Tag Archives: Christian encouragement

Hope Infused

Thankful, thankful is my heart, for life has so much good
Joyful, joyful my soul sings, for with me God has stood
Hope infuses heart and soul, for my King’s on the throne
He is God victorious, my shelter in each storm!

Holy holy is our God; the beginning and the end
Who orders planets in their place; the sun is in His hands
Who breathes one breath and life erupts; He knew us in the womb
There’s not one tear, pain, or fear, His hope cannot consume.

He knows our real and pressing needs; He knows us inside out
He knows what we were made for and where we’ll thrive the most
He sees our hurts and sorrows; He sooths and comforts pain
His eyes are on you, child; your hurt won’t be in vain.

Our God is great and mighty; arise and give Him praise
For though we offer broken sin, He sees us through His grace
Our Refuge and our Fortress; our God in whom we trust
He saves us from the fowler’s snare; His shield is true and just.

O dwell within His shelter; find rest within His wings
Love Him with your heart and soul; He is the King of Kings
Fix your eyes upon Him, though storms may rage around
Our Hope; our joy; our shelter – our peace inside the storm.

Thankful, thankful is my heart, for my God steadies me
Joyful, joyful my heart sings, O worship Christ the King
Hope infuses mind and soul, as heavy burdens lift
For God Eternal loves us and we are in His midst.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

The Redeemer of Every Story

No life is past redeeming; though full of wounds and shame.
Failings and mistakes galore, need not define our names.
For there’s a Truth that washes us and frees us from our chains,
It has true lasting power, to reclaim, redeem, and save!

God loves to use the wounded soul, the broken, and the lame,
To prove His great redeeming power, in victory from the pain.
There is no sin; there is no shame, that keeps us from God’s mercy,
For He’s the Great Redeemer, who makes straight our life’s journey.

So if you think you’re too far gone, to be of any use,
That you’ve maxed out God’s patience and there’s no hope for you.
Know that you are not alone in being broken vessels,
The Bible’s full of broken saints that first, were sinful rebels.

O child know He loves us, He has a plan for good;
To take us right here, where we are, and teach us what is true.
That we are precious in His sight, a lovely, shinning vessel,
And He will use mistakes and pain; for our debts; He has settled.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Emmanuel Forever (Emmanuel – God with us)

O child of the most high king why do your hands hang limp;
Why is your heart so downcast; Your stance, weary and bent.
O lift your head and fix your eyes on God the one true Savior;
For He brings restoration and he’ll bring you new favor.
He knows that you’ve had sorrow and that there’s shame and pain;
He knows you’re disappointed but He is still the King.
He loves you more than you can know; He feels your hurt and pain;
But He allows the fire to cleanse and set us free.
He told us there’d be trouble but He will turn it ‘round,
If we’ll submit our rights and ways, to Him who wears the crown.
In submission we release God’s awesome, mighty power,
And rest and hope will fill our souls and we will grow and flower.
He has a plan O little one, so rise up from the ashes,
And fear not as you walk this out for He is true compassion.
Let God go forth in justice, let Him make all things right,
For He sees the big picture and He is truth and light.
O child, trust in Him alone, the Alpha and Omega,
The King of Kings, Almighty God; Emmanuel forever!

 

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Walls

O to be a soul set free from all the chains that bind,
From strongholds and old habits and leave them all behind.
To become all that God has planned; to soar just like a bird,
To be a person shining bright; a light for the whole world.

Removing our defenses; tearing down our walls
To take an honest look at what is hidden in our souls;
To stop deflecting all our pain by pointing at another
And know that God sees secret faults that we work hard to cover.

O bow before our Father and take authority
Over all those strongholds; rebuke them and they’ll flee.
Admit the hidden sins to Him, He knows them anyway
And ask the Lord to break their hold in our lives on this day!

As God brings restoration and as He makes us new,
Instead of building walls to hide we’ll rebuild the ancient ruins;
The ruins that have cast their net from generations past,
That ravaged lives and destroyed gifts that God wanted to use.

O Father, make us whole today; create a new, clean heart,
That’s vulnerable and humble that satan can’t distort;
A heart that trusts our Father with all life’s ups and downs,
With hearts that worship and adore until we win a crown!

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Praise His Name!

He stood there staring out to sea
In a dark storm, out on the beach
The salt was thick as he breathed deep
And then exhaled all of his grief
He felt just like that rocky beach
Pounded and pummeled; dark and bleak
He wanted to be free from stress
His hands hung limp; he longed for rest
He said “O God where is your promise
To hear my prayer, to change my problems
For You know that I am depressed
And I am weary from this mess
I’ve prayed and sought You for the answer
I need You God to be my anchor
How does destruction bless Your name
And how does failure give You praise?”

He stood there silent and then he kneeled
And there he waited to know God’s will
And in the silence God took the stage
And said “Let go and praise My name
Fix not your eyes on crashing waves
Fix them on me, the God that saves
I’m with you when life falls apart
So praise and worship with all your heart
For when you do, you give control
To me, your maker; Father, Lord!”

In his weakness he sang and praised
He started quiet but gained in strength
He worshiped God which fanned faith’s flame
He raised his hands; he blessed God’s name
“LORD, You are good; the beginning and end
You rule the heavens by the power of Your hand
You made this world; You’re in control
No one can fathom my awesome Lord
Your mercy’s higher than the heavens
Your love is deeper than the ocean
Your grace is endless when I falter
I bow in worship before Your alter
O holy, holy are You Lord
My true redeemer; my shield, my sword!”

O Father God, I praise Your name
Use these dark times to bring You praise
Help me to grow while in this storm
O be my rudder; bring me to shore
You are my hope, there is no other
My joy and song, my perfect Father
I rebuke you satan, you’re plans won’t prosper
I break your chains for God is stronger
You are a liar; I am not yours
For I am God’s and His truth roars
You tell me everything is lost
But God say’s “no, I’ve paid the cost”
You tell me God won’t hear my prayer
But that’s a lie and I won’t fear
I loose the power of my great God
Into my life, though I am flawed.

O God, Your children of long ago
Faced a great army and had no hope
They were outnumbered; they had fear
But they knew God was standing near
And so they worshiped and they praised
You fought that battle and saved the day
They didn’t have to lift a finger
For You were mighty; You were bigger
You are that same God, now today
You are our Savior, O praise Your name!

II Chronicles 20: 1-26

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Well Done My Faithful Servant

This is it. We have one life to be our very best.
To make the most of every day; to live our lives with zest,
To value most the things that last; to not be easily daunted,
To focus hard on good and right and blessings God has granted.
Though life is sometimes filled with trials; still what a gift it is!
There’s always good, if we’ll just look, for God is in our midst!

Each day live life like there’s no more, with purpose and intent,
With focus on relationships and in them, always give.
For when we reach our final hour, that’s all we’ll care about,
Not all the things that we acquired or a big bank account.
Did we love with all our heart? …Did we pour out kindness?
Did we forgive when we were wronged, like God’s forgiven us?

God has a special purpose, that He designed you for,
And you have gifts and talents, that should not be ignored.
For you can make a difference in this lost and lonely world,
And you are valued by our God, like gems and precious pearls.
We weren’t created to exist in passive isolation,
But we were made to grow and share Almighty God’s salvation.

When morning breaks take time to pause; commit the day to God,
Decide to bloom where you are planted and on each problem, trod.
Don’t be defined by past mistakes, but rather learn from them,
And you will blossom in your life and truly overcome!
Pride will never bring true gain… but it will bring a fall,
For there is nothing we can do, that God does not control.

Oh Father help us see in life, the things that really matter.
Help us fulfill Your glorious call and raise a victor’s banner!
Help us know our purpose, and help us see our gifts,
Help us rise when we could fall; pour courage into us.
Then on that day, when we stand before our God and Maker,
We’ll hear the words come from our God “Well done my faithful servant!”

Rhonda shelford Jansen

A Teachable Heart

God has you here…
Right where you are
For a well planned reason.
It’s not bad luck or circumstance
And you are not a victim.
But He looks down and reads the heart
He knows just how to change us,
And as we rest in His great love
Stress and fear shall flee us.

Its written that God loves the one
That knows His discipline;
He sees a great potential
So allows the storms and wind.
He uses the hot fire, to purify like gold,
As pressure forms a diamond,
He takes you through the forge.

How can the artist’s paintbrush
Tell her what to paint?
How can a builders hammer
Say it wants to be a rake?
How can the clay in potter’s hand
Command the potter’s work?
So how can we not trust our God
The one who gave us birth?

O help us Lord to stand in faith
When everything is rocking.
Make our hearts so teachable,
So we might know Your calling.
O help us find a peace and joy
That baffles human minds.
That we might live to overcome
And be Your shining light!

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

God Is In Control!

My Lord my God how great you are,
You formed the heavens and every star;
You separated sea from land,
You hold each man within Your hand.
How awesome are Your wondrous works;
Your plans and ways are not like ours.
And though our world may shake and fall,
You stand eternal, above it all.

You order planets in their place
You rule the sun and all of space
The heavens are Your holy throne
The Earth, a footstool, for You alone
The rocks cry out in praise to You
The Great Creator, the Only Truth
All idols fall before Your shadow
All knees will bow, for You are hallowed.

Your righteousness is like the mountains
Your wisdom; an eternal fountain
Your justice; deeper than the sea
Your grace makes Satan’s darkness flee
Your love is like the mighty ocean
Your truth, it reaches to the heavens
The Earth resounds all of Your glory
All nature tells of Your great story.

You are our fortress and our strength
Hide us beneath Your mighty wings
May we dwell within Your shelter
And angles hold us lest we falter
A refuge true, are You alone
A certain shelter in the storm
There is no other in earth or sky
That can compare to God most high!

We know Your ways are higher than
What man can grasp and understand
Help us to trust in ALL Your ways
The good, the bad; life’s twisted maze
O fix our eyes on You alone
To walk on trouble, fear, and storms
To lay down all our foolish pride
To see things through Your knowing eyes
So joy will fill our heart and soul
And peace and rest will make us whole.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

 

Rejoice!

When the fig tree does not blossom
When there’s no fruit on the vine
When the crop I needed to be big
Provides no food or wine
When there’s no sheep inside the pen
No cattle in the stall
Even then I will rejoice in God, my all and all.

God is my source of courage
The Lord GOD; HE’S my strength
He is my mighty army; He lifts and steadies me
He gives me feet to scale the heights
To walk in times of terror
He fills my heart with joy and praise
I worship Him forever!

As I bow down and praise You Lord
Your love will shine on me
With healing balm, with joy and song
I rise and dance and sing
For He has taken all my grief
And traded it for joy
O praise You God my Father
In You I will rejoice!

Rejoice in God with all your heart
Delight in Christ our savior
For He has made each day we live
And He will bring His favor
Our righteousness is filthy rags
But He sees us through grace
O Holy God, the King of Kings,
We Bless and Praise Your Name!

Rhonda Shelford Jansen
Habakkuk 3:17-19

 

The Glass Half Full

Why is the mind so easily drawn to everything that’s wrong?
Why is the natural bend to let the bad stuff bring us down?
Why is it we don’t focus, on what is good and right?
When good and bad live side by side; our focus is a choice.

Is the glass half empty… or is it half-way full?
How do we choose to see our lives and trials that are known?
Will we be over-comers that walk in victory?
Do we know that our mindset will define our destiny?

Weariness from trials, battles for control,
Hurts and wrongs and living pain can darken tender souls.
If we were raised in families that thought in negatives,
Then we are set to do the same… for it’s our heritage.

But if we recognize the truth, that dark thoughts are a choice,
Bad patterns can be broken; our hearts learn to rejoice.
Instead of trying to control, circumstance and life,
Each trial can become a chance to change; to grow; to rise.

The day is what we make it, we choose our attitude.
A thankful heart will shine and change a heavy, darkened view.
Choose to be a shining light instead of a dark cloud,
And we’ll fulfill our purpose and inspire those around.

O Lord help me to hear the words that come out of my mouth
Help me to quickly recognize each negative, dark thought
O give me words of light and hope from a thankful heart
So I bring glory to Your name and brighten up the dark.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Sometimes negative thinking is a stronghold and binding the spirit of negativity in the name of Jesus and loosing a thankful spirit along with being aware of our thought patterns are both required to truly change a negative mindset. Being negative is like an umbrella over our heads that deflects God’s blessings and purpose away from us.
Blessings to you.

 

 

 

Things aren’t what they seem

My eyes are shocked at what I see,
What’s happened to the world?
It’s changing fast before my eyes
And fear is gripping me.
But as I stand there frozen,
A small voice says to me,
Fear not my child, hang on tight,
For things aren’t what they seem.

My job is coming to an end,
Oh what am I to do?
I’m older now; not in demand
So failure’s what I see.
But as I fear the future,
My God, He comforts me,
“Fear not my child, know I am there,
For things aren’t what they seem.”

I’m tired of stress and trials
That plague my family.
I’ve prayed hard for change to come,
That God would set us free.
But as I wait so wearily,
My God says “Stand my child,
I’ll be your strength, your sword and shield,
For things aren’t what they seem.”

God’s at work in mighty ways
That our eyes cannot see.
He orchestrates behind the scenes,
To change and set us free.
We do not know His greater plan,
But He is in control.
So rest and turn your eyes to God,
With deeper faith; let go.

When trials come, when fears abound
Rest in His mighty hands.
Know that He is holding you,
And working out His plan.
He hears your prayers, He sees your heart,
He’s working to that end.
But know He knows what change will take,
And in faith, stand again.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

God’s Great Symphony

God’s Great Symphony

The flow of God’s timing released in our lives
Requires our trust and to stop taking charge
It puts faith front and center and God on His throne
And trusting God’s timing for He alone knows.

You’ve been praying and praying for that unsaved soul
You’ve been asking the Lord to set free all your goals
Rest and wait; He’s at work, in ways we can’t see
Its God’s perfect rhythm and timing we need.

If what we think is best, is not moving forward
If our hopes and our dreams are lost deep in the forest
Don’t give up, don’t despair, and don’t take control
Let the unforced rhythm, of God’s script, soothe your soul.

As long as we’re breathing, there’s a chance to touch lives
With each human contact we’re God’s hands and His light
Even if our lives seem insignificant and small
We’re notes in God’s rhythm and play a great part.

Each life in this world is wanted by God
The great and the small are equally flawed
He has ordained what each man’s roll will be
It’s the unforced rhythm, of God’s great symphony.

Rest where you are, move forward in faith
Submitting all outcomes; He knows the right pace
He hears all our prayers; holds our tears in His hand
As we wait on His timing He’ll help us to stand.

God’s timing is music, it’s a heavenly chorus
As we wait on our Lord, it is beauty before Him
We praise You O God, the true Great I AM
For only You know the beginning from end.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

 

 

 

 

 

Help Me Lord!

Prayer is powerful.   I believe that not only should we pour our hearts out to God with our cares and concerns  but we can also use the bible to frame our prayer life for every situation we are going through.  Below is an example  of taking scripture and turning it into a personal prayer.

 Help Me Lord!  A Prayer taken from 2 Samuel 22

O Lord my God, by the blast of your breath, split the darkness that has covered me; rescue me from above; draw me out of the deep waters – out of the darkness. Save me from the stranglehold of the enemy and all his power and circumstances that are too strong for me to fight alone.  For the enemy came upon me with a fury in the day of my calamity, but, O Lord, be my salvation, be my light, be my hope, be my future.  Make my darkness bright and may others see Christ in me.  Help me to get out of Your way and to quit trying to control outcomes. Help me to allow your holy spirit to work in my life and to change and mold me.  Use me for Your glory and rescue me and set me free by the power of Your glorious might.  For You are my salvation. 

 May I become Your delight and walk with righteousness before Your throne.  Break the strongholds that bind me and my family and set us free from the hurts of the past.  May we do good before Your face and be a great blessing to You. Thank you that You bore my shame and my despair and please carry it all for me.  For I am weak and tired and have no strength left to hide it or “put on a good face” 

May I once again, become Your delight. Give me skill to know how to fight this battle, help me to destroy the army that has come against me.  Give me the strength of the young and the strong; be my fortress and keep my family and me safe.

I Praise and exalt the rock of my salvation, I will sing praises to your name. For you are a glorious and powerful God.

I ask all of this in the holy and mighty name of Jesus Christ the holy son of God.  In Jesus name Amen.

 

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

 

A Song Of Praise

All mighty God, the Lord of Lords
How awesome are Your ways
I praise You in each trial
And Lift my hands and sing
Holy, Holy, Holy
Is my Savior, King, and Lord
Maker of the heavens and earth
My anchor in the storm
Blessing, honor, glory
To the King of Kings
For He alone is worthy
The Lamb for sinners slain
O God You’re such a mystery
Your ways cannot be known
You know the reasons for our trials
You comfort in each storm
You see through my sinful pride
Into my broken heart
You woo Me to Your holy truth
And make the darkness, light

You are my mighty fortress, Lord
You hide me in Your wings
You fill my heart with gladness
All praise to You I sing
Holy, Holy, Holy
Is my Savior, Lord, and God
My mighty shield and hiding place
Your name brings strength and awe
My anchor in the raging storm
My Sovereign God and King
My joy, my hope, my all in all
All praise to You I sing!

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

 

 

 

 

The Baggage Handler

A friend of mine recently shared about the baggage she had hauled around for years. She wished that she’d understood the truth earlier in life that we simply aren’t meant to carry the hurts and the pain from the past.  When we refuse to let them go, the sheer weight of it holds us back and keeps us down. Her story, inspired me to write this poem.

The baggage that I haul around
Is cumbersome and heavy
It’s bursting with pain I hide
That part of life that’s messy
I know that you can’t see my bags
So I try to pretend
That my life has been perfect
When it’s been kind of grim.

Sometimes when I am all alone
I open up the bags
I look inside and cry about
The wounded child within
The little one that needed love
When hurt and pain occurred
The child longing just to hear
One encouraging word
That teenager that struggled
From a terrible event
The young adult who made mistakes
And then felt guilt and shame
My troubles and my trials
That I work hard to manage
Each have their place; hidden away
Deep within my baggage.

If I let go of all these bags
My load would be so light
But I can’t leave that wounded child
How could that be right
It would be an injustice
To set the contents free
For I still want to make things right
For then I will have peace
So I just keep on struggling
Beneath the weight I carry
Feeling like I can’t go on
Though I keep on trying
I tell myself “Keep pushing on”
“Keep holding it together”
But all the weight is pressing in
I’m breaking from the pressure.

A friend told me, I wasn’t meant
To struggle with this load
That Jesus died to bear my yoke
Though it’s dark and heavy
He doesn’t care about my past
He only sees the future
So I looked up and gave my heart
To my Lord and Savior
Then in my deep exhaustion
I laid down all my bags
To let the contents come out
To expose those filthy rags
I took a breath, undid the latch
I let my Savior see…
And as He took my baggage…
I cried… for I was free

Matthew 11:28
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

SHARE THIS:

The Baggage Handler

I recently heard a friend talk about the baggage she had hauled around for years.  She wished that she understood the truth earlier in life that we simply aren’t  meant to carry the hurts and the pain from the past, because they hold us back and keep us down.  Her story, inspired me to write this poem.

The baggage that I haul around
Is cumbersome and heavy
It’s bursting with pain I hide
That part of life that’s messy
I know that you can’t see my bags
So I try to pretend
That my life has been perfect
When it’s been kind of grim.

Sometimes when I am all alone
I open up the bags
I look inside and cry about
The wounded child within
The little one that needed love
When hurt and pain occurred
The child longing just to hear
One encouraging word
That teenager that struggled
From a terrible event
The young adult who made mistakes
And then felt guilt and shame
My troubles and my trials
That I work hard to manage
Each have their place; hidden away
Deep within my baggage.

If I let go of all these bags
My load would be so light
But I can’t leave that wounded child
How could that be right
It would be an injustice
To set the contents free
For I still want to make things right
For then I will have peace
So I just keep on struggling
Beneath the weight I carry
Feeling like I can’t go on
Though I keep on trying
I tell myself “Keep pushing on”
“Keep holding it together”
But all the weight is pressing in
I’m breaking from the pressure.

A friend told me, I wasn’t meant
To struggle with this load
That Jesus died to bear my yoke
Though it’s dark and heavy
He doesn’t care about my past
He only sees the future
So I looked up and gave my heart
To my Lord and Savior
Then in my deep exhaustion
I laid down all my bags
To let the contents come out
To expose those filthy rags
I took a breath, undid the latch
I let my Savior see…
And as He took my baggage…
I cried… for I was free

Matthew 11:28
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Hope in our Frailty

God frequently uses people for His glory that we as humans would never choose. That fact gives me hope that no matter how insignificant, untalented, or floundering we or those we love might be, there is always hope. The bible is full of unlikely individuals that have made a vast difference in the world in spite of the odds. The very people you and I might pass over are often the ones that God chooses because he sees into the heart and chooses the ones that have a heart for Him. He doesn’t care about who we are, where we’re from, or how much money we have. With that in mind, who knows what God has in store for you and those you love!

A simple man with no big plans
No lofty goals consume him.
He didn’t come from wealth or gain
Nor high class education.
Most think he won’t amount to much
His future’s etched in stone,
But thank the Lord, God values man
By his heart alone.
A waitress working hard each day
Just trying to pay the bills.
She wasn’t born to silver spoon
Nor were her wants fulfilled.
Just working class and most would think
For her there’ll be no change;
But we don’t know, what God has planned
Nor what He has arranged.
God sees beyond her circumstance
Fulfilling hidden dreams.
Think about a fisherman,
Who worked in Galilee.
A simple man from lower class
He was no Pharisee.
He worked each day, just catching fish;
Obscure from most mankind.
Until the Son of God called out,
“Come fish for souls of man.”
From that moment forward
Peter was transformed,
When God perplexed the ways of man,
And shattered social norms.
David was the youngest son;
A simple shepherd boy.
He had no right to leadership;
Nor kingly path in store.
But God saw David differently
He cared not for mans rules;
For He knew David’s heart was right;
Humble, pure, and true.
God chose the one least obvious
To demonstrate His might;
And David’s place in history
Became Christ’s holy line.

 

God is not confined by man
We cannot know His mind.
He chooses those we least expect
To show that He is God.
He doesn’t look at privileged lives,
Nor beauty, fame, or brains.
He looks into the heart of man
And chooses in that way.
So if your life seems simple;
No wealth or fame in sight.
It really doesn’t matter,
For God only sees your heart.
Do you have a heart for Him?
A longing in your soul?
To serve and grow, to always change;
To give His love to all?
If you do, then rest assured
That God will bless you too.
And you will see what God has planned,
For someone just like you.

 

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

The Hidden Path

 

I cannot see the future Lord… but clearly I see You.
Right now all outcomes seem unsure; I don’t know what to do.
What if things go terribly wrong and my hopes fall apart;
You’ve never failed me yet O God, so I won’t be alarmed.

My God who reaches down to save when in the waves I sink;
The One who loves me all the time, even when I’m weak.
My hope when fear is all I feel; My eyes when I can’t see.
This God of mercy, truth, and grace, is faithful unlike me.

I want to know what lies ahead; but God wants me to rest,
His spirit washes over me and brings peace in this test,
Even though the path is steep and hidden in the storm;
My Redeemer will not fail; these mountains I will charge!

O Sovereign God so full of grace; Please take my hand today,
Lead me, guide me safely home; walk me though this maze.
I lean on You my Savior King; the one who knows my name,
The one who knows my hidden dreams; Your praise I will proclaim!

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Hope Infused

Thankful, thankful is my heart, for life has so much good
Joyful, joyful my soul sings, for with me God has stood
Hope infuses heart and soul, for my King’s on the throne
He is God victorious, my shelter in each storm!

Holy most holy, is our God; the beginning and the end
Who orders planets in their place; the sun is in His hands
Who breathes one breath and life erupts; He knew us in the womb
There’s not one tear, pain, or fear, His hope cannot consume.

He knows our real and pressing needs; He knows us inside out
He knows what we were made for and where we’ll thrive the most
He sees our hurts and sorrows; He sooths and comforts pain
His eyes are on you, child; your hurt won’t be in vain.

Holy most Holy is our God Almighty; arise and give Him praise
For though we offer broken sin, He sees us through His grace
Our Refuge and our Fortress; our God in whom we trust
He saves us from the fowler’s snare; His shield is true and just.

O dwell within His shelter; find rest within His wings
Love Him with your heart and soul; He is the King of Kings
Fix your eyes upon Him, though storms may rage around
Our Hope; our joy; our shelter – our peace inside the storm.

Thankful, thankful is my heart, for my God steadies me
Joyful, joyful my heart sings, O worship Christ the King
Hope infuses mind and soul, as heavy burdens lift
For God Eternal loves us and we are in His midst.
Rhonda Shelford Jansen

A Darkened Path

Image result for pictures of footsteps in sand being covered up

Shifting sands, shifting sands hide a once known path
What once seemed all so certain is lost in grains of sand
Changing times, changing ways, announce a path unknown
Fear and darkness blind the eyes where God’s light once was shown.

Trying hard to fight the change; can’t things just stay the same
O to stop the madness, the shifting, and the maze
I want to know that everything is going to be okay
Why can’t you tell me God; why can’t I stop this change?

Why do You ask so much from me, to walk out this deep darkness
For I am merely human and need to know the outcomes
I can’t tell my own feelings from Your dear, still, small voice
O help me hear You clearly, so my heart may rejoice!

O how I hate the trials, O how I loathe to change
I wish that I could learn without the fire and the flame
But I have learned, its in Your love, that You allow the fire
To change me Lord, to make me new, to be what You require.

O look on me with mercy, though I’m a broken vessel
I need Your grace to fill me up so my soul can be settled
Help me to get out of Your way so Your plan can unfold
For You have never failed me yet, so I give You control!

 

Rhonda Shelford Jansen