poems

What I have to look forward to?
        What have I to gain?
           No more sorrow,
           No more crying,
            All things new,
          And no more pain.
My sins are cast into the sea,
    My past no longer an issue.
          The skys now blue,
            The past is past,
     My life is now brand new.
Eternity is something hard to grasp.,
      But this I know for sure,
          There is a Heaven,
           There is a Hell,
Which one is reserved for you?
        The message is hard
         For someone to hear,
And others experience fear,
         But if you know the
             King of Kings,
He'll wash away those tears                                       Copyright; 1998 by Joe Medrek

UNFOLDING THE ROSEBUD

         It is only a tiny rosebud,
         A flower of God's design.
     But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.

   The secret of unfolding flowers
       Is not known to such as I.
God opens this flower so sweetly,
When in my hands they fade and die.

       If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
       This flower of God's design,
Then how can I think I have wisdom
        To unfold this life of mine.

   So I'll trust in Him for His leading
        each moment of every day.
     I will look to Him for guidance,
      Each step of the pilgram way.

    Only my heavenly father knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,
       Just as He unfolds the rose.

A PICTURE OF ETERNITY

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          Draw me Lord
   and show me your smile,
    Give me your strength
      to go the next mile.
         Guide me along
     on the path I must go,
        and show me just
what I am needing to know.
         Cover me Lord
and protect my next steps,
as I walk through the valley
     of the shadow of death.
      Hide me ever so close,
           and be forever
               my rock,
      for my vessel is solid
         and ready to dock.

GOD'S DIRECTION

"How much do you love me?"
             I asked Jesus.
           And Jesus said,
         "This much........"
            Then He spread
                  His arms
           And died for ME.

He is Everywhere

     He's everywhere, I cannot hide.
      He created all, Yet by my side.
        Never alone, And not afraid.
He proved His love, The price He paid.
     He fashioned me, To be unique.
     He shares with me, His mystery.
   No place to run, No place to hide.
      His lesson for me, Is to abide.