hope Poetry

A Land

There is a land

that flows with milk and honey

Where there’s no room for any sorrow or crying,

only room for joy and laughter;

A land where living water

flows ever from the throne

And the praises sing the glory,

the glory of the Three in One.

There’s a place

There’s a time

There’s a land where glory reigns

There’s a God in heav’n above

Angels bow before Him.

Verse 3 and Chorus 3 of Song of Hope by dw

Verse and chorus three. Next comes the bridge and final chorus. I hope you find hope in these words.

Grace and peace to you…


Other Writings Poetry Scripture

Happiness leading to sorrow


There is a false and momentary happiness in self-satisfaction, but it always leads to sorrow because it narrows and deadens our spirit.

— Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island

This follows from last week’s post and reinforces the connection with addiction.


Prayer for when we mess up

Create in me a clean heart, O God,
and put a new and right spirit within me.
Cast me not away from your presence,
and take not your holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation,
and uphold me with a willing spirit.

Psalm 51:10-12, Ignatius Bible

I mess up.

All the time.

Each time is a temptation to beat myself up. I do this very well from much practice.

Over the last couple of years I’ve tried, instead, to pray this prayer or others like it; I find it better to invoke God’s help to change rather than to just try harder on my own.

King David messed up big time; I mean BIG time (read about it in 2 Samuel chapters 11 and 12). Psalm 51 records his prayer after being called out on it.

I need these words in my heart and on my tongue; maybe you do, too.

Grace and peace to you…


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