Category: Hope

A Message of Cheer

by Lucy M. Young

There's a light behind every shadow,
  In back of each cloud there's the sun;
God's in His Heaven above us
  Showering blessings on everyone.

There's a rainbow in every raindrop
  Sparkling jewels in every snowflake;
God's promise in every sunrise -
  A promise He'll never forsake.

Bright daylight follows night's darkness.
  Sweet release comes after pain;
A smile will replace a teardrop
  Just as sunshine follows rain.

So seek the Lord and His Mercy
  Trust the Master Plan sublime
And look for a better tomorrow
  Living one day at a time.



photo by David Brooke Martin on Unsplash

Age Is Relative

by Lucy M. Young

They say that age is relative
  And I wonder what that means
As the days and years go flying by
  In an ever-changing scene.

My sight grows dim, my hearing dulls,
  My legs refuse to run;
I can no longer dance and ski,
  Or gambol in the sun.

Those days are gone forever;
  But deep inside of me
The happy memories linger on,
  My soul is young and free.

In fantasy I roam the woods,
  I dance the night away
With joyous abandon
  To the songs of a bygone day.

Yes, I guess that age is relative
  And I think I know now what it means:
'Though I may be approaching the century mark
  My heart is still in its teens.

photo by Joel Valve

Wait Upon the Lord

by Lucy M. Young

Dear Father, grant me patience
 While I'm waiting to be healed
And faith to keep believing
 That to weakness I won't yield.

Grant me strength and courage
 As I cope with daily pain.
Let not my heart grow faint, dear Lord,
 And let me not complain;

For I know you're with me always,
 And when the time is right,
You'll heal me, free my pain-scarred soul
 To soar like a bird in flight.

For if I wait upon you, Lord,
 My strength shall be renewed,
I shall mount up with wings as eagles,
 All the waiting will be understood.

I shall run and not be weary;
 I shall walk and never faint;
For your goodness knows no limit.
 And your love knows no restraint.


Based on Isaiah 40:31
"But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings as eagles; They shall run and not be weary; And they shall walk and not faint."

I Wonder

by Lucy M. Young

When Christ was born in Bethlehem,
Born in a bare and lowly stall,
The angels caroled joyously,
Wise men and shepherds heard their call.
I wonder, do they still?

The sky was filled with radiance,
The bright star showed the way to Him;
Glory shown around the stable,
Cattle knelt in awe of Him.
I wonder, do they still?

The night awoke to heavenly singing,
People came from near and far
With love and hope to worship Him,
Guided by the wondrous star.
I wonder, do they still?

We reverently await His coming,
Surrounded by a troubled earth;
Naught can shake our faith in Jesus,
Or the wonder of His birth.
Oh, yes, we love Him still.

No more wondering, no more doubting,
God's great love surrounds us all;
And the star will ever guide us
To that lowly Bethlehem stall.
We know He loves us still.

photo by Batang Latagaw on Unsplash