When the burdensome moment passes,
And I turn for just a glance
At the mountain You have moved,
And the way that You helped me through...
I will revel in Your glory.
I will shout my thanks and praise.
I will treasure mountain moments,
As You straighten paths and guide the way.

When the mountain looms,
I cry to You;
I stretch my heart,
But still fall short.
Though I think there's faith,
I find the lack,
But it's filled by You
As You hold me back...
And move the mountain.

I will revel in Your glory
I will shout my thanks and praise
I will treasure mountain moments
As You straighten paths and guide the way.


A.D.W.    2009

Slowing of the season,

Autumn breezes dust my face

With the drying leaves

Of slowing crops;

Production takes a lesser pace.


Tangled vines

And cooling days

Evidence the summer's grace;

Earth giving forth,

In each season, its due.

God's bountiful provision,

My reflection in

The season's change.


A.D.W.   2009

Nation on its knees,
Bowed in grief and disbelief.
Nation on its face,
Plundered by an angry thief
Who seeks to steal, to kill,
Destroy...
Who glories when
he steals our joy.
And yet, his seeming victory
his greatest loss
When we're brought to our knees;
For worship and prayer,
Faith and trust,
Are treasures that
Will never rust.
Though war is waged,
he's missed the mark,
For he stirs us up
And the Father calls,
And we bend and are broken
For the Father's heart
For a dying world,
And we stand and we march
On in His name,
Carry a torch, speaking His word,
Promises claim.

Press on,
He is coming!
Press on,
He is here!
There is hope in His name...
His glory is near.


A.D.W.   September 17, 2001

Shadow of a blessing

In the shadow of a doubt;

Uncertainty that tugs the heart

As emboldened feet step out.


Hearken my heart, Lord;

Strengthen my faith.

Lift up my arms.

Don't let me faint.


There would not be shadows

If there were not light;

The shadow of the blessing

Is keeping You in sight.



A.D.W.     2009

Nothing more than a black sheep;
Nothing less than His own kin!
Unblemished One,
The perfect Son,
In mercy, took me in.
No spot or stain upon Him,
The sacrificial Lamb,
Lifted high in grave dishonor,
Honors this unworthy one.
I am nothing more than a black sheep,
Unfit to pay the price;
Purchased by His perfect gift...
Unblemished, worthy sacrifice...
Nothing less, now, than His kin,
With an everlasting, perfect hope
That only comes through Him.



ADW 2009

Midnight dance...
The rabbits prance
To and fro across the plain;
Coyote cry...
The bunnies fly
Off to hide in the desert terrain.

Morning mountain landscape
And slowly fading haze;
Chilly air...
The prancing hare
Fades into the morning
To rest a bit
'Til it's time to dance
The night away again!



A.D.W.   2009

Shepherd boy...
Caretaker's joy
As he moves amidst the flock;
Watchful eye,
Compassionate heart...
That of a humble king.
Concern for his charge,
Love directs all
From shepherd to king,
With a high and honored call.

Carpenter boy...
Builder's joy
To finish each pressing task.
Keenest eye to the work...
Heart that recognized, in union with touch,
The finished feel of the crafted piece;
From carpenter to king,
With a high and honored call.



A.D.W.   2009

Insufficient love...
When pressed,
My heart spews forth
Reviling thought,
Offending words,
Returning wrong
When another hurts;
Insufficient love.

All sufficient One...
Only You
Can move beyond
The lack of love
In me.
Conditions of
My hardened heart,
Unconditionally cleansed
Through Your perfect work...
A love that expands
And unconditionally extends
Beyond all that I lack,
Overwhelming and driving
Unconditional fact
Of your sufficiency.


A.D.W.   2009

An empty weed-filled bed;
Passersby take little note.
A sneer,
A glance, and then, away;
Eyes quickly turn
From the rundown place.

An empty weed-filled bed...
One pair of eyes rest long;
Garden gaze into bygone days.
Faintest of smiles at remembered warmth,
Faithfully tended and carefully groomed,
Whilst prayers gently offered,
Life, graciously pondered,
In bountiful, beautiful, growing time
Rest heavy in the wistful mind.


A.D.W.   2009

Time, as I see it...
Time, from my view,
Often drags in fulfilling
The promises due
To complete the sum of Your word.

Time as You see it
Is filled with Your grace,
Lending the option
For all to embrace
The promises given;
The sum of Your word
Gives time, that all might come
Unto You.

Time passing and hinting...
Fulfillment will be
According to Your time.


A.D.W.   2009

At the manger
I find no heavenly glow;
At the manger
I find no glistening snow.
At the manger
I find no luxurious robes,
Just a babe in humble state.


At the manger
I find, simple and weak,
The one who will lead
And the one I must seek...
The simplicity of a newborn babe,
The complexity of the incarnate King.
At the manger I kneel,
At the manger I see
Ultimate sacrifice
Laid out for me.
In the weakest form,
The Mighty One speaks
His love everlasting
Which gently seeks
My heart.

At the manger I find
How great His love,
That He would come
To lay down all for me.


A.D.W.   2009

The house has quieted;
As my mind stills,
I think upon the childish thrills
That filled a day
Now swept away.
I think ahead 
To quieter times,
Where childhood thrills are left behind
For greater dreams
And bigger days,
Praying the memories
Joyfully play

In the archives of their hearts and minds!


A.D.W. 2009

Fear and hope,
Emotions gripped,
And pulled contrary ways;
In the middle of the brewing storm,
In the midst of fury's sway...
Tossed about
And filled with doubt,
All hope would seem but lost;
Small little glimmer in a moment's relief,
Hope restored in remembered belief.
Hope and fear,
Emotions mixed,
I cling to what is true;
When my mind is staid
On promises kept and love proclaimed,
His grace shall pull me through.


A.D.W.   2009

The games of childhood

Tease my mind;

In my children's play,

It's mine I find.

A gleeful view

Of moments past;

Tearful regret

That the moments don't last.

Moments lost,

Now found again

In playful chatter

And games of pretend.

This moment to cherish

And tuck away...

We'll remember together

Some future day.


A.D.W.  2009

Mountain moment,
Breezes blow;
Spirit's moving...
Only You know
Direction and path
As You point the way.

"Walk here, My child.
Follow fast, follow close...
I will not lead astray."


A.D.W.   2009