Love Perseveres...

Someone commented this morning that love perseveres in spite of...

Yes, it does.

 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 1 Cor.13:7

Love perseveres

Beyond fumbles and stumbles

And grumbles

And going unnoticed

And such

Love perseveres

Beyond pleading and heeding

And needing

And longing for

 Its returned touch

Love perseveres

Through tears and the hurt

That seems to be

It’s testing flip-side

Because

We should love like He

Who first loved full and free

Thus, Love perseveres

It is what

God does

…for us

© Janet Martin

Lingering Longer

Last night I reached for you

Though you are far from here

I held you dearly to my cheek

In a tear

Love learns to open arms

And mouth ‘love-you’ good-byes

But I can see you soft and clear

Behind closed eyes

Sometimes when I can feel

You near way over there

I hold you close within my heart

In a prayer

© Janet Martin

Love's Total Sum

There are no exceptions to the laws of God.
  

There are no crop failures in the life of sin. 

...neither can you live an obedient, holy life and it will go wasted. 
Charles Stanley

Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows. Gal. 6:7

We should consider

Love’s total sum

Choice designs

Who we become

We should never

Boldly trod

Under our feet

The laws of God

God is love

And holy too

He is not mocked

By me or you

What we do matters

Actions become

What we should remember

Love’s total sum

Love is not spoken

By words we spew

But Love is proven

By what we do

© Janet Martin

Does love sometimes feel thankless and unappreciated?

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Gal. 6:9

On Finding Love, on Finding God

...sorry for blurring out the three cutest boys around but its a privacy respect thing:)

...so when my friend picked up her boys last evening she asked, wanna go for a hike until its dark and then out for supper courtesy of her boss? so we did! I love surprises that spike the ordinary with a bit of 'extra'

 "I am finding that I get refreshed by simple everyday things. The sunrise. A piece of Scripture. Words in a book. A song that comes on the radio while I go get groceries. The artwork of my daughters that hang on my walls. Going out for breakfast with my husband. I can see God in those things, if I have correct vision."

 Connie Inglis   excerpt from an article here

Thank-you God

For the way you prove

In everyday-ordinary

That You are love

Thank-you God

There is no 'least of these'

When it comes to love

And memories

Thank-you God

For the joy love brings

In unbridled fathoms

To everyday things

Janet~

But Then I got To Thinking...

...written in response to previous post

But then I got to thinking

How nothing would really be

Quite as it is; the brook, a brook

And tea would just be tea

And happy girls and boys, but noise

Daybreak and dusk, but time

The lilt of lark would lose its spark

The rain, its runnel-rhyme

And winter would be dull and grim

The whole world would be old

No poetry on stripped tree-limb

Etched stark against the cold

The sky would not be breathless blue

But just a lid above

Existence; if we wandered through

A lifetime without love

© Janet Martin

Sometimes When I Look At You...

Sometimes when I look at you

Or the sky spread full azure-blue

Or winter, laid wide

Like the gown of a bride

Or a bud, beaming with ‘brand-new’

…sometimes, when I pause to gaze

At stark winter-tree-limb maze,

Etched upon gold

As a new day grows bold

On Time’s old, soldered ways

…sometimes, in the clink of a cup

Or the song, as I hold it up

And you fill it with tea

Then we sit; you and me

Where twilight hours sup

…sometimes, when the green of June

And the swoon of an afternoon

Mingles with noise

Of happy girls and boys

Or the brooks soft-splashing tune

…or, the lilt of the morning lark,

Or the crackle of firelight after dark

Or the runnels of rain

On the window-pane

Leaving lover’s a-laugh in the park

…or, the sun on the wave-washed sand

Or the fun of my hand in your hand,

Or the tick of the clock

Where its pulses unlock

Both nevermore and dreamland

…sometimes, then I pause a bit

Invite its full force; every whit

To soak through my skin

Drench me outside-in

Because oh, I simply…love it

© Janet Martin

Let's Run Away and Remember...Love

Let's run away and remember...Kara Tippetts

Let's run away and remember

Not how we may have failed

But how we re-learned laughter

Where love loved and prevailed

After perhaps, we stumbled

Hard-humbled by regret

When love lavished with kisses

To heal and then forget

Let's run away and remember

How, before December was

June blushed lush green with nuances

Love's sweet, fleet camoflouge

Where we, love-struck believers

Began to learn its truth

In ways stunning and foreign

To dreamers wearing youth

Let's run away and remember

Counting backwards, one by one

The April-to-September

Rendezvous through rain and sun

And let's remember just enough

Of what love should not be

To help us to remember

To love with humility

Let's run away and remember

Love; old, middle-aged, brand-new

Because, though time brings change

Love never fails; sometimes we do

Then, because love is gentle

And patient, good and kind

We forget just enough to keep

Love tender-hearted, blind

Janet~

 And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, 

forgiving one another, 

even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.

 Eph.4:32