Broken

Lord, I'm broken

falling apart

deteriorating

but not from neglect

not from idle years

I'm used up from

years of service

wanting to rest

to let someone else do it

 

but I can't

I'm not wired that way

if there's a soul in need

a heart that's hurting

then I must reach out

because that's just what you would do

 

so use me up, Lord

let me be your hand extended

show your love through me

for there will be plenty of time

for rest later...

when I'm forever with you

in Heaven

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Laughter



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Oh, Lord, your gifts are fine

and one I love the best is

 

laughter

 

side-splitting

teary-eyed

cheeks-hurt

 

laughter

 

It lifts the soul

heals the heart

 

It reminds you that

life is not such a drudge

and that laughing

weakens the ability

of our problems

to drag us down

 

Thank you, Lord

for

laughter

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In the Autumn of My Life

 

my youth is spent

the winds of time have blown away the years

yet, here in the Autumn of my life,

I find great joy in the slower pace of my days.

 

the kids are grown

the workload lighter

more time to draw closer to Jesus

to know Him

really know Him

 

a deeper understanding

of what's permanent

and what's temporary

 

I had it all wrong before

 

it's what's unseen that matters

what can't be proven that rings truest

what's done in love that lasts

 

I'll spend my life on those things

 

for I am a vapor that that appears

for a little while

and then vanishes

but the people I touch

will be my lasting legacy

 



James 4:14

Psalm 39:5

Psalm 144:4

(Copyright© 2012 Jan Christiansen. All rights reserved.)