Dancing With A Star

PAD Challenge day 17: For today’s prompt, write a dance poem

You always lead;

How lithe your feet

I do the best I can

To twirl and dip

But often trip

Then you say ‘try again’

Your eyes hold fire

Your touch, desire

Who can resist your glance?

Where outstretched arms

And hunger charms

My heart to take a chance

Around the floor

We glide, once more

How sure and strong you are

We waltz and whirl

Me, just a girl

And you, a super-star

Your steady gaze

Unravels days

As seasons lilt and chime

My want and need

Follow your lead

Dancing with Father Time

© Janet Martin

So Man May Die With Soul Secure, He is Alive

He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. 

Matt.28:6

My dear friend's mother passed away on Friday. She could go peacefully knowing Her Lord through His resurrection secured hers. Therefore the family mourns their loss but rejoices in her gain! 

No more pain in Heaven!

When Heaven lent to earth 

A Babe in manger bed

Father and Son knew, before birth

The road that lay ahead

The pain They would endure

To see the vict'ry won

So man may die with soul secure

In Jesus Christ, God's Son

For death could never chain

I AM in graves of sod

Oh, Jesus is alive again

Exalt the Lamb of God

Janet Martin

Wishing you a joyous Easter Day as we celebrate Jesus' resurrection!
 Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.
Luke 2:14

  

Love's Perfected Art

Well worth the while, the smile, the mile

We think we cannot take

Well worth the share of care we bear

When suffered for love’s sake

When suffered for love’s sake, the ache

Of hands and feet and heart

Is but the price where sacrifice

Is love’s perfected art

© Janet Martin

Well worth the while,   the smile, the mile

We think we cannot take  Well worth the share of 

care we bear When suffered for love’s sake

When suffered for love’s sake, the ache

Of hands and feet and heart

Is but the price where

 sacrifice is

love’s per

-fected 

art

© Janet Martin

Well 

worth 

the while, 

the smile, 

the mile

We think 

we cannot take Well worth the share of care we bear

When suffered for love’s sake; When suffered for love’s sake, 

the ache

Of hands 

and feet 

and heart

Is but 

the price 

where 

sacrifice

Is love’s 

perfect

-ed art

© Janet Martin

Their Eyes Deceived Them...

Once

They

Thought

 It was

The

Nails

That

Kept

His blood-bathed body where on a cross His offering poured out perfect

 Love that held Him there; once they thought their hate had conquered Love

And 

Mercy

Cruc-

ified

But

They

 Could

Not

See

The

Sorrow

Of a

Father

Satisfied

© Janet Martin

As a result of the anguish of His soul, He will see it and be satisfied; By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many, As He will bear their iniquities.…

Isa.53:11 NASB