Must My Words Go Unheeded

 

Must my words go unheeded

if, by chance, they’re not loud

If their author falls silent

in the midst of a crowd?

 

In the hustle and hurry

of your daily routine

are you able to hear me

do you care where I’ve been?

 

If framed in bright sunshine

would I merit your sight

Would you slow down to help me

or begrudge me the light?

 

I’m silently watching

while you’re running your race

I’m feeling abandoned

and so out of place.

 

As you go through the motions

with your life in high gear

it’s so sad you can’t see me

I’m usually here.

 

 

 

 

 

Out of the Ashes

 

An empty vessel made of clay

a frightened lamb who lost her way

A precious spirit…floundering

a stifled voice…afraid to sing

 

But God, it seems, had other plans

a Heavenly Task for earthly hands

A life to lead…a home to make

a path to travel for His Sake

 

Children to raise

making memories sweet

with the other half

she would make complete

 

Accomplishing tasks

that were far beyond scope

inspiring so many

with her faith and her hope

 

A heart that kept beating

despite being broken

A soul that kept shining

through hurts left unspoken

 

Pleasing her Lord

with her spirit so tender

and teaching us all

what it means to surrender

 

 

 

 

MAYBE SOMEDAY

  

Maybe someday the world will make sense

maybe someday it will stop feeling wrong

maybe there’s hope for a heart badly battered

maybe someday I will feel I belong

 

 

Maybe someday I’ll stop feeling frightened

knowing that somehow I’ll find my way

maybe someday I’ll remember the promise

the hope that accompanies each dawn of day

 

 

Maybe someday I’ll discover a reason

maybe someday I’ll make sense of the pain

maybe someday I’ll see past these tears

to discover a rainbow has followed the rain

 

 

Maybe someday I will not be disgusted

and saddened with every thought of me

maybe someday I’ll forgive myself

for all that I am, and for all I can’t be