Mother’s Grave

I went to mom’s grave today,

There since 1991,

Her body has peacefully laid;

I went to mom’s grave today,

I know her spirit,

sweet spirit is not there,

Her spirit is in the arms,

precious arms of Jesus;

She will always be safe there!

~ Winston Staples

Advertisements

Soaring!

Soon, I will be leaving,

without a jet plane,

flying without wings,

caught up in the air,

to meet the Lord of Lords

and the King of Kings.

Soon, I will be leaving,

without a jet plane,

I know why,

but I don’t know when,

when I return,

I will be in New Jerusalem.

Soon I will be leaving,

without a jet plane,

flying without wings,

to meet in the air,

my Lord of Lords,

and King of Kings!

~ Winston Staples

JUST THINKING!

Just thinking,

about childhood days,

as I listen,

listen to the falling rain,

how we would climb,

into our tree house,

and play monopoly,

all day long.

I knew some,

were less than honest,

as they moved around,

quickly around the board.

Sometimes I long to,

long to have those,

happy moments back;

I realize one grows,

and makes mistakes,

as we travel this land;

so let us place our lives,

with the FATHER,

who knows, always knows,

what for us is best!

~ Winston Staples

 

THE RANSOM!

One day,

a kidnapper came,

he took our beings,

and I know his name;

his name is Satan,

he loves, kidnapping,

kidnapping our souls,

he sneaks in,

without us seeing.

God loves,

the souls of HIS Children;

HE knows our names,

HE sent a RANSOM,

JESUS, HIS SON came.

HE shed HIS blood,

on that old rugged cross,

that RANSOM paid the price,

and in the BOOK of LIFE

HE recorded our names!

~ Winston Staples

THIS MORNING!

This morning,

I opened the front door,

I heard something,

I looked into the sky,

a gaggle of Canada geese,

were landing,

in their v formation,

into a large corn field,

whose golden ears,

they will fleece.

The sight and sounds,

are a sure sign,

that Autumn is here;

Such a pretty time,

to see God’s creation,

so colorful, so supreme.

Thank you Father,

for being always around,

watching, the sky, the sea,

and on the ground!

~ Winston Staples

 

 

THANKS!

Thanks Father,

for my eyes that see,

all the precious sights,

You created them to see.

I see the hills,

rolling over there,

the baby blue sky,

and the babbling  brook,

flowing gently by.

I see the clouds,

fluffy and grey,

as they float,

lazily on their way.

I see the birds,

flying to and fro,

into the branches,

all nice and warm,

a shelter,

from the coming storm.

We see Your creation,

it is everywhere,

so let’s bow,

our hearts in prayer,

and say thank you,

for all  you share!

~ Winston Staples

 

A BECKONING!

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

to where,

the pine trees grow.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

where the babbling brook,

so gently flows.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

come and see,

the wildflowers,

in the lane,

where they  beautifully,

beautifully grow.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

open the word,

the wonderful word of God,

it will guide you,

as you travel this sod.

~ Winston Staples