A Wrinkle in My Humble Pie


Proverbs 11:2
New Living Translation (NLT)

2 Pride leads to disgrace,
but with humility comes wisdom.

Wrinkles in Life

I mean, it’s just a little crease
It hardly even shows
It hasn’t been around too long
I just saw it moments ago

I was merely having breakfast
Then came in here to brush my teeth
When I noticed it in the mirror
In the corner of my mouth or maybe just beneath

You see I didn’t have my glasses on
And my hearing aids were out
So I could hardly see the darn thing
Or hear what my wife was shouting so about

Then as she walked into the room with me
She started cackling like a hen
And I just stood there mystified
Wondering if she had been sipping on some gin

Well, she finally had me find my glasses
And put my hearing aids on
Then she pointed to the mirror
And with a giggle she was gone

Then I turned and took a good look
At what I thought was just a wrinkle
And it turns out I wasn’t eating oatmeal
But the grandbaby’s pablum with multi-colored sprinkles

“Marge!” I screamed at the top of my lungs
My indignation soaring high
But it only made her laugh again
Until the baby began to cry

See what you’ve done, you silly man
You and your stubbornness
If you had only put your glasses on
Your face would not be such a mess

Well, I looked at myself in the mirror
And I was a sight I must concede
But it’s these little wrinkles in our everyday lives
That give us the humility that we need

©2018 by William Pierce


Help us to take a long, deep look at ourselves and recognize our shortcomings. Then may we turn to You and be changed. Thank You, Lord!



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Provoke Me With Love


©2018 by William Pierce

Romans 6:23
New Living Translation (NLT)

23 For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus our Lord.

Provoked by Time

Like flowers that have lain too long
Amid a tired and aging vase,
Where the workings of timeless sun and wind
Provoke the aging of their face,

And the water that gave them nourishment
Has slowly festered and turned a mossy green,
Choking off the flow of life
So slow it’s hardly even seen,

The sun’s rays break through the window panes
And cause a diffuse pattern on the wall,
Its light now revealing the toll of life
On every flower, one and all,

Time too has taken its toll on me
As the clock hands quickly turned,
Soon I’ll rest inside an earthen vase
Where to the dust I am returned,

But unlike flowers cut from the root
Destined to fade away and die,
The Gardener has come to graft me
Into His garden in the sky

©2018 by William Pierce


Thank You for rescuing us from the ravages of sin and time. You are the master gardener who cuts and prunes and grafts us, changing us from tares to wheat. Please be with us as we walk through this field of life.


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Matthew 11:29-30
New Living Translation (NLT)

29 Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.”

Noise Reduction

What in the world
Is this clattering sound?
That beats on my head
With a volume profound,

Making it hard to think
Harder still to understand
This cacophony must end
It’s more than I can withstand

Give me a quiet and peaceful setting
Somewhere noise can’t interfere
Somewhere deep in my persona
Down where serenity perseveres

A pristine and clear setting
Where my mind can come and rest
Where my soul is bathed in beauty
And my spirit is blessed

So come with me this moment
To a place you’ll never forget
Take up my easy burden
And find eternal rest

©2018 by William Pierce


In this world of commotion and clamor help us to build a wall of serenity around us. Help us to live within the walls of Your love.


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Mirror Image


Hebrews 1:3
New Living Translation (NLT)

3 The Son radiates God’s own glory and expresses the very character of God, and he sustains everything by the mighty power of his command. When he had cleansed us from our sins, he sat down in the place of honor at the right hand of the majestic God in heaven.

Captivated by His Portrait

You show yourself in pieces
Like whispers so genteel
But there’s just so much to you
That’s impossible to reveal

We see your strength so impressive
In the power of the storm
Your kindness we receive each day
When the sun returns to warm

And gentle rains refresh the soil
So the plants can grow and blossom
While the food that they provide us
Is nothing short of awesome

The plants, the trees, the stars and moon
Paint a picture of your grandeur
While your words inspire and show
The very essence of your nature

And more captivating than all of this
A portrait plain and pure
A shepherd came and gave his life
So we would know you for sure

©2018 by William Pierce


You show Yourself to us in all Your creation. Yet the best expression of Yourself is in the person of Jesus. When we look upon Him we have our clearest picture of You. Thank You, Lord for creating us and loving us. May every person come to see You and follow after You.


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Meandering Me


1 Timothy 6:6-8
New Living Translation (NLT)

6 Yet true godliness with contentment is itself great wealth. 7 After all, we brought nothing with us when we came into the world, and we can’t take anything with us when we leave it. 8 So if we have enough food and clothing, let us be content.

Meander Me Home

Why do I meander so?
Why don’t I “getter done”?
Why do I just keep standing here,
Soaking up the sun,

Why don’t I “get it in gear”?
And roll on down the road,
You’d think I had a thousand years,
To pay the piper what is owed,

But alas it’s just not in my soul,
To work at breakneck speed,
I’d rather work at a leisurely pace,
Taking only what I need,

Some will say that’s lazy,
Others will surely ridicule,
But I have time to cherish life,
And I think that’s very cool,

So say what you will, I understand,
For at one time I felt the same,
But having found the meandering way,
I no longer play the world’s fast-paced game

©2018 by William Pierce


Bless us with eyes that see the beauty of this world, hands that reach out to give and not take, and hearts that are content with what we have. We thank you for every blessing, every kindness.


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Quick Trick


Jeremiah 29:13
New Living Translation (NLT)

13 If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me.

Too Suddenly Sought

All at once it came upon me
An idea far too grand to set aside
I would need to fashion quickly
All the potential it could provide

So I sat up late throughout the evening
Working hard until the sun rolled around
Marking down every detail of its creation
And listing every positive to be found

Then at last there before me
It was pictured with a perfect plan
And I knew the world was waiting
With desperate eyes and cash in hand

Then just as quickly as it had come upon me
The voice of reason made me stop and think
That while it seemed a flawless product
Within its armor was a single chink

No, it wasn’t that it was a bad thing
Or even that it cost too much
It simply wasn’t what the masses yearned for
And my world vision was out of touch

So I scrapped it in a moment’s notice
Without a single regret or thought
For things that come without a struggle
Are often fished for but seldom caught

©2018 by William Pierce


Guide us each and every day to seek You. To lay aside our plans, our ways, and our desires and to seek only You. You are the treasure worth finding. You are our only hope.


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A Sure Thing


Hosea 6:3
New Living Translation (NLT)

3 Oh, that we might know the Lord!
Let us press on to know him.
He will respond to us as surely as the arrival of dawn
or the coming of rains in early spring.”


On this rock I will stand,
All other ground is sinking sand,

As sure as sure, as sure can be,
This Word has come and set me free,

I was bound in the darkest gloom,
Now Light has come and filled the room,

“Peace be still” calmed the sea,
“Forgive them Father” rescued me,

“Spoke not a word” kept me from falling,
“Follow me” gave me a calling,

“Unto every creature” sent me on a mission,
When I said “Yes” was my best decision

©2018 by William Pierce


You reveal Yourself to the sleeping world. Those whom You awaken see clearly and know You as surely as they know anything. May there be a Great Awakening. Amen!


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How Far From The Vine


John 15:1-4
New Living Translation (NLT)

Jesus, the True Vine

15 “I am the true grapevine, and my Father is the gardener.
2 He cuts off every branch of mine that doesn’t produce fruit,
and he prunes the branches that do bear fruit so they will produce even more.
3 You have already been pruned and purified by the message I have given you.
4 Remain in me, and I will remain in you. For a branch cannot produce fruit
if it is severed from the vine, and you cannot be fruitful unless you remain in me.

We Are The Branches

Offshoot of the vine
In partnership so sublime
Nourishment divine


Please keep us close at hand. Guard us from the evil in this world and make us fruitful.


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Typically Jaded


Psalm 19:1-4
New Living Translation (NLT)

1 The heavens proclaim the glory of God.
The skies display his craftsmanship.
2 Day after day they continue to speak;
night after night they make him known.
3 They speak without a sound or word;
their voice is never heard.
4 Yet their message has gone throughout the earth,
and their words to all the world.

God has made a home in the heavens for the sun.

Becoming Too Typical?

Has life become so typical?
Like a flat beer without any head,
Do we get out of bed to miracles?
Or do we wake up filled only with dread?

Do we climb every mountain with gusto?
Or resist a single change to our life,
Do we jump at the thrill of romance?
Or only remember rejection’s cut like a knife,

Does the sky fill us up with wonder?
Or do our eyes only fill up with tears,
Does the songbird sound like a symphony?
Or do we always place our hands over our ears,

Everything will always be typical,
If we live life safe; giving nothing a chance,
There are none as blind as those who will not see,
Or give the extraordinary a second glance

©2018 by William Pierce


You fill the universe with wonders galore. We can look in any direction and find miracles beyond believing, from the tiniest of particles to galaxies filled with stars and planets too many to number. Please, Lord, touch our hearts and minds so that we will never look upon this world and say that it’s typical. If we do, then we are surely the walking dead. Thank You for every single miracle that appears before us. May we not miss a single one.


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