She asked again, “What do you seek?”

As the countdown to a real life journey next week to Jerusalem,

May I share the desire of what I seek in the new year 2018.

May you each be blessed in the Name of our Lord Jesus Christ as we continue to purse and be sought by Him.

 

She asked again,

“What do you seek?”

 

“I seek a trust,

As between a

Husband and wife.

The maturity to stand firm

Amidst the chaos of life.

 

The desire to blush,

As a new, young bride,

Listening as my Bridegroom

Whispers by my side.

 

Faith that doesn’t question,

And doubt

Every time I hear the enemy going about.

Confidence to know,

You’ll work it all out for my good;

Even when I’m wrong or I’ve misunderstood.

 

May I seek to know

More of Your ways.

Faith to depend

Only

In Your Faithfulness

During the darkest of days.

For in You,

Christ Jesus,

Is the fullness of Life.

For I am blessed to know,

You call me

Your wife.”

 

“And as a Bridegroom rejoices over the bride,

So shall your God rejoice over you.” Isaiah 62:5 NKJV

 

“I am my Beloved’s and my Beloved is mine.” Song of Solomon 6:3 NKJV

 

“As a Bridegroom decks himself with ornaments,

And as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.” Isaiah 61:10 NKJV

 

Poem by denisebalog©2018

Photos captured by denisebalog©2014 in Jaffa, Israel

Wings of the Wind

“Ever so slightly

The wind begins to move.

Frozen air,

Nudging loose.

 

Pink of the sky

Proclaiming the news.

‘Long awaited warmth

Is about to break through!’”

 

“And He rode upon a cherub,

And flew;

He flew upon the

Wings of the wind.”

Psalm 18:10 NKJV

 

Poem by denisebalog©2018

Photo captured by denisebalog©2018

Distant Song

“The prairie night

With crafted light,

Lent its field

To the Moon revealed.

Warmth of air

We lingered there;

Softest touch held so much.

Golden view

Created by You.

Distant song;

Lone coyote sang along.”

 

Cloud cover conceals the Super Moon of tonight January 2, 2018

Remembering a Super Moon on another night, December 3, 2017

 

 

This photo captured by honey of 35 years.

 

Poem by denisebalog©2018

Photos captured by denisebalog©2017

Wells of Joy!

My cup runneth over;

Joy overflows the brim.

Sing a new song

To my Savior!

Let the year begin!

 

“Therefore with joy

You will draw water

From the wells of Salvation.”

Isaiah 12:3 NKJV

 

“My cup runneth over.” Psalm 23:5 KJV

 Blessings for a Happy 2018 New Year!!

 

Poem by denisebalog©2018

Photo captured by denisebalog©2017

Thankfulness Said

“Today’s not the day

To think what’s ahead.

Embrace the past,

With thankfulness said.

Faithful,

Hope and

Presence so dear;

Covering us with love

Each day of the year.

Thank You Jesus

For the well-being of heart.

Let it be the song

We sing as the

New Year starts.”

 

“Praise the LORD,

Call upon His Name;

Declare His deeds among the peoples,

Make mention that His Name

Is exalted.

Sing to the LORD,

For He has done excellent things.”

Isaiah 12:4-5 NKJV

 

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Image by RonBalog©2017

Call Home

“Remember the day

When Momma

Would say,

“Here’s a dime

To call home

When you’re too far away?”

 

Or the quarter you borrowed

To slip in the slot

Cause your running late for dinner,

Or completely forgot?

 

The day of the dime

Has come and long gone,

But the phone in

Your pocket sings

Its own song.

“Lighten my files

And restore some space too.

Why not upload your photos

To a “cloud” in the blue?”

 

By taking the time

Before singing “Auld Lang Syne”,

Begin the

New Year with a

“Text” of good cheer.

“Brighten the view,

Why not,

Upload a file or two!”

 

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Photo captured by denisebalog©2014

 

“Auld Lang Syne” (Scots pronunciation: [ˈɔːl(d) lɑŋˈsəin]: note “s” rather than “z”) is a Scots poem written by Robert Burns in 1788 and set to the tune of a traditional folk song (Roud # 6294).

Auld Lang Syne – Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auld_Lang_Syne

 

Treasures of Time

“A journal,

A journal,

More than a book.

Pages to turn,

Places to look.

Concealed inside

Are treasures of time.

A place to return

In Holy Land stride.

Memories and

Wisdom;

Thoughts far too deep

To absorb all at once,

So in writing we keep.

Days and hours of

The trip to enjoy.

Returning once more,

To our

Promise Land joy!”

 

 

 

 This photo was captured of me by a fellow traveler as I was writing in my journal at the Dead Sea – 2011. 

 

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Photographs captured on both the 2011 trip and 2014 to Israel.

 

Staff in Hand

“To travel once more to the Holy Land.

Walking the dirt;

Staff in hand.

Mind prepared;

Heart in shape;

Take us again to the Jaffa Gate!”

“They shall come and sing aloud on the height of Zion,

And they shall be radiant over the goodness of the Lord…

The young women rejoice in the dance,

And the young men and the old shall be merry.”

Jeremiah 31:12:13 (ESV)

Poem by denisebalog©2016

Photographs captured at the Jaffa Gate 2011 by denisebalog©2011

Enduring Rain

 

“The Hoot Owl,

Enduring in the rain,

Cries his note of sorrow.

“Enough rain for today, kind Sir;

May I please see the sun tomorrow?”

“But ask now the beasts,

And they will teach you;

And the birds of the air,

And they will tell you;

Or speak to the earth, and

It will explain to you…

Who among these does not know?

That the hand of the LORD

Has done this.”

Job 12:7-9 NKJV

 

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Photos by denisebalog©2017

Silent Fog

“Lying in bed before rising,

Thinking on the silence of the day’s smog.

Resting in the mysteries on the horizon,

Soaking in the morning fog.”

 

“Madame Day holds classes every morning,

Professor Night lectures each evening.

Their words aren’t heard,

Their voices aren’t recorded,

But their silence fills the earth:

Unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.”

Psalm 19:2-4 (The Message)

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Photographs by denisebalog©2017

Released from the Net

After a personal week of silence and in a dry place,

Truth broke through revealing the Light!

 

“If not depression,

This must be deception.

Stealing my joy,

Claiming the day.

Going about “like a lion”

Having its say.

 

Go away nasty nagger,

I’m tired of hearing from you.

Screaming nonsenses,

Repeating regrets;

Snagging my foot in

The “snare of the fowlers net”.

 

Release the grip

On my Joy;

Not another minute

Playing your toy.

 

I’m claiming my

“Hope”

In this season of

“Light”!

Speaking the

Mighty,

Powerful,

Magnificence,

Name of Jesus,

For He conquered darkness

And puts all evil to flight!”

 

“Our soul has escaped as a bird

From the snare of the fowlers;

The snare is broken, and we

Have escaped.” Psalm 124:7 NKJV

 

“Be sober, be vigilant;

Because your adversary the devil

Walks about

Like a roaring lion,

Seeking whom he may devour.

Resist him,

Steadfast in the faith…” 1 Peter 5:7-8 NKJV

 

“Though he falls, he will not be overwhelmed,

Because the LORD holds his hand.” Psalm 37:24 HCSB

 

“Then Jesus spoke to them again:

“I AM the Light of the world.

Anyone who follows Me will never

Walk in the darkness

But will have the light of life.”

John 8:12 HCSB

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Photo captured by denisebalog©2017