Monday, October 28, 2024

Hope's Sublimity or Recognizing The Comforter

A friend sent me these verses last night to encourage me
and help me guard against despair...

2 Cor.4:8-9 NIV
We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; 
perplexed, but not in despair; 
 persecuted, but not abandoned; 
struck down, but not destroyed...

Thank-you Lord!


Thank-you, as you rend night's curtain
 Whatever today commands
Your hope lets Faith know for certain
That we are in perfect Hands 


A prayer to begin a new week...

While I am learning how to love You, Lord, the way I ought
How to be a reflection  of the love that Your love taught
How not to think more highly of Self than I should, instead
To live with more awareness of the life-blood that You shed
Then, to be much more thankful for the hope Your pardon sealed
While I am learning hope's bedrock; by your wounds I am healed 
Have mercy, Lord, while I am learning hope's sublimity; 

© Janet Martin

Hope is grief's Healer
In Christ's wounds whereby we are healed, 
Hope is manifested.
Here we find the tangibility of these truths

Ps.147:3
He heals the brokenhearted 
and binds up their wounds.

Ps.34:18
The LORD is near to those who have a broken heart, 
And saves such as have a contrite spirit.

Isa.53:5
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
 he was crushed for our iniquities;
 the punishment that brought us peace was on him, 
and by his wounds we are healed.

Before Jesus was crucified, resurrected and ascended He promised this;

Jesus Promises the Holy Spirit-John 14:15-18

(Joel 2:28-32John 16:5-16Acts 2:1-13Acts 10:44-48Acts 19:1-7)

15If ye love me, keep my commandments.

16And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter,
that he may abide with you for ever;
17Even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive,
because it seeth him not, neither knoweth him:
but ye know him; for he dwelleth with you, and shall be in you.
18I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you...






Friday, October 25, 2024

Sorrow-School



Today I spent an afternoon with two of Lucy's friends,
(one I knew by name only, the same way she knew me,)
and we shared our love for Lucy midst laughter and tears.

This week my heart was torn every which way but loose...
so many beautiful people from near and far
touched my life with visits, texts, messages, flowers,
phone calls, cards, songs, treats, meals, hugs and prayers

The beautiful outpouring of sympathy and comfort
brings to sorrow, joy 💔🙏

Meanwhile, I am struck anew by the circle of life...
While we mourn, babies are born.
Let's take none of it for granted!

I shared this song awhile ago but it deserves a re-listen...




We cannot brush grief’s ache away like a stray lock of hair
No words exist that can allay the angst that love must bear
But as we mourn we learn of joys through loss alone unfurled
How Sorrow raises Comforters from all across the world

How, hope is like an angel that we glimpse in friendships sweet
How love, though bruised and battered does not succumb to defeat
How life is worth the living, even with love’s scars we earn
How in the taking God is always giving in return

How, if He asked, we would refuse what Reason holds at bay
While lessons we would never choose steal our breath away
With love, unhindered by façades we too often employ   
As students in the School of Sorrow are surprised by joy

© Janet Martin

Here are a few songs that cheered me on this week,
shared by thoughtful friends 

Made For More Josh Baldwin  (feat. Jenn Johnson)






Thursday, October 24, 2024

Courage's Crux


Sometimes in the morning I feel a bit like a turtle, 
as I emerge from my 'shell' of cozy covers
to hit snooze, then retreat back beneath blanket-oblivion,
 until finally Truth, in this case, aka Morning, 
prods me into motion and I trundle to the kitchen
 to 'pour myself a cup of ambition'...🎜🎝


...because no matter how I ignore, deny or pretend,
Truth abides. 
It is unaffected by Denial's mayhem of confusion
pride's boldness/boastfulness of rebellion
doubt's folly of rejection, 
and Disregard's lack of reverent fear


Truth is a solid foundation 
in the shifting tide of seasons, opinions and generations.
It anchors wisdom's disciplines
It corrects erring thought.
It exposes deception
It is the Belt that secures
the breastplate of righteousness

Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist,
with the breastplate of righteousness in place,

Sanctify them by[d] the truth; your word is truth.

And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us. 
We have seen His glory, the glory of the one and only Son
 from the Father, full of grace and truth.

For the law was given through Moses;
 grace and truth came through Jesus Christ.


So, all this to say
Rise and shine!!



 because...

It is not for nothing, no!
By God's grace and truth we go
Faith is not some futile fling
Nor we, puppets on a string

God, who is First in command
Guides us by His nail-scarred Hand
His Word girds both aged and youth
 With trustworthy, timeless Truth

Truth, to fit us for the strife
Through the highs and lows of life
Foolish to doubt or dispute
What God said IS Absolute

No matter what waits to be
Truth is faith's divine decree
Steadfast in Want's constant flux
Is the kind Creator's crux 

Able to withstand the tow
Stable in time's ebb and flow
Stronger than opposing tides
The Word-rooted Truth abides

It is not for nothing then
Courage is renewed, amen
Fit to fight faith's cunning foe 
By God's grace and truth we go

© Janet Martin












Wednesday, October 23, 2024

Momentous Memento

I helped to clean out Lucy's gardens yesterday...

(photos shared by permission)

While we collected flower seeds...


...picked her pears (how she loved these beauties!!)


 ...sailed through the air on swings


While they (her grandchildren) pulled my hands, eager to live, laugh and love
While they called "come and see' 


...while my heart almost collapsed within me



 I suddenly sensed in the tear-drenched dirt of hurt,
the innocent planting of seeds of Hope and Joy

Dear Lucy...

there are moments, grief numbs the part that ought to smart and sting
then, like a wave it comes; the heart wails like a wounded Thing
and there are times despair could haunt love's solemn sacrifice
and almost I am tempted to want love without its price

and, there are moments I feel stripped of all I once knew well
then without warning I am gripped with the sense of a Bell
still tolling, 'neath a Hand bestowing midst bereavement, bliss
of life still overflowing with Hand to Hold, Cheek to Kiss

then, although there are moments when grief deals a crushing blow
and longing reels as echoes peal from scenes I/we cherish/ed so
then, even when it feels like grief  grants love's mean reckoning 
I sense the turning of a leaf, tearstained, but beckoning 

there are moments I could not bear, but what love cannot lose
though every dream and wish and prayer has lost its dancing shoes
there are moments that steal my breath; joy and grief intertwined
in memories that feel like death left much of you behind

Janet 💔💞

there are moments that steal my breath; joy and grief intertwined
in memories that feel like death left much of you behind





Psalm 145: 13-14&17-20
The Lord is trustworthy in all he promises
    and faithful in all he does.[c]
14 The Lord upholds all who fall
    and lifts up all who are bowed down....

...The Lord is righteous in all his ways
    and faithful in all he does.
18 The Lord is near to all who call on him,
    to all who call on him in truth.
19 He fulfills the desires of those who fear him;
    he hears their cry and saves them.
20 The Lord watches over all who love him,...











Tuesday, October 22, 2024

Flawless Outpouring...


Heb.11:6
And without faith it is impossible to please God,
because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists
and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.

What terrible misconceptions we believe,
what deadly mistakes we make
without faith...

'Wow', I commented the other day
'even in the thick of sorrow
other cares don't take a holiday!!'

Aren't you thankful God invites us to cast our care on Him
because He cares for us?!!

1 Pet.5:7
Humble yourselves, therefore,
 under God’s mighty hand,
 so that in due time He may exalt you.
 7Cast all your anxiety on Him,
 because He cares for you.

Ps.55:22
Cast your burden on the Lord,
And He shall sustain you;
He shall never permit the righteous to be [b]moved.

Even in the thick of sorrow
Creature care still finds its way
We are not made for tomorrow
God is faithful...for Today


Like a song flawlessly outpoured
The heavens declare, loud and clear
The glory of our loving Lord...



Not by goodness and grace devoid
God’s evidence shouts loud and clear
To keep Hope’s Creature overjoyed
Though Teacher vexes faith’s veneer

Where often sterling Wish is tried
Lest Want protects pride’s stumbling blocks
Lest Self is not humbly denied
Lest sight, not faith is how Boast walks/talks

…while longing’s nameless legions wage
A tug of war twixt fear and trust
And we are apt to prize the cage
Rather than Soul, veiled by frail dust

Not by God’s providence bereft
Nor by His Righteous Eye ignored
From the fissure in Mercy’s cleft
Today is flawlessly outpoured

Like the Lord’s love song undeterred
Hope soars once more, on eagle’s wings
No jot or tittle of God’s Word
Forgot; faith lifts Her voice and sings

With God; then, what more do we need
Than worship, while the miracle
Matures, within faith’s mustard seed

Like a song flawlessly outpoured
The heavens declare, loud and clear
The glory of our loving Lord
Whose favour vexes faith's veneer 

Whose mercy, flawlessly outpoured
Fills frames with faithfulness renewed
God unfailingly keeps His Word
Then sing, with joyful gratitude 

© Janet Martin




Isa. 40:28-31
(read the whole glorious chapter HERE)

Do you not know?

Have you not heard?

The LORD is the everlasting God,

the Creator of the ends of the earth.

He will not grow tired or weary;

His understanding is beyond searching out.

29He gives power to the faint

and increases the strength of the weak.

30Even youths grow tired and weary,

and young men stumble and fall.

31But those who wait upon the LORD will renew their strength;

they will mount up with wings like eagles;

they will run and not grow weary,

they will walk and not faint.


Saturday, October 19, 2024

Prayer Changes Things

 Autumn morning awesomeness!




How precious is Your loving devotion, O God,
that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings!

He will cover you with His feathers;
under His wings you will find refuge;
His faithfulness is a shield and rampart.


Prayer changes things. Amen
God, with each groan we bring
Gathers us like a Mother Hen
Beneath His Shelt’ring Wing
His gentle feathers warm us when
The gales of sorrow sting

Because hope that is seen
Is not hope, we learn trust
Because a dark glass bides between
Birth and death’s sacred Must
God tries the part content to lean
On acumen of dust

Because love never fails
Because God, who IS love
Orchestrates the law that prevails
With Eternal Enough
Love wills the tempest that assails
Faith's evidence to prove

Because our great God reigns
With love beyond compare
No matter what, His grace sustains
Us through life’s creature-care
Though all else fail, still He remains
To shelter from despair

Because His word is true
Faith has no cause to fear
Because God cares for me and you
We can ‘be of good cheer’
All He has promised, He will do
Prayer draws His Promise near

Praise God, prayer changes things
Surrender’s sweet release
Beneath the feathers of His wings
Faith finds hope, joy and peace
Then, pray whatever today brings
May humble prayers increase

© Janet Martin


1 John 5:14-15
14And this is the confidence that we have before Him: 
If we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. 
15And if we know that He hears us in whatever we ask,
 we know that we already possess what we have asked of Him.

Psalm 145:19
He fulfills the desires of those who fear Him; 
He hears their cry and saves them.


Thursday, October 17, 2024

While God Works Together For Good...

Lucy's love for bikes is evident in her home décor...

Wall print 


cushion...


door-knob-bling...


Rom.8:28
And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God,
to those who are the called according to His purpose.


The above reference is printed on a chalk board in my sister's Lucy's kitchen,
in the wake of her death;
 a chalkboard that always held a favourite quote, 
bible verse or nugget of wisdom...

Today marks one month since her passing 💔🙏
The break turned out shorter than I thought it would.
I guess poetry is how I process life...and death

Yesterday our church family, along with extended family and friends
laid to rest a dear brother, age 60, 
our care pastor, as well as a husband, dad and grandpa 
who, only a few weeks previously, was diagnosed with cancer...
'life seems a blur of tears, prayers and indescribable comfort'
I texted my sister this morning as we remembered the one month mark
of Lucy's sudden departure!
(my brother-in-law/ Lucy's husband, said,
 'it feels like yesterday and a lifetime ago')
 ...exactly!! 

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Matt. 5:4 
Through the truth in the above verse, 
we are being incomprehensibly blessed

***
We do not understand the good that oft wears grief’s disguise
Lord, help us trust Thy hand that could have stayed the test that tries
But did not; help us yield our heart with ‘not my will but Thine’
While we behold the bitter part logic cannot define

While You work together for good the brokenness of dreams
And wills, and love misunderstood where mercy’s tide still streams
And works in ways foreign to us, oft ruled by what we see
Oh Lord, our God help us to trust the hope we have in Thee

…while you work together for good beyond most noble thought
Thy purpose, when Thy Hand that could have spared Thee, but did not
You loved, obedient to death (even death on a cross)
Then, help us, with each gifted breath to humbly suffer loss

While You work together for good this life’s troubles, oh God
Help us to not despise the rude appearance of Thy rod
But help us trust in Thee, without explanation’s demands
As we surrender every doubt into Thy nail-scarred hands

While You work together for good that which seems cruelty
While through the power of Your blood, hope abides faithfully
Through every circumstance unkind, while love and mercy pour/roar
Help us, with heart, soul, strength and mind to trust you more and more

© Janet Martin

I spend one day a week with my mother-in-law.
This afternoon while she snoozed I read through
the memories shared in this book by Lucy's friends and family,
(so touching and precious)


Until today, I just couldn't collect my thoughts enough to attempt writing anything
Today I tried...this is the last bit.
'Oh, how I miss her'






Tuesday, October 15, 2024

Guiltless My-My-My



Ps. 31:24
Be of good courage, 
And He shall strengthen your heart,
 All you who hope in the LORD.

I'm so thankful the above verse ministered to me yesterday
when I needed it desperately!
I'm so thankful for the constant reminders
that God will never leave me or forsake me,
but He comes to me sometimes through 
the care and compassion of fellowman,
and sometimes through His Word whispered to me!
Oh, pray we may seek to hide his Word in our hearts
to equip us for whatever today brings

I am so thankful that 'I can do all things
through Christ who strengthens me'
Phil.4:13

I was torn between writing in first person 'my'
or for every believer 'our'
I decided to make it tenderly, vulnerably and joyfully personal 
but the word 'our' can be easily substituted for 'my' as well
so we can 'rejoice in the Lord' together!



 
 




 




Because God is my help, my strength, the Savior of my soul
My Anchor, my Assurance when grief and dread’s billows roll
My Hope and my Salvation, my kind Comforter and Friend
My Cherished Consolation, my Beginning and my End
My dear Heavenly Father, my Healer when my heart breaks
My Closer-than-a-brother who never leaves or forsakes
My Light to pierce the darkness and my Wonder-fullest Praise
For His mercy and goodness that will follow, all my days

My Shepherd, my Defender, my Hunger and my Enough
My God, both fierce and tender in His everlasting love
My Courage, my Commander, my Confidence to endure
My Fortress, and my Armor and my Victory secure
My Excellent Creator, my faith’s Steadfast Cornerstone
My Faithful Mediator, my Interpreter of groan
My Heaven-intercession in my earthly-temporal
My Pardon for transgression, Love Incomprehensible

My Author and Perfecter as I walk by faith, not sight
My trustworthy Protector, my Confidante, my delight
My heart’s Ruthless Inspector, ere pride’s ruin masquerades
My all-knowing Director as each season blooms and fades
My All-in-all, All-seeing and my All-wise Counselor
The Reason for my being, my Peace in the midst of war
My Holiness, Jehovah, my Shelter, my Resting Place
My Glory-hallelujah for His all-sufficient grace

My Yesterday-Today-Tomorrow-and-Forevermore
My Joy, even in sorrow, my Captain who goes before
My Refuge, my Redeemer, my Escort through highs and lows
My Perfect Plan-frustrater, my Orchestrator of woes
My Greater-He-in-me than he that is in, of this world
He is my Might, my Majesty, my Eagle Wings unfurled
Because God IS, He sets me free from fear of death and hell
Because of His power in me I can do all things well

© Janet Martin