A Healing Of Heart

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A Healing Of Heart

In stillness, I hear my heart beating
See more clearly the wind through the trees
Watch pine needles fall, mountains stand tall,
and heavy thoughts move in to seize

It’s deliberate, this moving about
This putting things out of my mind
It’s easier that way, a chance to delay
the pain that does echo and find

I wish I could tell it, “Be gone!”
And far away it would go
Like a leaf on the stream
floats away in sunbeam,
or like footprints that fade in the snow

Struggles they come, but they’ll go
Once and for all they’ll depart
And I’ll find my strength,
be renewed by each length
and all with a healing of heart

-kb

“But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength.  They will soar high on wings like eagles.  They will run and not grow weary.  They will walk and not faint.” – Isaiah 40:31

A Trip to Tahoe

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Tahoe

Giant dandelions,
as big as my fist
If there, they are
I’m not likely to miss

And, if I see
a new creature to me
Like a bright, orange fish
that’s in river, not sea
I’m astounded once more
at the things He’s made be

Then, when the wind
blows straight through my face
When the air that I breathe
feels like an embrace
I’m reminded once more
that there is a place
Where someday I’ll see God,
one day, face to Face

-kb

“On the glorious splendor of your majesty, and on your wondrous works, I will meditate.” – Psalm 145:5

Will You Find Me Here?

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Will You Find Me Here?

It’s hard to put it into words
the inadequacy I feel
I’ve accomplished so little
with so much time
and being here makes it more real
If there is something I’m good at
it’s saying “no,” or not finishing things
It’s losing interest, assuming defeat
or sitting on my wings
It’s fear that consumes me now
it’s fear that consumed me then
And self-pity makes it easier somehow
I can call feeling sorry, my friend
But I’m not ready to be the problem
or accept blame for falling short
For not impressing family or friend
or for staying in my port
I’ve heard some say that accepting yourself
and what has come of yet
is the secret to living life peacefully
instead of with regret
Did I ever want?
What did I desire?
To step onto another’s path
and make their flame my fire?
To hop onto another’s back
while they walked through the mire?
I don’t deserve the things I have
the blessings He is giving
The comforts or the kind of love
that make a life, good living
But I would never argue this
the gratitude I owe
To the God Who brought me here
and helps me as I grow
And when I pray for just one thing
to feel I can be proud of
Something followed through to end
and had no single doubt of
I hope it counts as brand new seed
that sprouts within my heart
In soil that is watered well
from which efforts don’t part
Though maybe you will find me here
once again, in gloom
Where tears they fall from cheek to chin
as I watch others bloom

“The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever.” – Psalm 138:8

His Care In All Things

 

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His Care In All Things

When an ant, carries
When wind moves the leaves
When palm branches creak
And when birds nest in trees

When pine needles fall
When stars, they sit right
When sunrise, it beams
And moon claims the night

When a creature is born
or yet, born and made new
From a worm to a butterfly
wings, purple and blue

It’s these things
All these things
remind me of You
and the care that You take
in all things that You do

– kb

“Those who live at the ends of the earth stand in awe of your wonders.
From where the sun rises to where it sets, you inspire shouts of joy.” – Psalm 65:8

 

When Crawl Became Climb

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When Crawl Became Climb

I thought it just me
weeping aloud
filling the room
with water and cloud

‘Til His voice, I felt
echoing mine
gave strength to my soul
and crawl became climb

-kb

 

“…but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings
like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” – Isaiah 40:31

Better Land

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Better Land

I see Him in the rays of sun
that cast a warm, pink glow
I find Him in the crispy cold
that chills my face and toes

I see Him in the melty blues
in lakes below the trees
Where mountains shoot from land to sky
and gift us snowy peaks

He formed the creatures, and the moon
He put the stars in place
He grows the seedling from the earth
moves wind across my face

He’s here, and knows your every thought
the things you’ve always kept
safe, away from diggers deep
where, with folded wings you wept

To restless hearts, He gives new hope
and reaches out a Hand
As we leave our burdens there
and move to better land

– kb

“In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him.” – Psalm 95:4

 

Heaven

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Heaven

The horizon seemed to speak
to tell me that the line
I saw drawn at it’s edge
was only to remind

That as sea continues on
stretching from that spot
and places teem with life
that eye would claim, did not

So, life continues still
for those we can’t behold
and take our place, we will
among that bless-ed fold

Something meant for all
when turn to Him, we do
An all-inclusive call
not for a chosen few

He said that he did send
His Son not to condemn
but save through Him, He would
an estranged world of men

So call to Him at night
need Him in the dark
tell Him where you stand
with faint or solid heart

He hears each voice that sounds
the whisper and the scream
the shout that fills the air
the fright that fills our dreams

So, know that there is peace
and life beyond this shore
We take His hand, and with each step
renew our hope once more

-kb

 

“For God did not send the Son into the world to judge the world, but that the world might be saved through Him.” – John 3:17

Hearts In Pieces

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Hearts In Pieces

Was just me and a book
in my small kitchen nook
when the sun cast a ray
over me as I shook

Light turned to dark
hearts were in mourning
and suddenly thoughts
of loss without warning

Stories emerged of special lives
teachers and nurses, and husbands and wives
of heroic deeds, and self-sacrifice
of those who passed and of those who survived

To the mothers and brothers and sisters and daughters
the spouses, grandparents, grandchildren, sons, fathers
the nephews, the friends, the cousins, the nieces
to all those affected, whose hearts are in pieces

When the sun comes up, we wake with you
we mourn your loss and ache with you
pray comfort, you can take with you
know the stories of courage grew our hearts too

-kb


“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” – Psalm 34:18

From Seed to Stalk

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Seed to Stalk

I saw you shoot from soil to sky
So little I knew of the you still inside
That one day you’d flower
that your stalks would reach high
So little I knew of your special design

I saw you flourish, then one day you stopped
Your pieces changed color ’til some parts, they dropped
the earth below you seemed hard as a rock
Then suddenly life in a place it was not

I saw you move as soon as you knew
that you had a home, and quickly you grew
almost out of the pot you came home in, it’s true
And the more that you grew, the more beautiful you

It’s from God, is it not?  You, from seed to stalk?
The flowers that bloom, and the new life in spots?
The reason we grow almost out of our pots?
‘Cause we now know Home, with His life, has been bought.

– kb

“It’s not important who does the planting, or who does the watering. What’s important is that God makes the seed grow.” – 1 Corinthians 3:7