Scarlet Robe Creations

Your will, Lord. We pray the words, but do our hearts hear? Your will, Lord. The surrender of self in all humility. Your will, Lord. Belief without doubt, a childlike trust. Your will, Lord. Be it done as You desire. Mold me in the palm of Your hand. copyright 2026 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author https://www.goodreads.com

Lord, help me to trust. Help my spirit, prone to wandering, to follow Your pathway and refrain from considering other courses. Lord, help me to surrender all of me. Help me to keep my thoughts on You and leave the world's ideals behind. Lord, I cry out for peace and ignore its presence in my life. My anxious ego blossoms into selfishness and I separate myself from the flock following You. Lord, bring me to peace. The peace that You give, freely, not the peace the world wants me to believe I need. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

Shepherd, guiding a flock over rugged terrain, seeking the green valley where the sheep may lie down. Shepherd, leading by the sound of Your voice, to food abundant and water pure. Shepherd, who seeks the wandering stray, the soul vulnerable to the wolf. Shepherd, beckoning me to follow, to rely on Him, trusting Him to lead me through the narrow door of the sheepfold. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

This poem was inspired by three verses of the Bible and a sermon by Dr Charles Stanley. Romans 8:28, Ezra 8:22 and Ecclesiastes 8:12 It's difficult to see the hand of God in our trials. We say, there is no good outcome as we immerse ourselves in hardship, watching storm clouds build on the horizon. His hand is upon life and death. His hand commands the thunder, lightning and wind, for there is no power greater. We stand in the face of wars, evil and righteous. Blessed men die, innocence is ravaged and the cruel seem victorious in the moment. We watch nature's rage over land and sea. The cosmos speak of violent revelations and we fear the days to come. We cry out for His caress when our hearts are closed. We call on His name to heal the strife without praising the blessings. Trust, that His hand holds the one who loves Him, the one who's heart embraces His word, the one who has been called and answers. copyright 2018...

Vincent van Gogh - Old Man in Sorrow Sorrow to eat, bread of tears. We accuse You of laying upon us every act of suffering we endure, when we alone are the cause of our demise. We beg You to save us from Your wrath, when it is our own foolishness we need rescue from. We ask You to give example, to show us Your strength. Where is our faith? Embers of a trust we have placed conditions upon. Lord, if You do give us sorrow and tears, give us also joy when we step into the light of salvation. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author