I look out my window
And stare at the lake
A picture reminds me
You're waiting to take
A ride to an Island
That's built in the sky
And angels invite us
Where people don't die.
The clouds are unfolding
Like melting ice cream
With ripples of chocolate
And fuggy whipped cream
With silvery spoons
You're sitting with me
Forever together
Through eternity.
Oh why must we linger
And be far apart
When you have a piece
Of my lonely heart
The puzzle is simple
The mystery is clear
Come back to my Island
So we can be near.
I wait for your answer
In patience, my love
I pray for the day
When the Lord from above
Shortens the path
From your house to my home
Forever I promise
I'll never more roam.
--B. Pent
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
MY SPECIAL FRIEND
I'm thinking today
Of a friend that I love
It's a special gift
God gives from above
We walk hand in hand
And our hearts beat as one
As we share thoughts together
With laughter and fun.
Distance may keep us
From mystery's embrace
But no one can tear us
From loves special place
It's a secret that no one can share
No matter how lonely
I sense you are there
As my special friend.
If God should provide
A way to be near
So distance can't rob us
From moments of cheer
I'll ever be thankful
To walk with my friend
Through life's little moments
Way down to the end.
So quietly rest
In the Shepherd's embrace
And don't be discouraged
His plan is in place
I'll walk right beside you
I'll whisper your name
I love you, my dearest
My life's special friend.
--B. Pent
Of a friend that I love
It's a special gift
God gives from above
We walk hand in hand
And our hearts beat as one
As we share thoughts together
With laughter and fun.
Distance may keep us
From mystery's embrace
But no one can tear us
From loves special place
It's a secret that no one can share
No matter how lonely
I sense you are there
As my special friend.
If God should provide
A way to be near
So distance can't rob us
From moments of cheer
I'll ever be thankful
To walk with my friend
Through life's little moments
Way down to the end.
So quietly rest
In the Shepherd's embrace
And don't be discouraged
His plan is in place
I'll walk right beside you
I'll whisper your name
I love you, my dearest
My life's special friend.
--B. Pent
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
A 12 YEAR MARRIAGE BREAKUP
Dear Ann Landers:
The letter from the woman whose husband dumped her after meeting an old classmate at their 20th high school reunion prompted me to write.
Eleven years ago, I walked out on a 12-year marriage. My wife was a good person, but for a long time she was under a lot of stress. Instead of helping her, I began an affair with her best friend. It was a disaster.
This is what I gave up:
1. Seeing my daughter grow up.
2. The respect of many longtime friends.
3. The enjoyment of living as a family.
4. A wife who was loyal, was appreciative and tried very hard
to make me happy.
This is what I got:
1. Two stepchildren who treated me like dirt.
2. A wife who didn't know how to make anything for dinner but reservations
3. A wife whose only interest in me was how much money she could get.
4. A wife who made disparaging remarks about my family and
ruined all my existing friendships.
5. Finally, the best thing I got was a bitter, expensive divorce.
Ann, tell your readers that anyone who is married and has his or her next mate all lined up is looking for trouble. People don't know what they are giving up until they no longer have it. Then it's too late.
Otis (Wisconsin)
The letter from the woman whose husband dumped her after meeting an old classmate at their 20th high school reunion prompted me to write.
Eleven years ago, I walked out on a 12-year marriage. My wife was a good person, but for a long time she was under a lot of stress. Instead of helping her, I began an affair with her best friend. It was a disaster.
This is what I gave up:
1. Seeing my daughter grow up.
2. The respect of many longtime friends.
3. The enjoyment of living as a family.
4. A wife who was loyal, was appreciative and tried very hard
to make me happy.
This is what I got:
1. Two stepchildren who treated me like dirt.
2. A wife who didn't know how to make anything for dinner but reservations
3. A wife whose only interest in me was how much money she could get.
4. A wife who made disparaging remarks about my family and
ruined all my existing friendships.
5. Finally, the best thing I got was a bitter, expensive divorce.
Ann, tell your readers that anyone who is married and has his or her next mate all lined up is looking for trouble. People don't know what they are giving up until they no longer have it. Then it's too late.
Otis (Wisconsin)
Saturday, June 13, 2009
OH DADDY! COME BACK HOME
The house seems so empty
Since you went away
You promised to help me
And come back to stay
But time has forgotten
I feel so alone
Oh daddy! Oh daddy!
Why don't you come home?
I thought you loved mommy
She cared about you
The struggles you're facing
Would strengthen you two.
But love's disappointments
Have torn you apart
Oh daddy! Oh daddy!
Come back to my heart.
I have only memories
To comfort my days
The tears keep on flowing
I live in a daze.
I wanted my daddy
To give me away
And walk down the isle
On my wedding day.
I pray every morning
That you will come back
And help heal the hurting
From bitterness past.
God's love will unite us
Restoring the flame
Oh daddy! Oh daddy!
There's hope in His name.
--B. Pent
Since you went away
You promised to help me
And come back to stay
But time has forgotten
I feel so alone
Oh daddy! Oh daddy!
Why don't you come home?
I thought you loved mommy
She cared about you
The struggles you're facing
Would strengthen you two.
But love's disappointments
Have torn you apart
Oh daddy! Oh daddy!
Come back to my heart.
I have only memories
To comfort my days
The tears keep on flowing
I live in a daze.
I wanted my daddy
To give me away
And walk down the isle
On my wedding day.
I pray every morning
That you will come back
And help heal the hurting
From bitterness past.
God's love will unite us
Restoring the flame
Oh daddy! Oh daddy!
There's hope in His name.
--B. Pent
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
COMFORT THROUGH PAIN
Today you walk
Life's path alone
And sorrow tempts
Your heart to fear
As shattered dreams
Drive faith from sight
And in the dark
You find no light.
God feels your pain
He knows your heart.
His Son went through
The Cross of shame
But by His grace
You can declare
He is the Path
Through life's despair.
God knows you're sad
He sees your tears
He rode the storm
Of life you face.
His promised love
Will never fail
He'll be the Wind
Behind your sail.
So trust Him now
To light your way.
The night will yield
A brighter day
He'll carry you
With gentle hand
So in His strength
Your faith will stand
--B. Pent
Life's path alone
And sorrow tempts
Your heart to fear
As shattered dreams
Drive faith from sight
And in the dark
You find no light.
God feels your pain
He knows your heart.
His Son went through
The Cross of shame
But by His grace
You can declare
He is the Path
Through life's despair.
God knows you're sad
He sees your tears
He rode the storm
Of life you face.
His promised love
Will never fail
He'll be the Wind
Behind your sail.
So trust Him now
To light your way.
The night will yield
A brighter day
He'll carry you
With gentle hand
So in His strength
Your faith will stand
--B. Pent
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
THE LATER RAIN
The desert winds
Begin to blow
The clouds of rain
All gathered know
That trees can never
Give forth fruit
Without the moisture
At its root.
The flowers bursting
From their buds
Are clear reminders
Of God's love
Its blazing colors
Show His grace
By bringing joy
To Adam's race.
So why must we
Complain at all
When storm clouds come
To test the soul
Christ is alive
And knows our need
He ever lives
To intercede.
So lift the bareness
Of your soul
And let the floods
Begin to flow.
Rich fruit will yield
The harvest grain
Resulting from
The later rain.
--B. Pent
Begin to blow
The clouds of rain
All gathered know
That trees can never
Give forth fruit
Without the moisture
At its root.
The flowers bursting
From their buds
Are clear reminders
Of God's love
Its blazing colors
Show His grace
By bringing joy
To Adam's race.
So why must we
Complain at all
When storm clouds come
To test the soul
Christ is alive
And knows our need
He ever lives
To intercede.
So lift the bareness
Of your soul
And let the floods
Begin to flow.
Rich fruit will yield
The harvest grain
Resulting from
The later rain.
--B. Pent
Monday, May 25, 2009
PENTICOST:THEN & NOW!
The other day, a friend let me hold a small devise with a weak electric current. Its tingling sensation flowed through my body like harmless ripples. But suddenly my mind took me back some 30 years. I was scrubbing the church's gym floor with an old, donated commercial scrubber whose 100-foot cord periodically showed exposed wire. While holding the metal handles and in bare feet, I was unaware that part of the cord lay under an inch of sudsy water. Without notice, the 220-volt electric current made me its ground with its full power surging through my body. I was totally consumed and controlled by it! My stiffened body couldn't let go! Soon I blacked out and letting go, I hit the floor full-force, jolting my heart back to normal.
The Disciples felt God's power when sent out to do His bidding. But too often it was short-lived! Bickering, posturing and denials were mute evidence that the Divine Current was with them but not fully in them. Jesus made it clear that they would "receive power when the Holy Spirit came upon them" (Acts 1:8). Fifty days after the resurrection, while His followers were in the Upper Room praying, the Flame of God's Spirit engulfed them in permanent, supernatural, indwelling power. The Day of Pentecost became the launching pad for His Spirit-empowered Church.
Over 2000 years of church history has gone by and the message of Pentecost still cries out for His followers to serve under His full control. Too often we are content with the tingling sensation of limited Power. The full exposure of our will to His limitless power is the one Source that draws men to Him.
The Disciples felt God's power when sent out to do His bidding. But too often it was short-lived! Bickering, posturing and denials were mute evidence that the Divine Current was with them but not fully in them. Jesus made it clear that they would "receive power when the Holy Spirit came upon them" (Acts 1:8). Fifty days after the resurrection, while His followers were in the Upper Room praying, the Flame of God's Spirit engulfed them in permanent, supernatural, indwelling power. The Day of Pentecost became the launching pad for His Spirit-empowered Church.
Over 2000 years of church history has gone by and the message of Pentecost still cries out for His followers to serve under His full control. Too often we are content with the tingling sensation of limited Power. The full exposure of our will to His limitless power is the one Source that draws men to Him.
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