My Dream was Toast

I once was a full fledged hippie
My hair was scraggly and long
I usually didn’t look pretty
And my smell always seemed very strong

Back then I wrote a story
About a man who grew to be rich
By the time he was 25
Millions had come as he wished

This story became my dream
But my lifestyle was not even close
As I approached that golden age
I thought that my dream was toast

Then I met Jesus my Savior
And I gave my life to Him
Now the riches of heaven are all mine
And His promises fill me within

Maybe I don’t have the money
That the dream said I would have
But the riches of heaven far surpass
Anything else I could have asked.

In response top the daily prompt Dream

My Desire

This poem was written with inspiration from Scott’s blog this morning.  You can read it at  THIS ADDRESS

I used to desire riches
I thought they would satisfy
And though I gathered up many
My heart had a lonely cry

I used to desire pleasures
That took all my riches away
They made me feel good for a moment
Then pay for them dearly next day

I used to desire real power
So I could feel big and alive
But pride was what then resulted
I fell flat on my face and I cried

Then I learned of someone named Jesus
Who would fill the desires of my heart
I did not believe it was possible
But I needed a brand new start

I knelt down one day at the altar
I slowly looked up to the sky
Then I cried out to Him
Asking Him to come in
That day my life changed on the fly

My desire is now for just Jesus
He is all that I want or need
He fills me with love
His joy fills my cup
And to top it all off I have peace

If your soul is longing for more
And you never are satisfied
Just cry out to Him
Asking Him to come in
And you’ll suddenly feel alive

My Heart Sings

I’ve sought after riches, wealth and fame
I’ve done what I could  to bolster my name
I’ve traveled to places and then back again
I’ve lived a life full of good things

Then I looked at what I had come to possess
And I realized all this was meaningless
Because in the end, my life was a mess
The result of this life would sting

For I had neglected my soul in all this
I decided to give up the life I thought bliss
And give my life to the Saviors sweet kiss
He came and made my heart sing

If you’re in a circle of meaningless life
Why not come in to the Saviors sweet side
And in Him forever you can abide
Safely in love with the King




In response to the daily prompt Meaningless