The Light of Christmas Poem

Twenty centuries ago, in a manger lay
A special child of whom the prophet’s say

Would be the one that would bring light to all mankind
That if we would look, in Him we would surely find

Our hearts prepared, our eyes to see
The one who would come to die for you and me

His start was such a humble beginning
He would come into a world that was full of sinning

The spotless lamb who was born in a stable
This is truth, the Word, not just a fable

In a place no king should ever begin
Yet it seemed, there was no room in the inn

In a field that was not too far away
The Shepherds kept their watch after a long day

The angels appeared and a bright light around them shone
They were Told where to find the baby and then told them to go

As the came to the place of His miraculous birth
There They found a child that was of such great worth

There With His loving parents, the Christ child lay
It was at that glorious time, the first Christmas day

The gift that was wrapped there in His swaddling clothes
The shepherds did bow for, in Him, now they would know

That the Savior had come, into the world He was born
A time to rejoice and no longer to mourn

For the angels had declared good tidings of great joy
Because in a manger laid, God who’d come as a little boy

The incarnation, here was God who came in the flesh
The little Christ child had come to give mankind rest

Rest from the toil, and the weight of their sin
Now, He had come to make His home among them

So hard to understand why God would come down to us
But to redeem mankind, this birth was a must

For God could not save unless first He endured
and to overcome the temptations by which we’ve been lured

He had left Heaven and come to earth, so darkness He might fight
And Satan’s powers, so that we would have the light

As the prophet’s of old generations ago have said
One would come who would certainly rise from the dead

Arise Shine for Your Light Has Come
For now, the world beholds, Christ God’s Son

This Light of Christmas into our hearts does shine
Look to Him this Season and Him you will surely find

The babe in a manger, who would die for our sins
Look up, for one day soon, He will come again.

-Danny Cheney-


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Where Did The Time Go?

Sunday, I preached on parenting, and it made me think of how often we take for granted the time we have with our kids while they are still at home. With only one year left of school for my youngest, Sonya and I are looking at the proverbial empty nest, sooner than later. Where has the time gone? I penned the following words during my sermon prep time, but I didn’t share it during the message.

LOST TRACK OF TIME

Where has the time gone?
How did it slip away so fast?
Although it has been three decades
We thought it would forever last.

They entered the world with the blast of a cry.
Then the joyful laughter of a playful child
The hugs and kisses of an afternoon snuggle,
To the outdoor play of a kid gone wild.

But slowly they grew past the age of wonder.
Discovering the world and all its pain
Finding that life is too often harsh.
And hurts come again and again.

But with time maturity always comes
And they learn how to cope.
They build a life for themselves.
And this one thing we’ve come to know.

That though time went fast.
God had them in His hand
The world tried to take them.
But Jesus became their friend.

They made mistakes and stumbled along the way.
We, too, have many regrets and blunders that we made.
Yet, in the end, we are proud of what they have become.
And as we look at them, we can truly say.

We did our best with the little we knew.
And with God’s gracious help, we made it through.
What a privilege it is to raise them up!
For God gave them to us so we could love.

And love we have, that only a parent can know.
One that is witnessed by God Almighty
A Father of all Fathers
One who loves so immensely.

So, thank you, Lord, for what you have given.
We will certainly never take it for granted.

-Danny Cheney-

A Wounded Heart – POEM

All of us experience wounded hearts. We feel pain that is often caused by those closest to us. But God has healing for our broken hearts. He provided His Son, to minister to us in our brokenness. If you are hurting. Jesus understands and will give you peace and healing.

A WOUNDED HEART

There is a pain that is difficult to bear.
Some have said that I shouldn’t even care.

Let it go, forget about the wrong that was done,
But I remember it happened to me, more than just once.

It is ever on my mind and the wound breaks my heart,
It drove a wedge between us, it drove us far apart.

With the offender, I was counted as a friend,
How could they hurt me, over and over again?

Will the pain ever cease? Will this hurt ever decrease?
If time heals all wounds, Why does this hurt seem so new?

But then I see a glimmer of hope, from one so pure,
With nails in his hands and feet, I think I see a cure.

He paid the price for my healing and for my hurt,
It is only His blood, through His suffering, that this will work.

So, I release my pain to the one who died for me,
So that from this aching wound I might finally be free.

-Danny Cheney-


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Poem – A Brand New Page

Here it is a brand-new page,
Nothing written for it is a new day.

The pen of my life is filled with ink,
How will I write, is what I often think.

The regrets of yesterday are ever present,
The wounds of my past even more malevolent.

But what shall I do with this empty page,
Will I make the most of this brand-new day?

I carry all my worries and my cares I still shoulder,
It seems I get worse rather than better now as I get older.

But all these years it has done me no good,
So, I will cast them off, like long of go I should.

I will not write about yesterday on this empty page,
I will make my mark only with this brand-new day.

As I turn the paper to see the unfilled lines,
I leave the offenses that I have carried all this time.

The hurts that have been caused, the pain I still bear,
The resentment its bore, the rub on my soul it wears.

Yet, I will choose to forget and not write it on this page,
I will choose forgiveness, which is seen on this new day.

I am walking much lighter, already it does seem,
Anticipating a new day, with a brand-new theme.

My heart is free, my burdens much more light,
I should have done this long ago, that would have been right.

I am thankful for the fresh start of this unused page.
There is so much hope, with the dawning of this new day.

-Danny Cheney-


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What In The World?

What in the world is going on?
Where is God? Is He still on His throne?

The world around us is in turmoil, in great despair
Has He forsaken us, doesn’t He even care?

Wars, famines, disasters are all around
If you listen closely, in the distance you hear a sound

What could it be that our ears seem to behold?
Could it be Jesus coming back for His fold?

Does God care about this world anymore?
The signs we see are God knocking on our heart’s door

The things that our eyes are gazing on
Reveal His mercy to us before this world is gone

The pages of the Word reveal the times in which we live
For this reason, His Son, God willingly did give

It is His mercy that has held Him back so very long
Through His blood, He will return for His ransomed throng

Look up, look up! For our redemption draweth nigh
How long? How long? Until He splits the eastern sky?

This may be the day, this may be the hour
His Son, Jesus, will be revealed with great power

We do not know the day or even the time
But we must repent of all the sins in our life

If it be today, tomorrow or even many years
If our heart is right, there is no need to fear

-Danny Cheney-

 


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The Mask

I have shared this before, but as I continue to watch the lives of hurting people, it is more relevant today than ever. Most of us have a mask we wear. Hiding what is really lying on the inside of our hearts. To be free, we must remove the mask and the only way we can be free is through Jesus Christ. He heals what is behind the masks we wear.

I read this poem on Sunday. I pray it ministers to you today and causes you to think. Let Jesus have all the pain you are carrying on the inside. Cast your cares on Him for He cares for you.

The Mask
Please don’t ask
What’s behind the veil
No one can really tell

What am I hiding?
Why am I crying?
What is it that I cannot tell?
The Mask
Please don’t ask

What I am covering up?
Why I have had enough
Enough of the pain
Why is it always the same?
My sin holds me down
In it I am going to drown

The Mask
Since you had to ask
Shows me all smile
When behind it all the while
Is my hurt, my toil, my shame
On the inside is nothing but pain

The Mask
Please don’t ask
I can’t take it off
It’s all my fault
I drowned my pain with sin
I can’t get free within
The Mask

The Mask
It only hides the void in my soul
I need someone else to take control
Is there a savior? is there a God?
Who on my soul will not trod?
But take my pain, take my hurt
Take my sin and give me some worth

The Mask
Jesus I ask
Take my life, take all of me
Heal my pain so I can finally see
This person behind the mask

-Danny Cheney-


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Patient In All Seasons

Your love is patient beyond all reason
Ever merciful regardless of the season

In Spring’s glory when the flowers begin to bloom
In the essence of its beauty, I oft forget you

 In summers fun where we busy our day
I pass you by with little to say

Then when fall comes, the trees beginning to bare
I finally call, weighed down with a load of care

 In winter times when my doubts do assail
At last, in hopelessness, I seem to fail

Through life’s seasons whether good or bad
Your patience endures, in mourning you make me glad

 How can you love me with such patient love?
Its origin can only be from above

It is your patience for me that gives me strength
That I can lean on you especially when I am weak

 But when I am strong, humble me to always remember
Your patience is from the spring and lasts through the winter
-Danny Cheney-


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POEM – The Glory of God

This week, I finished the book, The Garden of God by Andrew Peterson. It was a great read on trees, of all things, and the lessons that they teach us. It was a book that caused me to think, as the author related the life of the trees and how they are all the Garden of God. I wrote this after finishing the book.


On the inside, something I have missed
Not noticing on earth, God’s glorious kiss

In my heart, yearning for so much more
Eden’s garden, near Heaven’s shore

All too often, I overlook the glory of God
Along the path of life, everywhere foot does trod

It is evident that He is everywhere
Yet life goes on, as if we do not care

Perhaps the busyness, makes us look past
All the creation, God has graced us with

The water flowing and falls many feet below
It runs so much more, after winter’s snow

Though winter is long and the cold is blight
Though our sins are as scarlet, He does make them white

Winter gives way to spring when it all shall bud again
Flowers bloom, the grass will grow, when we get spring’s rain

Why do I miss the forest in the midst of all the trees?
But in the thicket, I feel the Spirit’s gentle breeze.

God is present and in all things good.
I cannot help but be grateful, like I always should.

-Danny Cheney-


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