Trust (faith hope) Grows In those micro seconds when We step away from Worry (anger fear control) And put our hand in Yours (instead)
Trust
Waking from a trust filled sleep Walking into a trust filled day (with You) Trustworthy One
Snowbird
Farm front room Blah brown stereo Girl cousins singing Anne Murray’s Snowbird We couldn’t possibly be cooler Twelve
Used to
“As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng. Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.” Psalm 42: 1-5 (NIV) I remember how I Used to (because) I was of Use to (and) Now I am no Use to (and) The sanctuary is defiled (and so) I weep and wait (and) Crawl into Your lap Papa (and) Trust You and yet wait in Sadness Hope and Praise
Stacked
I am sorry to inform you that The system’s stacked against you The system's stacked against you and There's nothing you can do I am sorry to inform you that The system’s stacked against you The system's stacked against you and There's nothing you can do I am sorry to inform you that The system’s stacked against you The system's stacked against you and There's nothing you can do I am sorry to inform you that The system’s stacked against you The system's stacked against you and There's nothing you can do
Snowing
Snowing Softly Slightly Sideways Slides Some Safely Sleep zzzz
Winter Walk
Sun High Air Crisp Snow Sparkles (and crunches and bites) And No One Has Gone Here Before
Wait
Netflix hours and Microwave minutes and Instagram seconds belie A world Where Actually We often Wait Struggle Suffer Lose and Wait Some More
More
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Song of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. Galatians 2:20 (NIV) More Compassion Less Anger More Peace Less Fear More Largess Less Greed More Hope Less Despair More Trust Less Control More Spirit Less Human More Spirit More Spirit More Spirit More More More More
I Miss
I miss your smile I miss your smell I miss the way you set your jaw when you’re thinking hard (or mad) I miss your laugh I miss your joy I miss your hair (the way you flick it when you’re feeling sassy and strong) I miss your faith I miss your friendship I miss the way you say my name when you’re annoyed with me (or pleased) I miss being told what to do I miss The essential essence of (irreplaceable incomparable) You I Miss You
Colleen R. Jantzen 