“The Nests of Red Barn”, a worship poem from L.Willows (Blessing, Gods Peace, Trusting God)

Winter’s green fields come round full of grace.
Valleys run deep to catch the sun’s lace.
Hills and mountains run full yonder cast
a lavender grey mist woes deep from the vast.

Nearby farmhouse stand upright, straight and red
held generations are warm, bred and well-fed.
And as the horses, goats, cows all graze in the fields,
it seems that they know of a treasure there sealed.

Peace lies in the whispers and the hallows of red Barn;
In the huddle of chickens and cat nesting in hay yarn.
Here is the core of all life on the farm,
All rest on the eve of a home next to each,
each creature sweet nested, with Farmer in reach.

© 2016 Linda Willows

Isaiah 12:2 — “Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation.”

Isaiah 26:3 –“You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you.”

2 Thessalonians 3:16 –“Now may the Lord of peace himself give you peace at all times in every way. The Lord be with you all.”

“Hold This Dear Mountain”, a poem from L.Willows

Hold this Dear Mountain

My heart does long for a mountain to hold
with deep embrace and prayers that unfold
into the sweetened winds, as all things are told.

Do you see the rock, the boulder, the tree?
They are each a friend, they are dear to me.
The mountain waits; the ancients see.
They bid my heart, they set me free.

Rocky heights rush towards a heaven rare,
Oh Holy Spirit, I feel Thee there!
My Own is lifted, endowed in the Air.

My soul soars throughout, as on the wings of a dove
In embrace with the Earth,  held so rare, high above.
Nature’s shoulders keep vigil, they see; they love.
Oh, hold this dear Mountain, it’s the Lord’s Treasure Trove.

©2012 Linda Willows

Psalm 61:2 –-From the end of the earth I call to you when my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Psalm 62:7-8 –On God rests my salvation and my glory; my mighty rock, my refuge is God. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him; God is a refuge for us. Selah

“Take Us To Church”, a worship poem from L.Willows (A Holy Temple, Christ Jesus, Belonging to God)

Take Us to Church

Take us to church this morning, this day.
Take all our hearts in a chorus that prays,
singing together in praises that say-
We belong to you forever, and cannot stay away.

In this Gathering-Home, Your own place alone,
we rest with you Jesus – from all of life’s roam.
Hushed in the midst of Your Spirit’s delight,
calmed in the Love of Your Kingdom’s invite.

Take us to church in the promise of Life.
Sanctify us as we gather through strife.
Bless every heart that enters Your Door.
that thirsts and drinks, and receives The Lord’s pour.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Psalm 100:3 —Know that the Lord, he is God! It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.

Ephesians 2:19-22 —So then you are no longer strangers and aliens, but you are fellow citizens with the saints and members of the household of God, built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Christ Jesus himself being the cornerstone, in whom the whole structure, being joined together, grows into a holy temple in the Lord. In him you also are being built together into a dwelling place for God by the Spirit.

John 10:9-10 -I am the door. If anyone enters by me, he will be saved and will go in and out and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.