TheCypressTimes : Palace Of Poets, Carol Penhorwood

Struggles are a part of life,They come to one and all,Viewed as simply discipline,To holiness they call.
A call to suffer for His name,If that should be His choice,A willingness to trust Him,Whatever...still rejoice.

I WISH THAT YOU WERE MINE

Published 01/18/2012 - 8:48 a.m. CST

Limitless forgivenessAnd love that's so sublime,A whisper to your spirit,"I wish that you were Mine."
Regardless of your past mistakes,Your sin that caused such shame,Still hear within your spirit,"I wish that you were Mine."

THIRSTY FOR MORE

Published 01/18/2012 - 8:36 a.m. CST

God formed me for His pleasure,Yes, He delights in me,But a heav'nly blog is what I need,I've been an absentee.
I know there's something missing,A restlessness astir,A longing that I can't express,Each moment I incur.

YET A LITTLE WHILE

Published 09/14/2011 - 2:07 p.m. CST

We cannot see the life ahead,We only see what's lost,We do not see the gains to be,We simply feel the cost.
Feeling secure in what has been,The changes cause us fear,Not knowing what the future brings,We cling to what's most dear.

LOOKING BEYOND WHAT I SEE

Published 08/10/2011 - 7:31 p.m. CST

It's certainly not as expected,Living each day with pain,Struggling to function, too weary to move,Day after day just the same.
I thought I'd be active and busy,Accomplishing feats in God's name,Living and working in deed and in word,Advancing the eternal flame.

ONE LITTLE EMBER

Published 04/26/2011 - 3:11 p.m. CST

Standing naked in my spirit,I admit my need for You,What was flames now more like embers,Times with You have grown too few.
I remember burning brightlyBasking in Your love outpoured,Living daily in Your presence,Finding joy once more restored.

CONSUMING THOUGHTS

Published 03/16/2011 - 7:50 a.m. CST

No longer will they matterConsuming thoughts of mind,On doubts, on fears, anxietiesMy feasting soul has dined.
"Do not be afraid, little flock..."
The lack of self assurance,The fight to be of worth,One day, at last, I'll truly knowThe value of my birth.
"Do not be afraid, for I know..."

BEYOND REQUESTS

Published 02/02/2011 - 10:20 p.m. CST

Pause to admire God's handiwork,The beauty of each day,The gifts He has bestowed on usTo feed the soul's bouquet.
Beyond provision of our needsWith beauty we are blessed,With wonder we behold it all...Creation finely dressed.

FACE TO FACE

Published 01/17/2011 - 6:04 p.m. CST

Face to face I want to ask Him,Why He has allowed such pain,Why the children have to suffer,Hoping one day He'll explain.
Face to face I'll ask my questions,Face to face all hurts He'll heal,All confusion and frustration,When before His feet I kneel.

NOT FOR SISSIES

Published 11/10/2011 - 4:15 p.m. CST

I could not fill a thimble,My faith has grown so weak,Enchained by fear, anxiety,The future looks so bleak.
Disaster rules the universe,Each day new headlines scream,It takes a mighty leap of faithTo rise from nightly dreams.

FORGIVEN BUT SCARRED

Published 08/10/2011 - 7:35 p.m. CST

The scarring oft the punishmentFor sins that have long passed,Though sin's removed by grace of GodThe shame and grieving last.
And though repentance is sincere,And God's forgiveness real,Memories often swamp the mindAnd peace of mind they steal.

SERIOUSLY BLESSED

Published 05/15/2011 - 11:30 a.m. CST

I'm blessed, yes, I'm seriously blessedThough days are oft shadowed with pain,For God can still use me whatever my state,No life in Him e'er lived in vain.
How can I color my wordsTo speak of the joy that it brings,To know I am useful whatever my state,Lifted up on eternity's wings?

IN THE MIRROR

Published 04/01/2011 - 5:40 p.m. CST

I look in the mirrorBut I don't seeThe face that's lookingBack at me.
I thought I would be different,I thought the pain would show,But as I look into the mirror,No one would ever know.

THE YEARS WE WOULD FORGET

Published 03/08/2011 - 8:02 p.m. CST

Those troubled yearsOf fear and wantWhen jobs were fewAnd pockets light
One in fourEmployedWaves of suicide commonHope died

WHAT WILL IT TAKE?

Published 01/26/2011 - 10:55 a.m. CST

It happens, oh, so rarelyWe join our voice as one,The people band togetherDemanding something done.
It happens, oh, so rarelyAmericans agree,And lifting a united voiceOur freedoms we decree.

THE HEART MEETS JESUS

Published 01/08/2011 - 9:59 p.m. CST

I encountered Jesus,His love poured through my soul,He let me know He knew it allAnd then He made me whole.
I felt His love surround me,He spoke to all my fears,He even knew my deepest need,The reason for my tears.

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