Calling Out to You

Songs

“Calling Out to You” Lyrics by Tommy Walker

 

Lord, You have told us

Lord, You have promised

That if Your people would pray

That You would hear from heaven,

you would send Your mercy and

Touch us with Your strong, healing hand.

 

So, we’re calling out to You,

Crying out to You,

Forgive us of our sin, heal our land

As we seek Your holy face,

We turn from all our wicked ways

Hear from heaven even now as we pray.

 

 

Not By Merit

Poetry

If you tell me how good you’ve been

How many awards you’ve earned

How many distinctions to your name,

I can’t relate.

 

If you tell me how wise you have been

How kind is your heart

How much sacrifice has been given

You’ll leave me in a wake.

 

The only victory I’ve known

The only battles overcome

The only character I’ve won

Has been by His love alone.

 

My strength has been a gift.

My growth gained by His mercy

My path redirected by His grace

This is the only only goodness I’ve known.

 

But, what a goodness it has been.

Never forsaking

Never leaving

Full of compassion and mercy

Always convicting

Always pushing me to grow

But loving me every second of the way.

This is the only love I know.

 

Psalm 63:3 Because Your mercy is better than life, my lips will give You praise.

At Your Door

Poetry

Certain things I’ll never understand 

And some of them cause me pain

But when I place them in Your hand

They never quite feel the same

The sting is dulled, hope gets brighter

Faith feels renewed and restored.

So I’ll keep placing life in Your hands

And keep my torn heart at Your door

Hebrews 4:16

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

Discernment

Poetry

My name is discernment

Trust what I reveal and know

I show you the hidden things

You’d otherwise never be told

I show you opportunities for blessing

And how to count sorrow as joy

I whisper God’s wisdom 

Amid this world’s noise

I sense when something new is brewing

When it is time to block an attack

I sense calmness and times to be still

When to move on and when to hold back

I’m a gift, don’t ignore me

Shut me out or throw me away

Embrace me and listen

Trust what I say

My Pain

Poetry

It’s taken me captive 

Been ruthless and cold

Gripping my heart

Unwilling to let go

I’ve pressed on despite it

Used it to grow

Gotten used to its presence

And welcomed it home

It’s had purpose, made gains

Inspired me to change

Been my friend, left me slain

My daily reminder, my pain

2 Corinthians 12: 8-10

8Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Heavenly Father

Poetry

I woke up in love with You

I could see Your face

I could see Your hand guiding me

Through even this dark place

Your children are never forgotten

Never out of Your sight

Your plans are still in motion

To turn all this wrong into right

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”

Romans 8:28 NIV

A Cross to Bear

Poetry

The trial I want You to remove

Is the one You’re asking me to face

The longing I’m trying to fill

You want to suffice by Your grace

I see You up ahead

Asking me to carry my cross

Telling me Your burden is light

And Your joy surpasses all loss

Matthew 11:28-30

28“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

Sailing

Poetry

You steered me into the storm

On my trusty boat I went

But the winds picked up

Soon flailing overboard

All my senses spent

This was the way to go?

Why on such a rough sea?

Isn’t there a smoother path

Somewhere designed for me?

But the wind against my sails

Taught me a lesson or two

Gave me new strength and courage

And pointed me straight to you

Maybe

Poetry

In some ways, I’m covered in my shame

In others, I sit comfortably in it

I’m beautiful and ugly

Holy and a wreck

I have grand visions

To heal the world

Yet, I stand still

Unable to take even the smallest step

I get filled up with love

Then act out on fear

I’m lead to a grand vision of faith

Yet find myself back here

Each day, in little ways

Maybe the tiniest movement will do

Choosing to do things different

Moving me closer to You

Sacred Love

Poetry

Each day I get up

Let me choose joy

Let me find my faith

Above the noise

Let me rest there

And live

In the sacred

Love you give

That offers hope

Offers healing

Gives my life meaning

That is the love

You give

Psalm 91:4

He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

This is Grace

Poetry

The reciprocity of grace.

The applicable to all situations grace.

The grace that knows no bounds.

The grace that breaks chains.

The grace that makes a way for faith to move mountains.

It trumps all, covers all.

It cannot be torn apart.

It is subject to no question.

It is above the law.

It is Your love in action.

This is grace.

Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord… Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.  (Luke 2:10-11, 14)

 

A Place to Dance

Analogies, Poetry, Thoughts

The music comes on loudly and we begin.  We follow a charismatic and talented instructor leading us through all of the dance moves.  The dances are fun and challenging.  These dance classes have become a place of therapy for so many.

This is where health journeys begin and self confidence blooms.

Friendships are formed and depression seeps away.

Growth is occurring in the bodies, hearts and minds of my fellow dancers today

Maybe this will be the first time someone will dance without thinking or find freedom to give it all they’ve got.

Maybe they are mastering a dance sequence they have been working on for weeks or learning to not beat themselves up if they don’t.

Maybe they are aiming to jump a little higher or let go of the burdens they carried into the room that day.

Maybe someone is learning to accept the reflection they see in the mirror or dancing away their grief or pain.

Maybe someone is expressing joy with their jumps and finding strength in their bodies they didn’t know was there.

This is a room full of people who have come from different places and all face unique sets of challenges.  But for one hour as we are all dancing side by side to the same songs, this room becomes a place of growth and change.  Day after day, we give it our all.  We work through the tough stuff of life and we come back stronger the next day.  This dance class, this room is life.  Who are you dancing next to and what are they challenged with today?  Let’s be patient with one another and keep dancing into a better tomorrow.

Divine Guidance

Poetry

You will make a way through this uncertain road

You’ll clear a path and illuminate my stepping stones.

Where will you take me? You will not say.

Only that you love me and you know the way.

Along the path my Lord leads me, whispering as we go.

Invisible safety embraces me disguised as a “not now” or a “no”.

Holding me to say “wait”, releasing me when it’s time to go.

Where he is leading me, I don’t yet need to know.

One at a Time

Poetry

One step at a time

One day, one choice

One action and moment

One prayer, one Voice

Matthew 6:34

KJV 34Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

NIV 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

Still Waters

Poetry

I see this is by Your hand.

Though not all will understand

How You’ve led me into

Your promised land

The pasture is green

The waters so wide

A land flowing with honey

You there by my side

My soul is refreshed

My heart so content

Each labored step led

By divine Providence

Years in the storm

Now worth the wait

The desires that were born

The mistakes that were made

The changes that occurred

All through grace

Ushering me here

To this moment, this place

Psalm 23:1-6

1The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.

2He makes me lie down in green pastures,

he leads me beside quiet waters,

3he refreshes my soul.

He guides me along the right paths

for his name’s sake.

4Even though I walk

through the darkest valley, a

I will fear no evil,

for you are with me;

your rod and your staff,

they comfort me.

5You prepare a table before me

in the presence of my enemies.

You anoint my head with oil;

my cup overflows.

6Surely your goodness and love will follow me

all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord

forever.

Battles, Laurels Won’t Do

Poetry

This is a spiritual battle

One with which I’ve fought before

But this time I know You better

I recognize this war

The battle between

believing and doubt

Between trusting in You

or trusting myself

I know my laurels won’t stand the test

My best decisions would find defeat

My greatest weapon is my faith in You.

My victory dependent upon my belief.

Perspective on Grace

Poetry

In what areas of Your life do you believe you have God’s favor due to your actions? Have you earned His favor through obedience?

You go to church every Sunday, you study Him through His word, you give time and money to charity, you help your friends and neighbors.

Or do you believe you have earned His favor through the things that you don’t do?

You don’t spend time with people of questionable moral fiber, you don’t use inappropriate language, drink to excess or watch violent movies.

When we depend on our actions to please Him, our actions before Him are like filthy rags. The point is to not depend on the rags whether they are filthy or sparkling white. God’s grace is the only way to His favor. And with the measure of grace that we believe, live in and extend, that we shall receive.

Romans 3:10

As it is written: “There is no one righteous, not even one;

Isiah 64:6

All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags;…

Luke 6:38

Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”

Alone Together

Poetry

When I see You, nothing else matters

When I feel You, the rest of the world disappears

When You gently whisper to me

Contentment replaces all my fears

Let me hear Your voice

Let me feel Your embrace

Let it just be me and You today

With Your voice comes purpose

Your perspective brings clarity

Your loving kindness brings no judgement

Your grace draws out the best in me

Let me hear Your voice

Let me feel Your embrace

Let it just be me and You today

Thoughts

Poetry

All of the noise in my head doesn’t need to come together in some grand symphony

Not every loose end needs tying

Not every uncertainty given finality

This is life – it’s tough. Some days are amazing, others are rough.

Working through things won’t always bring answers but it does bring wisdom.

And maybe today that truth is enough to give thanks for.

Sing Out Loud

Poetry

1st song I wrote – 2002

You will know a tree by its fruit

Let the little children come to me

Open your heart to the Son of God

Jesus said follow and believe

Do unto others

As you do to yourself

Be patient, kind and long-suffering

Hope in the Lord oh my soul

Be thankful for the cross you hold

Sing out loud from my heart

Giving thanks to the One I know

Utterances I do not understand

All my love given to the Son of Man

Be still and know that I am God

I am working all things for your good

I am merciful, gracious and kind

Do not judge others, vengeance is mine

God in the flesh You came to be

You gave up Your life to die for me

How can I give You all I owe

When You deserve more than I’ll ever know

Sing out loud from my heart

Giving thanks to the One I know

Utterances I do not understand

All my love given to the Son of Man

Ready

Poetry

I wanted so badly to be wanted and loved

That I readily accepted a lie

And now all this wasted time later

I’m still having to say good bye

I don’t wanna waste my time anymore

Don’t want to live in a fantasy

Don’t want to keep running to you

When I know in the end we’ll both leave

I’m ready to accept something real

Ready for attraction, kindness and decency

No more faking or playing, no hiding

Ready for some new company

Little Steps

Poetry

Every day I’m taking as many steps as I can

To get closer to my goals, closer to my plan

And I believe if each day I strive to progress

In time, each present challenge will find it’s rest.

Then a new season will be here.

All of this will be left behind.

And I’ll wonder how these answers

took so long to find

Victory

Poetry

I’ve seen the dark on the darkest of nights

I’ve seen the depth of my sin

I’ve seen the pain and endless pursuit

Of many beginnings and ends

Futile and fruitless

These attempts on our own

But we don’t have to do it alone

With You all things are possible

No enemy, no trap, no sin

Can hinder Your will, Your plan for us

So let the victory begin!

You unshackle chains

Unravel lies

Strengthen the weak

And the poor

You mend our hearts

Restore our vision

Show us the way

And open the door

With You all things are possible

No enemy, no trap, no sin

Can hinder Your will, Your plan for us

So let the victory begin!