Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Redemption the Trick-Or-Treat Way

The end of October comes every year
bringing many contrasting convictions,
but shows a picture of Christ's redemption
more clearer than other celebrations.

This is the time where good deeds & our best 
are neglected from now being displayed.
Out come the ugly, the strange, & evil
we don't show others, except on this day.

With empty bags we appear at the door-
having done nothing good to deserve it,
though frightfulness appears on our faces
there is a treat for all who pursue it.

Such a picture resonates in my heart 
more than good children with long lists i see,
who hope their nice deeds are number enough
to earn them some presents under the tree.

To the cross with my empty heart open
I came dressed in rags of sin, pain & greed.
Christ saw all of me, with no good to show,
yet He placed something so sweet down inside.

So either way your convictions are swayed
while considering this 31st day-
don't close your eyes to the image that shines
or truth to be shown the trick-or-treat way.

Ephesians 2:1-5 "As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins, in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world & the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our sinful nature & following its desires & thoughts. Like the rest we were by nature objects of wrath. But because of His great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions -it is by grace you have been saved."

Monday, October 27, 2014

Mountain Momma

So much this place has taught me... 
So quickly my heart has grown deep roots in this mountain soil... 
So grateful for our time in West Virginia where...
State pride is defined,
Pepperoni Rolls are beloved,
Driveway grades are steep,
Ramps (and their odor) grow wild,
People feed on buckwheat for breakfast,
Where princesses, flower girls, jesters, and maids descend the hill while the whole state cheers,
Hunting is how Thanksgiving is spent,
And snow days are how January (and some of February) roll,
The place where Tudor's has ruined all other biscuits for me,
Corridor H is about jobs... and about time,
Dedication to sport starts young,
"Pedestrian friendly" is a true statement,
Accents are random,
Families are big,
Rivers have swings,
Motorcycles flock,
Skiing is a way of life,
Where CJ Maggie's serves giant beverages,
The Dairy Queen also has a King,
Snow falls are measured in feet,
Servant hearts serve lunch to those who serve our community,
Life is older than the trees, but younger than the mountains,
Strangers wave as they drive past,
Jamaica Jay's is the first sign that summer is near,
The night life is scarce,
The running community is deep,
The "Ultimate" games are open,
The volleyball courts are regularly occupied,
Where driving an hour or two just to wander a favorite store is common,
Holidays are still celebrated in school,
Highland dancers fling,
Gas is expensive,
Movies in theaters are cheap,
Bag pipes are learned,
Directions are given via landmarks instead of street names,
Blue and old gold are sported,
Mountains are hiked and biked,
Where my babies have grown,
My family has increased,
My husband has been ordained,
My heart has been healed,
My friendships have been forged,
My walls have come down,
Church has been defined,
My love forever will be,
And where country roads will always take me home...