He That Scattereth Increaseth

IS thy cruse of comfort failing?
Rise and share it with another,
And through all the years of famine
It shall serve thee and thy brother. 12-Grow Love

Love Divine will fill thy storehouse,
Or thy handful still renew
Scanty fare for one will often
Make a royal feast for two.

For the heart grows rich in giving;
All its wealth is living grain;
Seeds which mildew in the garner,
Scattered, fill with gold the plain.
Is thy burden hard and heavy?
Do thy steps drag wearily?
Help to bear thy brother’s burden;
God will bear both it and thee.

Numb and weary on the mountains,
Wouldst thou sleep amid the snow?
Chafe that frozen form beside thee,
And together both shall glow.
Art thou stricken in life’s battle?
Many wounded round thee moan;
Lavish on their wounds thy balsams,
And that balm shall heal thine own.

Is thy heart a well left empty?
None but God its void can fill;
Nothing but a ceaseless Fountain
Can its ceaseless longings still.
Is thy heart a living power?
Self-entwined, its strength sinks low;
It can only live in loving,
And by serving love will grow.



Delicate Strands-Hand Crafted


Delicate strands knitted together with love
Created by the master artist above
Each and every thread is unique
More valuable than any antique

Every fiber is crafted a certain way
Yes, He is the potter and we are the claypotterhands
Each and everyone is designed by God
Placed in the womb leading to the path he’ll trod

There are no imperfections and no mistakes
He crafted one and all for the road they would take
He knew you before He ever placed you in the womb
Knows all about you; doesn’t have to assume

He knew where you’d live and your destiny
Knew the type of person you’d grow up to be
Every life He crafted with His hands
Knew how you’d fit right into His plans

There are no accidents in this life you lead
There’s a reason for everything even when you bleed
Every motion that we make has a reason in time
As well as every rocky road and hill we climb

God knows the ways of our heart
He gives choices as to the life we’ll impart
He loves us all unconditionally as a father should
But He will never make you follow even though He could

Precious children that He knitted one by one
Hoping one day they will accept Him through His Son
Rejoicing in the day He can bring us all home
Where His children will never more have to roam.


The Rain of God

Lord, you send the rain,
Giving water to the church,
To wash us and to cleanse us,
To quench our endless thirst


The rain that falls on us
Is often what we’re needing,
To refresh us and restore us,
A time of awesome blessing


For often we may feel
That we are in a drought,
In need of refreshing waters
When we are running out


For with the rain of God
Comes the growth that we need
And life springs forth from it
Just like a little seed


For if we don’t have rain,
How can our spirits grow
And flourish to produce
The crop that God has sowed?


So rain on us, dear God,
Draw us deep into your spring,
So our thirst can be satisfied
When we come and freely drink.

M.S. Lowndes


Small Seeds

God has a neat way, of meeting our needs.

Through each moment in time, by planting small seeds.imagesO81QSZY0

Though years may go by, and dark winters set in.

When Gods timing is right, He makes springtime begin.

The sun shines its light, and the rain gets poured out.

Hard ground becomes softened, and seeds start to sprout.

These sprouts might be trod on, or bent as the wind blows.

Yet through all of these trials, they somehow still grow.

The sprouts that you see, have roots deep in the ground.

They drink water of life, that help them stay sound.

Let’s give God the glory, for making seeds grow.

And ask for His blessing, on the hands that did sow.

Ken Leath

Fully Persuaded


For most of us, the pattern is unmistakable: the moment that we face a major obstacle, we fall helplessly to our knees and plead with God to lighten the load-or even change the circumstances if possible altogether.  We beat on the door of Heaven until we get an answer to our desperate plea for help.  And somehow with the answer, however it may come….also comes growth.

Hard times are a part of life, we can’t escape them.  However, we can grow by experiencing them.  When we allow dark seasons to drive us to our knees, we realize that we aren’t wading through the valley of despair alone.  No!  God is there walking beside us and ordering each and every step along the way.

During these times our faith is being awakened, and our resolve is being strengthened too.  The result is a lift of our spirit, as we totally trust Him for deliverance.

We can be fully persuaded that God is always faithful!  Always!

A life in unison with God doesn’t guarantee a life free of pain, sorrow, and disappointment.  Yet, it does guarantee that we will grow from the season a better person than we were before.

If you are going through a season of “trial and tribulation”. Don’t let it get you down, except on your knees.

 But in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:37-39

Betwixt and Between

each day

Time has passed; I’m growing old.
There is much that I have seen
betwixt the time when I was born
and all the years between.

Many a lesson has been learned
on this journey of my life
with mountains of joy and happiness
and valleys of toil and strife.

Through years of struggle, I came to see
the value of work and trial.
In time I learned to be content
and reflect on it awhile.

And in those quiet moments,
I learned this to be true:
My life would have no meaning, Lord
if I had not found you.

Every day I thank you
for the joy I have known
and for blessed assurance
I was never left alone.

Bless the people who have touched my life;
bless the ones I’ll never know.
Plant seeds of love within my heart
and nurture them to grow.

Take my heart and soul, dear Lord
that I might do your will
and lead some other long lost soul
to kneel on Golgotha’s Hill.

~ Linda Gleason ~
It is not possible for me to stand at Golgotha,
but I have read about, and I believe, what happened there.
I know that my Lord suffered and died for me.
And, as painful as that knowledge is, I am thankful
that he allowed me to understand what he sacrificed and why.

I Got It (I think)


Deep down, every parent wants to raise children that are strong, courageous, and bold enough to take on any challenge that life may bring.

No one wants to see their kids break down when situations don’t go their way or not have the innate ability to find a solution when one door closes. Especially us dads. We want our kids to possess the natural instinct to be quick on their feet. To be able to find a way or create one. That is a reflection of good parenting. It is the fruit of depositing years and years of wisdom into your son or daughter.

But even after all of the talks, the advice, the warnings, it is not surprising when that day comes that in the middle of one of your well crafted speeches, your beautiful seed looks at you with that “let me school the old man” look on their face and says “I got this!” It can even happen during the adolescent years while teaching how to ride a bike or throw a ball your little man or angel or monster, whatever it may be, looks back at you and screams “Dad, I got this.”

It can be paralyzing to a parent to hear those words.

Often you don’t even have a comeback for it. If you were quick enough, you would say “Baby, no you don’t!” It is almost a “how dare they think they know how to do this better than I do. I created this! I’m old school! I was doing this before you were even born.”

Based on the amount of times you hear that phrase, at some point even the most endearing parent will step back with a smirk on their face and say “ok.” Because you have come to the conclusion that you are observing a child that you have maxed out on constructive dialog and now you’ve got to bring in the big gun of experience to teach this thick headed child what words can’t. So you step back, already knowing what the outcome will be, so life can become your child’s new coach.

The seed of pride inside of the child and the adult will push us into realms of over self confidence that makes us think we know better than the teacher. The arrogance born from the seed of Adam and driven by the pride of life that at times will let us hear God, read his word, even observe the warning signs he places in front of us yet still we find ourselves telling God by our choices and actions “God, I got this.”

Just like a loving father who knows already the outcome, He steps back and allows life to be our coach. Here’s one thing I’ve learned, family: every lesson ain’t necessary. The observance of the warning signs should be enough at some point in our lives that the tough love of letting us bump our heads is no longer necessary.

Some bruises you carry forever.

So after many hits and failures and the whispers from the proverbs saying “I told you so..” I have come to the conclusion..

“I DON’T got it!”

… and I am totally okay with that. I don’t know the right road to choose. I don’t have all the answers as a father. I am not strong enough to have certain friends or choose certain jobs; no matter how profitable they are. I don’t have power on my own, I need your help God. How many times does God have to step back and show you tough love because you think you can fix you?

Save yourself the forty year journey in the wilderness, baby. The promised land is for kids that need the Father’s help. And there’s not a father out there that doesn’t love being needed… including the father of your soul.

-Kirk Franklin