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Jaye Bennett Feb 2011
Who
Who I am that one would choose to love
To die for my life so that I may not live in vain
Yet alas for me a mortal man
To live in vain is a born destiny
Teach me live a life that the next generation will follow
2010
Jaye Bennett Feb 2011
A snowy day
To my dismay
Till out the frosty window I glance
What I saw brought a smile to this face
A cross outlined by trees
Highlighted by snow
Beckoning me to enter in
Give thanks to the Maker of heaven and earth
Winter 2010
Jaye Bennett Feb 2011
Everywhere one looks, our Creator’s brush has touched
A beautiful painting for the eye, a Master’s piece for the mind
If one lessens their hast, to see the wonders anew

Out a frosty window these eyes wonder
To rest upon natures own cross created in His memory
Tall and straight, brown and ruddy it stands
Outline in white of freshly fallen snow

For a moment such as this, it was meant for
To bring this heart into surrender, and awe
Reminder of Him who died for me, upon a cross such as this
Winter 2010
Jaye Bennett Feb 2011
Where is my time spent?
I wish I spent more time alone with you
Here I am thirsty and hungry
Denying the open table you offer me

When did I choose to move away?
I don’t recall a time nor place
In your arms I found the meaning of life
Now to wither like grass in wind

How did I become so distracted?
I lived only for you and your unending love
The things that are in my way block my gaze
Your face still before me almost a memory

How could I leave my first love?
I learned to love because you loved me first
Openly given and openly shared
Now lust fills the cracks of a stone heart

Why have I depraved myself from the waters of life?
The life you give is unending forever satisfying
My soul aches to be refreshed in your springs
In you alone my mind finds strength for fulfillment  

Take me, make me, mold me I pray
To become more like you each day
Willing to be made willing
To submit to your hands
For you are the truth, the life, and the way
Written Fall of 2010

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