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You won’t walk that road alone…   2 comments

Photo taken inside the church of the Holy Seplechure, Jerusalem, Israel in May, 2001 while on my trip there to Israel.

Don’t be afraid, for the road you take you won’t take alone.

When storm clouds come and darkness closes round,

and you fear that you might stumble, and cast your foot upon a stone,

and the burdens that you bear weigh you down and keep you bound,

and you ask, “What am I to do, does anyone really care?”

I want to tell you, I’ve walked this way before when I carried the sins of all.

With brokenness in spirit I struggled carrying my cross up the road.

And your sins? Forgotten, and no more, for I’ve born those too, you see.

You are free. I paid your price. You’re not alone if you’ll walk this road with me.

I came to save and redeem the lost if they believe.

It was all prearranged by my Father at Calvary.

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Joyce E. Johnson © 2017

Matthew 28:5 & 6 – But the angel said to the women, Do not be alarmed and frightened for I know that you are looking for Jesus, Who was crucified. He is not here; He is risen, as He said He would do. Come, see the place where He lay.

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He is risen indeed! 🙂 The story of Jesus’s death, burial and resurrection can be found in chapters twenty-sixth through twenty-eight of Matthew in the New Testament bible. I hope you have, and know the peace and joy that only Christ alone can bring, and I want to wish you all a happy, blessed Easter.


Towards the Light   1 comment

Though I cannot turn away

with blind eye or deaf ears

from all that happens in this world,

all that brings heartache and tears

I look to you, Oh Lord and dwell

upon the cross and not the fears

on our redemptive soul set free,

why you came, and why you died

that we might live eternally

without those things that bring us strife.

I turn my face towards the light

towards the assurance of new life.

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Joyce E. Johnson © 2017

Bare and beautiful   Leave a comment

Clustered branches on trees still bare

of the season’s foliage stripped and spare

but for stick figures on a tangled mass of limbs

looking undressed where none can hide.

The morning light and heat from the sun

warms what was clothed under a wintry sky.

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Joyce E. Johnson © 2017

I took this shot early in the morning about a couple of weeks ago in my back yard when the sun was just coming up. Cropping and cutting out a part of the houses in the picture helped to give it more emphasis on only the trees and the sky. We now have new buds and small leaves forming on the same trees because of our much warmer weather.

Posted March 27, 2017 by Joyce in My Photos, My Writings, Photography, Poems, poetry, Seasons, Spring

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Emerging spring

 

 

A new day’s dawn wakes from its sleep,

pink and orange hued clouds streak across the sky.

A burst of color that slowly wanes

emerges into the sun, now brighter and more blue.

Tiny buds and blooms, and grass that now turns green

shows the promise of new life

where frolicking squirrels, and little birds

all busy with work and play

rebuild their nest and tend their young.

A new season, fresh and fragrant spring

has arrived and pushed away the winter blues.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2017)

 

 

 

 

Posted March 21, 2017 by Joyce in My Photos, My Writings, Photography, Poems, poetry, Seasons, Spring

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A treasured antique of quotes and notes from famous, classical poets

When my father died in 1982 he had a personal library and collection of old books that he often used for reference for his sermon notes. He was a pastor of a church and loved quoting not only passages from the bible with different translations, particularly the Greek, Hebrew and King James. But he also used some from great poets if there was a vein of similarity in what they published to notes and thoughts in his sermon notes.

Being the voracious reader, collector of books, and poetry buff that I am I inherited some rare and ancient tomes from him that I still have today, some of which are barely holding together. I even have an antique German bible belonging to my paternal grandfather that was also his. Another little gem from his collection is a reproduction of a little devotional book full of favorite scriptures and poetry verses used by president Abraham Lincoln.

I thought I would share a thought from Lord Byron, the British poet from the little book above, “2000 Sublime and Beautiful Thoughts,” an antique published in 1897 by The Christian Herald publishing house. It is full of poems, quotes and thoughts from some of the most famous of classic poets like Tennyson, Longfellow, Browning, Emerson, Byron, Wadsworth, Dickens, Voltaire, and Shakespeare.

This is a quote from Lord Byron. “Words are things; and a small drop of ink, falling like dew upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.”

Words are powerful. They can be positive tools of reinforcement. They have the power to impact a life, produce change, uplift and encourage a despairing soul, instill hope, inspire creativity, bring joy and happiness. Do you have a favorite poet, a quote, thought on this, or words you remembered that inspired you that you would like to share in a comment here? If so, I would love to hear back what you have enjoyed.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2017)

Posted March 6, 2017 by Joyce in My Photos, My Writings, Photography

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Midwinter thaw

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It was a wonderful, warm day to get out and walk one of our trails again yesterday. The temperature hovered around 60 degrees most of the day. The thin layers of ice was finally dissipating and the water flowing unobstructed in our Big Thompson River. It was such a welcomed change from the below zero temperatures we’d had through weeks of bitter cold in January. In some places there was a hint of green color already showing on tree branches and grass in places. The melting snow left mushy puddles of standing water and mud on the already saturated ground. My thoughts conjured up visions of green leafy foliage and flowers growing all along our paths and walking trails we hope to see again in May. Yesterday it was full of bicyclists and people walking their dogs. Our dog, Maggie hates to be hurried as we try to keep at a brisk walking pace and slows down to sniff out every scent while on a good slow stroll, and wants to greet and meet everyone she sees. Like us, she is savoring the sun and warm temps.https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/scent/

Midwinter thaw

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Joyce E. Johnson (2017)

Posted January 31, 2017 by Joyce in My Photos, Nature Walks, Photography

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January’s freeze

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My spruce tree shivers from a winter’s blast

heavy branches drooping under fallen snow.

The air so cold, seems still and quiet, a serene like setting on a frosty night.

I snuggle down under the comfort of quilts, and feel the warmth of restful sleep.

I wake to the sun, warm and bright that pushes through my window with light.

The morning wears on and temperatures begin a slow climb from the subzero degrees,

and the arctic blast of air dissipates and leaves.

I shed a layer of fleece and insulated outer wear,

sweats and heavy jackets, and opt for short-sleeved tees.

Where else but here are there such shifting weather scenes,

where temperatures fall to record lows, and snow is measured in the feet

then hours or days after we slosh through winter’s thaw,

and it feels almost balmy, like a warm spring day.

We wish away the season, and hope it’s really gone,

but know it’s wishful thinking for it soon returns like dawn.

It seems a predictable pattern, so we never put away

snow shovel, gear or blower

stored beside the garden rake.

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Joyce E. Johnson © 2017

Footnote: Our temperature in Loveland, Colorado, Friday, (1-6-2017) registered at -17 below 0 degrees at 8:00 a.m. Today, it registered a high of 50 degrees above 0 at 2:00 p.m..  That is typical for our area here in Colorado. 🙂


Posted January 8, 2017 by Joyce in My Photos, My Writings, Photography, Poems, poetry

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