Tag: spiritual poetry

  • Preparing to be Called Out

    I think believers can find great relevance in this history. Passover is when Jesus, our Passover Lamb (1 Corinthians 5:7), was sacrificed for us. As we enter the spring, a season for new life, we must prepare ourselves to meet Him at His cross. As pilgrims through this world, we must guard ourselves from the uncleanness of the world. As we celebrate the Savior in our hearts, we must purge all sin from our entire being.

  • The Appointment of Christmas

    Sometimes Christmas presentsAre last-minute things—We rush to just buy something—Hope for joy it brings. Sometimes gifts are well thought outAnd studied with care,But executed hurriedlyWe hope the idea’s fair. Sometimes our grand designsAre thwarted in some way:The store’s sold out, it’s discontinued—It costs how much? No way!  But God’s Christmas PresentWas no last-minute mad dash.He did […]

  • Homeschooler’s Prayer

    Thank you, God, for this day. Please bless it to Your name, I pray. Please bless my mind and bless my eyes That I may learn and become wise. Please bless my heart, that I obey, So I can learn a lot today.

  • There’s a Fire In My Heart Today

    There’s a fire, fire fire, There’s a fire in my heart today. It’s gonna burn, burn, burn, It’s gonna burn all the trash away. They’ll be a pile, pile, pile, A big old pile I’m pulling out. You’ll see it burn, burn, burn, See it burning all about.

  • Book Announcement!

    Thank you so much for following along with me and subscribing. You have been a big part of this journey since I restarted my blog this year. I am happy to announce my first book, Learning to Love: a Collection of Poetry and 40 Daily Devotions…

  • To Be Human

    Jesus died not for angels Nor zebras nor the crane. He died not for marsupials Nor tigers just the same. He wasn’t born a monkey Or any other beast, Though He’s called the Lion of Judah The Lamb of God, our peace. He was born a man, a gift to men, Offered to none before. What an honor life becomes To know and love Him more.

  • One Nation Under Man

    A house divided cannot stand. It’s like a castle in the sand. It’s like a palace on the shore With a storm coming to its door. A house divided cannot live. It won’t repent and won’t forgive. It sharpens swords that it has made Against itself, which blunts its blade.

  • A New Song

    Come and sing God a new song. Come worship! Come join the throng. Let’s dance like David in the street And touch the lives of all we meet. Come, let us climb the mountain peak To shout His name. Come mild and meek!

  • The Evening and the Coming Day

    This is a poem and a short biography of my great-great grandfather Joseph Addision Scarboro, American Baptist preacher and missionary during the second half of the 19th century and first half of the 20th century.

  • Memorial

    As you enjoy your Memorial Day, take some time to honor the fallen soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the freedoms we enjoy. This is my poem, “Memorial,” in memory of one such soldier.