No More

No more fearing my last breath
Jesus had won the war
Victory no longer belongs to death

Forevermore I can live in Him
Prodigal knocked on His door
And He graciously let me in

Even after this body passes me by
His loving sacrifice
Ensures that I will never die

Eternal life is now mine
He paid the price
And my life is Thine

No more fear of tomorrow
For I will live for Jesus today
And behind Him, I always follow

Into eternity, where there is…

No more sickness, no more pain
No more tears to be wiped away
Like windshield wipers in the rain

No more will sin leave stains
In the pure snow white
Fleshly desires will not remain

No more grief, no more sorrow
All sadness had taken flight
All Earthly things, a passing shadow

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Your sun shall no more go down; neither shall your moon withdraw itself: for the LORD shall be your everlasting light, and the days of your mourning shall be ended. Isaiah 60:20

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow. Psalm 144:4

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4

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Special thanks to Pete from God’s Maintenance Man for inspiring this poem (click the link to visit the post). In a post, he said:

Imagine if things were on earth as they are in heaven! No more sickness, no more pain, no tears, no death, and no sorrow.

So I dared to imagine. 🙂 (Also, be sure to visit his other blog, The Psalmist, where he posts his psalms and poetry. 😉)

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Dancing In The Tears Of Heaven

It’s week 76 of Three Line Tales and here is the photo and my response! 🙂 I’m a bit late this week. 😅

photo by Sam Burriss via Unsplash

Dancing in the tears of heaven:

For the first time in many days, her downcast heart was lifted,

Knowing her Father cried with her, Free Spirit was free from the darkness once more.

Let It Shine!

This is week fifteen of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to join in, just click the link! 😉

BikurGirl, I love this photo so much. Ocean, trees, blue sky, and even some misty mountains in the background. Wow! 😍

photo by BikurGurl

We are the light of this planet of blue,
A city on a hill, that cannot be hidden.
Why would we want to conceal it from view,
When to be luminescent, we are bidden?

We do not hide our bright light,
We let it shine for all to perceive!
For someone on a boat may catch sight,
And not fall into the stormy seas!

None lights a candle to hide it – why bother?
For the brilliant gleam must be unfurled,
To see our good works and glorify the Father
In heaven. So we glow for the whole world!

Matthew 5:14 – 16: “Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”

Over The Horizon

This is week two of the 100 Word Wednesday Challenge, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to participate, click here to read BikurGurl’s guidelines. 😉 According to Microsoft Word, this is 99 words. (Only one word shy and I can’t find a place to add one more word to this! 😂)

Image Credit: Saksham Gangwar, Unsplash

I look at the sun going down over the horizon
See that the water is so peaceful presently
It reminds me of the time when the Son
Spoke to it and calmed the raging sea

He also calmed the booming thunder
And He walked on that azure liquid
Leaving all who saw Him in wonder
Because it was as if He were on a solid

This causes me to ponder and to think
He heroically died and rose again for love
That this ball of fire in the sky may sink
But not ever the Son in heaven above

My Champion

I was once a damsel, distressed;
Sin condemned me to die,
Until my sins were confessed,
It had its hold on me; I cried.

The Knight loved me enough to save;
It was because of His amazing grace,
That I was spared from the grave;
And that He came and died in my place.

He wore no armor, had no blade,
He knew that He must do this to win;
And there for three days he stayed,
And in one blow, defeated Death and Sin.

My Champion suffered the Cross for my sake,
He did all of this and more for love;
So that I could have a clean slate,
And can live with Him in Heaven above.

Image source: Pixabay

Thy Mercy, O Lord!

Photo taken many years ago on a vacation to Mena Mountain. This was the view at one of the overlooks on the side of the road. 🙂

The Lighthouse

I’ve wanted to participate in Three Line Tales for a while, and this time inspiration struck before the deadline. XD This is week thirty-eight, and here is the photo and my response. If you want to join in, just click the first link; the rules can be found there. 😉

photo by William Bout

We are boats and ships, lost at sea; the Lighthouse shows us the debris

So we don’t crash and sink in despair; the Light shows us the way there

Where we can find Heaven’s shore; and live with Him forevermore