Tag Archive | defining moments

The Light on the Horizon

The Light is alive,
Eyes scan the horizon
Somewhere it is there,
The gleam of everything
Your heart needs to care..
In the span of nothingness behind you,
You can feel it more than see
All the hurt, pain, and shame,
To the left, to the right and ahead
Heavy fog moans your name…
Then as you pose to go,
It breaks the darkened sky
It shoots out like a giant blaze,
Piercing and silencing all but this
As if it's brighter than the suns rays,
"Come home!"
Then your speed increases,
As you run to the hope ahead
'Til you are faster than wind,
The light gets brighter
From the love of your friend…
There in the light you see,
Our precious Lord so loved
The Jesus of old Calvery,
His body has left the tomb,
Alive triumphth over ancient rilvery…
There's a light on the horizon,
Eyes of faith and hope can see
Though covered by intentional lies,
Lies of the evil one, traps of ego and pride
Liars you believed now wither and die…
Choose today who you will serve,
God or concoctions man theorized,
Here, now, trust or let your life dive,
Will you trust your heart and soul
You have the chance to live to be alive…
There's a light on your horizon,
For eyes to open wide,
Faith will help you to see,
Just one move toward it
Will carry you all the way, just believe…
Jesus is Alive!



Today I’m just wondering if maybe…

Maybe there isn’t only one

defining decision of our lives,

Maybe it’s not all threatened by one

stumbling, unexplained nose dive.

Maybe the corner turned isn’t

unforeseen every time,

Maybe the circumstances couldn’t be

any better yours or mine.

Maybe we’ve all done the best we could

with what we understood,

Maybe these storms will sweep

the dust from our eyes with a flood.

Maybe fences do exist for

very practical reasons,

Maybe doors and windows bang down

so time comes in every season.

Maybe the sun will set this evening

and the moon arise,

Maybe the stars will twinkle across

the night sky when God sighs.

Maybe there isn’t one falling star

to wish upon or do we find,

Maybe it’s the wishing we need

to leave behind?

Maybe our dream isn’t of failing

but really of success,

Maybe the last breath we take

is this one or even less.

Maybe our last breath should

already have come and gone,

Maybe it isn’t belief or faith we’re

lacking or for what we atone.

Maybe the footsteps we hear

are our own on the path

Maybe the rain billowing down

drenching us is a wild bath.

Maybe these troubles are like

pearls warmed by the sun.

Maybe they form the ladder

we’re to be climbing to see,

Maybe, just maybe, we’ve known

all along what would be?

Maybe somewhere deep inside

us where we hide

Maybe that door is flinging itself

wide open to the outside.

Maybe this is our time to rise

to God’s desire for us

Maybe it has been there all

along for us a must.

Maybe the parachute isn’t as

necessary as we think,

Maybe wings we can’t begin

to see won’t let us sink.

Maybe the pearls are every grain

of sand ever in our way

Maybe little pieces of the mountains

He’s brought down for this day.

Maybe life’s pressure, time and

the raw power of nature

Maybe they’ve made the pearls

we are climbing so unsure.

Maybe instead of having to

know why it is or is not,

Maybe that’s the absolute least

important question we’ve got.

Maybe we aren’t defined by

individual moments in time

Maybe it is the whole enchilada,

the whole rope of pearls, yours and mine.

Maybe all we really have to know


Maybe this is the moment of faith,

leap, trust and let go.

Maybe our wings will appear when

our feet touch the air,

Maybe we’ll fly, soaring free

without effort or care.

Maybe we’ll find we aren’t

ready after all to leap

Maybe we need more time

at the Master’s feet.

Maybe though this is our

time to reach out and soar,

Maybe we’ll sail over oceans

and land to Heaven’s door.

Maybe, just maybe, all we need

is faith for this moment?

Maybe we’ll never know if we

sit hunkered down dormant.

Maybe He says, “Yes” to the

prayer, or He says “No”,

Maybe He says “Wait” or

repeats “No my Child, No”!

Maybe it’s past time we

listen before we act

Maybe if we did there’d

be less that we lack.

Maybe we’re ready and

are too doubtful to know

Maybe we can’t hear Him cry,

“Fly my child! Go!”

Maybe…maybe itself has no

right to any of our parts

Maybe we’ve forgotten Jesus

lives in every opened heart,

Maybe life has its maybe’s,

uncertainties and untruths.

Fact is Jesus is coming again,

very soon, that’s the truth.

Maybe it’s time we dig our heels in

and do the Lord’s will

Maybe there’s still time to save

even one more from Hell.

        d.f.a.v. 9/29/13