New Book

Just published my first e-book on Amazon. Just search, Jeff Moffett on Amazon to find it or click the link below.  The title is: A 31 Day Prayer Devotional, Conversations with God from the war in Afghanistan.

http://www.amazon.com/Day-Prayer-Devotional-Conversations-Afghanistan-ebook/dp/B010N4HCR6/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1437965276&sr=1-1&keywords=a+31+day+prayer+devotional

Just For a Day

If I could be you, oh but for a day

When I am me I would know what to say

If I could be you, oh but for a day

I would know you pain

And who is to blame

For the scars you hid from me

If I could be you, oh but for a day

To see through your eye

To feel with your hands

Then I could be your perfect man

If I could be you, oh but for a day

Hidden buried memories I would replay

If I could be you, oh but for a day

To walk where you have walked

To stand where you have stood

To experience your fears, Oh yes I would

If I could be you, oh but for a day

To love through your heart

To reason with your mind

All the untold secrets that I would find

If I could be you oh but for a day

This is the unanswered prayer that I pray

                                                       ~Moffett~

                                                                          October 2013

I've Been Missing You  

Holding hands, walks in the sand
Conversation over dinner for two
God knows that I love spending time with you

Intimate nights some petty fights
Laughing and dancing the whole night through
God knows that I love spending time with you

Calling to hear your voice of cheer
Enjoying the things that lovers do
God knows that I love spending time with you

Felling like a child when I see you smile
Dressing alike, ...we do that too
God knows that I love spending time with you

Hold you tight every night
The funny thing is, that you don’t have a clue
Just how much I've been missing you

                                                     ~Jeff Moffett~
                                                         Oct 2013

Love / Trust

True love is unconditional which means that you love regardless to what a person does or does not do. Sometime you may even regret the fact that you are in love with someone who mistreats you or takes advantage of you. Trust on the other hand is very conditional; it is earned, it is built, it is developed and is contingent on the actions of the other person. Trust can be lost, rebuilt, it can be partial or complete. Trust is the security-guard of one’s heart; the stronger the trust the more relaxed one becomes with allowing access to their heart. The less trust one has the more guarded and reserved one will be when allowing access to their heart. Trust is the door to who one really is that can be completely open, completely closed, or anywhere in between. True love does not require trust; on the contrary, trust is a by-product of true love.
~m~

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He sang as though time was endless
We sat, arms folded, our eyes affixed on the clock

He spoke softly from his love of God as he shared mini testimonies with towering conviction
We glanced at one another, appalled and condescending

He fumbled through his notes, his pick in disarray, oblivious to any negativity; he begins another praise
We spoke without words, thoughts contrary to the given message

He sat absent from the world around him completely emerged in devotion, and yet another praise
We clap out of necessity

He proclaims another expression of his thankfulness and gratitude
His, pick, guitar, and voice echo melodies of freedom throughout the room
Our hourglass’s sands of patients filtered from mountain top to the anchors of our intentions

He sings of life, happiness and love as a mother that finds no fault in her helpless child, he shares from his well of hope and faith
We ignore, our cups of acceptance bottoms upward

He continues to pour as though cups not filled, children expecting; song, hymn, praise, worship, contemporary, traditional; angels sing as he leads silenced voices in another song

I Can't But Jesus Can

A tower to lean on I am not
I’m just a man or have you forgot
Miracle worker, no that’s not me!
I’m just a mortal! Don’t you see?
Financial Tycoon! Oh! What a great aspiration!
When I said I was broke, that was no exaggeration!
International recognition and worldly fame
That’s not how I roll, that’s not my game
Awards, certificates and plaques, not on my wall
A heart full of pride precedes the fall
So what was it you said you were expecting from me?
Perfection! Protection! Possessions, and Originaaaaality
It’s not that I don’t want too, don’t get me wrong
I don’t want to be weak when I know you need me strong
I don’t want to disappoint you not another time
But, honey what you want is called, Divine!
What you are wishing for can’t be found in a man
You need the Lord Jesus for only He can
Be your strong tower for you to lean on
Work every miracle before your prayers are done
Shower you with riches with more to come
Wait just a moment, bear with me please
I’m not a fraud, I’m not a tease
I say my prayer down on my knees
Open her heart Lord that she may see
Loving Jesus Christ is the key
Honey! I can’t but Jesus can!

To All My Children

To all my children,

It is so wonderful that you take time to recognize my sons. It is thoughtful of you to show them special appreciation on this day you have called “Fathers Day”. I really don’t mind the gesture at all but let me remind you that everyday is “FATHER’s DAY”. Who took nothing and called it into something, then took that something and formed a body, breathed my breath into that body and called him man? Who by breathing provides the life wind for all living things? Who shaped you, placed you, and wakes you everyday, never forgetting once, never to busy with other worlds matters to provide you that personal attention? Who walks with you, provides protecting angels for you, and carries you when you don’t even know that your legs have given out under you? Who loves you, has faith in you, believes in you when you have given up on yourself? Who will listen to your thoughts, your troubles, and your feelings no matter what time it is? Who can you trust with your inner-most feelings without worry of them getting out to the entire world? Who showers you with the rain, wraps you up in the sunshine, and paints a beautiful rainbow for your pleasure? Who can you call after you have called everybody else, which will treat you as though your first call was to Him? Who can say yes when the doctors have said no, who can say no when the doctor’s say you have? Who knows all your hang-up, ugly little secrets, all your flaws, all your fears and loves you as though you were perfect? Who no matter what your color, what your frame, what’s in your brain, big bone, red bone, little bone, no bone, thick, thin, heavy or frail, short, tall or vertically challenged is proud to declare to the worlds that you are made in His image? Who serenades you with the thunder, entertains you with a lighting light show? Who disciplines you in such a way that you always benefit? Who rewards you for your obedience with a blank check that will never come back, NSF? Who loves you so much that He gave His first born to die that you might live? Who, although a thousand of your years is but a day to Him, is available anytime you call? Come on my child, tell me who!

Go ahead my child, honor those who honor is do, but when you are through, remember that it’s your Heavenly Father’s Day to. Oh, “I’m Who” each and everyday I love you and I cherish you. I have but one more question my children, who took time today, yesterday, and forevermore to say to me through the actions of their heart, HAPPY FATHERS DAY, Heavenly Father, “Happy Fathers Day?

June 2010

I’m Not That Man

I’m not the one that treated you bad
I’m not the one that made you sad
I’m not the one that hit it and ran
I’m not the one that won’t be a man

I’m not the one that leaves prints on your face
I’m not the one with a foot in your space
I’m not the one that told you lies
I’m not the one your child, deny

I’m not the one a job won’t keep
I’m not the one that the Po-Po seek
I’m not the one that can never be found
I’m not the one with girls all over town

I’m not the one your heart did steal
I’m not the one searching for another cheap thrill
I’m not the one thats always high
I’m not the one baby clothes won’t buy

I’m not the one education won’t seek
I’m not the one true words won’t speak
I’m not the one another man did meet
I’m not the one that put you on the street

I’m not the one that took your dreams away
I’m not the one that denies my DNA
I’m not the one sitting behind bars
I’m not the one responsible for your emotional scars

I’m not the one that should ever hear you say
You ain’t never been a man anyway!
I’m not the one that you accuse me to be
I’ve never been that man, why can’t you see
Stop living in the past of yesterday
Encourage me dear with something good to say
I'm not that man!

June 2010

If I Could Talk To My Father Again

Daddy please explain to me why
When I was young you had to die
I’ve tried to be strong and hold back the tears
Control my emotions and face my fears

Yet there is this void that can not be filled
there is a truth not yet revealed
How much I pray you could hear me say
If I could talk to my father again

Daddy don’t leave me, Daddy I need you, Daddy come home, I’m so all alone
Daddy I love you, Daddy I need you, Daddy please set me free,
If I could talk to my father again

Mamma keeps telling me that you aren’t dead
yet you no longer say prayers before I go to bed
Mamma, Mamma you don’t understand
I need my daddy to become a man

Guide me and mold me, tell me I can
discipline with love, draw the line in the sand
How much I pray you could hear me say
If I could talk to my father again

Daddy don’t leave me, Daddy I need you, Daddy come home, I’m so all alone
Daddy I love you, Daddy I need you, Daddy please set me free,
If I could talk to my father again

Year after year and tear after tear
time has moved on and your grandchildren are here
Question after question I ask in my heart
Daddy why this, Daddy why that, where do I start

Daddy please explain please tell me why
When I was young you had to die
Mamma keeps telling me that you aren’t dead
Yet that is what you are inside my head

Daddy don’t leave me, Daddy I need you, Daddy come home, I’m so all alone
Daddy I love you, Daddy I need you, Daddy please set me free,
If I could talk to my father again



Now that you are gone I can hear you say
Daddy, when I was born, why did you have to die
Why did you disown us and make Mamma cry
She keeps telling me that you aren’t dead
Just loving another family and wife instead

Daddy don’t leave me, Daddy I need you, Daddy come home, I’m so all alone
Daddy I love you, Daddy I need you, Daddy please set me free,
If I could talk to my father again

Father in heaven, please help me I pray
to never live my life in such a way
that my son will ever have to say

Daddy don’t leave me, Daddy I need you, Daddy come home, I’m so all alone
Daddy I love you, Daddy I need you, Daddy please set me free,
If I could only talk to my father again

June 2010

Healthcare from the Feet Perspective

If one is barefoot and the feet are getting tore up by the rocks, glass, sand,

dirt, cold, heat, rain, snow, etc…

If one has never had shoes and thus does not know how to tie shoe-laces.

Should one reject shoes, because they come with laces?

Laces that one does not know how to tie,

Laces that could cause one to trip and bust one’s head,

Laces that must be replaced,

Laces that present a challenge,

Laces that could be tied together by an enemy,

Laces that the dog could eat, etc…

Or should one except the shoes that one’s feet have never felt,

The shoes that will protect,

The shoes that will shield,

The shoes that encourage feet that dread to walk,

to step, one step at a time on ground traveled before,

one step at a time on ground never traveled!

Is it a matter of cognitive desistance?

Or is it a simple realization that continuing down the same path the same way, shoeless, will

continue to be a challenge yielding the same results;

on the other foot,

wearing shoes, old shoes! new shoes! on virgin feet,

tying laces that have never been tied,

buying socks that develop holes, powders, sprays, and odor-eaters,

shoes to small,

shoes to narrow,

shoes too hard, is better than no shoes at all.

Healthcare, from the feet perspective.

(Moffett, 2010)