The Blessing of a Storm


(Through the Storms)

I did not know His love before,
the way I know it now.
I could not see my need for Him,
my pride would not allow.
I had it all, without a care,
the “Self-Sufficient” lie.
My path was smooth, my sea was still,
not a cloud was in my sky.

I thought I knew His love for me,
I thought I’d seen His grace,
I thought I did not need to grow,
I thought I’d found my place.
But then the way grew rough and dark,
the storm clouds quickly rolled;
The waves began to rock my ship,
my anchor would not hold.

The ship that I had built myself
was made of foolish pride.
It fell apart and left me bare,
with nowhere else to hide.
I had no strength or faith to face
the trials that lay ahead,
And so I simply prayed to Him
and bowed my weary head.

His loving arms enveloped me,
and then He helped me stand.
He said, “You still must face this storm,
but I will hold your hand.”
So through the dark and lonely night
He guided me through pain.
I could not see the light of day
or when the storm might wane.

Yet through the aches and endless tears,
my faith began to grow.
I could not see it at the time,
but my light began to glow.
I saw God’s love in brand new light,
His grace and mercy, too.
For only when all self was gone
could Jesus’ love shine through.

It was not easy in the storm,
I sometimes wondered, “Why?”
At times I thought, “I can’t go on.”
I’d hurt, and doubt, and cry.
But Jesus never left my side,
He guided me each day.
Through pain and strife,
through fire and flood,
He helped me all the way.

And now I see as never before
how great His love can be.
How in my weakness He is strong,
how Jesus cares for me!
He worked it all out for my good,
although the way was rough.
He only sent what I could bear,
and then He cried, “Enough!”

He raised His hand and said, “Be still!”
He made the storm clouds cease.
He opened up the gates of joy
and flooded me with peace.
I see His face now clearer still,
I felt His presence strong.
I found anew His faithfulness,
He never did me wrong.

Now I know more storms will come,
but only for my good,
For pain and tears have helped me grow
As naught else ever could.
I still have so much more to learn
as Jesus works in me;
If in the storm I’ll love Him more,
that’s where I want to be.

© 1996 Wendy Greiner Lefko

 


 

Seasons Change


Spring? Summer? Autumn? Winter?

Funny how life is part of it
woven together, taking each step
spring, summer, autumn, winter

all anew – life given spirit
growing, flowing
blossoms every where –
spring…

Green is the rugged garment
worn by nature
growing, flourishing –
summer…

The reflection of a multi-coloured garment
motley colouration
loveliness, splendour
charming elegance –
autumn…

then… cessation
Pale is the garment
setting in with cold and pain
withering colour – uniform
declining failing death –
winter…

Spring? Summer? Autumn? Winter?

© Thomas Dreyer

 


 

Loof Die Here!


Wie is soos U –
Verheerlik in heiligheid,
Gedug in roemryke dade,
Een wat wonders doen?

U sal my die pad van die lewe bekend maak;
Versadiging van vreugde is voor U aangesig,
Lieflikhede in U regterhand vir ewig.

Ek wil jou onderrig en leer
aangaande die weg wat jy moet gaan,
Ek wil jou raad gee, My oog sal op jou wees.

Kyk God is my helper;
Dit is die Here wat my siel ondersteun
Ek skaam my nie oor die evangelie van Christus nie,
Dit is die krag van God
tot redding vir elkeen wat glo…

© Thomas Dreyer

 


 

I Wish…


I wish I could change;
I wish I could change the world
everything seems to be wrong
I wish I could be strong, strong to…
I wish all could be change…

why is everything wrong,
why do I feel I do not belong,
why does it feel that all differ from me,
why does it feel as if the past where better,
why does it feel as if tomorrow will be worse?

I Just wish all…
O, Lord, I give… on to You, all;
Yes, all on to You, O Lord.
Make me free, my Lord
Take upon You all my burdens
I give You all…

© Thomas Dreyer

 


 

The Life-Giver

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