A Bruised Heart ~

 

Feeling baffled,
a little confused
feeling’s hurting
heart’s been bruised?

Well God doesn’t want,
you to be crushed
so keep giving Him
your complete trust.

Feeling forsaken,
lost and alone
feeling’s exposed
right to the bone?

Well God doesn’t want,
you to feel distraught
so just give to Him
all your weary thoughts.

Feeling deceived,
wronged and misled
feeling’s raw
hurt is widespread?

Well call out to God,
tell Him how you feel
so your despair . . .
He can begin to heal!

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Psalm 55:16

As for me,
I will call upon God;
and the Lord shall
save me.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2020
Deborah Ann Belka

May Peace Rule Your Heart ~

May the peace of God,
rule deep in your heart
may onto your very soul
tranquility it impart.

May the peace of God,
be a treasured possession
may it transform you
with its purification.

May the peace of God,
be your daily prayer
may it give you power
over your every care.

May the peace of God,
make you a peace-maker
may it turn you into . . .
someone’s care-taker.

May the peace of God,
be your first priority
may into His hands
you cast your anxiety.

May the peace of God,
in your heart reign
may you give to Him
all of your pain!

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Isaiah 26:3

“Thou wilt keep him
in perfect peace,
whose mind is stayed
on thee: because he
trusteth in thee.”

King James Version
by Public Domain

Copyright 2016
Deborah Ann Belka

Winter’s End ~

Lord, I look out my window,
gray skies are all I see
if I were to go outside the wind
would blow right through me.

Rain, sleet and hail,
are beating at my door
I don’t think this nasty weather
I can handle too much more.

Lord, the snow is getting old,
it’s time to retire the blower
please don’t let the temperature
get down too much lower.

Snowmen are fun to make,
snow angels can be a blast
but how much longer do You plan
for this winter chill to last?

Lord, I pray You’ll soon end,
this frozen winter slumber . . .
because, I don’t think my hands
can get any more ~ number!

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Psalm 147:16-17
King James Version

“He giveth snow like wool:
he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.

He casteth forth his ice like morsels:
who can stand before his cold?

Copyright 2014
Deborah Ann Belka

On the Eaves of Winter ~

On the eaves of winter,
hangs depression and gloom
where my thoughts drip of Spring
and the sights of its bloom.

I can hardly wait,
for these cold days to be gone
so I can rise with the robin
and listen to Springtime’s song.

On the dawn of Spring,
are the shadows of new life
putting an end to the bitter chill
and the ache of winter’s strife.

Spring is just around the corner
but I’m not sure if I can wait
and I pray every day to God . . .
“Oh, please don’t let Spring be late!”

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Song of Solomon 2: 11-12
King James Version

“For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and
gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the
time of the singing of birds is come, and the
voice of the turtle is heard in our land;”

Copyright 2014
Deborah Ann Belka