Tuesday's Trust - Empty - A Grieving Father's Poem

Tuesday's Trust

Empty

A Grieving Father's Poem

Empty

Empty faces in empty cars

I stop at the light and stare at their scars

Empty heart and empty soul

Used to know my way but I lost my role

Empty buildings on crowded streets

An empty bed as I pull up my sheets

Empty house that's not a home

Should I sell it now and learn how to roam

Empty children with blood shot eyes

My nights are empty as I sit and cry

Empty visions in my empty mind

Since I found him dead life's been so unkind

Empty hopes followed by dead dreams

Try to go to sleep but I'm wakened by my screams

Empty promises given in vain

A chump to the hustle so now I live in pain

Empty future with little hope I see

I pray to you Jesus please touch your Hand to me.

written 10/02/2011 by: Thomas Patrick Calvert

Picture - http://www.webstockpro.com/Stock-Photos-water+pump/

Poem by Tom Calvert, in memory of his son David (lovingly "lifted" from TCF, Atlanta)

Monday's Mourning Ministry - Cry Out to Jesus ~Third Day

Monday's Mourning Ministry

Cry Out to Jesus

~Third Day

First, I want to thank you for your prayers for me this past week when my computer got zapped. God graciously answered our prayers! All of my memory was indeed saved!!! Also, Apple honored my Applecare warranty that I bought the same day I bought my computer 2 1/2 years ago even though in my grief stupor, I did not register it online as I should have. How kind. So, Apple sent my computer back Saturday, completely restored and repaired, and completely covered by warranty! God is good. And you all are precious to me. I so thank you for your prayers! :)

Cry Out To Jesus

~Third Day

To everyone who's lost someone they love

Long before it was their time:

You feel like the days you had were not enough

when you said Goodbye.

And to all of the people with burdens and pains

Keeping you back from your life

You believe that there's nothing and there is no one

Who can make it right...

Chorus

And there is Hope for the helpless

Rest for the weary

And Love for the broken heart.

There is Grace and Forgiveness,

Mercy and Healing

He'll meet you wherever you are -

Cry out to Jesus, Cry out to Jesus!

For the marriage that's struggling just to hang on

They've lost all of their faith in love

And they've done all they can to make it right again;

Still it's not enough.

For the ones who can't break the addictions and chains

You try to give up but you come back again -

Just remember that you're not alone in your shame

And your suffering!

Chorus

There is Hope for the helpless

Rest for the weary

And Love for the broken heart -

There is Grace and Forgiveness

Mercy and Healing.

He'll meet you wherever you are -

Cry out to Jesus!

When you're lonely,

And it feels like the whole world is falling on you,

You just reach out, you just cry out to Jesus -

Cry to Jesus!

To the widow who suffers from being alone

Wiping the tears from her eyes,

For the children around the world without a home

Say a prayer tonight...

Chorus

There is Hope for the helpless

Rest for the weary

and Love for the broken heart.

There is Grace and Forgiveness

Mercy and Healing.

He'll meet you wherever you are!

There is hope for the helpless

Rest for the weary

and Love for the broken heart.

There is Grace and Forgiveness

Mercy and Healing.

He'll meet you wherever you are

Cry out to Jesus, Cry out to Jesus!

Oh Cry out to Jesus,

Cry out to Jesus!

*****

I call on You, O God, for You will answer me.

~Psalm 17:6

The Lord is close to the

brokenhearted

and saves those who are

crushed in spirit.

~Psalm 34:18

As the deer pants for streams of water,

so my soul pants for You O God.

My soul thirsts for God, for

the living God.

When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food day and night,

while men say to me all day long,

"Where is your God?"

These things I remember as I

pour out my soul;

how I used to go with the multitude,

leading the procession to the house of God,

with shouts of joy and thanksgiving

among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?

Why so disturbed within me.

Put your hope in God,

for I will yet praise Him,

my Savior and my God.

My soul is downcast within me,

therefore I will remember You....

Deep calls to deep

in the roar of Your waterfalls;

all Your waves and breakers have swept over me.

By day the Lord directs His love,

at night His song is with me--

a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock,

"Why have You forgotten me?

Why must I go about mourning,

oppressed by the enemy?"

My bones suffer mortal agony

as my foes taunt me,

saying to me all day long,

"Where is your God?"

Why are you downcast,

O my soul?

Why so disturbed within me?

Put your hope in God,

for I will yet praise Him,

my Savior and my God.

~Psalm 42

The hearts of the people

cry out to the Lord.

...Let your tears flow

like a river

day and night...

Arise, cry out in the night,

as the watches of the night begin;

pour out your heart like water

in the presence of the Lord.

Lift up your hands to Him....

~Lamentations 2:18-19

Picture: http://www.fotosearch.com/photos-images/hands-lifted_2.html

Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAk8KBjB6Mo

All Scripture is from the New International Version