My heart cries out for all the pain
That visits man again, again
And where’s the peace we’re waiting for
Seems only stress walks through the door.
How much longer must this world wait
For all its chaos to abate,
What happens to the good that’s done
As years fly by, one after one,
Revering God, His perfect Word
The love and wisdom all have heard ?
To live one’s life in humble ease
No anger or excitement, please
Accepting what life dishes out
O’ermounting any signs of doubt
Keep faith in all that you believe
And do your best to help achieve
That single goal you’re striving for,
To knock upon the Saviour’s door !
There are no guarantees in life
For mother, child, husband or wife,
We all have travelled on life’s road
Unburdened or with heavy load
There is no crowd to cheer us on
No magic words to lean upon
No tragic curse that we’re aware
Or law that says what must be fair.
We understand that on each path
There can be times of doubt or wrath
Yet often seems so very sweet
When hope and joy with love compete
I do not know the why of it
And pray most times that we shall fit !
My dearest boy I miss you so
How sad was I, you chose to go
Of all those dreams that you did spin
When did your fear of truth begin ?
Your spirits rose with every thought
How could your inner self get caught
With real foresight that you possessed
What was it cost you your success ?
Who was it told you all would fail
And stole the wind from out your sail ?
Now I have lived so many years
Years filled with hope and thick with tears
Times when I thought that I was done
And others that were full of fun.
I’ve known the wars and tragedy
And lost those who were dear to me
I left my heart on foreign shore
For those that I shall see no more.
Sometimes I’ve wondered how I could
Because my heart’s not made of wood
My thanks to God, I’ve come this far
I’m battle weary but unscarred.
I sense that I’ve withstood the test
And hope I’ve given all my best
The end for sure draws ever near
I face my God but not with fear !
AMEN.
Lord, how much longer must we wait
To meet our Maker, seal our faith
What vision is it we need see,
Embrace our hearts and set us free ?
What battle more than we shall dare
Or journey far that all may share,
Where in the end of win or loss
Each faces his own special cross !
We’ve seen the shadows on the wall
Heard echoes of the clarion’s call
The battle signals rang out clear
To fall at last on hollowed ear.
There’s no mistake upon the ground
Or impact of each magic sound
While trumpets blow and blare away
This message for the latter days
A change is coming, wait and see
To wing the way to victory !
Oh can you hear the constant sound
Of weather rageing all around
We’re in the middle of a storm
That’s taken such an ugly form.
I’m glad that I am not outside
The wind might take me for a ride
Although perhaps that could be fun
If only we’d a bit of sun !
Our world is really in a mess
Growing much worse I must confess
Seems someone, though we don’t know who,
Has played his dirty trick or two
And left us all in one great bind
For some solution we must find.
We’re upside down and downside out
We’ve lost our strength and have no clout
So buckle up and gather strength
We need to go to any length
If we’re to win this bloody war
Tis just the fight we’re ready for !
Sometimes the heart is more inclined
To seek respite and courage find
Among the days of lesser times
When this world bode in older climes.
For where we are, not where we’ve been,
Is caught in chance and grief and sin
There’s scant honor left, we may find
In all the hours to still unwind.
Oh blessed Lord, take care that we
Escape this time of infamy !
I’ve often thought how bold are we
To dream aloud of victory
There is a path we all must take
To learn what values are at stake
We strive to be a people free
Oft caught midst chains of tyranny.
As winds of war rage fierce and wild
A challenge to each man or child
We’re wrapt in our leftover tears
And chastened by impending fears.
There is no way to make amends
With God alone to help our friends
Beyond this sight what will we see
Still flying there, old Liberty !
The winds of change bring no relief
At times they’re cruel, not often brief
What is it that we’re meant to learn
Or how address our next concern ?
Our nation flounders all alone
For what great sin must we atone,
The sadness of our lives may be
That we remain no longer free !
The leaves of life our stories tell
As all our days with living swell
Though events happen slow or fast
Some may be short while others last.
Each committment we guarantee
Does change our path or set us free
Times are troubled and full of woe
And with the seasons seem to grow,
There is no answer clear or sweet
That shouts aloud win or defeat !
I like to think that when I cry
The tears I shed whisper goodbye
To all the lost dreams I recall
And tragedies that did befall
For life’s composed of good and bad
Of days so sweet or ever sad
And thus we learn as we do grow
That what we reap is as we sow !
Of all life’s lessons we need learn
That everyone must wait their turn
Not all can prance upon the stage
Not every voice will chance engage.
The monuments of life are real
And challenge all the pulse we feel
While some are silent in the race
And some exist without a face,
There is a truth we can’t deny
Some walk, some run but others fly !
I find myself so very sad
O’er deeds that seem to be quite mad
This world appears so upside down
With too much hatred to be found.
I fear it’s the beginning of
Great loss of faith, kindness and love
A time when peace is known no more
As Satan’s angels go to war.
Oh woe to man and earth below
For all who come as we’ll soon know
Those days that we’ve been expecting
No margins left for correcting,
Oh gracious Lord, please help us now
To evil’s will we cannot bow !
When a flower drops its petals
and its seeds are blown away
And its dry stalks tremble, break
to drop and lie amidst decay,
When a tall tree bends its wide limbs
and its leaves are swept away
Seeking safe and sheltered haven
hence await another day,
When a dream still waits unbidden
as the years have caused delay
And the hopes that fill a young mind
through the years have gone astray
When a heart that’s old and mellow
beats its last and sad farewell
Searching for the final hospice
where the soul at peace may dwell,
When the aims of every lifetime
falter, tarry and dispel
Knowing soon the battle’s over
and its goals have too short fell,
There among these winter feelings
where the hurt will rise and swell,
Face that fleeting day of anger,
sally forth and chance rebel.
| M | T | W | T | F | S | S |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |
| 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 |
| 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 |
| 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 |
| 29 | 30 | 31 | ||||
Claire V. Bogdanos 