A Train Went By


“A Train Went By”            Mark Ettinger

 

It was early September when I first saw Amber – standing along a dirt  road

A soft breeze was blowing – the  clouds were  all glowing  – Her hair was tied up in a bow

It couldn’t be clearer – I had to be near her

So I took a great step of faith

I walked up beside her and her eyes were brighter

Than the sun that shined on her face

 

And the birds flew through the air

As the wind blew through her hair

So I moved  the hair from her eye

And a train went by

 

My heart was romancing and I thought of dancing

So I asked if she’d like to go

She started swaying with no music playing

Twirling around nice and slow

Then we moved together and I thought – forever

When she looked deep into my eyes

She told me  she’d love to

And I thought – I love you

From then on I was mesmerized

 

 

 

The whole town was talking – while we were out walking

They all said that we’re such a sight

The people were betting – that there’d  be a wedding

Turned out the people were right

It wasn’t much longer – that our  love was stronger

That  nothing could  keep us apart

Without hesitation – I asked  her  the question

And that day she gave  me her  heart

 

As  her words caressed my ears

My eyes were filled with  tears

So  she wiped a tear from my eye

And a train went by

 

And the clouds were drifting by

The clouds that paint the blue sky

And I felt  like I could fly

And a train went by

As the birds flew through the air

And the wind blew through her hair

As I moved  the hair from her eye

A  train went by – a train went by.

 

Another Martin Luther King day-Now what?


It’s 12:01 AM – another memorial day gone for a humanitarian hero for another year.

Will what he stood for and died for live on, or take hold, or are we just going to continue on and bring up the topic again next year?
Let’s stop mere annual recognition and start clear volition.
Give peace a chance – Peace without pieces.

A SIGN OF THE TIMES


A SIGN OF THE TIMES..
Every Church – every Temple – with every name – in every city.
It’s not a building or groups of people that like themselves.
It’s a verb – Be the Church – the called out ones. Go for it.IMG_20160416_173907319_HDR1

Make Love Easy


My contribution to the God of love today.
Something I wrote a while ago but still feel.
God, thank you for your everlasting love

*You’re Easy to Love*

God, You’re so easy to love
You reign over me from above
Your peace is the song of a dove
You’re easy to love

As I sleep, You rejoice over me 1
I just wake up and breathe and receive
Keep my heart fixed on You and believe
You’re easy to love

I love You because You first loved me 2
And You’ve made it so easy to see
You love me and You’ve made me to be
Easy to love

I am weak, when I want to be strong
And You still sing to me Your love song
When I cry, You will capture my tears 3
When I’m lost, I have found You are near 4
You’re easy to love

You’re easy to love because You’ve first loved me
Easy to love and so easy to see
You love me and You’ve made me to be
Easy to love , easy to love.

1. Zephaniah 3:17 2. 1 John 4:19
3. Ps 56:8, 126:5 4. Psalm 34:18

It’s time to listen for a whisper


Are you listening?

Have you ever heard in your spirit, the Lord asking you a question?  How did you respond?

We know that He already knows the answer before He asks the question.

To me, this means that God is seeking the answer within our heart, though not

for Him to hear, but for us to hear our own heart before God.

Elijah, the great prophet of God, became fearful for his life and hid away. He had forgotten his

protector and as it sounds to me, he became anxious and depressed.

He fell victim to his own flesh, and like Peter, who “looked down at the water” started to sink..

He wanted God to let him die, but God had more for him. Elijah was then awakened by an Angel of the Lord who reassured him:

“You’re not finished yet.He traveled forty days to the mountain of the Lord on one meal the Angel had given him .

Once there and hidden in a cave, the Lord asks Elijah:

“What are you doing here?” Then Elijah, letting go of his “prophetic reigns” and caving in to his weakened flesh, says:

“I’m looking for You, because I am alone and useless and they are going to kill me.”

God said to him: “Come out here – the Lord is going to pass by.”

The Lord shows His power in wind, quake and fire,  but Elijah  doesn’t respond to it . He’s intimidated.

The Lord then speaks to him in a still, small voice and Elijah humbles himself and comes out of the cave.

The spirit is strong, but the flesh is weak. Elijah had lost touch with his spirit and was weak in his flesh, but God didn’t lose touch with him..

God didn’t chasten him either.  He still provided for him and guided him. I believe that God tried to revive Elijah by showing His power to him,

but Elijah was anxious and afraid.  Even though Elijah had become weak, God was still able to use him again and even answer the  plea of  his heart.

God knows that in our flesh and emotion ,we can fear such a show of power.

So God, in His Love, whispers to us, so we must draw near to Him and hear His still, small voice.

 Have you ever felt useless or alone? God is still with you.

Have you ever felt like you want to die? God is still with you.

When you feel like this, don’t allow lying, deceiving  spirits to dissuade  you.

Persevere, God is still with you.

Submit yourself to God, resist the devil and he will flee. Raise up a standard against the enemy and proclaim:

“God has a use for me- even in my weakness.” If you’re not sure what it is, ask God to show you.

Don’t  wait for the power of God to come like a mighty wind, earthquake or blazing fire – reviving you and knocking you down.

It’s time to listen for a whisper….that still-small voice that

causes you to draw near to Him, so He may draw near to you..

Read the following verses that God inspired me to write, concerning Elijah and me.

“In a whisper”                  1 Kings 19:11

God spoke – to Elijah in a whisper

Not by wind – not by fire – in a whisper

He will   lead you by still water

Follow Him – trust in Him – you will see

Jesus calmed the stormy water

With His voice- Peace be still – Peace be still

Are you listening for a whisper

Just draw near- near to Him -you will hear

Hearing Him- not the wind- in a whisper

Listen for a whisper

A voice that draws you near

Move a little closer

Closer so you hear

You won’t hear crashing thunder

Or see a blazing flame

Only Holy Passion

When Jesus says your name

In a whisper- In a whisper

Love of God – calling you

In a whisper

Not by wind – not by fire

In a whisper

Peace be still

In a whisper – In a whisper

Are you listening?

Rather than Judging


 

 

 

 

 

 

Judging points out the thorn and misses  the rose

It sees the wrong stroke on a beautiful painting – blind to the artist’s heart

Judging finds the crooked stitch on a quilt – removing its warmth

It shows the chip out of a wooden chair – not as a place to sit and rest

When you judge – you become the thorn

You paint the wrong stroke

You sew the crooked stitch

You become the tool that chips the wood

You could be the softness and the scent of that rose – drawing others near

You could be the pallet and the vastness of its colors – brushing beauty

You could be a thread that weaves us together

You could polish the grain of the wood – allowing the tree to live again

Rather than judging – choose to be the painting of the rose on the quilt

over the chair.

I Remember – for Oklahoma – for everyone.


My favorite Iris bloomed again today. I wanted to re-post this writing from two years ago as a memorial for Oklahoma – a reminder to remember

I remember the Iris, that I’m so glad I took a photo of.  It only lasted a day and it was gone. Now I can remember it whenever I want to.

I remember handwritten letters. I can’t remember the last time I received one.

I remember the friends I used to have. Some of which, I don’t  know where they are.

Some of them I don’t see anymore – some I do. Some just must not see me.

I remember the good times with them.

I remember when my piggy bank had potential. Now I’d have to put a bank the size of a car in my garage. I remember when  my bank got me a candy bar or a soda or a gallon of gas.

I remember playing army with my friends outside. Now it’s a virtual game friends play inside. At least it’s still just pretend.

I remember when the rain was fun. Now it scares some people.

I remember when I didn’t know God. It was a free for all – anything goes.

Now I’m free from that – it all had to go.

I remember when I could remember more than I can remember now.

That’s ok, some things we don’t need to remember.

I remember the Iris, so beautiful and full of color.

I remembered to take a picture of it- it only lasted a day.

Remember to grasp and appreciate all that you can each day.

Some things, though so beautiful, change the next day.

Remember to tell those that you love – that you love them.

Don’t just tell them – love them.

Remember the Iris – remember.

The Iris