Rest Now

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

“Come to Me, all of you
who are weary and burdened, 
and I will give you rest.”
~ Jesus Christ
(Matthew 11:28 HCSB)
 
Child, lay your head here gently on My chest,
And let your mind be perfectly at rest.
Don’t let it fill with things you need to do.
But let this moment be just Me and you.
 
Those things you think cannot wait…well, they can.
Instead of yours, this time, let’s try My plan.
For I see what tomorrow has in store.
It’s all that you can bear, and nothing more.
 
There will be tests to stretch your growing faith.
There may be times to hurry…times to wait.
There may be times you feel you can’t go on.
But in your weakness, child, I am strong.
 
I’m here with you today…tomorrow, too.
So rest, My child. And let Me care for you.
 
 
“casting all your care on Him,
because He cares about you.”
1 Peter 5:7 HCSB
 
©Lisa DeVinney, December 2014
 

And Then!

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"…as the nails pierced and bruised the heels of Jesus’ feet…
Satan seemed the victor.
The demons rejoiced because now
they were sure they had been right
in choosing to follow Satan!
For three days it looked as if the war had been won.

Then the stone was rolled away!”
*Kay Arthur

It looked as if the devil’d won.
He’d slain God’s own beloved Son;
His body sealed tight in a tomb,
Closed deep within an earthen womb.

For days Jesus’ disciples mourned.
They’d watched their Lord be mocked and torn,
Hung on a cross; and there, He’d died
As Hell rejoiced, while Heaven cried.

But with the third day’s dawning light,
God’s power burst through the dark of night –
His might and glory on display;
And then… the stone was rolled away!

“There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven
and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.
The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid,
for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified.
He is not here; he has risen, just as he said.”
Matthew 28:2, 5-6 NIV

“’Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?’
But thanks be to God!
He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
1 Corinthians 15:55, 57 NIV

 

©Lisa DeVinney

*"Lord, Is It Warfare? Teach Me to Stand," pg. 86. WaterBrook Press.

Moon Flowers

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Did you know there’s a flower  
That only blooms at night?
It waits until the sun goes down,
And there is little light.
 
Then as the darkness settles in
Beneath the rising moon,
It then gracefully opens
Its luminescent bloom.
 
The pure-white of its blossom
And trumpet-like design
Make it appear, at twilight,
To glow along its vine.
 
A beauty to behold! Yet
Needs darkness to be seen.
How like our own refinement
When trials intervene.
 
For there are things we only learn
When in our darkest night,
As grace then fully blossoms in
The glow of God’s Sonlight.
 
So may we not despair when
That darkness crashes in.
Perhaps something will blossom
Before the trial’s end.
 
For God has sweetly promised
There’s purpose in each test.
And sometimes we need moonlight,
To see we’re truly blessed.
 
“…but we also rejoice in our afflictions,
because we know that affliction produces endurance,
endurance produces proven character,
and proven character produces hope.
This hope will not disappoint us,
because God’s love has been poured out in our hearts
through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.”
Romans 5:3-5 HCSB
 
 
 
©Lisa DeVinney, July 2017

How Does Your Garden Grow?

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God puts us in a garden, 
And plants each flow’r that grows;
Then asks that we would faithfully
Tend to the ones He sows.
 
Some flow’rs are tall and graceful -
A pleasure to behold.
Some share the sweetest fragrance,
Have colors bright and bold.
 
Still others can be pungent,
Or have a thorny stem.
But all are His creations;
And we’re to care for them.
 
They’ll need a little Sonshine;
Some living water, too.
And much attentive weeding
Is what we’re asked to do.
 
How is your garden growing?
Are all your flow’rs in bloom?
Or for your plot’s improvement
Is there a little room?
 
“The LORD God planted a garden eastward in Eden…
Then the LORD God took the man and put him
in the garden of Eden to tend and keep it.”
Genesis 2:8, 15
 
 
©Lisa DeVinney, August 2009
 

He Has Me in His Heart

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“No matter where you are at today… 
if you are a sheep…
The Shepherd has you in His heart.
He will find you!”
~ Linda Sandlin, fb post 1/13/13
 
Because I am His sheep, the Shepherd
Has me in His heart.
If I should start to wander, if it
Seems I’ve gone too far,
 
He’ll climb the steepest cliffs or brave
The heaviest of storms
To bring me back into the fold
Where I’ll be safe and warm.
 
He knows I’m prone to wander, that
I tend to go astray.
But He is the Good Shepherd so
I won’t get far away
 
Before I hear His voice and feel
His staff guiding me home,
Back to the fold where I belong,
Close to His gracious throne.
 
And there I truly long to stay,
And ne’er again depart;
For Christ is my sweet Shepherd, and
He has me in His heart.
 
 
“My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.
And I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish;
neither shall anyone snatch them out of My hand.”
John 10:27-28 NKJV
 
©Lisa DeVinney, January 2013