trust in God

When I Am Weary

Submitted by Libby on Thu, 06/04/2020 - 05:41

Life sings a blurry tune,
distinct voices blend with laughter and tears;
pain and pleasure, disappointed hopes, elated dreams…
in the end, it makes me want to cry as Solomon did:
“Meaningless! … all is vanity!”
What do we live for but our fleeting pleasures
that fade, leaving only memories
tainted by some bitterness or regret?
Friend, put your hope not in the successes of this blighted world –
you will always be disappointed.
What then?
As a child of the King, let this be my song:
My only boast is Christ crucified.

God Was There

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Wed, 01/27/2016 - 03:46

Screams wrenched the atmosphere.
When the Twins crushed and killed it was called unfair.
Was it "them" or us? Questions everywhere.
All I know is God was there.

A mighty tornado went twisting down;
Homes demolished in many a town.
Death allowed to reap what was sown.
I know He was there, they were not alone.

Our soldiers give their lives in brave fight.
We let our trust take a cowardly flight.
We say goodby yet cry, distraught, in fright.
We forget they are held in the hand of His might.

The Captain Club: The Adventure in King's Forest Part 3

Submitted by j. Glen pollard on Tue, 03/26/2013 - 18:11

WHAT! HE’S GONE!” THE Club said in the morning. The grown-ups and children crowded around Julius as he sat on a stump. He sat with his back bent over and the sides of his mouth seemed as if to hang off his face.

“Oh honey, I’m so sorry,” Mrs. Parker said sitting on a lawn chair next to him and giving him a hug. When he was younger, this made Julius feel comfortable; now, it just made him feel childish, for not being more responsible with his dog. He moved away from his mom, not wanting her to see his tears.

A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Eleven (a Narnian fan fiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Fri, 05/25/2012 - 14:34

“Susan, there are some things I want to talk to you about,” I said to her, a few hours after the scare. “Let’s take a walk.”
I laughed comfortingly, noticing that she looked at me with slight uneasiness; probably trying to decide how to prepare herself for some news that she had no inkling what it was going to be about. “Oh, don’t worry; it isn’t anything serious enough to change anything drastically!”
She sighed with relief.
As we walked together, we studied the trees and sky.

Differences Unite

Submitted by Mairead on Tue, 01/05/2010 - 23:29

assurance that You're faithful
but still a storm

You are always tall
but the battle is a loud call

Amen comes from parted lips
but behind is found bitterness

You are here
but still it's easy to scream of fear

faith of being kept
but silence tightens breath

You are right beside
but there are things dying

understanding being found
but looking up from being drowned

truth about being held
but not an easy thought once felled