Showing posts with label wish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wish. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 24, 2023

To Keep Want's Wish-list Undeterred


This may look like a common to-do list, 
but there is an underlying wish-list/prayer
that, in all I (we) do,
to be a (broken, mended, scarred and chipped)
vessel God's love pours through...

Dear Lord,

Not one step do I want to dare
To take outside Thy tender care
Nor do I want to boast, save in
Thy Son, who broke the curse of sin

Let me not treasure any Thing
Above my Savior's suffering
Who, on the cross of Calvary

Let me pursue no fonder goal
Than the dwelling place of my soul
And let me crave nothing above
A heart, through which You pour Your love

...to kindle delight in Your Word
To keep Want’s wish-list undeterred
Desiring that in all I do
Your Light of 'Christ in me', shines through

That, 'thanks to God who always leads'
Your faithful triumph intercedes
For I am nothing on my own
Then, let me live for You alone
Amen

© Janet Martin

Let your light so shine before men, 
that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.
Matt.5:16

Outdoor chores are taking priority these day!
Yesterday I pulled the sunflowers, prepping the garden for the neighbor to haul fertilizer,
 aka manure 😉on it whenever he is ready!
But, not wanting to discard of this beautiful, bountiful buffet for the birds 
the fence offers a perfect prop for non-stop feeding and
viewing pleasure!





Sometimes my husband calls to see what I am working on..
He wondered, this morning, where today's poem-inspiration came from.
Partly from this devotion in my Utmost for His Highest...



Tuesday, April 11, 2023

Happily Ever After



Write a form poem, and/or...
Write an anti-form poem.

Anyone who knows me well knows I love
the traditional style of form.
However, I do admire those who serve anti-form well!






Sometimes I am so happy
And sometimes oh, so sad
For all the fulfilled wishes
That I never had

Sometimes when I am waiting
For Wish, not granted yet
I retrace Intervention 
 That spared me from regret

Then, when my school of wishes
Swims past my dangling hook
Like sassy, flashy fishes,
I pretend not to look

Happily ever after
I've learned, I'm learning how to prize
The wealth in lilts of laughter
The stars in loved one's eyes
 
Janet Martin








Thursday, February 6, 2020

Hope-Mercy's Meanwhile...

Hope is so intricately interwoven with faith it's hard to separate the two...
I have things I wish for but until the wish turns into purposed hope 
there is little chance of the wish ever being more than fickle fancy.
There's a big difference between
'I wish for a trip to Europe' and 'I hope for a trip to Europe'! 😊 

In the Meanwhile, like a less-than-graceful ballerina,
I balance on Now's bit of broken beautiful
and bring glory to the Giver!


Hope holds a world of ambition and advent
It fuels purpose to pursue a goal
It dares to dream without discontentment
It wears the wish without want’s gaping hole

Hope feels its way through those rooms without windows
It finds the ray of light piercing the dark
It dares to dance in a ballroom of shadows
It kindles courage if but with a spark

Hope hears the whispers of God in faith’s orbit
It does not fret when ‘Not Yet’ leads its charge
It dares to nibble at the dangling carrot
and waits, while learning to live and love large

Hope cheers us onward without force or menace
It is the phoenix that bolsters these bones
It teaches us to take that which confronts us
And turn broken bricks into stepping stones

Hope is a hug when life feels hard to handle
It hails from heaven with beauty’s bravo
Hope is the flame that flickers on a candle
No matter how hard conflicting gales blow

Hope does not wallow without rhyme or reason
It does not drift without eyes on a goal
Hope is a flower without stem or season
It is a garden that blooms in the soul

© Janet Martin

 Isaiah 40:31 
 But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. 
They will soar on wings like eagles; 
they will run and not grow weary, 
they will walk and not be faint.

Friday, May 25, 2018

Moment-ous Impetus


Here's to The Moment; the measure of years!
Forgive, oh Lord, when by the transport of an idle thought
I do not cherish what I hold but mourn for what is not
The Past is cast in vaults without a keyhole or a key
Hope’s ‘phoenix from the ashes’ a present-activity

The banner of ‘new mercy’ billows from the eastern scrim
No fetter can bar heaven from masterpieces of Him
Where faithful to His promises the Lord does not forget
But fills our present with moments that are not memories…yet

© Janet Martin

Sometimes for a flicker I find myself 'wishing
when I admire the vigor of youth 
Time is much quicker than man can imagine; 
unveiling in its regale, timeless truth
And we admit as we dissect the 'wish' for what once was, 
how we would not go back in time
because with vim youthful, youth has to muster 
will for the big hill that they must still climb




The other day the whole Wishing Well delight began with 
a sweet sigh from Little Girl 'wishing it would be Christmas again'. 
Oh, are you sure you wish it was Christmas? I asked. 
because, with that wish comes something else...winter!"
Quickly she changed her mind and decided she doesn't want Christmas after all.

This little exchange got me to thinking about how when we examine our own 'wishes' often they are hinged to things we would never wish for again...
I remember being much younger,(ah, blissful youth:) sitting on the couch bursting into tears 
( something I did NOT do regularly) but Jim's pickup had quit on his way to work and we needed to call a tow-truck and I told him after adding up the bills, we are not going to make it!
but we did, in the same way our ancestors did 
and in the same way our young people will; 
one day at a time!





Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Better Than A Wishing Well...




 "I wish always we can be a family" 
I heard her say tenderly to her penny before she tossed it in the wishing-well...
then as we walked away she looked up at me and asked, "Janet, how can I make my wish come true?"

When you make a wish, my precious
And you want it to come true
Tell your little wish to Jesus
He knows what is best for you

Then the little wish you wished, dear
Does not fade into thin air
But wafts all the way to Heaven
When a wish becomes a prayer
 

© Janet Martin

Monday, April 2, 2018

She'll Never Tell...

Writer's Digest Poem-a-day challenge begins! Prompt 1: For today’s prompt, write a secret poem. This poem can reveal a secret, incorporate a secret activity, or involve any other secret interpretation. Poem written in code (acrostic, anyone?) or with double meanings.

 The farm in this photo is the old home place


That once-upon-a-childhood leap
Now seems so long ago
Which dreams she kept,
which she released
No one will ever know

Life held and holds both highs and lows
Its roller-coaster thrill
unravels in its
ebbs and flows
Whispers she'll never spill

The heart is like a cavern, oh,
Filled with love's give and take
Where what we hold
And then let go
Leaves dream-lands in its wake

Blessed beyond Wishing's boldest wage
She knows want's drill full-well
But sets Her sights
beyond the page
Of poems she won't spell

Janet


Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Until Want Is Filled



 I know I've shared this song before but its worth a second listen:)
If you want to be filled with awe and admonition, page through the Psalms and count how many chapters begin with the reminder to us to sing and praise God!

When wish leaves love’s laughter spent
It is time to be content
Wishing drains the heart of hymn
Wastes the hour waned of vim

When we mistake want for need
And the voice of envy heed
We will miss Blessing’s buffet
Blinded by want’s wishing way

When the happiness we crave
Seems lacking in what we have
We should look with longer glance
Until want is stilled
And filled with humble thanks

© Janet Martin

Inspired, in part by this;
Contentment is Knowing the Difference...