Tuesday, May 28, 2019

FOLLOWING FLOW

I create illusions, definite conclusions
Of how life should go
But I give them to faith, and a double-edged blade
So I can fight with flow

Moments try to capture, ensnare with rapture
So that I cling to pleasure
But the water rushes, in weighted brushes
So that I drop my treasure
.....where eternity grows

Oh how I love sound, the innocence found
In the clear of water
Surrounded in green, without the will to mean
In the truth of being HIS daughter

Dark shadows may dart, desiring my heart
To notice their presence
But the veil hides my face, in the forbidden place
Where I bath in the essence
....of HIS grace

Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-28-2019


Friday, May 24, 2019

AVERTING OBSERVATIONS

My head hurts
Stupid weather...always changing
Pressing in on me
Iron bars, clanging, banging

.........ugh! Can't THINK

This has been on me, for days
Like water in a wicker basket
Always draining, but always there
Maybe it's me
Why are THEY on my mind
THEY are gone, and I'm left to find
Something
While THEY move on...so not fair, THEY don't even care

....to KNOW me, anymore

FATHER of LOVE
I must have peace
Lead me to the place
Where I can fully release

THEM to LOVE

What!?!
Oh no! I know that
I can see it clearly
I have averted my eyes
From them
Judging the ones I hold dearly
...to a higher standard
................than I hold myself

Forgive me, and help me pray
Through compassion so that LOVE
.....will lead the WAY
..........to peace.

Written by Trudy Schrader on 05/24/2019

Thursday, May 9, 2019

BEARING BARRENNESS

Married and full of hope
She dressed herself for fruit
Not knowing a war raged inside
And the enemy had taken valuable loot

Year after year she waited
As many celebrated life they'd produced
While she sat on the lonely pew
Cursing the god who let her be abused

Working with families who had no value
For the children they brought into this world
She got the sentence of death
As the greatest sorrow to a woman, unfurled

No children would ever be housed
In the womb of a raped child
The infection in her tubes
Spread like weeds, consuming life in the wild

....green pasture

Questions arose, and accusations flew
To THE god who knew
....barrenness

Unwanted, and now, unfruitful
What could this woman offer to her king
Except remnants in 12 baskets
That she can't bring to release, in the desperate cling

To touch, to hold, to see, to experience
The joy of a nursing baby
So, in the middle of the night
She ventured faith on the wings of a maybe

He heard! He answered with a yes
And gave her productive tubes
That carried His breath of life
For the opportunity to prove

...He is Daddy God
.....and she is His daughter


Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-09-2019

Note: the sorrow of barrenness is deep and abiding, but is grace is eternal :)

Friday, May 3, 2019

MY VIEW

What is this power being drained
From the vision being restrained
...in real time
I can see the blue streaks volt
As the courage to be me, bolts
...into eternity

Who is this, stealing my essence
Right here, in the very presence
...of a living GOD
Breaking through eternal white light
With the weapons and will to fight
...against LOVE

Shall I believe that HE has allowed
The destruction of land you've plowed
...in the the dark
Can His seed be destroyed through will
Of any force that dares to deal
...with the devil

I think NOT!!!

I have taken note and submitted my complaint
My Daddy God will put you in permanent restraint
...in the end
I have no need to defend or fret about my ground
His presence is here where LOVE is found
...in my heart

I am sealed by His Spirit and yielded on His alter
So even if moments of doubt cause me to falter
...in my walk
LOVE, my constant companion, steadies my pace
As I gaze upon HIS beautiful face
...and I melt

Wisdom bids me to walk on and away from the drain
Offering up, as a drink offering, all my sorrow and pain
...into the nail-scarred hands
Where no tear is lost, nor burden or task ever hidden
To the all-knowing God who is eternally driven
...to LOVE

..........HIS children, 
        ..........though it costs HIM
                    ...................His ONLY Son!

Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-03-2019