I have God
And He has me,
In face of all
I hear and see.
Though pieces of the fall,
Threaten true belief,
Above it all His glory shines,
Midst of storm, He brings relief.
His Gospel Hope
Forever bright,
In darkest night
Has won the fight.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
Committed to care
For those here and there,
Committed to love
In hope and despair,
Committed to shelter
To build and repair,
For Christ’s sake
Committed to care.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
I like the black that covers me
When there’s no end in sight,
When I can’t find a way
And dark obscures the light,
When my strength has faded
And hope is far away;
I know it is a strange friend
I can’t invite to stay,
I must resist this ebony,
When seeks to take control of me,
Drag me under quiet sea,
Skip ahead to what was to be.
Copyright 2018. L.L. Shelton.
Don’t you know it’s cold outside?
Cruel season I can not abide,
Might as well be Iceland,
So cold it is here, Friend.
It’s cold and winter’s not yet near.
It’s sunny and the day is clear,
And I’m lonely.
Iceland is only
As far as you from me.
Copyright 2018. L.L. Shelton.
A complicated board-
Can it be rearranged,
This late in the game?
Leaving players better off-
Than they had been before,
No longer craving more?
This is the age old question-
Answer rarely is the same,
And we wonder who’s to blame?
Copyright 2018. L. L. Shelton.
I suffer no illusion,
that you place anyone above yourself,
no illusion
that honesty is an important
characteristic to you,
no illusion
that you are free,
no illusion
that you love me,
no illusion
that you like to dance.
Copyright 2018. L.L. Shelton.
Do you know of this I speak-
Kilimanjaro, with snow in summer at its peak?
God is greater.
Do you know of this I speak-
A newly mapped universe, if stars you seek?
God is greater.
Do you know of this I speak-
Love nailed to a cross, for man’s sin wide and deep?
God is greater.
Do you know of this I speak-
New life, a blessing bought for the meek?
God is greater.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
Is Facebook destroying true intimacy? Is social media creating a false sense of community?
Only if one is not thinking…
When I like or love someone’s post on Facebook (or other social media), I’m not trying to imply a sense of intimacy. It doesn’t mean that I know the person well and love everything about him or that I’ll be expecting to be invited to holiday dinners- or even that I would want to be invited. I’m showing only that I like (or love) what he has expressed here, or I stand with him in this particular thing. When I touch the emoticon representative of a person consumed with laughter- I’m thanking a person for sharing some of the best medicine of my day! When I hit the angry face, it’s because what is portrayed frustrates me. I touch the sad face when I am moved to tears by something shared and the hands clasped in prayer when I know it is the needed answer. When I offer a comment, I say what I mean and I mean what I say. Social media is a tool and like any other tool, it has no power of its own- the power is in the hand of the one who wields the tool. I don’t think I have a false sense of the community being built here, rather I know it is a bridge to community. I like bridges- a bridge can be destroyed if it becomes dangerous but a bridge is usually a wonderful idea.
Copyright 2018. L.L. Shelton.
I am a weak man- it is what it is;
I lie to suit myself,
I don’t know why.
I don’t feel safe- it is what it is.
I cling to truth myself,
And I know why.
Copyright 2017. L.L. Shelton.
I am the leader here.
Whether or not I
Desire the position
Is not considered.
It is assumed.
It is what it is.
I can fold
Or I can march,
I can shout
Or I can whisper.
I can cry
Or I can laugh.
And
There will be a time
When I sing and dance.
Copyright 2018. L.L. Shelton.