Be Still

too-busy

Be, still!
When life gets out of control
Around the treadmill you go…
Running; no time to stop and smell roses
That’s a dream for people with noses…
Busy traffic, people rushing about
No time to visit, I really can’t see
Where we’re all going especially me
Kids in daycare, sports and such
No time to think, I don’t need much…

‘Be Still…’

What? What’s that you say?
As I fly out the door day after day.
I’ve got a deadline time can’t wait
Furiously ranting I fly past the gate
The race of life never ends or stays still
If I don’t run, who else will
It’s all on me, can’t you see what I mean…
Be still; what a joke, I will run til I croak…

STOP! BE STILL!
Are you kidding me?

‘Be still…and see the salvation of the Lord…
There’s rest for the weary, bought in His blood
On the outskirts of town called Golgotha’s hill.
Stop the rat race…there’s rest for you here…
If you’ll only take time, to simply, be still.

2 Chronicles 20:16-18Living Bible (TLB)

16 Tomorrow, go down and attack them! You will find them coming up the slopes of Ziz at the end of the valley that opens into the wilderness of Jeruel. 17 But you will not need to fight! Take your places; stand quietly and see the incredible rescue operation God will perform for you, O people of Judah and Jerusalem! Don’t be afraid or discouraged! Go out there tomorrow, for the Lord is with you!’”

18 Then King Jehoshaphat fell to the ground with his face to the earth, and all the people of Judah and the people of Jerusalem did the same, worshiping the Lord.

Marla Shaw O’Neill ©February 17, 2016

Be Still

 

BE STILL

Be, still!
When life gets out of control
Around the treadmill you go…
Running; no time to stop and smell roses
That’s a dream for people with noses…
Busy traffic, people rushing about
No time to visit, I really can’t see
Where we’re all going especially me
Kids in daycare, sports and such
No time to think, I don’t need much…

‘Be Still…’

What? What’s that you say?
As I fly out the door day after day.
I’ve got a deadline time can’t wait
Furiously ranting I fly past the gate
The race of life never ends or stays still
If I don’t run, who else will
It’s all on me, can’t you see what I mean…
Be still; what a joke, I will run til I croak…

STOP! BE STILL!
Are you kidding me?

‘Be still…and see the salvation of the Lord…
There’s rest for the weary, bought in His blood
On the outskirts of town called Golgotha’s hill.
Stop the rat race…there’s rest for you here…
If you’ll only take time, to simply, be still.

2 Chronicles 20:16-18Living Bible (TLB)

16 Tomorrow, go down and attack them! You will find them coming up the slopes of Ziz at the end of the valley that opens into the wilderness of Jeruel. 17 But you will not need to fight! Take your places; stand quietly and see the incredible rescue operation God will perform for you, O people of Judah and Jerusalem! Don’t be afraid or discouraged! Go out there tomorrow, for the Lord is with you!’”

18 Then King Jehoshaphat fell to the ground with his face to the earth, and all the people of Judah and the people of Jerusalem did the same, worshiping the Lord.
 

Beauty for Ashes

Isaiah 61:3 King James Version (KJV)
3 To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.

 

Beauty for Ashes
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
God brings new life and rest to us
Open your heart and let him in
A precious jewel you are to him…
Out of the ashes, beauty shall rise
No fear or disgrace all humanness dies
Into the presence of the glorious King
Songs of redemption…our soul doth sing…
Ashes fall and cover the hill
God is faithful, child just stand still…
Victory is heard around the throne
One day you’ll see him, may not be long…
Until that day…bury the ashes, blow the dust away
Risen, in beauty there’s no decay
Ashes, ashes, go away…
Beauty for ashes…is yours today!
By: Marla Shaw O’Neill 2/11/16©

BEAUTY FOR ASHES

Isaiah 61:3King James Version (KJV)
3 To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.

Beauty for Ashes

From ashes to ashes and dust to dust

God brings new life and rest to us

Open your heart and let him in

A precious jewel you are to him…

Out of the ashes, beauty shall rise

No fear or disgrace all humanness dies

Into the presence of the glorious King

Songs of redemption…our soul doth sing…

Ashes fall and cover the hill

God is faithful child, just stand still…

Victory is heard around the throne

One day you’ll see him, may not be long…

Until that day…bury the ashes, blow the dust away

Risen, in beauty there’s no decay

Ashes, ashes, go away…

Beauty for ashes…is yours today!

By: Marla Shaw O’Neill 2/11/16©

God is Faithful

 
  
God is Faithful

Father I feel as if I’m in a desert place…
Alone
I look out over the desert and all I see, is sand…
Sitting within my tent, I no longer stand
My tongue grows thick in want of water…I drink
But it does not satisfy
I thirst…
Not for natural water, no
The water only you provide, my soul longs for…
I’m crying out to you my God, as never before…
Open the door…let your water flow…
I cry for mankind…I cry for war to end…
I cry, let new life begin…
Lord many times you went into the desert
Alone to pray…
Far from the noise
To hear from your Father, what he had to say…
I’m waiting…before you…
I’m thirsty, I’m hungry, and I’m ready…
Fill me with more of you…
This I pray…

 
By: Marla Shaw O’Neill 2/11/2016©