sow kindness
a weekend road trip
made my heart smile
girl time together
perfect weather
the sky so blue
all views were new
thankful for the time
spent with a special daughter of mine..
rg
road trip adventure
magnificent mountain views
mom and daughter time..
rg
autumns orchestra
playing loudly in the wind
leaves huddle to rest
there’s something new
i want to do
nothing grand
but i don’t yet
understand
but it’s in my heart
where my ideas start
i’ll be patient and wait
to not be in a hurry
but to also not be late..
that cold sharp tone
makes my bones shiver
i know now
that a heart is changed
when one recognizes
that self
does not have
all of the answers
in humility
traipsing
to
the
alter
to
lay
it
all
out
that
we be
washed
from the
filth
of sin..
God help us
We are all infected and impure with sin. When we display our righteous deeds, they are nothing but filthy rags. Like autumn leaves, we wither and fall, and our sins sweep us away like the wind..
Isaiah 64:6
wordly wordy chatter
words gone wrong
what’s the matter?
prince of the air
got your tongue?
he’s having a heyday
having fun..
using your mouth
for evil
to incite strife
nothing good and nothing right..
Prince of Peace
sadly looks on
where did the children
of God go wrong?
no longer discerning
between darkness and light
only puffed up
and following the crowd..
who think being louder
is ok
to prove their point
in what really is unsound..
r gould
Which way?
And you He made alive, who were dead in trepasses and sins, in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience. among whom also we all once conducted ourselves in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature the children of wrath, just as the others. But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us. Even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved). and raised us up together and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus. That in ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God.
Ephesians 2: 1-8
As a child of God we are in the world but not of it. That means we are different. To be different. Not mean. not contentious, not vulgar, nor crude. We don’t follow the crowd of disobedience but on the path of right standing..
earth stretches
and slowly awakens
from its slumber
in no hurry
to please the masses
shivering from the cold
in its time
the earth warms
the ground beneath our feet
the activity of green growth
begins to make an appearance
and very soon
there will be an explosion of color
how very good our God
is to us
as He gifts us
with the beauty of Spring..
r gould
summer mood
a bit subdued
heavy heart
from fires that start
loss of life
and loss of home
exhausted bodies
people bemoan
and question why
God bring comfort
and please
rain down on them..
r gould
Where is your soul
in all of that hot air..
your speech is despicable
maybe you don’t care..
you speak often and rudely
to show you are tough..
that kind of behavior
tells me much..
about your character
and I am sorry to say..
there’s a lack of integrity
by the end of the day..
r gould~8/8/17
don’t regret
that you didn’t say the words
your heart held onto..
stuffed in your inner being
fearful of what might take place
if the truth was spoken..
don’t regret that you didn’t try
to make that call or send that note
that would have put your heart at ease
and free you, like a bird in flight..
don’t regret that you didn’t try to make amends
because pride stood in the way
or you were afraid of what you might say..
don’t regret that you didn’t say thank you
and yes, I love you.. too
don’t regret that you didn’t try
to reach out and now
you wonder why…
r gould
The Model T’s came out today
on the road from Bend
they rambled our way
lucky me-i got to see
such pristine cars of old
in the sunshine you shone
many stories you hold
of days not the same
of a slower paced life
on simple roads of two lanes..
r gould
Words Like Honey 