Category Archives: Poetry

He Will Not Let You Drown

Now it seems His hand has turned
Against you,
Yes, has seen you sinking
And has pressed your head
Beneath the waves.
You think “To catch a breath,
‘Tis one small favor,
Can’t He see?”
But yes, He sees;
So why do gray skies
Blacken more
And gray waves
Lash upon the shore?

But oh, His hand does stretch
To reach you,
See Him walk on stormy seas?
All around control has left you,
Where has gone the Lord of peace?
Your eyes are full of salt
You think you saw the Savior frowning,
Do you really think
He stands aloof while His loved one’s drowning?

Lift up your eyes, He rends the Heavens
His presence dooms the tempest,
Robs of power death’s cold sting
For drawing near, salvation brings
A smile yet, with warmth and love
Though seems abandoned from above. Continue reading

Gethsemane

Did I hear my Savior cry
And did I see Him suffer?
Did He with sorrow and in grief
Not ask “Is there another?”
“Another way for death to die,
Or must this bitter cup be mine?”
“The only way?”
He cried, He cried
And knowing, yes, bowed and complied.

“The hour comes, the hour comes,
Betrayer is at hand!”
Did I hear the Lord say “Stay?”
“Stay here, keep watch, while I go pray.”
Three times looked back
Three times asleep,
Without companions He must weep.

“Wake up! The Son of Man must go!”
As has been told so it unfolds
A kiss, with venom behind lips,
A friend, with feet swift to shed blood,
A silver flash, an ear in mud.

“But no, but no,
Away your sword,
It’s me you want-
I am the Lord.
Let these ones go, let these ones go,”
So turned and fled
All friends, for dead.

He gave:
His wrists to chains
His back to beat
His face to spit
His love to cheat
Kingship to mock
His grace to scorn
Omniscience taunt
Then fully torn-
A cross to bear
Nails to pin
Then lifted up
My soul to win.

“But no one takes my life”
He said, “I lay it down”
Laid it down when-
“Nevertheless your will be done”
Grandest surrender
By the greatest one
Bowed low in Gethsemane
He chose the blood stained path
For me.

A Resting Place for Hope

I suppose you could consider this poem a modern take on the book of Ecclesiastes. It is not all based on my life, but in some sense it is the story of every person. We all strive for satisfaction, and all of us have placed hope in things that fail to provide it. There is only one place where hope can rest secure and sure- One living hope that endures forever.

A Resting Place for Hope

I thought to put my hope in friends
To mold and shape me by their trends
In their acceptance I would glow
And on their shoulders place my woes;
As long as they were by my side
I could survive life’s bumpy ride.

But friends, so sad to see
Did not revolve ’round me
Fair weather types abound
Rare shoulder to be found. Continue reading

Weak: Why I wrote a poem about Job

The book of Job shocks its reader at almost every point. We avoid it, we are confused by it, terrified by it, scandalized by it, and certainly if we’re honest- we want no part in it. Who would? These are nice lessons for Job- nice lessons to read about- but keep it far away from my tent.

Some may sympathize with Job, others, shake their head in disbelief that a man God called “blameless” would desire to die and accuse God of taking pleasure in his pain. We might flatter ourselves, think Job a fool. Continue reading

Who Will Deliver Me?

Who Will Deliver Me?

Oh sin, that dwells within
That wages war and threatens
To destroy my joy,
That sin that seeks to win
The battle and mock at my defeat.

Oh sin, that enemy within
Crashing through my great resolve
Outpouring words, I’ve cringed and heard
Them, hasty and marking me a fool.

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Vanity

She wakes up, already in a hurried pace. “Did my heart rate slow at all last night?” she wonders. Even her dreams are a blur. The coffee is set, already brewing. She begins her routine: wrinkle cream, tweezing, makeup just right, and a fifteen-minute-to-do hair style that says “natural.” There’s no one to kiss goodbye to– yet– but she’s building her dreams and Mr. Right will soon follow.

Ecclesiastes 4:7-8 “Again, I saw vanity under the sun: one person who has no other… yet there is no end to all his toil, and his eyes are never satisfied with riches, so that he never asks, ‘For whom am I toiling and depriving myself of pleasure?’ This also is vanity and an unhappy business.” Continue reading

Glory Revealed

When I look towards the towering hills

The fog weaved gently between them

The sun’s rays beaming through majestic clouds,

When I feel it’s warmth on my face,

Or the crisp morning air,

When I see the long grass laced in frost

And consider that the moon and the stars

Are hung up by your Word,

“What is man that you are mindful of him,

And the son of man that you care for him?” Continue reading

His Humiliation

Acts 8:33 “In his humiliation justice was denied him.  Who can describe his generation?  For his life is taken away from the earth.”

Philippians 2:6-8 is essential for understanding this and I want to look at it again.

“Though he was in the form of God, (he) did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.  And being found in human form, he humbled himself to the point of death, even death on a cross.” 

You see, He was and is God.  What does it mean that He did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped?  It does not mean that He could not understand it, believe it, or comprehend it.  Jesus Christ knew that He was one with God, and stated Himself “before Abraham was I AM (John 8:57).”  The word grasped, in the original language means to be “seized” or to “hold fast.”  So in other words, although He was God and deserved to receive from people all that God demands, He humbled Himself, laying down His rights as God and did not demand to be treated as God.  He did not exercise His full benefits and capabilities as God. 

Though He had all power to provide for His own needs, as well as destroy all hindrances in His way, He can be found in scripture hungry, tired, thirsty, and with no place to rest His head (Luke 9:58).  He can be found on His knees offering “prayers and supplication, with loud cries and tears, to Him who was able to save Him from death (Hebrew 5:7).”  See Him facedown in Gethsemane “greatly distressed and troubled… ‘sorrowful, even to death.’(Mark 33-34).”

Though able to execute justice or to stop men’s mouths, He was lied about, ridiculed, and scrutinized by mere men.  In fact, He allowed Himself to be treated like a worm, like a dog, like an apostate, like a murderer.  For a time He chose to serve His creation, to bear with them and sacrifice Himself in love for them, even to the point of death on a cross.  It is incredibly important to understand that His nature did not change, but rather that He laid aside His rights as God.  Listen to these words of Jesus that show how much He humbled Himself and had to have much patience while living among a cursed, finite, and unbelieving generation of people.

Matthew 17:17 “O faithless and twisted generation, how long am I to be with you?  How long am I to bear with you?”

Mark 8:17-18 “Do you not yet perceive or understand?  Are your hearts hardened?  Having eyes do you not see, and having ears do you not hear?”

He patiently endured our weakness, blindness, idolatry, false religion, arrogance, sin, self love,  hate, and the list could go on forever and ever.  Through it all His love held steadfast towards sinners while He faithfully preached the Kingdom to them, healed them, fed them, and fought to free them from slavery to religious hypocrites.  He became a servant of man to such an extent that He even washed the feet of the friends who would abandon Him at His impending death.  And finally, dear friends, the hate that we had for Him lead to the place where He willingly laid down His life for us and took upon Himself the punishment we deserve.

Jesus looking out saw them

Hurling insults and stones

Crying out “Crucify Him!”

Forsaking Him all to His own.

Jesus looking out crying

“Father forgive them please!

They don’t know what they are doing

For this crime too I will bleed.”

Jesus looking out dying

Bearing God’s wrath and all man’s strife

And here I can picture Him saying

The good shepherd lays down his life

For the sheep…No one takes it from me

For them I will lay it down willingly.” (John 10:11,18)

Are you beside yourself in amazement?  Dear friend, you should be.  This truth seems to me so great that our body of flesh cannot even bare the glory of it.  I feel that if this earth were shot through with the blazing glory of this truth, the universe as we know it would collapse under its greatness.  So awesome is Jesus Christ.