What A Love/Life!

 

 

 

 

Love God, love others; it ain't rocket science. 

Wise words from my friend Patrick! #TOOLS

this from my nephew

(Works at CMF Youth Worker)  this morning!

Yes. amen, but Oh! what a love.

(Part of what made me smile when I read this is because this verse...

  Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.

John 13:34 

...was impressed on my heart before my feet touched down to begin another day of

...oh, what a LOVE!)

Those hard-fought smiles and second miles

And turn the other cheek

The ‘bite your tongue’ lest words are flung

We wish we could un-speak

Those longer prayers for wrongs and cares

Which make us stronger when

We look to He from bended knee

To lift us up again

Those secret tears and sacred fears

For souls still lost, Without

Where grace is free until we see

He who removes all doubt

The give-and-give each day we live

Without counting the price

This altar of Authentic/agape Love

A ceaseless sacrifice

This Hope we seek for flesh is weak

We often make mistakes

But Jesus cares; Love hears our prayers

And heals the heart that breaks

Those promises that cheer and bless

While on and up we trod

They keep our eyes fixed on Love's prize

Held in the hands of God

© Janet Martin

The Colour of Laughter

Are you longing for silver to brighten your gray day?
It's the smallest among us that can turn our blah to hurrah!

During a bit of before-nap boredom I dumped a box of stuffies on the floor.
She shrieked, giggled, tumbled and rolled while I laughed!

And sometimes

If only for

The lifespan of a bubble

We forget words like

Worry, heartbroken, trouble

While we laugh, like

Joy’s silver ribbons unfurled

As if we didn’t have

A care in the world

© Janet Martin

Of Autumn Leaves...

The bud becomes the green of it

The green, a sheen of trees

But always at the end of it

…Autumn leaves

The heart becomes the hub of hope

Hope hungers, yet believes

It sees beyond the stricken slope

Where Autumn leaves

Oh, how we sing for joy of it

The color-world it weaves

Before the winnowing of it

In Autumn leaves

Futile to cling to strings that fray

Mouth smiles though spirit grieves

And thrills; the Painter spills His tray

Of Autumn leaves

Morning is a girl, slight of years

Time’s tide rushes, recedes

Where dusk is like a widow’s tears

Where Autumn bleeds

While we, like children press our faces

To frames filled with sheaves

And watch the wind-wand as it chases

Rain through leaves

As we hug hurt, stirred by the dirt

Where bud never retrieves

The tatters of a fallen shirt

Of Autumn leaves

© Janet Martin

October's Orchestra

Autumn ardor kindles

The color that dwindles

Where Ownership swindles

The song from the stem

Matrix of pure Beauty

Graces nature’s Duty

Musky-spicy- fruity

Brooding diadem

Scarlet-copper-yellow

Maraca and cello

Mingle, raw and mellow

In awe’s symphony

Silk-soft and frost-brittle

Piccolo and fiddle

Tug, twirl, tease and twiddle

Shaped notes from the tree

Power of persuasion

Trumps determination

Where all of creation

Is subject to He

Who conducts the choir

Of shallow and spire

A majestic gyre

Of sky, sod and sea

He strums firth with shower

Thrums bud into flower

Earth’s drum wakes the bower

And leaf-pianist

Four-season precision

The bough is a vision

Of birth to fruition  

To postlude of mist

© Janet Martin

God Is Love

 As I stood there a month ago I needed to recite the second stanza in this hymn;

The Love of God

Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by trade

To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky...

 

Sands of time cannot revise it

Though the storm of trouble tries it

Though the doubt of man defies it

Living Hope prevails

Flawed perception may mistake it

…think the Giver might forsake it

But nothing, no one can shake it

God’s love never fails

Life, each one of us must face it

Choose to dread it or embrace it

Love of God, what can replace it

Or secure man’s trust?

Birth begets what death will sever

Bodies decay; the soul, never

Who can dare to risk Forever

For a bit of dust?

Boast and bluff will never beat Him

No other gods can defeat Him

Someday everyone will meet Him

Living Hope unveiled

Then all eyes and graves will open

Everyone will see and know Him

Alpha, Omega, Elohim

Love that never failed

Love that planted Eden’s garden

Love that granted sinner’s pardon

Love that knew that man would harden

Hearts, yet Love would win

Love, kind Healer of the broken

Love, fulfiller of the Spoken

Love, The Father’s Flawless token

For man, flawed by sin

Boundless Love, nothing exceeds it

Saviour’s Love, everyone needs it

Perfect Love, the wise man heeds it

Fools deny its Name

Love, the Comforter for sorrow

Love, the Hero in life’s war, oh

Yesterday, today, tomorrow

He abides, the same

© Janet Martin

 Love Comes from God

 Beloved, let us love one another, because love comes from God. 

Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God.

 Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.  

This is how God’s love was revealed among us: God sent His one and only Son into the world, 

so that we might live through Him.…

1 John 4:7-9