Author: stevehaarman

OH LORD MY GOD

Oh Lord my God

I am in awesome wonder

I am aware and awake

And see Your wonder

Earlier today at about two

I see the sun reflecting off

Of the waves in a strobe-like way

It was very hypnotic and

I knew I must look away

There was the promise of

A rain storm this night

Thunder and lightning came

In ways that made fireworks look small

The water that fell filled brooks

And streams that flowed into rivers

Harm and disaster came to someone

And still being presumed safe

We look away and concentrate

On the brilliance in the sky

The light strikes; we see the horizon

The thunder roars; Your power is acknowledged

We have a storm at our border

Foolishness in leadership has

Allowed this to happen

People have reacted from all over the globe

The invitation was made clear

The costs of “benevolence” has

Not been considered

Borders must be protected or

We will have no country

This rush is part of the plan

Socialism brought in to destroy

The last great hope of the world

We have legal immigration which is good

If carried on in an equitable manner

We abandon our principals

As though we were god like and

Knew the consequence of our actions

Open up, open up, but ignore the plight of Cuba

The storm moves east, but rumblings

And slices of lightning still strike out

We have no power as the climate changes

Our great lake was made by a glacier

Now the false god of climate becomes a religion

Bold men make a fortune with their lies

Man cannot make floods or drought

These people do not care as they

Fly away in their private jets to

Give a lecture or receive an award

They spend countless millions

Promoting nothing but a lie

We all know that it is warm in

The summer and cold in the winter

Nothing we do can change that

Yes, Lord, when I consider

All the worlds Thy hands have made

And when I see the stars, the strobe lights

And all the power You have displayed

I feel the sadness of how we have looked away

Unwilling to simply follow You

I am not ready to come home to You

There is still much work to do

I pray for grace, and bow in adoration

And I proclaim, how great Thou art

Your power throughout the universe

Should be seen and acknowledged

But trifle people ignore your blessings

And seek power in order to control

The dark angels lost their battle

And these fools will perish, too

Because You will come like

Lightning and thunder and we

Will shout with acclamation and

Bow in humble adoration and

Sing our souls how foolish we are

And how great art Thou

The thunder still roars and

The sky lights up and sadly

We forget to connect with Thee

Until maybe it is too late

Stanski

Mar 20,2025, ^

ST. JOSEPH’S DAY

GOING BACK

I like to go back in time

               From time to time

Not because I liked it so

               Or couldn’t forget

It was a little different

               A much slower pace

Party line telephone

               A land line

Long distance calling

               Something special

Colonia bakery delivering bread

               Sealtest milk the same

Both used horses to pull the wagons

               You knew their names

The driving crew

               And after a while

                  They knew yours, too

Twenty seven houses on a city street

               Twenty different churches attended

                              Eight schools at least

A diversified group

               We got alone pretty well

Those times were good times

               And I like to dwell there

Think about it a little

               Go back for a while

                              But not for keeps

I like today, too

               Don’t know about tomorrow

Stanski

March 19, 2025 ^

WHAT SONG TO PLAY

We are in troubled times

This is not the first occasion

People individually suffer loss

Nothing new about that

There is always a joyful side

To tragedies of every kind

The band played on

When the Titanic sank

The song was “Nearer my God to Thee”

It was appropriate for many

Other songs could have been chosen

Amazing Grace, What a friend we have in Jesus,

How great Thou art, Abide with me and

It is well with my soul all would have sufficed

What kind of music should we choose?

We are in a crisis and must keep our spirits up

Country and Western

Blue Grass

Classic

Operatic

Rock and Roll

Jazz

The Blues

Any or all will do

Just play it my friends

You know the tunes

The ones with meaning

That make you laugh and cry

Just think of jazz and the jazz musicians

They came together after hours and would jam until dawn

Hearing it could make your heart stand still

But tomorrow you will be glad that you listened

Stanski

March 18, 2025 ^

BEING RUN OVER

I have been denied the opportunity

To engage in conversation with one

Or ones whom I have had an interest in

In order to develop a relationship with

There are legitimate reasons which I accept

But still I wait until I make a breakthrough

And in my opinion, some fine female person

Will be engaged with someone; that would be me

I would love, honor, and respect her and

Make a covenant with her that will

Leave us bonded for life.  It may be a dream

But I am a dreamer and believe in the Hand

Of the Lord.  I continue to pray and never

Know what His answer may be, but

I wait, content to be myself and stay

Within myself.  Life is a precious gift and

With it come many opportunities

We may serve and in the end be served

Humankind works that way; you give

And as a result are given back many

Times over, a gift beyond expectations

So I keep moving forward and wait

Someone is bound to speak positively

I want that day to come

Stanski

March 17, 2025 ^

WHO ARE WE AND WHAT ARE WE DOING

Disinformation to fit their Trump-hating narrative

It is because of him that Asians are being attacked

Mostly by black activists, paid to do so by the left

This is going on but not covered by the media

We encapsulated the Japanese during WWII

Turned around a ship with 300 Jews who were

Fleeing from the Nazis’ during the same war by

President Franklin Delano Roosevelt

This fact was not apparent in the media and

Those who knew praised the President

And so it goes and continues

Responsibility denied and then transferred

Then the opposite takes place—Blame Trump

And then take credit for his accomplishments, which

Took place during five years of duress and investigations,

As well as impeachment exercises which failed

We can count the lies told to the delight of the haters,

Later discredited, but too late to make an impact

Power is the name of the game.  The election was lost

But many questions remain including the integrity of

The United States Supreme Court which failed to hear

Valid objections because they arrived too early or late

So we have what we have, which includes buyer’s remorse

Our new occupant cannot answer questions unless

They are softball, predetermined, with the answers on Teleprompters

His first address was dour, sour, no real stimulation

We may have hot dogs on the 4th of July with our families,

That is if Comrade Napoleon Fauci says it is okay

Why didn’t he ask for schools to be reopened or businesses

To reopen?  Because it goes against the socialist agenda

People are talking—separating fact from fantasy

Most do not want dependency on the government

The occupant’s speech is Pablum—expectations are low

Goals already disconnected as the puppeteers

Cannot get their stories straight, but what else is new?

Stanski

March 16, 2025 ^