warmer breezes and everything
Bending,  bowing.. reaching high
Confuses temperatures are passing by

Soon the tide will turn again
And winter weather will usher in
But,  until it does, we will all embrace
This  unseasonal weather ..like a grace