Poems by Annette M. Parrott

 who is she?

A Junkie for Jesus

A junkie for Jesus I never thought I'd be
So filled with desire, for the one who set me free
Stained in the blood that He shed at Calvary
I wallow in His excellence, crazed with Victory.

A junkie for Jesus, not me oh heavens no
I never quite imagined how thick His Spirit flowed
How He possesses your being, once you choose to let go
How completely and utterly and deftly He takes control.

A junkie for Jesus now that I've had a taste
Of His overwhelming presence, His consummate embrace
Of His mercy never ending, and ever infinite grace
Basking in His presence, I desire no other place.

A junkie for Jesus, and proud to say I am.
Walking in His footsteps, dancing hand in hand
No longer in the driver's seat, relinquishing command
2 Samuel 6:14. Brother David, I understand.

A junkie for Jesus, craving my next fix
Another dousing of his Spirit, my heart free of all conflicts
My existence for Your purpose, My life on You transfixed
A holy rolling, shouting, dancing, Holy Ghost addict.

A junkie for Jesus, aficionado for sure
Sealed, signed, delivered, totally devoted forever more
Now THIS, is an addiction for which I never want a cure
He'll finish this work he started in me, this He does assure.

A junkie for Jesus, dontcha want a try?
The most enduring, powerful, pleasurable, soothing, soul changing high.
That will calm and excite you, all laws of this world defy
More than your wildest dreams or desires, let Jesus be your guide.
He's got the fix,
Just,
For,
You.



Dr. Jesus
I came to the doctor with ailments galore
Aches & pains, bruises & sores
Told him I was tired of suffering each day
And asked--no begged--that he take the pain away
Little did I know he'd already diagnosed me
Knew the symptoms, the causes, the complete remedy
Yet he listened with patience as I bemoaned my plight
Urged me to have faith that all would be right
Not sure if I believed him but earnestly hoping
I tried to relax and let Dr. Jesus do his thing.
At the first touch I cringed, and tried to draw back
Surely good medicine didn't feel like that
I fidgeted in discomfort and wriggled with unease
Not allowing myself to be calmed, though I knew his expertise
I winced at each movement and flinched at each step
Thoroughly unhappy though his skills were adept
How much time passed I could not quite say
What was taking so long for the pain to go away
Each time I thought the procedure was done
The hurt would begin again as though he'd never begun
Well. maybe it didn't hurt quite as much as before
But what I wanted was to be completely restored.
I struggled with the pain, tried not to cry out loud
Surely in the doctor's office, that's not allowed
In the hands of the great healer why did pain linger on?
Once I gave it to Dr. Jesus, shouldn't all pain be gone?
Like waking from anesthesia I suddenly realized
That Jesus had healed me, but why should I be surprised.
What I didn't know was that each pain and sting
Were my wounds being dressed, my scars softening
For Jesus, master healer in his infinite wisdom knew
He had to remove the scarred tissue before he could give me anew
He tended each wound with his patience and love
A feat only divinely possible from above
His hand massaged my heart my spirit restored
He attended each ailment, no malady ignored
His healing comes with a guarantee
That's good throughout eternity
So if you need an appointment make one today
And rest in perfection as Jesus has His way.



I cant sit down
I cant sit down on what you've done
Knowing exactly where you've brought me from
I must instead stand and give you praise
Giving thanks that from the grave I was raised

I cant sit down when I hear your Word
Because of the joy that in me is stirred
When in your presence I must rejoice
With my body as well as my soul and voice

I cant sit down I must dance instead
For my feet know the horrors through which they've tread
They bear witness to your power in setting me free
And cant help but to dance in victory

I cant sit down and I'm not ashamed
That I'm exceedingly joyful when I magnify your name
I've got a jig of joy a prance of peace
A shuffle of satisfaction and contentment that wont cease

I cant sit down and don't want to
For salvation, joy, your Spirit, I thank you
For the dancing duet when your Spirit falls
How can I help but exalt you with my all

I cant sit down when honoring God
And have the very stones rob me of my job
My Father deserves a standing ovation
So I join in praise with the rest of creation

I cant sit down and be well behaved
I don't know a quiet way of being saved
My soul is overflowing, there's no longer a drought
So I skip and shout and let it flow out

I cant sit down and who says that I should
The world get excited when they're feeling good
At clubs, promotions, when their favorite teams wins
Well my party is eternal and in the end WE win!

When was the last time you stood for the Lord?
Raised up in praise instead of acting stiff and bored
Realizing that sitting down just wont do
Where would you be if God sat down on you?




Walkin' With Jesus
I'm walkin' with Jesus, each step of each day
He's beside me guides me so i wont go astray
I'm walkin' with Jesus and He's walking with me
Keepin' me now and through all eternity
I'm walkin' with Jesus through the valley and marsh
In His arms I'm safe from harm when conditions are harsh
I'm walkin' with Jesus through tears and through rain
Knowin' He's holdin' my hand through each pain.
I'm walkin' with Jesus, His footsteps are sure
His pathways are perfect, His protection secure

When i'm not walking He's carrying me
Faithful in my faithless infidelity
When i'm not walking He stays with me still
In my breach of contract His promises continuing to fulfill
When i'm not walking He patiently waits
He doesnt rebuke or belittle, debase or berate
When i'm not walking He doesnt let go
He woos me with the love that continues to flow
When i'm not walking He carries me instead
Never leaving or forsaking me, as He has said.

Please make it so that i can walk with you again.


 

Fruit that guarantees your promises as fact     (Gal 5:22)
         The firmness of your Word, proven and exact.
Assurance and evidence of things unseen (Heb 11:1)
         That mountain will move and think it routine (Matt 17:20, I Cor
 13:2)
Imparts understanding of God's infallible Word (Heb 11:3 )
         Insures my confidence, my spirit is stirred
Thankful for the covenant of salvation's plan
         That you have extended to every man (Eph 1:13)
Healing, salvation, all things through it I can do(Mk 5:34, Mk 10:52, Lk
8:48,Lk 7:50)
         My shield and my victory, thank you Jesus for FAITH in you. (Eph
6:16, I John 5:4)


Perpetual praise I give you, for all that you have done, (Is 25:1)
thankful for the work in me that you have begun (Phil 1:6)
Raving and celebrating I halal your name in dance (Ps 149:3)
I'll yadah and towdah with my hands and shabach you every chance  (Ps 47:1)
Awe is how I stand before your creative majesty. (Ps 33:8)
Your creations applaud and praise you, the heavens the earth the seas (Ps
69:34)
I will praise you for thou has heard me, and my salvation you have become
(Ps 118:21)
With my voice and with the strings, I praise you Holy One (Ps 71:22)
Singing songs of praise to you, Is what my heart is fixed to do(Ps 149:1,
Ps 108:1)
The fruit of my lips I sacrifice too, a small token of my love
for you. (Heb 13:15)
Every day I shall exalt you and bless you with hands raised (Ps 134:2)
Today, tomorrow, forever Lord I give you thanks and praise (I Ch 23:30)


Perpetual and persistent petitions, I will not faint nor cease (Luke
18:1, ITh 5:13)
         Knowing that if I am steadfast, you will grant increase (ICor 3:7)
Respectfully and reverently I can boldly approach your throne, (Heb 4:16)
knowing you're interceding for me when my spirit can only groan. (Rom 8:26)
Asking it in your name, you'll withhold nothing from me (Jn 14:14, Jn 15:16)
You'll be faithful to my appeals and not turn away your mercy. (Ps 66:20)
You are able to do above and beyond all we think or ask (Eph 3:20)
You're interested in your daily lives and will aid us in every task (Prov
3:6)

Effectual, fervent prayers availeth much through righteousness in you
(Jam 5:16)
And we rest assured that with your strength, there's no thing that we
cant do (Phil 4:13)
Requests we can make known to you, and you will answer our prayer (Phil 4:6)
         For when we are gathered in your name, we will find you
there.  (Matt 18:20)

The most peaceful place is in the middle of the storm.
Who hears the whisper in the roar of the crowd?
Why bother to read lips when one's talking aloud?
Is the heat from fireplace felt when the weather's warm?
The most peaceful place is in the middle of the storm.

What's one drop of water unless the throat is scorched?
In the height of daylight why carry a torch?
If everything is perfect why bother with reform?
The most peaceful place is in the middle of the storm.

I don't crave for manna when my belly is full
Or pray for strength when I've nothing to pull
There's no need to practice if I'll never perform
The most peaceful place is in the middle of the storm.

Why do I need faith if my requests are met?
Why make deposits if I've incurred no debt?
Don't we appreciate the rose because of it's thorns?
The most peaceful place is in the middle of the storm.

When perceived trials come at first I complain
Then wonder, is this the only way I hear you call my name?
Sometimes I think myself insane
Dare I pray for the storm, the wind and the rain?

It is in the middle of the storm that I feel your peace
That your love wraps around me like the warmest, softest fleece
That I see how perfectly I am kept
And unless I'm focused on you I'm completely inept

Teach me to quiet myself, so I wont need to be policed
So I wont need a storm to recognize your peace
But should they come, I have now been forewarned
The most peaceful place is in the middle of the storm.




The Nature of You
As the trees drop their leaves, succumbing to fall
Lord I bear my soul, surrendering my all.
Father keep me in your Spirit every moment, I beg You please
Bringing power, joy and peace as the wind doth bring the breeze
I hear crickets sing Your praises at not just dusk but incessantly
And I join them in their chorus, "Hallelujah, I adore Thee"
Your mercy moves my spirit, like the ripples on a lake
Ever widening and abiding, Your love healing all my aches
When the shadows fall around me I seek warmth under your Son
Shining morning, noon and evening, when I feel chill, I know where to run.
Wrap me in your presence like the buds preparing for spring
Protected from elements that would harm, I thank you Jesus, King of Kings.
All the acorns on the ground waiting to bring life fresh and new
As you've given new life to me, all increase must come from You.
All the colors, texture, fragrances, declare your infinite creativity
Your infallible, omnipotent, omniscient Word and ability for keeping me.
Every creeping crawling thing shunned by most are still aware
That you're their maker and their Lord, and our utterances You do hear.
Every spring babbles Your name, every bird Your glory proclaims.
Every rock doth testify, Your excellence heralded from the skies.
The earth and lichens wish as well, Your awesome nature to share and tell.
And my soul bears witness too, keeper Jesus how I love You.
 

Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.
Satan laughs, he thinks I'm had
Seeing my countenance, knowing I'm sad
But no matter my plague of feelings Grimm
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

Though there is sadness, there is no despair
My hope is in Him, I've nothing to fear
Even as forgotten aches are creeping back in
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

I've emptied my heart, all that's left are the moans
Please curtail my suffering, or call me on home
Each moment a struggle, daily chagrin
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

My spirit's melancholy but 'tis well with my soul
My flesh it weak but His blood has made me whole
My heart feels as if being torn limb from limb
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

I thought you would be the supreme anesthesia
That there would be no more pain since you are my healer
I pray for another dousing, filling to the brim
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

Bring me back to where we first did begin
Where my only craving was your touch on my skin
Through my tears, my vision grows dim
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

I don't understand why this must be
How have I displeased You that this must happen to me
Your perfect will is why, and Your timing is when
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

Salvation in check, peace at rest
My joy may be wavering, but I still know I'm blessed
I resist drowning, and continue to swim
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

I lay it in your hands and trust that you will
My unrest-- quiet, my requests--fill
My hands lifted in praise, my mouth spilling hymns
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.