Oh, The Sky!

 

Oh, the sky! The great big expanse of blue

The beauty I want to point out to you

The clouds that drift across like ships

The blues, grays, whites, and sunshine drips.

Oh, this beauty that fills the evening air!

The way God floods us with His loving care

The endless sky with colors so lively and bright

While you sleep safe inside, so cozy and tight.

But, someday, how I hope and pray!

I'll point up across the vast skyway

And tell you that God made it all

And He'll always hear you when you call.

But, right now, my eye drops a tear

So happy to know you're actually here

Though deep inside, hidden away

While the big sky darkens at close of day.

I Look Up to You

Hey, dude,

I just wanna say, I look up to you. Partly because you're taller than me. Partly because you're better than me. Partly because you work hard, serve hard, love hard. You're a really great guy with big dreams and ambitions. 

Sometimes you get tired or depressed, but you don't give up. Sometimes you need a little nudge, but then you get back up and go 100mph, and I'm lost back here in your dust. 

So, I look up to you and admire you. 

And I love you like no body's business. 

May 1

It's May 1, 2023. It should be January 1 for how cold it is. Ick. I don't like it.

But, there's something else. I'm beginning to feel hope. Hope for somthing I've hoped for a while. It seems like a while, but it hasn't been long at all. It's weird. How much I want it; I guess that's what makes it feel long. 

I feel excitement welling up, almost more than the first time. Is it real? Could it be true this time? Or will my dreams be crushed againa? But are they really crushed? I should be more thankful, and I am. 

Oh, my life is good, even if it's freezing in May. 

Something else is shining bright and warm with joy and gladness. 

Dare I believe it?