You Give Food a Bad Taste

(to the tune of Bon Jovi’s “You Give Love a Bad Name”)chef

A balanced meal is all we ask
You promised nutrition
But we end up with gas
Fat and starch got a hold on me
I gained ten pounds immediately

Oh, Oh, you’ve a loaded bun
Oh, Oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

Pain in the gut
And you’re to blame
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)
You slap this stuff on my plate
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)

Step in line; make your choice
If it should’ve been dry
Surely now it’s real moist
Don’t wear sweats or tank shirt
In Tony’s place, or your name is dirt

Oh, Oh, you’ve a loaded bun
Oh, Oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save us
The damage is done

Pain in the gut
And you’re to blame
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)
You slap this stuff on our plates
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)

Lyrical parody written in “honor” of Tony, the former cafeteria cook, at St. Louis Christian College
© 1986 Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

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A Shepherd at Jesus’ Birth

I am a shepherd,mural-Birth
brave and bold.
I tend, night and day,
a very large fold.

One night an angel appeared to
some others and me,
And said that in Bethlehem was a
Savior for us to see.

And that we would find him
wrapped in swaddling clothes.
Then came, praising God, a multitude
of angels of the heavenly host.

When the angels were gone,
we left with haste,
For the Savior we wanted to see so much,
no time did we waste.

After seeing the Savior
we spread the news we had been told.
Then we went back
to our fold.

I left feeling as
a new shepherd,
Rejoicing to God for
what I’d seen and heard.

© Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell (age 12) – dug this one out of some old papers.

We Don’t Need to Cry

As we walk alongSTEMROSE
Talking of our hurts and cares,
My mind looks back on the memories
Of the precious moments we have shared.
And I think of how He’s blessed me
With special and loving friends like you,
Who can touch the great joy
Within my heart and help it become
Fresh, alive, and new.

We don’t need to cry
At the moments we must part.
Your memory lingers on
And it can touch my heart.
Because we love Jesus
And praise His name on high,
Our friendship lasts forever
And we don’t need to cry

Seasons will arrive
When we’ll be separated.
At the times when we could use them,
We won’t be near to share our hugs
But we have memories to embrace
To fill the dreary and lonely moments.
Because of those memories,
We can have roses in December
That are beautiful

We don’t need to cry
At the moments we must part.
Your memory lingers on
And it can touch my heart.
Because we love Jesus
And praise His name on high,
Our friendship lasts forever
And we don’t need to cry

©1984 Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

The Way We All Live United

TheWayWeAllLiveUnitedGive your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.
Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.

When you share your treasure, you’re touching lives all around you—
From the baby needing what young ones need
To the older adult without family
Your money gives the homeless a home, the hungry a meal, the jobless a job
All because you have chosen to …

Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.
Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.

When you share your time, you impact lives around you—
From the victim needing a safe way out
To surviving ones enjoying company
Your moments give the child a friend, the mom a mentor, the hurting a purpose
All because you have chosen to …

Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.
Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.

When you share your talents, you inspire lives all around you—
From the children needing some tutoring
To families with a wretched house
Your helping gives a house a roof, a wall some paint, a yard some cleaning
All because you have chosen to …

Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.
Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.

Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.
Give your best. Advocate. Volunteer. That’s the way we all live united.

The Way We All Live United© 2012 Kat Kreations/Kat Paw Music
Lyrics by Kathi (Kat) Isbell
Lead Vocals/Piano by Abby Whicker
Background Vocals/Guitar by Dan Dickerson
Production Assistance by Cathy Perrin
Cheerleading by Emily Baxter

See the rough video click here

When I Need You

When I need a place to hide,Source
You are my Shelter;
When I need a place to rest,
You are my Strength;
When I need a place for love,
You’re my Security.
When I need You,
You’re all things to me.

Lord, I need You always.
I need You always.
There’s never a day
When I can’t say
I need You always.

When I need a hand to hold,
You are my Comfort;
When I need a light to see,
You are my Guide;
When I need a word of hope,
You’re my Counselor.
When I need You,
You’re all things to me.

Lord, I need You always.
I need You always.
There’s never a day
When I can’t say
I need You always.

You’re my life.
You’re my breath.
You’re the reason I exist.

Lord, I need You always.
I need You always.
There’s never a day
When I can’t say
I need You always.

These lyrics were inspired by a poem written by Rebecca Barlow Jordan.  See the image for that poem.  I’ve sung these lyrics at home, but that tune has yet to be set to music or heard by others.

The drawing was inspired by the cover of a concert program during Sandi Patty’s Another Time, Another Place tour.

Lyrics and colored pencil drawing © Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

The Nature of Aluminum Dandelions

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Within the name “Aluminum Dandelions” exist two distinct elements, which combine to form this unique breed of flowers, that grows in the King’s garden.

Aluminum is a well-known metal with high reflectivity and good electrical and thermal conducting abilities.  This metal resists rusting, is our most abundant metal, always occurs in combination, and can be recycled.

The name “dandelion” comes from a word meaning “lion’s tooth.”  “Lion” could be descriptive of a courageous or ferocious being or of a person of outstanding interest or importance.  The dandelion is a hardy, yellow-flowered composite plant.  Composite means that it is made up of distinct parts.  These plants are found in very many grassy areas.

Drawing from the properties of these two elements the King has fashioned and nurtured His Aluminum Dandelions.  These flowers reflect the warmth of His light to the world around them.  They are made of distinct parts, gently designed by the King’s hands into beings of outstanding importance in His garden.  Their roots grow deeply into the King’s soil to drink the nectar of His Word.  This nectar makes them hardy and able to resist decay, so that they may grow and produce fruit.

Again and again the Aluminum Dandelions serve as the King’s conductors.  As He transforms their yellow flowers into white, feather-light parachutes, He carefully blows them from one part of the garden to another.  Each of these chutes from each of the flowers carries a single seed.  This is the King’s way of creating more of His special Aluminum Dandelions, and thereby causing His garden to become increasingly more beautiful as the seasons pass.

[During the time when I was living on campus while taking some graduate courses, a few of us in the dorm started hanging out.  Many times we’d watch “Steel Magnolias.”  We called ourselves the Aluminum Dandelions.  Later, when I created a greeting card design with dandelions on the front, the description above is from that piece.]

Dedicated to Truvy (Kelli), Annelle (Becky), Clarie (Holly), Malynn (Brenda), Shelby (Chris) … from Weeza

 

I Love You, Lord

Have you ever been singing a simple chorus over and over then kind of wish there was more to it?  That’s what happened one day during my college years.  The chorus “I Love You, Lord” got into my head and after it rolled around a few times, the Lord led me to add another verse.  (See the third stanza below.)  Some time later, two more came along.  Below are the results.sign said

The first stanza is the original chorus recorded by Maranatha Music.  Hear it at this link or search for others.

I love You, Lord,
and I lift my voice to worship You.
O my soul rejoice!
Take joy, my King, in what You hear.
May it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear.

I love You, Lord,
and in You I’m cleansed. I’m free from guilt.
Oh! My sin is gone!
For me, my King, You gave Your life.
Now I know the love You have in Your heart!

I love You, Lord.
You are glorious and powerful,
O great Lord above!
Take me, my King, and use my life.
May it be a gift of love in Your hand.

I love You, Lord,
and with all my heart, I trust in You!
Oh! Your peace is mine!
Fill me, my King, and guide my path.
May I follow day by day in Your steps.

Stanza one and melody (c) Maranatha Music as sung by The Maranatha Singers or Laurie Klein at this link; stanzas two through four (c)Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

The wildest thing that the Lord blessed me with in regard to this extra verse (the third one) was when I was visiting a congregation in south central Illinois and during the worship service, the lyrics to I Love You Lord appeared on the screen as we sang.  Then, the stanza with “…O great Lord, above…” came up and we sang it. My friends there had added it to their worship songs they sing!  Go, God!  🙂