"Waiting"

Bump on a log
Tick on a dog
Wart on a frog
Mud on a hog
Just waiting

Bus is quite late
Food not on plate
A minute past eight
Rust on a gate
Just waiting

Growing your hair
Sitting in a chair
Hibernating bear
Old underwear
Just waiting

Learn from one
That Love has come
Your sins undone
Now serve someone
Trust. Waiting.

"I Get High"

I get high
When I tell my neighbors of You
I get high
When I tell the world I love You

Jesus Lord
I hear Your Spirit
And speak Your Word

I get low
When I compare me to Your glory
But I get high
When I tell someone Your story

"Mother In Faith"

She smiles at me from the front row
Listening with rapt attention to each of my words
Beaming with a mother's pride
Even though she did not conceive me

It is He—and He in she—that I long to please
With my life and the words I speak
To make her laugh is dandy and fine
But to make her think? Now that's divine!

It hasn't all been warm and fuzzy
This lady, she pulls no punches
But she's guided me, trained me, raised me
Helped me become the man I am

She's had her turn—many more than I
—at the front, speaking words Supplied
I am blessed to know her, to be known by her
Mother mine, would you smile for me, just one more time?

"Little Blue Flower"

Little blue flower
Doing what flowers do
Petals raised to heaven
Standing guard at a tomb

Little blue flower
Quivering in the earth
Shaking in its place
Shivering in the dirt

Little blue flower
Standing all alone
A terrible surge of power
Then crushed beneath a stone

Little blue flower
Dead on the ground
Naked feet approach
A holey hand surrounds

Little blue flower
Unfurling in the Light
Standing straight and tall
Raised by God's might

Little blue flower
Finally rejoicing
Naked feet proceed
Other flowers are joining

Little blue flower
Loved by the Pardoner
No wonder Miss Magdalene
Mistook Him for a gardener

"Basking"

I'm lying on the sands of a sun-warmed beach
My head to the shore, my feet to the sea
Eyes closed, thinking of my Heavenly King
A wave crashes and splashes up to my feet
It's not water but God's awesome glory I feel
Another crash and it covers my knees
The tide's coming in but I'm at peace
I'll be overwhelmed, but here, 'tis a good thing
Surging up to my chest, pure light—can you see?
I've no doubts, no fears, no worries nagging me
It cascades over my head—submerged in the deep
I can't do it alone, You must be the one to breathe
My thoughts, my flesh, my sin cease to be
And I? I am finally, finally free