View visionary delight
View visionary delight
Faint fluttering flicker
Among springtime’s treasures
Among garden beauties
Aroused from winter’s sleep
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 29-Off Prompt
Waking to the sound
Of a dove’s soft cooing,
My sleepy eyes delight
At sunshine, and the morning
Sounds of baby birds.
Taste awakening anew,
I touch life boldly
Smelling it’s fragrant winds that
Promise new life again.
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 25–Prompt: write a poem about a specific season using all five senses
Joy stealer entered
A visitor in the night
Left a bag of tears
Psalm 30:5 says
“Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning.”
But, what if joy doesn’t come in the morning? Wonder if more weeping and anxiety comes?
Well, since we know that God does not lie, we know God’s word is true. Therefore, if what He says is not happening we need to figure out why.
Why didn’t joy come in the morning?
Because the enemy stole it from us. The joy stealer struck in the night. He took our joy and left us in tears.
Jesus said in John 10:10 that : “The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.”
So, whoever this thief is, whether it’s the devil, our own flesh, the world, or a person, we can recognize that he’s a joy stealer, a thief that needs to be banished from our life. But how?
God’s word says His mercies are new every morning,
“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, Because His compassions fail not, They are new every morning;…
Lamentations 3:22-23 NKJV”
So every morning we can choose to throw that bag of tears away from us, and reach out to grasp the joy that God brings us each morning by believing His word and claiming it.
And every night before we go to bed we can cover ourselves with the blood of Jesus and the Armor of God so that the thief will not be able to break in and steal from us anymore.
Given new mercies
Everyday, why accept
It is of the LORD’S mercies (goodness, kindness, favor)
that we are not consumed, (destroyed, ended)
because his compassions ( tender love, caring) fail not.
They ( goodness, kindness, favor, caring, tender love) are new every morning:
great is thy faithfulness )
If God offers us the chance to have a marvelous day every morning, why do we settle for less?
“Do Not Approach,
Or Attempt To Talk To
Me Before Morning Coffee”
Today, we challenge you to write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself
Jay Dances to his own tune
Morning bird watching