Fight Song

Never Giving Up

We have the hard hurt down
Knocking us roughly around
But we keep reaching higher
Trusting God to lift us out,
Because Jesus is stronger
Than every personal storm,
He has been fighting longer
Than we have ever known.
Our Lord, what he has begun,
He will never desert
He fights against our hurt,
Tears may often fall
But Christ hears every call
He will be with us, exceeding
Each need throughout eternity.
Our struggles shall not be lost
Jesus paid our debt upon His Cross
He counted our lives
Worth sacrifice at any cost,
We can stand with Him
When our lives are most grim;
Our Savior will come again
He will gather us all in
He promised a home with Him.
Come now, each who has trouble
Jesus will gladly meet our needs
When we place our trust in Him.

When days try to beat us, we have a Redeemer. I am thankful that Jesus Loves me, even in my desperation.

I pray you find strength in Him to weather every storm. He is greater than everything that attempts to harm us.

Production Today

Connections Play

There is no secret
No perfect way to handle
All the things life gives –
It is only now, living
Through each moment, we are, have.
Alarm bells clanging,
Favorite songs playing, blare,
Everything is there
To keep us wanting, needing –
Engaged in doing, being.
We are the present
Happening over, in time,
Carrying talent
Gifts to share fairly and kind
Leaving no regrets behind.
Love is our reason
Even when we cannot rhyme
In all the doing
Filling each second of life –
Understanding the plot line.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Friday, September 9, 2022

Further work with these elements:

Codified

Sunday’s Thoughts

I wrote these with a fountain pen, which is not my best instrument. These are my journal pages. If you read them, you will get insight into where and what my state of mind is.

I would have scanned them into the computer, but my equipment and the program did not cooperate with me. Therefore, I did the phone as I have for the past months.

Showing journal pages is a level of openness I can do, but it is a bit uncomfortable. I have no idea how this audience will react, so it is a gamble.

How revealing can you be? Consider that a prompt.

Blessings, I hope, always find you. Jesus, lend you peace. Live, alive, and Love cause that is why we are here on Earth.

Poem and Tanka

Empty Spaces

When a life departs
A body, only remains,
An assortment of
Discarded things, relationships,
Without breath or animation.
Memory struggles, fades,
As ensuing days
Go on with whoever
Contains the treasure, hard
To guard, uneasily measured.
A longing persists
To catch a glimpse, hear a phrase,
Sweet visage, clear voice
Held dear, but lost from here.
Never, never, until some
Future, Divine Presence gives
Overdue reconciliation
Uniting those who, wander,
Later in, with kith and kin.
No need can find all,
Disembarking space and time,
Leaves suddenly adrift, behind;
What had meaning, without beholder
Begins to decay and molder.
Oh Death, how unjust your taking
Leaving Life to spoils shoulder.

Tanka Explore

1.
Heroes are only
These dreams we greatly esteem,
But may never meet,
No love we share between, yet,
We hope their joy is replete.
2.
Blowing up his phone –
A need I cannot postpone,
But no rainbows come;
Talking to me is a chore
He rather not, anymore.
3.
I love you more now
Than when first I invited
You to share my heart
Knowing over time how grace
Has greatly forgiven me.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Saturday, June 25, 2022