Outside In

While sitting in bed
This view I often admire,
Even when rain falls
It brightens, deepens colors
Giving assurance of life.

There are days the power of living seems beyond our strength. Then we reach into our chests to massage our hearts and set lightning to our minds to galvanize our thoughts. Overcoming is then a mustering of the will, for we shall not surrender giving up the light. Love, we are crusaders for beating back the encroaching night.

Had we not witnessed others who kept up the fight, we might have fallen by the wayside. Many have created work amid the devastation of life’s catastrophes, and now we experience their harvest. It motivates us to succeed.

We are whoever
We can be in the moment
Not always by choice.

This moment thrusts us
Into what lies before us
Sometimes unprepared.

Happiness is huge
A state we negotiate
In our agile minds.

A note on the formatting: This post was done sitting in bed on my cell phone. If the spacing is distorted, that is the reason.

I hope each of you is well. If you wish, follow Haphazard Creative, if you rather, return as you can. Comments are always welcome. God bless you all.

©Jo Ann J. A. Jordan.

Things Strange

You think I live, here,
In this home so disordered,
You are mistaken,
I live among merry words,
Thoughts, beliefs, dreams, in my mind.

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Not writing for me,
Today, I write for those dreams,
Every person holds
Where freedom stretches beyond
Now to become forever.

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Just playing with language, which is my favorite object and my fondest playground. If you find yourself with time to fill, you may not feel it ill to spend some moments tasting words and discovering how to mix them. It does not take the highest skill, nor need in-depth instruction, just put your mind in gear and drive it past distraction.

Adapted

A little down now
But I am not so put out
That I cannot see,
The Master of all days is
Working the hours for me.
I shall find it well
When this time is gone and past
He held me, oh fast,
Never letting go though I
May have thought myself alone.
In even the times
Sorrow, fear brought me to tears
God kept the hazards
From mounting in my pathway
Because He evermore loves me.
There is no one like
The Lord Jesus, who died for me
For Him I live, love,
In His mercy, grace abide
Me – His, He – mine, through all time.

Direct…

We are apt to die
Any way, any day, and
Our lives are fragile,
Blessings of mortality;
But we are also precious.
We love each other,
We sacrifice for causes
Or to help live love,
We cry, scream, hope, believe, dream,
And make things happen for good.
We are disposable,
Replaceable to some, but
If we take time, care,
We find everyone is rare;
Such that duplicates never exist.
For a task someone
May take another’s place, but
No one can be who
You are, with individual features,
Gifts, feelings, experience, love,
Dreams, passions, hopes, desires,
Creativity, expressions, modes of
Being in space and through time.
You are a Gift, a Priceless Treasure
Direct from the Heart of the Creator.

Him & Me

God is…

I wonder who I am

When I am here left

Alone to find my way through

These days where I cannot depend

On anything or anyone as in the past.

God is…

He says He is the Way

He says Jesus died for me

He says He will never leave me

He says no matter, I belong to Him

God says He loves all sinners, even me.

God is…

In Him, my life is found

In Him, grace forever abounds

In Him, there is hope for a future

In Him, there is strength for this day

I exist because the Lord chose to love me.
God is…
There is no mistake
He is the Truth and the Life
He is the reason I still survive
He hides me in Love when I am lost
He brings me safely through unto himself
He is the Resurrection, Proof, and Testimony
He is Eternity, and to Him, I cling in everything.