Poems
“Rooted and built up in him,” * our children stand secure, planted on the Rock of Truth, our Father-Mother holds them dear. Then, borne “with wings as eagles,” * our children take to flight, soaring into pastures new, forever in God’s sight.
Coexistent with God, We guard the world And worlds upon worlds. Sentinels at our post, Troubadours against trouble, Warriors against sin.
If no one knew that one and one makes two, guess what? It would still be true. Knowing doesn’t make it so, because it already is.
Deepest, highest, safest knowing, God speaking, not man-made. Fresh and shining, True-sight knowing.
On God, His children do rely. He hears our every cry.
B e forgiving I love studying the Bible in church. B e passionate about good.
the sun slowly sinks into the sea a flaming globe against the purest pink as a breeze dimples the soft blue deep carrying its coolness to leaf and wing and cheek birds’ songs, calls—distinct, unique—counterpoint color, movement, shape—all in balanced accord only Love could breathe such a scene only Love could unfurl such harmony — Nancy Humphrey Case.
Besieged by overwhelming odds, what chance is left? Mortal reasoning bereft of hope. The battle is not won on the platform of the enemy.
Oh, such a sight God’s love inspires! Truth’s vast flaming sword all hatred expires. The harm of the armies— the lies and the liar— engulfed in its searing light bearing them higher.
In Him we live .