A Hand Along the Journey: Poems for the King from One Pilgrim to Another

  Chattanooga, TN October 22, 2021                Early yesterday morning I mentally revisited events of twenty-five years ago. Then a sixteen year old, I sat in the back of the family mini-van with my two brothers and two sisters on the way to school. Now a mom in the back of an SUV, I looked at my two sons and two daughters. Then, we had recently found out my dad had cancer. Now, we were on the way to drop off our children so my husband and I could go to his first cardiologist’s appointment. Then, I remembered the unwavering faith of my mom. Now, I was the mom.             So, I have decided to write this open letter to any parent who will read it. These thoughts have been a fire in my soul since November 28, 2018, but, perhaps, now is the time to share them. I pray they will make a difference.             The core of the matter is ...

  “But Noah found grace in the eyes of the LORD.” Genesis 6:8   For decades he worked with gopher wood; As a preacher of righteousness alone he stood. In a world where evil had overtaken good, He found grace and obeyed and did what he could. Surely he mourned for those who would not see That the ark was God’s salvation for all who’d believe. But scoffers didn’t stop him; he’d heard God’s voice clearly, So he just kept right on building, and the rest is history.   God honored his faith; sprinkled throughout His Word Are tributes to Noah’s obedience to his Lord.* And in our own times, where Truth brings a sword, God’s gracious commendation is still the best reward. Then to the faithful: keep cutting down trees; Endure rejection, though it drive you to your knees. If no one follows, yet God you please, The difference that’s made is eternity’s.   *Hebrews 11:7, 2 Peter 2:5, Ezekiel 14:20, Matthew 24:37

  “And He that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And He said unto me, Write: for these words are true and faithful.” – Revelation 21:5   30 hours in heaven… What you must now have seen! The face of the Savior, Jesus your King; Loved ones embracing, welcoming; Radiant brilliance, splendor, and peace; All this world’s sorrows traded for bliss. Oh, the unmeasured joy that must fill your soul, As you gaze oft at Him Whose Name was your goal! No longer a pilgrim stranded in time; Forever at home where God’s glory shines.   Soccer mom here just a few weeks ago; Proud of your kids – as your texts to me show. Walking through life with Bruce your best friend; He stayed by your side all the way to the end. And though our hearts ache, we’d not bring you back; For we’re also on the heavenward track. So scope out some places to show us someday; Give our love to our dear ones who’ve finished earth’s fray. Enjoy the shee...