SANDS OF TIME



Menacing storm approaches! 
Summer 2010


The sands of time,

The storms of life,

The winds of change,

Have chiseled away

The things that cling

And hide the real me.

Grain by grain,

Drop by drop,

Blast by blast

Does its work to reveal

More of Him who lives within;

Removing more of me

As I die to SELF

In the moment,

In the hours,

Days, and years.

For to fully live His life,

To shine forth His Presence,

To radiate His Love,

The sands of time,

The storms of life,

The winds of change

Must steadfastly do their work

To finally bring forth the ‘me’

that fully radiates HIM

bringing glory to God.

Karin Ristau ©

Comments

pam said…
"To finally bring forth the ‘me’ the fully radiates HIM bringing glory to God." Oh yes Karin...wonderful
December 28, 2010 at 10:01 PM
Ann, Chen Jie Xue 陈洁雪 said…
Did you have a great Christmas?
December 29, 2010 at 2:14 AM
Karin said…
Yes, Ann, our Christmas was quiet, with just gift for the little children. We are enjoying our Christmas dinner with everyone tonight and hope they arrive safely. Maybe we'll even take some pictures!
December 29, 2010 at 7:59 AM
ellen b. said…
I enjoy your writings Karin...
Thoughtful and thought provoking :o)
December 29, 2010 at 9:32 AM
Doris Sturm said…
Hopefully we all get better with age and chisel away the excess baggage we don't need to feel His presence in us!

Let me wish you a happy and healthy New Year - einen guten Rutsch ins Neue Jahr und alles Gute fuer Dich und Deiner Familie.

Von Doris und Gizzy :-)
December 29, 2010 at 10:45 AM
George said…
What a beautiful poem expressing some very beautiful thoughts.
Thank you.
December 29, 2010 at 10:52 AM
Betsy Banks Adams said…
Beautiful poem, Karin... One thing is for sure: IF you don't like the weather, just WAIT ---it will change".... ha ha ..... Oh the Winds of Change.

AMEN....
Hugs,
Betsy
December 29, 2010 at 12:15 PM
Unknown said…
Dear Karin, thanks for commenting on my health care ranting. I sort of mean that tongue in cheek. It is on someone's agenda to keep us all stirred up. Your poem is outstanding, and I am definitely counting on Him. We will be alright. As long as we have each other we can always handle anything. We have said that all the years we have been married and it is even more true now.
All blessings to you and yours for the coming New Year.
QMM
December 29, 2010 at 3:50 PM
Anonymous said…
Beautiful, and a pleasure to visit with you as always Karin.
December 29, 2010 at 6:30 PM
Kimberly Pitman said…
Beautiful, Karin, and so appropriate, too. I'm going to send folks over here with a link when I write my post on about time this weekend. I trust you had a wonderful Christmas with your loved ones near and that the New Year will be full of blessings.

P.S. I'm about ready to send those book pages if you're still interested.
December 29, 2010 at 8:13 PM
Lady Dorothy said…
Lots of chiseling and sanding needed here *sigh*, but so do want to glorify Him.
December 30, 2010 at 9:18 PM
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