"Come to me, all you that are weary
and are carrying heavy burdens
and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you,
and learn from me; for I am gentle
and humble in heart,
and you will find rest for your souls.
For my yoke is easy,
and my burden is light."

Mathew 11:28 NRSV


You carry heavy burdens
of options you have few
I know it is great hardship
for I was once like you
I had a weary heart and mind
walking in your shoes
but I found a Helper
In Him I was imbued
So take His yoke upon you
He will help with all you do

when the Word was written
two oxen used to plow
and were yoked to the heavy carts
great burdens to allow

two* oxen were used
held together with yokes of wood
one was inexperienced
the other understood

one was young and weaker
the other strong and hale
it would help the weaker one
who may slip and fail

it would stand by patiently
while the young one balked and grumbled
it would lift the weaker beast
if it fell or stumbled

this is what our Lord does
He helps when we slide
if we take His yoke upon us
and in Him abide

are you weak and tired?
under burdens groan?
Take His yoke upon you

and you'll
NEVER BE ALONE


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/29/2016

@--\-----

a
sinking
blossom
on
the
strand

the
surf
pulls
her
f­rom
the
sand

crystalline
from
wave's
assault

her
petals
become
­light
and
salt

giving
in
to
life's
duress

she
must
be
equal
to
­the
test

caught
in
trech'rous
undertow

she
swims
to
where
she
n­eeds
to
go

you'll
see
her
shine
an
aqua
glow

be
it
fast
or
be
i­t
slow

with
the
seaweed
she
will
flow

she
will
find
her
given
p­ath

with
the
dolphins
she
will
laugh

it
is
not
she
you
should­
applaud

she
shines
through
a
loving

GOD


SoulSurvivor
(­C) 12/28/2015

-

as a babe on mama's breast
a time to sleep, a time to rest
no worries there, no time of test
as she held us to her chest

then came a time to fall and balk
eventually we learned to walk
then, stuttering, a building block
eventually we learned to talk

eventually truth made us cry
soon we learned to question why
and we found out by and by
it's much easier to lie

we worked at it, there was a "trick"
and with each twist became more sick
our candles burned down to the wick
we built our walls up brick by brick

because of other people's stealth
and the need to accrue wealth
we protected pride and self
and put our conscience on the shelf

in this mire of greed and pride
we built our fortress tall and wide
our morals then began to slide
and then we're truly dead inside

around our castle dug a moat
alligators there to float
in its safety we could gloat
became more distant and remote

how could we let people in?
if we're locked safely within?
hoarding all with deathly grin
did we really truly win?

the time is right, the need is great
to build a bridge, ***** a gate!
soul starvation is your fate
and then, my friends, it is too late!

you are dying by degrees
you are starving, under siege!
Oh, what a tangled web we weave!
and within is where we freeze
time to get down on our knees

set an arch, light a fire
dance around the funeral pyre!
of your hatred and desire
yes, my friends, you can move higher!

let everybody see the light
as it breaks through dead of night
break free people! You must fight!
in the end you'll come to sight!

sing! Oh yes! make glorious sound!
let your bridge be solid ground!
you'll find if you look around
you were lost

but now you're found!


SoulSurvivor
written 11/7/2013
rewritten 12/26/2015
(C) all rights protected

10W

plants
in
the
driest
soil
always
have
the
D
E
E
P
E
S
T

R
O­
O
T
S


SoulSurvivor
(repost)