The Sonset And The Sonrise

And they shall scourge Him, and put Him to death: and the third dayย He shall rise again. Luke 18:33

“He is not here: for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay. And go quickly, and tell His disciples that He is risen from the dead; and, behold, He goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see Him: lo, I have told you.” Matthew 28:6-7

Can you imagine what it must have been like when He rose? For three days, He was in the tomb, dead. It appeared that this Man Who was called “The Son” had set. What dark days those must have been. But then, He rose and His Light shone again! What a glorious morning!

This is in response to Rise / Set. The photos were taken on different days. The first is a sunset, the second is the moon (which also rises and sets so I decided to include it in the photo challenge – and it also seemed to go with the theme of the dark days) and the last is a sunrise.

Happy Easter // Resurrection Day, everyone. ๐Ÿ™‚

When You Love

I’d like to thank Denny for inspiring this poem and Incomplete Thinker for inspiring me to post it, as it is a more personal poem. ๐Ÿ™‚ Her post (that I linked to so you can read it too ๐Ÿ˜‰) touched my heart so much. โค

Love and then lose;
The bitter agony says,
Itโ€™s better to choose
To never love in any way.

Sadness is great but love is greater.
Pain from loss is a side effect of love;
Memories hurt now but will be treasured later
Recollections will last until meeting above.

When one loves, there is a chance
That the one who is given the heart
Will break it into fragments that dance
Along the floor when they shatter apart.

Father picks them up piece by piece
To soon put them together again.
โ€œThe pain will not immediately cease,
but I am here,โ€ He says to my chagrin.

Father is near; He gives me delight
Even when all I have is despair;
He shines with His Sonโ€™s Light,
Ending the darkest night, because He cares.

He lessens the pain each day, and sleep
Alights on me nightly like a dove;
With love comes risk; if we didnโ€™t take the leap
Of faith, would it actually be love?

 

I’m still thinking of you, Rosie. You will always be in my heart. โค

On My Clandestine Island

It’s week twenty-one of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. ๐Ÿ™‚ If you’d like to join in, just click the link! ๐Ÿ˜‰

Image Credit Ales Krivec

Solitude
On my secluded isle.
Away from the hustle,
Away from the bustle,
Of human’s wiles,
Peace exudes.

Loneliness,
In my isolated shelter.
Alone with my thoughts,
Companionship is sought,
But Iโ€™m protected here.
Friends I missโ€ฆ

Stranded,
On my clandestine island.
First, I wanted some space,
Now need to leave this place,
But nobody understands
What landedโ€ฆ

Depression,
Attacks my private refuge,
Convincing me to go under,
To leave my heart asunder.
Blinded to possible rescue –
Is there no win?

In the east,
Son shines on the haven.
I’ll never again be marooned, for
Shadows once blocked the harbor;
But the Light foils dark plans –
Freeing me from the beast.

Over The Horizon

This is week two of the 100 Word Wednesday Challenge, and here is the photo and my response. ๐Ÿ™‚ If youโ€™d like to participate, click here to read BikurGurlโ€™s guidelines. ๐Ÿ˜‰ 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! ๐Ÿ˜‚)

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

Be My Guide (a reblog)

In response to the Daily Post prompt Abide, here is a poem I posted back in September: ๐Ÿ™‚

Following Him Beside Still Waters

It seems that with this one, I wanted to see how many times I could rhyme with โ€œguideโ€ and still have a poem that makes sense. XD All joking aside, here is another poem with a very different rhyming pattern. A couple of lines near the middle is based onย 2nd Cor:5:17 (Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.) and a couple of lines near the end is based on Gal:2:20 (I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ lives in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.)

Hope yโ€™all have a great weekend! โ™ฅ

Be My Guide

In this wicked world, I abide

Itโ€ฆ

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