Stroll Through The Dark

I may run or I may stroll,

in this journey of my soul.

As I engage in mysteries,

I know God is here with me.

Humble Lesson

I confess and have contrition. 
I’ve not been, in submission.

I’ve tried to do things with my own hands. 
By my strength I’ve worked to stand.

Thus I earned what I could not afford. 
Better to wait on the Lord.

Who planned success before I began.
Who sought to raise a humble man.

Opening The Blind

My eyes have been opened.

Now I have seen.

Things aren’t the way,

that I thought they have been.

I don’t know if I,

should laugh or cry.

Since I discovered what I,

thought I knew was a lie.

The Prayer of the Optina Elders

Grant unto me, O Lord, that with peace of mind I may face all that this new day is to bring.

Grant unto me to dedicate myself completely to Thy Holy Will.

For every hour of this day, instruct and support me in all things.

Whatsoever tidings I may receive during the day, do Thou teach me to accept tranquilly, in the firm conviction that all eventualities fulfill Thy Holy Will.

Govern Thou my thoughts and feelings in all I do and say.

When things unforeseen occur , let me not forget that all cometh down from Thee.

Teach me to behave sincerely and rationally toward every member of my family, that I may bring confusion and sorrow to none.

Bestow upon me, my Lord, strength to endure the fatigue of the day, and to bear my part in all its passing events.

Guide Thou my will and teach me to pray, to believe, to hope, to suffer, to forgive, and to love.

Amen

The Unfurious Sound

The sound of the world

is as falling brass,

the continuous noise,

of breaking glass.

The sound of the Spirit,

is like a gentle wind,

a whisper of love,

that one hears within.

Not By My Grit

With grit and determination, 

I struggled for salvation. 

Failure drove me to quit. 

But Jesus obtained it.

Acts Of Mercy

God loves and He blesses me.

He moves in ways I do not see.

He lifts me up and sets me free.

All His acts are mercy.

Gold Beneath The Rust (with the Gashouse Band)

 This is a song I wrote and recorded with the Gashouse Band when I was a member back in the late eighties.

I found an old cassette with songs we recorded.

This is not the best copy. There is distortion in parts. But it's the best copy that I have.

It's good to hear the old band, Shirley Dragovich sings and plays guitar. George Kirk Harris on drums. Bob "Crafty" Crafton on steel guitar. James Syfrett on piano. And Steve Derose on lead guitar. I play bass and sing lead.

I forget who played banjo. It could have been any one of these musicians.

The song is called, "Gold Beneath the Rust."

Running The Race (based on Hebrews 12:1-3)

Lay aside every weight,

and sin that closely clings,

look to Jesus our faith perfecter,

who endured the crosses sting.

A cloud of witnesses surround us,

observing our running of the race.

Consider all that Christ bore,

so we not hesitate our pace.

Enjoy It While You Can

Enjoy it while you can.

It won't always stay.

Embrace it while it's here.

It will go away.

It's the way of things,

that they don't stay the same.

In fact the only constant

in this world is that things change.

You don't often know

when it may go away.

Think of it as though

this is its last day.

Whether today brings you

moments of joy or pain,

Never take for granted

all tomorrows are the same.

Light Of Day

If Not For You

This is the first time I ever tried to perform this song.

I'm singing quiet so I won't wake anyone. And I scramble the words a bit.

And my fingers slipped here and there. Outside of that I guess it shows possibilities. lol

I always liked this Bob Dylan song. Especially the George Harrison version.

Well I guess this is mine. "If Not For You." 

Memorial

Remembering and giving pause,

for the sacrifice to a cause.

A dream, a promise, an ideal.

A destination far off still.

Honored kinsmen, brothers in arms,

courageous, in the face of harm.

Empty spaces, in our ranks,

We bow our heads, and give thanks.