First Step

What will that first step feel like?

That first moment I stand tall?

Will I dance or kneel in worship?

Some wonder why I will not wait for streets of gold

On which to take that step

I smile at them and respond

“If I did, you wouldn’t see it!”

I would rather walk on the streets of my town,

And exhibit God’s power to my fellow man

Then see Christ’s face and take His hand

When I gain the strength to stand

So now I wait and wonder when

That day will finally come

I sit with Jesus, asking Him

“How long oh Lord, how long?”

I may not get an answer

But at least we are taking this journey together

Waiting For Christmas

I listen to Christmas music,

While leaves still cling to trees

The lights are coning on everywhere

Hope rises as I  wait

And yet I wonder, 

Where has my hope hidden itself?

And why does it take Christmas lights

To bring it out,

When the light of the world,

Is always shining?

Counting Stars

Yesterday I was on my way to Bible study and thought I saw the moon outside. When I got outside,  I realized all I had seen was a florescent light bulb. Sometimes I wish I spent more time in nature. God speaks clearly in those quiet moments in His creation. We see this in Genesis 15

After this, the word of the Lord came to Abram in a vision: 

“Do not be afraid, Abram.
I am your shield,
your very great reward.” 

But Abram said, “Sovereign Lord, what can you give me since I remain childless and the one who will inherit my estate is Eliezer of Damascus?”3 And Abram said, “You have given me no children; so a servant in my household will be my heir.” 

 Then the word of the Lord came to him: “This man will not be your heir, but a son who is your own flesh and blood will be your heir.”  He took him outside and said, “Look up at the sky and count the stars—if indeed you can count them.” Then he said to him, “So shall your offspring be. 

Abram believed the Lord, and he credited it to him as righteousness.
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(Genesis 15:1-6, NIV)

God  could use the stars to make a point because there were many stars in the sky. Where I live I can count the stars. I'm not against city life, there are many benefits to living in the city. With my limitations, it is the best option. I am, however, beginning to see that I need to allow myself to be in awe of God. I want Him to be able to get my attention, either with a million stars or with His still small voice

Beggar

I watch their feet

As they enter the temple courts

I ask alms to the rhythm of their steps

Someone gives me a small copper coin

Maybe he’s hoping I’ll go away

That’s all I can expect

Where is the beauty in this Beautiful gate?

I cannot reach beyond it

Does anyone see me?

Or will I waste away,

Without being known?

Wait, I’ve seen those fishermen before

They walked with that Rabbi,

What was his name…?

Maybe they’ll give me alms

“Can you spare alms for a poor lame man?”

“Look at us!”

No one has ever looked at me so intensely before

“Silver, nor gold do I have,

But what I do have I give you,

In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk!”

Right, that was the Rabbis name, Jesus!

Doesn’t he know I don’t have the strength

Still I’ll give him my hand

Will I fall?

I’m standing!

I can run!

I hear my feet kicking up the dust that I used to lie on

“Praise God! I can walk beyond the gate!”