
Our Tears That Fall
By
Denice Rippentrop
May God bless our
Tears that fall
From the
Cross we carry
Turning them into
Rainbows.
©2008Denice Rippentrop, All Rights Reserved
You can listen to these in song under our new releases.
My soul is made steady……………
My soul is made strong……………
My soul is made new………………
Text by Denice Rippentrop
© 1992 Denice Rippentrop
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Old English Proverb
- © 2009 Denice Rippentrop
Text from Denice Rippentrop’s New Release
It Was When Jesus
Is was when Jesus gave His
Precious Body to be torn to shreds by
Thorns forcing their way into His Skin,
Nails pounded into His Hands and Feet, and
A spear piercing His Side, that
His Holy Blood was poured out,
Like red wine for
Thirsty sinners to drink and live.
- © 2009 Denice Rippentrop, All Rights Reserved
Accompanying me while driving home on a recent brutally cold night was an enormous new moon slung low in the eastern sky. With the smudgy contours of a rabbit fleeing up the left perimeter and a smoky gray cloud cocked over the right, it reminded me of the odd, myopic contrast of our lives. The robust, determined energy headed in one wide-eyed direction and the slouch and mystery into the dim-eyed other, both perhaps without a compass but glowing with enterprise in an unyielding backlight shadowing the path ahead.
The Light and the choice are constant. The path and the journey are not depending, of course, on your view. The Light that supports the choice, illuminates the path and creates the journey is not always available to the ready eye, but lies just beyond the horizon heightening to our vision often at the most unexpected, needful moment, always present, never beyond mercurial limits, guiding us past ordinary boundaries of want and understanding.
We need but look up from the day’s purpose, its joys, dilemmas or despairs, to the breathtaking splendor of Light that beckons us to remedy life’s course, if need be, to secure our direction. The eye cannot see what to behold except for the miracle of Christ’s Light, the constant that informs our direction, the Light reflected in us by the warmth and certainty of His love, the guide of grace. - © 2009 Janice Kimes, All Rights Reserved