"Fishers Of Men"

Pulsing laser lights
May get a few bites
And hot guitar rock
Will keep the pond stocked
But we need seekers
For the ocean is deeper

Some love to be the giver
Others, drowning downriver,
Have right now heartaches
From out-of-date mistakes
Let's heal their regrets
It's time we let down our nets!

We're fishing a lake
With trawls that don't break
God's holy book—
A double-edged hook
But what's the worm
If not the Promise of His Word?

Their lives are on the line
As we near the end of time
Let's find a new bait
(We've got to end the hate)
Get them in the boat
And give them eternal hope

"Memories Of You"

Johnny Carson and then Jay Leno
Juicy Fruit gum...half a piece
The secret door for staff (and family) at the clinic
Pete's Place with poker dogs
Bacon cheeseburgers and sweet tater fries
Back scratches and lap naps
Movies, music, and Left Behind
Learning gravy and loving breakfast
San Antonio, Austin, Fort Smith, and more
Rough-housing not allowed
Sneaking candy
Christmas jammies
Playing cards, dominoes—you know:

Tic and Train?

Canoeing hair and hairless surprises
Memories of you

"Lying Awake"

The dark winds of midnight
Tearing holes in my heart
I am ashamed
I am a shamed

For a man of peace
I sure am conflicted

"Slish Slosh Slide"

Cool of the day
Right after a shower
Rain drips from trees
Like the Lord's abundance

Slish
Slosh
Slide

Walking where You dwell
Mouth open wide
Rain drips from trees
I drink Your abundance

Slish
Slosh

Water-mingled earth
Yours by second birth
Rain drips from trees
I'm running over...abundance

Slish

Good to be filled
Rapturous to be Yours
Rain drips from trees
Here comes another shower

"The Pattern Shatterer"

Inspired utterances—more than a smatter
High, high hopes, e'en from pitter-patter

His preaching made the hatters madder:
"The least yeast makes the better batter"

Rumor mills and flattering chatter
Cousin's head served on a platter

Palms and coats and praises slathered
A right-now king they would rather

Closest friends, their feet he lathered
Then one betrayed, one denied, and all did scatter

His body crushed and torn to tatters
Climbed a tree without a ladder

Drip-drop, drip-drop, red holy splatter
Conquering death's venom spitting adder

Now he's dead and now we're sadder
Two days pass: Mary, what's the matter?

Fifty more, then we'll gather
To glorify Him, our pattern shatterer