That man, Job, That sad man, Job, That mad man, Job, That angry man, That suffering and troubled soul, Behold my man, Job. Have we not all been there? Why, O Lord? Am I not well-meaning, One of the good guys, A nice person? Why must the Cross Touch my life? Am I not Like … Continue reading
Living Now
I live because You died, Not in guilt, But in the freedom of Love. Choices are arrayed before me, Multiplied by the days of my Life. With the breaking Of each New Day, I rise forever To choose You, With the breaking Of the Bread, With the Lifting Up, With the Cross before my eyes … Continue reading
Choice
Jesus, high, lifted up, I adore You. Jesus, high, lifted up, I praise You. Jesus, high, lifted up, I love You. Jesus, high, lifted up, I choose You, As from the beginning, Jesus, You chose me to be. Copyright 2013 Joann Nelander
Who really died?
Who really died? I never saw The light of day. Black descended, Of a kind I knew not, And then no more…. How did I know you? All I knew was you. You flavored my becoming, Your genes, my genes, Your feelings, Emotional rhythms, Touching me By blood connection. All this, And then no more….. … Continue reading
Sweet Cause
The world of men is full of accusers, Innocent as doves in their own eyes. Only the sinner finds a place at Your table, Garbed, no longer in rotting rags, But in wedding dress and festive best. The lowly come And are welcomed. Choosing a place at Your feet You invite "Come up higher". At … Continue reading
Take My Hand
Take my hand , my Jesus. Here I am, Your child, Too small to stand on my own, Yet welcome before Your throne. It is, You, My Cause, Who sets me upright, Through and through, To be like unto You. All my life called, And marked by Love Divine, Under Your Shadow, sun shining above, … Continue reading
