What Nature Teaches Me

I do often find myself,

When thinking quietly,

About the world around us, 

What has nature taught to me?

As I see the reds and golds, 

Of Autumn's cheerful glory, 

I see the falling leaves and think, 

What is nature teaching me? 

I watch the wind blow through the grass, 

As the leaves fly from the tree, 

I think of faith, and things not seen, 

The ways nature teaches me! 

I think of winter coming soon, 

Like the Saviors misery, 

Taking color from the world,

What nature teaches me...

But after winter, spring will come,

With all it's brightness be, 

Like Christ rising from the tomb, 

And His nature teach to me! 

Oh Lord my God, what is my part,

In making all men free? 

May nature fill my heart with light, 

By what it teaches me. 

If These Things Fill my Heart

Faith, Hope, Charity, Love,

With an eye set on the glory above! 

I wish it were just that easy,

To be just who He wants me to be...

Faith is believing in what isn't seen,

this is the key to who I'd rather've been. 

It's so hard sometimes to know what to do,

But with it, Christ, will bring me on through!

Hope is something deep down inside,

Sometimes something which I'd like hide.

It is simply something you want to be true,

Sometimes it's something not true about you...

I love you so much, you see, 

I want to give to you through Charity.

Not just with money, so bland.

But by reaching out a caring hand! 

Love is not what you think, it's a verb.

It's how we act on God's mighty word!

Through service and joy and softness of heart,

it's love that shows me just what is my part! 

The last of these points, the hardest of all,

Is constantly keeping my eye on the ball.

It is in the last stanza, the key to my plight, 

If these things fill my heart, then my actions are right! 

From Red to White

From white to red,

From red to white,

The Moon glances down

In the deep of the night.

* * * *

As I gaze toward the Heavens,

And think of the strife,

I can’t help but ponder,

The Lord, my Savior’s life!

* * * *

That despite all His glory,

He came to follow the plan,

And though He was so perfect,

He bled for all of man.

* * * *

And just like the Earth,

Blocking light from the Sun,

The Noble of Birth

Died for everyone.

* * * *

Now as I ponder

The Moon so bright,

Though your sins be scarlet,

Your burdens may be light!

* * * *

I know that I’m His,

This life is not mine,

He has shown to me His love,

In the Moon, in a sign.

* * * *

From white to red,

From red to white,

My Savior can heal me,

In the darkest night.