Just Me and Jesus

God has an annoying way of giving me writing prompts sometimes. Two o’clock in the morning seems to be one of His favorite times to do such shenanigans.

Just Me and Jesus was set to a tune as I awoke in the wee hours one morning. The chorus played in my head while I drove around. I sang it to myself and contemplated the verses that should go along with it.

Being the storyteller that I am a theme developed over the next few days. I knew a preacher, a doll, a boy and a doctor would be involved. The third verse came to me first while I drove.

The remainder of the story took shape when I wrote it all down. Rather than a song for the entirety a poem formed to fill in around the chorus. I guess you can call it white conservative Christian rap music if you insist on labeling it into a genre.

This video is what became of that 2 AM writing prompt.

I’ll see you later.   Wade

Thank You Heavenly Father

Thank You Heavenly Father

Thank You for the breath in my lungs, a spark in my mind and praise on my tongue.

Thank You for food on the table, friends to enjoy and a body that’s able.

Thank You for love we can share, hugs to embrace and words of great care.

Thank You for songs that inspire, laughter that frees and poems that inquire.

Thank You for babies so pure, innocence witnessed and curiosity stirred.

Thank You for a new day to start over, fresh choices to make and a chance to recover.

Thank You for the will to go on, to continue this battle till death brings me Home.

Thank You for Your plan for my life, including the trials, the pain and the strife.

Thank You for not leaving me me, but stretching me more so Jesus is seen.

Thank You for wanting me by Your side, enough that You came and suffered and died.

Thank You for Your book I can read, the choice to decide to be slave or be free.

Thank You for choosing me as one of Your own and now using me to tell of Your Son.

Thank You for words that bolster another, encouragement to lift a sister or brother.

Thank You again for breath in my lungs, and a vision to see Your kingdom to come.

In Jesus’s mighty name I pray. AMEN

I Saw Those Tears

I saw those tears you cried today

Your heart is broke so many ways

Another terror made the news

Someone else evil did choose

Their senseless act took many lives

You’re not the only one who cried

I saw those tears roll down your cheeks

I know you’re strong though you feel weak

That buried deep secret you had

Those careless words ripped off the scab

You thought you would be over it

Keep pressing on please don’t quit

I saw those tears you wiped away

The pain was deep nothing to say

The grief the loss you’re lonely now

Beside your bed the tears did flow

The world keeps turning never stops

Others need you to stay on top

I saw those tears My Son once knew

When death was near for others too

He knew His time was very soon

To feel the dark even at noon

He pressed on through the pain and hate

So you could be with Me someday

I saw those tears each one of them

Saved in a bottle I have a plan

One day when you are by My side

My love for you I cannot hide

I’ll wipe each tear away for good

Signed your Heavenly Abba Father God.

What is a Mom?

What is a Mom?

Mom is a woman who gives people birth

Her belly is stretched destroying her girth

She sleeps very little because of small cries

You can tell it from the bags under her eyes

Mom puts food in the top side of her children

Then cleans up messes that occur in the bottom

Disposable diapers are a God-send you see

Cuz she’s always behind in doing laundry

She must treat it right or get static shocks

It’s bad enough she always loses socks

She swears next time she’s just gonna throw

That outfit her child is sure to outgrow

Yet another trip to the grocery is sure

To make still more meals  no matter how poor

Mom comforts the sick, reads stories to calm

Frightened kids who regret the coming strong storm

She gives the best hugs and laughs at our jokes

She hangs up our picture of the cat wearing clothes

Mom helps us with science, English and math

Then she treats herself to a hot bubble bath

She takes us to practices and cheers as we play

No matter the sport nor even the time of day

If she’s godly she tells you of Jesus God’s Son

And how He died for your sins yes every one

She’ll make sure you come to accept God’s gift

Of grace never-ending and love that won’t quit

She does this to know you’re in heaven with her

Forever and ever and ever for sure

A mom’s love won’t stop when she leaves this life

She’ll wait for you with Jesus at her side

Your life may have started within her small womb

But it won’t end when you’re in a cold tomb

Mom’s heart is too large to stop loving you ever

That’s why she’ll wait for you in heaven.

May Your April March On

May your April march on one step at a time

with flowers that bloom and poems that rhyme

The sun warms you more a bit more each day

that’s just how God planned it what more can I say

The trees that looked dead now bloom and turn green

their pollen comes forth and causes your sneeze

The mud your dear children wear home on their clothes

exactly how it got there nobody knows

The siren that blows with approaching dark clouds

is trying to save you not simply be loud

You can ignore it and continue to play

or seek proper shelter and ask folks to pray

When the wind stops you can see the aftermath

it is at that time you can pick up the trash

That’s just how life is, one moment it’s fine

then all is upset by a tempest in time

A loved one is ill, or worse yet they die

your job is dismissed all you can do is cry

These storms in your life that seem too hard to bear

will bring forth new growth with lessons to share

You will find someone who needs you to hear

the pain they hold close as they cry all those tears

Just be there and listen at first as they tell

of their hardships and trials you know too well

When they hear how you endured the same thing

your answers will hit home in God’s great timing

He comforted you with another lost soul

now He’s using you to help heal their woe

That’s how all things work together for good

we all help each other as God knew we would

To be like His Son is God’s ultimate goal

the best first step is to give Him your soul

He’ll shape you and mold you by giving a gift

only you can use to give others a lift

May your April march on one step at a time

with grace in each step to pass down the line.

There once was an elf we’ll call Ralph

There once was an elf we’ll call Ralph

Who lived all his life on a shelf

As Christmas drew near

A time he held dear

A manger was placed in the room


Ralph heard the same story each year

Of wisemen and shepherds in fear

A baby was born

Way out in a barn

Instead of some place it was warm


Ralph prayed for an angel to come

And take him to that side of the room

He wanted to be

Much closer to see

This baby they made such a fuss


He knew that some things just can’t be

Like porcelain falling to its knees

He still longed to try

If he could just fly

To see this kid they named Jesus


Unlike this elf we have called Ralph

You and I don’t sit on a shelf

We can come to Him

And He into us

Because we are much more than dust


This Jesus is God become man

It’s all within God’s mighty plan

To bring us to Him

And God down to us

To build a new bridge over sin


So please don’t just sit there and wish

For your life to be happy bliss

You just have to say

My sins I can’t pay

Only by the death of Jesus


Once taken this gift as your own

Jesus you will see on His throne

His kingdom will be

A reality

That will last for eternity


So even if your name is Ralph

And you feel like you’re stuck on a shelf

Give your life to Him

He’ll live within

Your heart to make you like Him.


Keep smiling. Merry Christmas.    Wade

Thank You Heavenly Father

Thank You Heavenly Father

Thank You for the breath in my lungs, a spark in my mind and praise on my tongue.

Thank You for food on the table, friends to enjoy and a body that’s able.

Thank You for love we can share, hugs to embrace and words of great care.

Thank You for songs that inspire, laughter that frees and poems that inquire.

Thank You for babies so pure, innocence witnessed and curiosity stirred.

Thank You for a new day to start over, fresh choices to make and a chance to recover.

Thank You for the will to go on, to continue this battle til death brings me Home.

Thank You for Your plan for my life, including the trials, the pain and the strife.

Thank You for not leaving me me, but stretching me more so Jesus is seen.

Thank You for wanting me by Your side, enough that You came and suffered and died.

Thank You for Your book I can read, the choice to decide to be slave or be free.

Thank You for choosing me as one of Your own and now using me to tell of Your Son.

Thank You for words that bolster another, encouragement to lift a sister or brother.

Thank You again for breath in my lungs, and a vision to see Your kingdom to come.

In Jesus’s mighty name I pray. AMEN

Some silly things I’m thankful for

As Thanksgiving day comes round again and knocks upon my door

I’m thinking of some silly things that I am grateful for

Like fire flies that make a light without a battery

and squirrels that scamper on the ground then quickly climb a tree

I like that grass stands up tall but is smooth under bare feet

and waves that crash upon the shore then leave a sandy beach

A bumble bee should not be able to fly according to engineers

with a body so big and wings too small to lift it in the air

I marvel that fish can breathe in water with gills instead of lungs

but I would drown if I sunk down to depths too far to plunge

Caterpillars have too many feet and are such clumsy things

in time they discard their toes and sprout such beautiful wings

A seed so small goes in the ground to become a bigger plant

if it could choose to just refuse, never mind, it can’t

A pollywog that swims around just like it is a fish

til legs appear and lungs become more than a simple wish

Some bugs can fly while others crawl wherever they can go

I like the way God made each one so it would simply know

The sky so blue takes on such hews at sunrset and sunrise

the colors made by such display are pleasing to my eyes

The stars at night are glorious and awesomely incredible

yet God, it’s said, gave each a name because that’s where He dwells

This God also became a man because He loves us so

Jesus was named before His birth so many years ago

He showed us how we’re meant to live by being one of us

I don’t know why so many fight and throw up such a fuss

He shared God’s love and lived out grace like none I ever knew

yet took the whip and accepted each insult at Him they threw

Jesus died the death we ought to have suffered on that cross

He did it all because of the love God has for each one of us

I’m grateful that I took this gift God offered up to me

I hope you too open this love He gave upon that tree

You never know when your time upon this earth will end

don’t fight with God but open up and become His friend

A relationship with Him is what this life is all about

there’s just one way for you to come that’s without a doubt

I pray you too are grateful for the suffering Jesus took

if not then read the story for you in His Bible book

Take for yourself this substitutionary death He took for you

then we will meet in heaven one day as siblings we never knew

The Day Called Memorial

The last Monday in May is the Day called Memorial

We’re to remember those who gave the ultimate sacrifice

Soldiers who stood in for us to guard our freedoms so real

Bravery so strong a life ended too young to pay that price

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We’ll never know the children they would have reared

They’ll never see those who were born to them be wed

The next generation will depend on pictures as they appeared

There will always be those who remember and are sad

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What we do with our freedom is up to us who still live

If we squander it on personal pleasure we’ll remain small

Speaking for those without a voice is the best way to give

Service to many others will bring true happiness to all

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Jesus is our example to follow and imitate for our life

He healed, loved and taught the people of His day

His gift was so broad He didn’t search for a personal wife

In the end He, too, gave His very own life away

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Today we have, tomorrow is never promised come

Will what you’ve done be remembered when your story is o’er

Is Jesus smiling broadly  by something you have done

What will your mark be on this Day called Memorial

The Color of…

The color of cardinals is as red as can be

They chirp as they fly and enjoy a great seed

The color of bluebirds as their name would imply

Is blue as blue gets even bluer than the sky

The color of zebras is quite a contrast of hues

They’re black and they’re white yet they don’t seem confused

The color of tigers is orange and black stripes

Keep watching him though or he’ll eat you in two bites

The color of polar bears is all white all over

He likes the white snow to hide in its cover

The color of penguins is a tux black and white

They waddle on sort legs and underwater they do fly

The color of Jesus is more varied than a rainbow

He came to us from God and is purer than snow

The color of love is a red extremely dark

From the blood that flowed from Jesus’ broken heart

The color of grace He displayed as He died

When He told the thief “You’ll be with me in Paradise”

The color of forgiveness He showed when He said

“Father, forgive them for they don’t know what they did”

The color of sin filled the air oh so quick

When the light disappeared and it was totally black

The color of doubt filled His followers that day

They didn’t understand and didn’t know what to say

The color of hope chased the shadows from the room

When Mary told them Jesus was no longer in the tomb

The color of peace came to the room like a wish

When Jesus showed up and asked for broiled fish

The color of faith filled Thomas like never before

When he touched Jesus wounds and declared Him “my Lord”

The color of purpose filled His disciples when Jesus left

“Become fishers of men and don’t go back to your nets”

The color of power changed those men so much higher

When the Holy Spirit came to them like small tongues of fire

The color of progress declared itself on that day

When each person knew exactly what those men had to say

The color of God’s kingdom is ours to press among

All people on earth so their heart sings His song

The color of love, peace and joy will fill God’s children

As we spend our eternity with Father God in Heaven

The color of choice is given freely from our Heavenly Creator

For those who choose Jesus I’ll say “I’ll see you later”