Goodnight
Prayer
Katie
Kamas
I
pray tonight that all may be blessed
And
I would also like to express
That
all will be at rest.
I
also pray for my weary guest
Who
has an unknown address.
I
pray tonight that all may be blessed.
Also,
dear Lord, I request
With
all that I possess
That
all will be at rest.
I
would like to pray for the oppressed
That
they may be able to You confess.
I
pray tonight that all may be blessed.
I
pray for all those on life's quest
That
they may steadily progress,
That
all will be at rest.
Lastly,
I would like to suggest
That
in me will be to You a yes.
I
pray tonight that all may be blessed,
And
that all will rest.
Who
Is This I Hear?
Carson
Koehn
Who
is this Being,
This God I hear?
Who
is this Man,
This Savior I hear?
I've heard of His life,
His teaching and His
acts.
How could someone
So perfect be true?
Christians love
endlessly,
Die for strangers,
Hope eternally,
All in the face of
suffering.
Athiests deny His life,
Humanists deny His
teaching.
Scientists deny His
acts.
Who is right?
Could the world be
right,
With its hopelessness
and death?
Or could the Bible be
right,
With its love and salvation?
How could such a Being
exist?
Why would He love me?
How could He do what He
does?
Why would He give us a
choice?
I don't logically know
The answers to these
questions.
I don't know how and
why
God is who He is.
But I do know
God is God.
He is I AM.
He is Love.
He loved us so much
He sent His Son.
His Son, Jesus,
Who died for our sins.
He defeated death,
Calls for our love,
Protects us,
And prepares our
eternal place.
So I choose to love
Love.
I choose to hate Hate.
I chose to follow the
One
Who died for me!
Jesus is Savior!
Jesus is King!
Jesus is God!
Jesus is my Friend!
Never let the Light
fade.
Be ready to act
righteously.
Always be ready to
speak
The Truth to all
nations.
Be ready to love,
To be humble,
To live out loud,
To live for Him.
Choose Jesus!
He is the only way!
Choose Jesus!
He loves everyone!
Freedom
to Fly
Abigail Massey
Connecting soul and
body,
She allows the body to
Express the spirit
aptly.
Spinning through heaven
and earth
She flits upon that
forbidden bridge
That lies between
consciousness and dreams.
She allows an
electrical
Thrill of excitement to
flow
Freely through her
physical.
The current races past
Her fingertips as if
limbs
Were extended by
ribbons vast.
A dancer's graceful
movements
Know no tangible
boundaries;
Nothing can stop her
brilliance.
Memories
Catherine Sparkman
There is no limit to
that which the memory can extend
Its reaching hands to
grasp and defend
It might be one of
yesterday's most comical moments
Or a terribly
horrendous act of years ago
There is no difference,
though
They are alike,
memories, events,
However small, it does
not matter
They are stories you
can scold or flatter
Some may be sweet
And some may be sour
Each possesses its own
power
However short, however
fleeting
Memories can appear
both hideous and divine
Judged by your mind's
eye.
To the hideous you say,
"Away! Away!”
But the divine are
always welcome
Your mind cherishes
their company
On cloudy days.
Finally, memories are
the key to keeping alive
People, places, events
long past
They awaken and revive
When all else is dead
Memories are still
there
Ever and always
To remind you of times
more blessed.
Only After
Lizi Frazier
only after
cracked paints
tell the story of
crooked, child's daffodils
and fragile valentines
left out in the rays
of yellow planet;
will you hear
ancient languages?
only after
drying curls of light
drape our lands
with fading spangles
of gold
and olden day tales;
felt, sensed, tasted
full of sunny sea salt
will new brushes
learn to speak
what you can’t.
only after
brushes learn
the ancient language
can they
throw open acryllic windows
spill artificial rain
on the canvas, teach the fibres
to curve Italy
swelling reds;
you're my dusty yellow.
and we learn that
only after
you reach out with your hands
to instruct and mold;
and you could be
maybe kind of
sort of
fragmented—
but only after
only after
you teach
brushes to speak
will you hold a key to
vanishing worlds.
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