Sunday, May 20, 2018

Fr. Jacob Willig


Father Jacob Willig
May 19, 2018

On you, this day, is placed the stole
Forever marked, as priest, your soul.
No more an ordinary man
But one anointed for His plan.

Be brave and follow His commands,
No matter what a “yes” demands.
For all belongs to Him who made
The earth and all the stars arrayed

No cost too great for Him who gave
His only Son, for man to save.
To Him a “yes” is always best.
He’ll grant the grace for every test.

A shepherd you are called to be
To face the wolf, and never flee,
To lead the flock to sweet repose
Wherein the living water flows.

We’ll offer prayer for you each day
That God, through you, would light the way.
And bring to Him a faithful throng
To heaven’s gate where they belong.

6/3/18 Through 6/9/18

6/3/18 Through 6/9/18

                                       Sunday  (sing to Stabat Mater)
In the bread and in the wine
Blood and body of divine
Christ our Savior we behold

Falling manna, precious tide
Blood and water from His side
Ancient story now retold

Only those that thus believe
Can become what they receive
Earthen vessels filled with gold

Living tabernacles make us
Unto new dimensions take us
Nothing does our God withhold

Fully fed and satisfied
By our Christ they crucified
Every captive now set free

Risen now and glorified
Seated at the Father's side
Spirit opens eyes to see

Monday
I thank You Lord for every grace
For each abandoned sin
You lead me to a better place
Where I, salvation win.

So many sins I did not know
Were leading me astray
For pleasure, and for pride although
They kept me far away

One by one You showed me why
My actions needed change
Why love for You could not deny
The need to rearrange

So many still, are found in me
That make the progress slow
I still have need to be set free,
That I may further grow.

Attachments long ingrained within
A harmful choice can be
For every seeming "little" sin
Keeps me away from Thee.

Teach me in Your school of love
Progressing every day
To daily grow in knowledge of
Just how I turn away.

To exercise some self-control
Enduring to the end
Devoted deep within my soul
To righteousness defend.

That swelling in affection for
My gracious Lord above,
I fill my life forevermore
With His enduring love.

Tuesday
Hasten the day of His coming
When fire consumes all that is
With faith every soul is becoming
Devoted, and totally His.

For wicked, a day of great terror
They thought that they never would see
For those that refuted their error
The time of the great victory.

Wednesday
Through ignorance we run astray
And work to make our separate way
Bemused we wander unaware
Upon the serpent's deadly lair.

We start believing stupid things
Self-centeredness and boasting brings
We see the narrow way for fools
And nothing more than silly rules

But we must see the writing clear
And learn at last, the God to fear
He gives to us the grace to know
If we, but to the scriptures go

We find in nearly every line
Refreshment from this holy vine
And if we act on what we read,
On milk and honey we shall feed.

Thursday
To teach, at first, we well must learn
How rightly to, His word, discern.
And take to heart what He's revealed
Illuminating that concealed

Remove the plank and then we see
How well the word was meant for me.
The Truth will never lead astray,
But guide us on the narrow way.

Friday
Great sign of love, the Sacred Heart
To man, abundant grace impart
Contained within this holy sign
The greatest depth of love sublime.

Saturday
As spring awakens plants and trees
The eye that's opened clearly sees
His justice and His praise abound
Wherever docile souls are found

A heart immaculate conceived
A heart inflamed by grace received
A heart to mother all mankind
A heart in which true peace we find




Sunday, May 13, 2018

5/27/18 Through 6/2/18

5/27/18 Through 6/2/18

Sunday
The Trinity I can't explain
But this I see quite clear and plain
There's truth in what the Savior said
And I believe it, every shred

Though separate from each other, one
Are both the Father and the Son
The Spirit too, is one in three
And further yet, confuses me

Yet I have met each one of these
In bread and wine or gentle breeze
In fire of love or babble sound
In truth, the Trinity, I've found

My simple mind cannot explain
But this I know quite clear and plain
God's love for man does far transcend
The place where mortal sketches end.

Monday
Is that really who I am,
A weak and faithless kind of man?
Or would I answer ready then
If I but heard His call again?

A mind so occupied by gain
Is like a mind that's bound in chain
Unable to, in love, reply
When ere the Savior passes by.

Tuesday
I may be last, but let me in
My pride and all my selfish sin
Have placed me at the back of line
But let forgiveness still be mine.

Wednesday
To drink of the cup that He drinks
Is easy, the foolish one thinks
In time he will try, and in danger, he'll fly
And see how his love really stinks

To drink of the cup that He drinks
I can do, he says as he winks
But faced with the pain, he abandons the gain
And quietly off, then he slinks.

Thursday
In His presence dance for joy
All your talents then employ
Proclaim His greatness to the sky
No more need for poor to cry

He clearly shows it's not the end
If we, on earth, on Him, depend
For love outlives the earth and sky
And He was love, they can't deny

Friday
No concept of the power He gave
This One who came to sinner save
No concept of the glory due
When in His house, just passing through

Pray with faith and find it yours
Have no doubt that love endures
Drive away the base desire
Fill your heart with zealous fire

Saturday
A parched and barren land that thirsts
A sacred heart, with lance, that bursts
The blood and water flowing tide
A cleansing love, to man provide

Thirst of man in love assuaged
Evil now, much more enraged
Their every scheme to quell the word
Results that far more souls have heard.




Monday, May 7, 2018

5/20/18 Through 5/26/18

5/20/18 Through 5/26/18

Sunday
Great wind of love blow through our home
Our twisted selfishness please comb
Let love drive out all base desire
And fill us with Your holy fire

For love can cure our every ill
By following the Father's will
So cure the sick and save the lost
By filling us this Pentecost

Monday
Lord, of these demons, free our land
Teach us to love as You had planned
May faithful Christians fast and pray
To drive this evil far away

Each little vice we welcome in
Will pave the way for greater sin
Till then one day we look around 
And wickedness is all that's found

But wisdom and humility
Bring forth abundant fruit for Thee
In peaceful self-control we find
The fruits of righteousness are mined

Tuesday
Humbly trust in providence
Let love become your recompense
Seek not the prize of worldly gain
But break the links of selfish chain

Become a servant for them all
And answer well the greatness call
Be childlike and trust His care
Than find He answers every prayer

Wednesday
My daily bread is all I ask
To strip away this phony mask
That vainly says I'm in comand
Yet knowing not what You have planned

From my earliest days of youth
I've tried to make my plans and truth
Now looking back I clearly see
Futility in trusting me

Thursday
We drag around our useless fat
Corroded gold and silver that
We've spent our days amassing so
Prosperity and ease we'd know

But oh, how useless all of this
These monuments to our remiss
In our defense they hold no sway
Upon the fateful judgement day

Friday
Persevere in loving one
You chose so long ago
What benefit in having fun
With one you do not know?

For history well has honored those
Who persevere in strife
And Jesus in His teaching shows
Commitments are for life

The joy you found in years gone by 
Will prove as just the start
When two, in love, both laugh and cry
And never grow apart

The key is never saying no
To love's increased demand
But learning how to give and grow
As our Creator planned

Saturday
Let the children come to me
Those innocent and pure
What joy if all would come to be
So confident and sure

Without the shades of doubt they learn
From years of sinful ways
And knowing they could never earn
A life of endless days













Sunday, April 29, 2018

5/13/18 Through 5/19/18

5/13/18 Through 5/19/18

Sunday
Hated for My word received
Blest because they have believed
Though living in a world of wrong
Protected 'cause they don't belong

Consecrate in truth the ones
That chose to be the Father's sons
Give them unity in love
Reflective of our bond above.

Monday
For silver coins a love betrayed
Despairing once the deal was made
Another chosen in his place
Matthias, man of humble grace

Remain in Him no matter what
For Mercy's door is never shut
Then  follow well His every word
And spread to all what you have heard.

Tuesday
Go in peace, a job well done
Good news passed on about the Son
A conscience clear, you've shown the way
In love, you did, the word convey

It's up to those you leave behind
To seek, and then, His will to find
To follow in the way He shows
Till each and every child knows

Wednesday
May Your word of truth inspire
Spark a flame of holy fire
Illumine where the mind is dim
Help us to see our God in Him

The world and flesh will try to say
Come walk within their wider way
But where it leads is to a snare
To catch the foolish unaware

The way of truth will lead you there
Within the Shepherd's constant care
To where the verdant pastures grow
To where the one true God you'll know

Thursday
In unity the Spirit dwells
This unity a story tells
A final prayer that we be one
Was uttered by the Father's Son

For He knows well the enemy
Divides to conquer us you see
And where Diablo has his way
Humility will hold no sway

So heal divisions long since torn
In humble hearts, let Christ be born
Let us reflect in unity
Our God, the Holy Trinity

Friday
Although immersed in doubt and fear
The call to follow made quite clear
A call to love when on the cross
And count all other gain as loss

I wish I had, oh Lord, such strength
To love another to such length
But I am weak, and often fall
And fail to answer when You call

So trust and put your faith in Me
Then let My Spirit set you free
For I provide the strength you need
With every cross to sow the seed

Saturday
No chain can bind the mighty word
No darkness make this vision blurred
His eyes that penetrate the heart
The greatest love, to man, impart

To each He beckons, "Follow Me"
The doubtful told, "Now look and see"
It's true that love has conquered death
Now spread the word with every breath














Sunday, April 22, 2018

5/6/18 Through 5/12/18

5/6/18 Through 5/12/18

Sunday
Love conquers all the world's ill
When faithful friends obey His will
A burden shared, a bond is formed
A heavy load, by, love transformed

No selfish lust for sordid gain
Just willingness to share the pain
A ready hand for those in need
No trace of avarice or greed

Fulfilling all of His commands
The grace from holy love expands
Creating there a perfect scene
Of beauty that no eye has seen.

Monday
Discouraged far too easily
We mustn't let the devil see
Us try our best to testify
Without the help of God on high

For only with His Advocate
Can words of our then cultivate
The ground of stony hearts to sow
The seed of love, and watch it grow

Tuesday
They could not bear to let Him go
The King of Kings they'd come to know
For mortal minds could not conceive
The greater gift they would receive

Spirit, wise and understanding
Fire of love, forever branding
Sins forgiven, boldness granted
Every word, a new seed planted

Never must we grab and hold things
But to get, we give away things
Eye has not seen, nor ear has heard
Love greater than on us conferred

Wednesday
Far more there is for you to know
But not until you further grow
The Spirit that I send to you
Will lead you in what things you do

Reminding of what words You said
And drawing in the way You led
Then as you follow you'll expand 
And things once hidden, understand

For either pauper or the Pope
There's always room and always hope
To further grow in selfless love
And knowledge of the Lord above

Thursday
To only speak of Christ the Lord
And crucified He be
The very blood of God outpoured
To rescue you and me

No time to waste with idle talk
Of politics or sport
It's time to take the faithful walk
Because our life is short

Friday
Fear not the trials that come your way
Heed not the words the evil say
Endure with patience every blow
Put trust in Him you've come to know

For you will weep, while they rejoice
But yours will prove the better choice
Then all will see that fateful day
That love has proved the better way

Saturday
Ask in My name and you shall receive
But know at the start that you must believe
I came from the Father and soon shall return
Great signs I have shown, so that you may learn

Love is the answer to all of your ill
So ask and receive, when you follow His will
See my example, how I fully give
And know it's the way, that He calls you to live.




Saturday, April 14, 2018

4/29/18 Through 5/5/18

4/29/18 Through 5/5/18

Sunday
A branch without the vine will die
And fire awaits the parched and dry
For that which bears no fruit is pruned
And that which does is further tuned

Monday
The Advocate will guide our way
Throughout the course of everyday
Revealing when it's time to speak
And comforting the poor and weak

Despite distractions everywhere 
He guides us with His loving care
To see in all the Father's hand
And follow well, His each command

So listen to the still small voice
When e're you need to make a choice
And know the meek and humble way
Will lead you to eternal day

Tuesday
St.  Joseph did as he was told
In every time and place
He cared not for the love of gold
But for one filled with grace

Obedience and trust he showed
When challenged, he believed
By grace, on Mary, was bestowed
The child she conceived

Protector of the family
He worked in quiet peace
That men of every age could see
This manhood masterpiece.

Wednesday
Where are the grapes from work of mine
When not connected to the Vine?
With many leaves, but lacking fruit
From all my selfish, ill pursuit

Thursday
How plain it is for you to see
That I'm in He, and He in Me
Two separate, but in essence one
Both God the Father and the Son

The way, the truth, and life for you
The guide for everything you do
If you believe and ask of Me
These works, and greater things you'll see.

Friday
Love by far, the greatest portion
Jesus taught without distortion
Furthermore, our fine Exemplar
Showed to all what life was meant for

Loving all without reserve
Giving what they don't deserve
Putting all in front of Me
Responding in humility

A way that's hard to understand
And harder yet to do as planned
But weak, and feeble, docile souls
By grace, attain their lofty goals

Saturday
Growing daily in the Lord
In hope to find that great reward
We hunger for the daily bread
His word, on which the babes are fed

But know for sure that trial awaits
And when it comes it demonstrates
My followers will be like Me
Though persecuted, always free.



Sunday, April 8, 2018

4/22/18 Through 4/28/18

4/22/18 Through 4/28/18

Sunday
Good Shepherd lead Your sheep today
Make us to follow in Your way
Give us Your valley lands replete
With good and juicy things to eat

Make us see and understand
That happiness is in Your land
Give us a heart that then decides
No other way than Yours provides

Monday
Who is this man who calms the sea
And still has time to care for me?
Who leads me where lush grasses grow
And where the streams of water flow?

No one before has come like He
A Shepherd for the sheep like me
One whose voice we recognize
One on a cross, for us, who dies

Tuesday
How much plainer can I be, 
Than all the holy works you see
The lame can walk, the blind can see
But yet you don't believe in Me

The heart of proud and sinful men
Can see my works and turn again
To willful blindness dark as night
Refusing to acknowledge light

You know the truth and still you say
Give us some proof, You are the way
No proof can satisfy the man
Whose pride obstructs the Father's plan

Wednesday
Be sober and vigilant, loving the Lord
For strength and approval will be your reward
Your opponent, the devil, is prowling around
To see if one weak or infirmed can be found

Resist him in faith that is steadfast and strong
Refusing to do any deed that is wrong
Your brothers and sisters have all done as much
And found great reward in God's loving touch

The humble exalted, the haughty brought low
His favor upon all the meek He'll bestow
We suffer a little to win the reward
Of life everlasting, with graces outpoured

Thursday
He told us plainly in advance
Of all that He would do
But we would hear, and look askance
For such we never knew

To suffer death and rise again
We could not understand
But after it had happened then
We saw what He had planned

Friday
If you wish to know the way
Listen well to what I say
Then act upon the word you hear
And let my Father draw you near

For in His house are many rooms
And that is where love fully blooms
Through me you find your dwelling place
Within the Father's warm embrace

Saturday
Proclaim the word both loud and clear
No matter some refuse to hear
And shake the dust from whence you came
If they refuse to hear My name

For though you may get quite annoyed
My word shall not return as void
It waters still the hardened clod
When you proclaim the word of God

And if a heart is seeking truth
My word shall come as to the youth
The greatest story ever told
A priceless one worth more than gold

Saturday, March 31, 2018

4/15/18 Through 4/21/18

4/15/18 Through 4/21/18

Sunday
Be not afraid, but now believe
I'm in the flesh as you perceive
I've truly risen as I said
Though crucified, no longer dead

For this is how it had to be
That every man might come to see
A time of joy will now begin
For love has victory over sin

Monday
Peace amidst tremendous trial
Comes from knowing Him awhile
Seeing how His will provides
No matter where the Spirit guides

So why then, do I worry still
If I wish to, His word fulfill?
It's only 'cause my pride creeps in
To say I can't rely on Him

But I should know from many ways
That He has rescued in my days
And how His way proves better still
Than every time I choose my will

Tuesday
What sign can You give to make us believe?
What sign can give stone the sense to perceive?
There's far more than just a great prophet here
You now have the wrath of Almighty to fear

When given so plainly to you everyday
In language of love, you reject what I say
But eat of this manna and hunger no more
Then taste of the sweetness that God has in store

Wednesday
Believe in Him, What does it mean?
Just that we follow some routine?
Or is it more than outward sign,
And just a hollow claim of mine?

It must be something fresh and real
That fosters diligence and zeal
By bearing fruit we prove to be
Believers that we claim to be

Thursday
Let me Lord, a Philip be
That I may lead some more to Thee
Let me shine the light onYou
So others see the works You do

That they may come to love Your word
And learn to act on what is heard
Then build their house on solid rock
And know You'll answer when they knock

Friday
May the scales just fall away
That I might see the light of day
May my ears be tuned to hear
Your every word as loud and clear

May I be Your ready slave
Proclaiming every gift You gave
Changed forever by Your touch
Well prepared to suffer much

Saturday
These famous words we've come to know
Peter's "Lord, to whom shall we go?"
For even when the teaching's hard
We trust Your word as light and guard

As often we don't understand
The varied ways that You have planned
But often come to comprehend
How much Your way, from ours, transcend

So we have come to trust Your way
No matter what the others say
And confidently follow Thee
Even to that dreadful tree














Sunday, March 25, 2018

4/8/18 Through 4/14/18

4/8/18 Through 4/14/18

Sunday
On this day of mercy find
Compassion of a different kind
One here since ever time began
One who for love, became a man

He calls us to explore His hands
And then to know what love commands
To probe His flowing open side
And know for sure that He once died

And yet before us now alive
That we'd believe and so would thrive
Then pass along the faith to those
That from our Lord great mercy flows

Monday
What a way to save the nation
Through the gift of incarnation
God takes on the flesh of man
To help the human understand

How humbly there in Bethlehem
He showed His depth of love for them
And greater still upon the tree
How much He truly cares for thee.

Tuesday
The Son of Man be lifted high
In everything we do
May we prefer that we should die
Than turn our backs on You

May we forego all earthly gain
To serve our fellow man
May we endure whatever pain
And do all that we can

Before us keep at every glance
The serpent lifted high
Repent of sin at every chance
Of Christ, be never shy

Wednesday
We too will try to lock away
His word, so we may have our way
Far more appealing when our rules
Become the law to lead the fools

But truth cannot be bound in chain
And truth endures whatever pain
To speak with clarity and zeal
The word that man cannot conceal

Thursday
One from above, above all is One
An obedient, holy and righteous, Son
The source of the fullness of which we all seek
Without whom all life would be dreary and bleak

But, oh what a shame, we so often refuse
The love that He has, and our selfishness choose
For it leads but to emptiness, dark, and despair
When life so much different, is offered to share

Friday
Five loaves and two fish, a paltry sum
But with His blessing they become
Enough to feed a multitude
And fill them with this holy food

We hunger for His offering
And seek to crown Him as our King
But He retreats to lonely hill
For such is not the Father's will

Saturday
Lord come into the boat with me.
Just how I struggle, can't You see?
I try so hard to row towards you 
But self creeps in to all I do

When ere I try to row alone
It makes my weakness clearly shown
My strength is not enough for me
against the wind and stormy sea

Sunday, March 18, 2018

4/1/18 Through 4/7/18

4/1/18 Through 4/7/18

Sunday
It's true the Lord has risen
And death no longer reigns
He's freed us from our prison
And all our sinful chains

Monday
Death, the power of sin, is gone
For on that early morn at dawn
The stone was rolled away and then
Our Christ, in glory, rose again

Tuesday
This Jesus whom you crucified
Has risen though indeed He died
And God has made Him Lord and Christ
This Lamb of God you sacrificed

Repent and all must be baptized
To find our God in flesh disguised
Who came in humble human form
To break the chill and hearts to warm

Wednesday
How very slow to understand
The cross was in the way
For Him to die, they had not planned
How could it be that way?

But as they heard it all explained
Their hearts would burn within
The crucified had thus attained
The vict'ry over sin

Then through the breaking of the bread
Their eyes were opened wide
They understood the words He said
And why their Savior died

But death could not restrain the King
Whose love was crucified
His death upon the cross would bring
Salvation undenied

The way to see His vict'ry won
And hear His gentle voice
Is take upon a ready tongue
The holy bread of choice

Thursday
He showed them well beyond a doubt
It was no trick to figure out
But true it was, that through the cross
We'd count all other gain as loss

His hands and feet were glorified
Though once they had been crucified
He ate His food like normal men
But then He disappeared again

He wants you too to know for sure
And be disciples found mature
Who pass along the gift of grace
In every time and every place.

Friday
Walking and leaping we come to Thee
Cripples before, but now set free
The Name of Jesus christ makes whole
The wealth of life that sin once stole.

Saturday
They were seen as His disciples
Thought as but, no more than trifles
Yet the leaders knew for sure
Somehow these men had worked a cure

But rather than rejoice with them
They tried to now, their teaching stem
In hopes no more would know the Lord
Lest power, they no longer hoard

3/14 Evening Jn 12:1 ff
Giving all without reserves
Is nothing more than God deserves
But still I find it oh so hard
To give away the costly nard

By holding back I try to save
The blessings that the Father gave
In selfishness I fail to see
That all are gifts You've given me

I want no more to keep from You
My everything that is Your due
I want to be as saintly are
A broken alabaster jar

Saturday, March 10, 2018

3/25/18 Through 3/31/18

3/25/18 Through 3/31/18

Sunday
How sterilly we see this time
The Passion read at church each time
But have we really entered in
To what it means each time we sin?

Rejecting Him who calmed the sea
Rejecting Him who died for me
Spitting on his holy face
Refusing when He offers grace

Each time we choose our separate way
"I'm more important's" what we say
Your cross is nothing much to me
What matters most is that I'm free

But freedom of that kind you'll see
Leads not to love, but slavery
And when the flesh is thus controlled
The faithful heart will be consoled

Monday
Contained in alabaster jar
A fragrant oil from afar
The wages of three hundred days
Her gift to Him of love ablaze

She gave it all without reserve
His holy body to preserve
The time she knew was drawing near
Her love she wished to make quite clear

Tuesday
The key to forgiveness is but to forgive
A little bit like "to live and let live"
Sins have we all, we must recognize
Deserving of punishment in the Lord's eyes

Great mercy He's granted to each of us here
To model that mercy should be our frontier
For mercy brings peace and contentment of heart
Revealing each person as His work of art

Wednesday
We turn away so easily
From boundless love that's plain to see
A little silver for the purse
Becomes a deadly worthless curse

How often I have done the same
And yet I still profess the Name
Receive again this wayward one
And make of him again Your son

Thursday
Christ who kneels before us cleansing
Causes in the soul a tensing
Why should Master serve the lowly
But to better get to know thee?

More that we should understand
The way of love the Father planned
Of how the great shall be the least
And lowly ones enjoy the feast.

Friday
No one called it "Good" back then
When lightning pierced the sky
No mind could e're conceive it when
They heard "Condemned to die!"

The One they hoped would save the day
Was scourged and bloody rent
The Man who said "I am the Way"
To Calvary was sent

The darkest Friday ever known
To man upon the earth
When creature killed creation's own
Creator who gave birth 

But now we see in different light
Illumined by the age
Of grace from Holy Spirit bright
Who now takes center stage

Such love we saw was never known
Before by mortal man
How "Good" it is that we were shown
Our Christ, the God made man

Remember well this holy day
When skies were black as night
Repent and turn from former way
To stand amid the light

For sin no longer rules the day
Or reigns with any power
Ever since that Good Friday
Upon that holy hour

When on the cross he said "I thirst"
The final cup He drank
It's finished now, His heart was burst
And lifeless body sank.

Saturday
A day of emptiness and death
His body in the grave
A somber day of sabbath rest
For Him we thought would save

So, what comes now? Our greatest hope
Lies dead beyond the stone
How will we ever learn to cope
As sheep left all alone?

Abandon not, He said He would,
But that's before He died.
As Mary stood beneath the wood
We all just fled and cried

Now lost without our Shepherd here
And huddled in one room
We shudder if someone draws near
Awaiting pending doom.

Saturday, March 3, 2018

3/18/18 Through 3/24/18

3/18/18 Through 3/24/18

Sunday
We too must follow in His way
To find with Him eternal day
A fool but thinks he can elude
The pain of many sins accrued

The sin itself becomes the pain
If we, our will, refuse to train
The fleeting pleasures we pursue
Will never make the man anew

But fasting from our will to sin
Will bring about a change within
If we, now but, His will employ
We'll catch a glimpse of Easter joy.

Monday
Saint Joseph model for each man
Things didn't follow in your plan
But yet, you sought to find God's will
And faithfully to follow still

Grant me a faithful, trusting heart
And willingness to do my part
To bring about God's holy plan
And prove myself a righteous man

Tuesday
Look upon this sign of sin
And find a sadness deep within
For this is what my soul has gained
A life of anguish bound and chained

Yet on the cross the sign of love
The One come down from God above
And nailed upon the rugged tree
For sins of those like you and me

Wednesday
How dreadful to be fooled by things
That people think a freedom brings
The truth is not that freedom's found
The fact is that, in truth, we're bound

No creature here on earth can bring
A freedom that can make hearts sing
The only time that slaves are free
Is when the slave is bound to Thee

Thursday
Too good to be a story true
His love for those like me and you
The sinner and the reprobate
Whose crooked way He turns to straight

How could He know this Abraham? 
How could He be the great I AM?
His age is not enough to be
The timeless one He claims to be

But yet it's true, If we but see
He spans through all eternity
And chose this special time and place
To bring to us His peace and grace

Friday
Around me now I have no friend
As I approach this bitter end
Scattered like the autumn leaves
Left for dead between two thieves

Here in anguish on the tree
Mocked and spat upon for thee
Love like this was never known
Love like this, for you, I've shown

Friday Evening Adoration (To the tune of the Stabat Mater)

There beneath the cross she stood
Jesus nailed upon the wood
With unfettered cruelty

Love from pierced hearts now flowing
Christ on her all grace bestowing
Perfect in humility

When her son had breathed His last
All His anguish finally past
Lifeless body she received

There within her arms she held
As the tears within her swelled
One as virgin she conceived

Gently laying Him to rest
In that tomb so richly blest
Parting with divinity

Now to home in sadness turning
For His touch again now yearning
Mother of all men to be

Saturday
Near the barren waste He dwells
A simple life the story tell
To put distractions far away
And clearly hear the words You say

No things to cloud His perfect view
Or take the mind away from You
The time draws nigh to save the land
And thus fulfill what God had planned.



Wednesday, February 28, 2018

3/11/18 Through 3/17/18

3/11/18 Through 3/17/18

Sunday
A look to kill and one to save
The choice becomes quite clear
His saving look the Father gave
So we could all draw near

So look upon the serpent raised
And see the price of love
This sacrifice forever praised
The one from God above

All other looks will lead to where
The sun will never shine
But gazing on the Savior there
Will lead our hearts to Thine

Monday
This faith of mine so weak at times
I wonder if it's there
For doubt is all around and climbs
Within from everywhere

Your word should be enough to know
It shall be as You said
But within, my doubts still grow
These demons in my head

For every time I've doubted You 
In shame I have returned
There's wisdom in these things you do
Let none of them be spurned

So help me once again to trust
Believing you are good
Your way is always right and just
Though be not understood

Tuesday
I want for more than to be healed
I want to make my spirit yield
To rivers of life-giving grace
That flow from in Your dwelling place

I want refreshment for my soul
To cleanse me and to make me whole
I want to dance and sing Your praise
I want You with me all my days

I want to clearly hear Your voice
And in accord to make my choice
May I within Your word be set
Then learn to trust without regret

Wednesday
The judgement is coming nearer each day
But still we persist in the same old way
Not clothing the naked or feeding the poor
But working to make our future "secure"

No one likes to hear it, no one like to face
The fact that before him, we're all in disgrace
This season of mercy we squander away
Just doing our things in the usual way

But the season will change in the blink of an eye
And then all at once a life will pass by
No more will His mercy be rule of the day
His judgement forever will then hold the sway

Be prudent and wise and repent while there's time
For life may be ended with this simple rhyme
His wish is that none of His sheep would be burned
His arms open wide to embrace your return

Thursday
How quickly Lord we turn away
And follow still our sinful way
Our faith lasts only for awhile
Until the lying words beguile

Please make a steadfast heart in me
His lies that I may plainly see
And turn away to trust in You
In all the loving things You do

Friday
If our Messiah came today
I wonder what we all would say?
Would He be dashing, brave, and bold?
Would He be fitting to our mold?

So easily we criticize
Those ruling, that we now despise
So would we hear His message sent
If He just called us to repent?

If He but showed where we have failed
Would He be loved and unassailed?
Or would we too despise the man
Who didn't fit our masterplan?

Saturday
For no one spoke like Him before
Who left us pierced, yet begging more
No one with such authority
Whose simple touch could set one free

His word exposes sinful hearts
And that is where the healing starts
He calls us to repent and live
Then to His Father freely give

The praise that's due the One above
Who calls us to His endless love
Then find the last becomes the first
And only love can quench our thirst.