On the Move I
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
The world is flying by, and we?
As fast as wind, as free as air.
Our destination? We don’t know.
We’re much too busy getting there!
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
The world is flying by, and we?
As fast as wind, as free as air.
Our destination? We don’t know.
We’re much too busy getting there!
how did I get to be
me here today
on purpose
or did it just
An apple for the teacher is
a custom tried and true,
a way of saying “thanks” for all
the good things teachers do.
Oh tree, whose barren limb no comfort gives,
Whose nakedness no calming color brings,
cover in blossoms every soul that lives
and nest, in every heart, a bird that sings.
If I accept His sacrifice divine,
Returning love for love as He has done;
If I forget myself and touch the one
Whose sorrows weigh as heavily as mine;
I consecrate my soul to thee,
who died for me on Calvary;
this life devoted to thy care,
who hung and bled and suffered there;
Will our hearts ever know the love
That does not count the loss;
That bows itself beneath our sin
And suffers on the cross;
I thought I walked this earth alone,
beneath my burdens bowed,
until I found I could not bear
their weight and cried aloud.