To every laborer in God’s own field
Who comes with their sickle, ready to wield,
Eager to work with all of their might
To bring in the harvest that’s golden and white—
The Laborer
Opportunity
Valentine
Make your life a living valentine.
February’s meant for couples—
Roses and romance,
And looks that say “I love you,”
Exchanged within a glance.
But what if I don’t fit that mold?
It doesn’t quite seem fair;
Are loneliness and heartache then,
All that I can share?
“Oh, no,” cries the wing-tipped cherub,
“Please don’t think so small.
Love’s not just for lovers;
Love is meant for all!”
Look and Live
Thundering forth from Sinai’s height
With lightning, smoke, and fire light—
An invitation to take God’s grace,
And prepare the soul to see His face.
Yet Israel’s children with hardened heart,
Chose, instead, a lesser part.
Live Today!
There’s one thing that is consistent
And that one thing is change—
When all your dreams turn upside down
And plans all rearrange.
For babies aren’t small forever
And flowers all surely fade;
Summer gives way to winter,
For time cannot be stayed.
Birthday Tyme
One year older. . .but wiser too? Photo by Jordan Benton.
A look to the past—reflection!
A page of life has turned.
From all my many yesterdays,
There’s much that I have learned.
The Music Man
The Music Man sits;
The Music Man plays—
While the busy old world
Goes about its ways.
And very few pause
To hear the song;
They don’t have patience
To wait that long.
Once Upon A Rhyme 