Sunday, November 9, 2014

"Far More Precious"

Rubies are red
Sapphires are blue
A pile of these
Would be faboo

Em’ralds are green
Diamonds are white
All demand work
To bring to light

Digging real deep
Slaving away
Labor and sweat
Hoping for pay

Hidden away
There was a stone
Diggers threw out
Worth was not known

It has this shape:
Fear of the Lord
All is revealed
Glorious hoard!

Breaking through rock
Our effort? Nope
Wisdom Himself
Paying for hope

Sunday, November 2, 2014


Life is a tightrope act
And we were suckered
Into using unicycles

No training
No balance
Can't ride
Can't walk
No balance
Will certainly fall

The crowd cheers,
Or maybe jeers?
They can't catch you

Clowns point and wave
All a joke
They'll not even try to save

So very glad the Ringmaster
Foresaw this deadly disaster
I'm not the least afraid,
(It's really His display)
And I can even sing,
For God gave me wings