Sunday, February 18, 2018

3/4/18 Through 3/10/18

3/4/18 Through 3/10/18

Sunday
Much like the woman at the well
Each one a story that we tell
Of how His water quenched our thirst
When we, at last, with Him conversed

Too long we stayed away in pride
Forsaking comforts at His side
We chose instead our sinful way
And saved, for Him, another day

But then one day to our surprise
He came and opened up our eyes
Revealing all our sin and shame
And healing all the sick and lame

You too, I know, have had the thirst
And many wells you have traversed
In Him are rivers deep and wide
No more you'll thirst when at His side.

Monday
Forgiveness is a special theme
Not some contrived, or worthless scheme
We look beyond the crime to see
A precious soul like you and me

For unity that God desires
We must forgive as love requires
And reconcile with every soul
To make us one, complete, and whole

Tuesday
Not faith enough to grow the seed
In Nazareth, the town of need
No prophet in his native town
Is there accepted with renown.

Wednesday
What god brings peace and freedom here?
What god, to man, will draw so near?
Who's law is just and always right?
Who stands before us in the fight?

None but He who made the skies
Him whose voice can speak no lies
Him who loves without reserve
Him who teaches us to serve

No god like this in other lands
That hears our plea and understands
There's only one who stooped so low
His boundless love to clearly show

So we should come to know the one
Who sacrificed His only Son
The One who died upon the tree
To save a sinner such as me.

Thursday
If I could just but read the signs
That speak so loud of His designs
Repent, I would, of all my sin
And turn my gaze back unto Him

So strip the armour guarding me
And make my eyes to really see
I need so badly all You give
That one day I should truly live

Friday
Return to Him and beg for thee
His patience and His clemency
Return and let your wounds be healed
Return and let Him be your shield

Return and let Him shade the heat
Return and find real food to eat
Return and let Him shepherd thee
Return and truly be set free.

Saturday
I claim not one thing as my own
For all is but a seed You've sown
And watered with abundant grace
To let me run, with You the race

All that's wrong has been my choice
When failing to obey Your voice
And seeking pride instead of Thee
Contrite, and in humility


Sunday, February 11, 2018

2/25/18 - 3/3/18

2/25/18 - 3/3/18

Sunday
Transfigured there before their eyes
Apostles stood in rapt surprise
Such beauty they had never seen
And garments never near so clean

Why would He show His glory now
And with this grace, the three endow?
Except in hope that they might see
In sacrifice is victory.

Monday
You alone oh Lord are just
And You alone, oh Lord I trust
For none like You so freely give
And none so readily forgive

Ashamed of how I act toward You
Ashamed of wickedness I do
I disregard my sovereign King
Pursuing many worthless things

But You know well my weakness Lord
And my desires, have not ignored
Forgiveness now, You ready give
That once again, my soul may live

Tuesday
Lord cleanse me of my foolish pride
Let me at last, for You, decide
To serve my neighbors as I should
And shoulder now with them the wood

Let me accept them where they are
Not seeing them away so far, 
Rejoicing that they've found the road
And helping them to bear the load

Wednesday
The role of prophet, priest, and king
Does not, us salutations bring
But if we truly speak His word
They stop their ears so none is heard

The duty of the one who's sent
Is call the sinner to repent
And leave behind the easy way
To follow every word You say

No comforts offered here and now
But great rewards in heav'n somehow
By joining suff'rings to the cross
All earthly gain becomes but loss

Thursday
The poor man waiting at the door
To gladly come and clean the floor
But even that might raise a brow
So still we turn away somehow

Dehumanizing those in need
We stop our ears to those who plead
And dig a chasm deep and wide
'Tween us, and those on other side

If only we could plainly see
They're not so different than we
We'd see the need to close the gap
And learn to love the other chap

Friday
Why haterd for the only son
Has none but jealousy begun?
His only crime a willing heart
to listen well and play his part

Be glad for all the varied gifts
And how the need for each one shifts
Some lead and clearly show the way
Some follow, and support display

But each one has a special skill
Intended for the Father's will
The way to bear abundant fruit
Is do your job without dispute

For every part must work, you see
If we're to live in harmony
And make the music He has planned
To fill the valleys of this land

Saturday
Such mercy and forgiveness shown
By none, but He upon the throne
We see it and then jealousy
Creeps in against the one set free

We too must turn away from sin
And make our way, again to Him
To find His waiting warm embrace
And live again within His grace.

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Miscellaneous

Light of Christ
The light of Christ I see in you
I hope, in me, you see Him too
In all the things I do this day
May Christ be King in all I say

Let my actions clearly speak
Of Christ the Savior that we seek
Help me give Lord without measure
Seeking You my greatest treasure

Blessings
Why so many blessings Lord
Unworthy as I am?
Your life to me, in blood outpoured
As holy spotless lamb

Let me now your servant be
A good and faithful one
Give me loving eyes that see
In every face, Your Son

????
Oh long awaited Jesus
No one could ever know
As babe, you'd come to free us
And let Your graces flow

A spotless lamb in stable born
To humble virgin bride
Then crucified with body torn
And Mary at Your side.


2/18/18 Through 2/24/18

2/18/18 Through 2/24/18

Sunday
He set amid the clouds up high
His bow across a darkened sky
A sign of how His love has been
A sign of rescue from our sin

Believe the Gospel as He said
For Christ has risen from the dead
Repent, but more than turn around
Then hasten to where Love is found

Monday
The simplest of heaven's keys
Is how you treat the least of these
Do you feed that hungry guy,
Or do you turn, and pass him by?

Do you warm the shiv'ring soul
Or try to make the broken whole? 
Do you visit prisons where
So many souls are in despair?

We can't ignore the needs of these
And think, that we, the Lord will please
For how we treat the little one
Is how we treat God's only Son

Tuesday
In need of daily bread this day
I pray You guide the words I say
That not a word returning void
But every evil now destroyed

A humble voice of love give me
That when they look, it's You they see
And spark in them from up above
Now once again the fire of love.

Wednesday
Reluctant servant though I be
Grant wisdom for this heart in me
Discernment for my simple mind
That Your true will I surely find

And once Your will is clear to me
Let me pursue it joyfully
Not turning toward my own desire
But facing boldly holy fire

Thursday
What comfort in this shining light
That guides our way through darkest night
The Rock You gave to be our guide
This Church You called to be Your bride

Friday
Jesus make me turn from sin
And fix my eyes on You
I let the flesh so often win
And turn away from You

I wish to be a steadfast heart
Unwav'ring in the wind
A servant faithful to his part
And not, the one who sinned

But I am weak and often fall
The flesh to satisfy
My sin becomes my shameful shawl
And guilt to multiply

Then turning once again to You
I see Your loving eyes
The healing and forgiveness too
A love that satisfies

Saturday
Love the ones that don't love you
That find the fault in all you do
The ones who criticize your ways
And never utter words of praise

God loves them too, to our surprise
He sees with very different eyes
He sees the depth of every heart
And sees a precious work of art.

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

2/11/18 Through 2/17/18

2/11/18 Through 2/17/18

Sunday
He took upon His shoulders then
The weight of not just sinful men
But everyone cast out by law
Each sick or leper that He saw

By touching, and by healing them
In spite of, quiet, warning them
They spread His fame throughout the land
Till in no quiet, He could stand

Monday
Each trial brings a blessing
That's not so ready seen
A way for now expressing
What faith does truly mean

A cry for help and daily trust
In providential care
A way to clear the heart of rust
And breathe a fresher air.

I may not see the good today
Or not for years to come
But here I'll trust, and here I'll stay
Till victory is won

Tuesday
So many times You've shown to me
How much You truely care
And still I fight to clearly see 
That You are really there

I hear Your word and act upon
What You have plainly said
Then at once the worries spawn
And grow within my head

Why must I be so weak and scared
When all Your works I've seen
For You have generoulsy shared
With me when times are lean

I don't know what the future holds
But Him who holds I know
The Potter now through trial molds
And someday He will show.

Wednesday
Be merciful oh Lord for we have sinned
Our hearts have swayed with every gust of wind
May this season be for us a change
As we, for love, our wickedness exchange

Hear a humble plea for clemancy
The cry, "Oh Lord, be merciful to me"
And fill the contrite heart with holy joy
As we, Your tender mercies there employ

Thursday
As tempting as the self can be
Indulging it will not set free
True freedom's found in His command
And following the path He planned

For happiness as man and wife
we die to self and then choose life
Whoever loses life each day
Will profit in the Spirit's way

Friday
To fast from sin is now the way
To bring about the light of day
Loosen thongs of every yoke, and 
Find the chains of sin now broken

In these times of self-denial
Find the grace for every trial
Share your gifts with those in need
And plant in them a loving seed

Saturday
If rightly He is understood
His call is always for our good
He calls the sinner to repent
And then go forth as one who's sent

To change the way the people view
What's good for me and good for you
To let them see a sinner turn
And what a contrite heart can learn















Sunday, January 21, 2018

March for Life 2018

Impressions from the March 2018

A minute's silence for each one
Would take a hundred years
Untold the sorrow for each son
Or daughter drowned in tears

A frightful "choice" they said would end
The troubles in her mind
She tries, but now, cannot pretend
She's put it all behind

A child only in grade five
Is bright enough to see
A baby there is quite alive
But never she will see

The lie is told each time again
But never does it heal
The question if she knew back then
Just how, she now would feel

The sorrow never leaves the soul
But peace can still be found
Forgiving love can make one whole
If we but turn around

No more in silence hide away
Perpetuating lies
But speak the truth in light of day
That only Love saves Lives

2/4/18 Through 2/10/18

2/4/18 Through 2/10/18

Sunday
I seek a lonely place with You
Not just for all the works You do
But here to show my love is true
And just to spend some time with You

For all my worries of the day
Within Your presence melt away
And though remains my cross to bear
I know beside me, You are there

Monday
Lord let me touch Your tassel then
In truth I shall be healed
And let me be attentive when
Your word has been revealed

My goal for happiness and joy
To spread across the land
Your works and wisdom to employ
With love as You had planned

Tuesday
Is all I write an empty word,
A babble that is never heard?
Is pride the motivation for
The drive to constantly say more?

In honesty, I must admit
I take a little pride in it,
But at the core, I relish time
To sit with You and pen the rhyme.

Wednesday
Uncleanliness comes from within
The source of all our graft and sin
For all the things he made are good
When proper use is understood

Thursday
A steadfast heart create for me
Not wavering in the wind
No foreign gods for me to see
No need to be chagrined

A humble heart that sees my sins
Confessing one and all
In wisdom knows that love begins
By answering His call

In simple observation see
How weakly I resolve
To banish foreign gods from me
And let true love evolve

Friday
Oh, if we would open wide
The Lord would surely fill
If we would be His ready bride
His grace would overfill

If hearts were truly set on Him
And evil was subdued
No more would outlooks be so dim
If holiness pursued

Saturday
A pilgrim in the desert fed
To trust in providence is led
No other god has ever said
His body now becomes our bread

His food becomes our flesh and bone
Our food from God, and God alone
In desert land parched by the sun
With love a heart and soul are won

Saturday, January 13, 2018

1/28/18 Through 2/3/18

1/28/18 Through 2/3/18

Sunday
With thoughts of love my faithful guide
Be evil spirits cast aside
The flame of lust or greed of pride
Extinguished by the love inside

Monday
For curses due, I thank the Lord
May they be heeded, not deplored
For they reveal to me the sin
Of all my greed and pride within

Distasteful as at first it seems
It shatters my deceptive dreams
And makes me face what others see
As many faults contained in me.

Bear fruit I beg from these insults
And find in me desired results
A man, in truth, more humble now
Whose every gift has come from Thou

Tuesday
In just the tassle of His cloak
In just one word of those He spoke
Great healing and great comfort find
Contentment there, and peace of mind

Wednesday
To count on anything but God
Would be for us a grim facade
No money, fame, or fortune brings
such blessings or such useful things

To count with pride, or lust, or greed
Will only but, our passions feed
But in humility look toward
The counting on His just reward

Thursday
Obey the law and blessings come
To you and all your sons
But, follow not His words like some
And be the cursed ones

Relying not on wealth or fame
But trusting in the Lord
Be listening when He calls your name
And follow close His word

Friday
Refining fire of love so pure
The sickness of my sins You cure
That I might offer sacrifice
And follow closely Your advice

For love demands a willing heart
Prepared to give, and do its part
To spread the news across the land
That God's redemption is at hand.

Saturday
Grant wisdom to this heart of mine
To ways of holiness incline
Not straying from Your holy way
But close by You throughout the day

Let never in prosperity
My heart to stray away from Thee
But rather take my riches then
Let me, alone, on You depend.

Sunday, January 7, 2018

1/21/18 Through 1/27/18

1/21/18 Through 1/27/18

Sunday
The call is the important thing
By listening the heart will sing
By following will life be changed
Priorities be rearranged

None ever disappointed by
The things they sacrificed, and why?
Because He grants more in return
Than all our labors ever earn.

Monday
Beelzebul, the leaders say
Gives Him the power to act that way
But how can that assertion be
When at His word the demons flee?

No kingdom stands when at its core
Exists its own internal war
For sure, such reasoning is flawed
In truth, these words have come from God

Tuesday
Dancing there before the ark
His praise to God is seen
We must be willing to embark
To places he has been

To recklessly abandoning
Our pride and our conceit
To praise the Lord by offering
Our lives as ground up wheat

Wednesday
In peeling back the parable
He lists the things comparable
Unto the Word He freely sows
In terms a common person knows

In spite of terms so crystal clear
It's often times we fail to hear
And lose it to the hungry birds
By never taking root, His words

We lose it to our cares today
Or lust for things along the way
But some receive and listen well ,
And there within the harvest dwell

Thursday
A light and voice would change for good
The scripture now, be understood
This persecutor of the Way
Has come to see the light of day

The scales have fallen from his eyes
He sees through every false disguise
And clearly now he understands
What Christ has done and love demands

Friday
The harvest is abundant
The laborers are few
Without a staff or sack they went
The will of God to do.

Would I but answer to His call
To get into the field
I too could then become like Paul
And to the spirit yield

Saturday
Oh Lord how blind am I to see
The many faults contained in me
Send Nathan here to strip away
Confusion, and my guilt convey

Sunday, December 31, 2017

1/14/18 Through 1/20/18

1/14/18 Through 1/20/18

Sunday
What are you looking for day after day? 
Come to me now, and I'll show you the way
Avoid immorality, cleanse from within
The Spirit dwells not in the presence of sin 


Come see where I live, and the path that I tread
No place for the Just One to lay down His head
But find in this way a great love never known
A savior who takes all your sin as His own

A Suffering Servant who answers the call
Who conquers our sin by giving His all
Every drop of His blood poured out on the ground
Forgiveness and mercy for sinners is found.

Monday
To carry out His word would mean
Annihilate the evil seen
Within your greedy eyes this day
Destroy what pulls your heart astray

Don't leave alive a single strand
Of evil that the Lord has banned
But turn to God in total trust
And turn away from every lust

Tuesday
God sees so differently than man
He sees the things no other can
What's in the heart, what makes us tick
How hard against the goad we kick

He judges what no other knows,
Far more than what the surface shows
Our courage and our trust in God
Regardless of the ways we're flawed.

Wednesday
The giant wins without a fight
When none will face him out of fright
It takes a ruddy trusting lad
Without the fear the others had

A lad whose trust was in the Lord
And not the armour or the sword
To face the beast in confidence
To pay no heed to insolence

His faith in God the lad would bring
Then armed with just the stone and sling
He hurled a stone into his head
The giant dropped at once lay dead

We too could slay the giant's might
If we but had the will to fight
Then lived our lives in holiness
And put our trust in righteousness

Thursday
In jealousy the demon speaks
With pride, his favorite techniques
To bring the foolish down to hell
Where they, with him will suffer well.

The antidote to selfish pride
Is place yourself along His side
Then learn to love in humble ways
And give to God His rightful praise

Friday
Anointing grants a dignity
That many now will fail to see
But in the oil we recognize
A grace not present otherwise.

Saturday
Why would those so close to Him
Be out to sieze the Lord?
What in His words could they find grim
Or not in Love's accord?

Were they in some way jealous now
Like pharisee and scribe?
That ways of love they'd not allow
This Jesus to describe?

Perhaps the crowds around they found
Disruptive to their norm
And they would have the Word be bound
Than possibly reform

Unknown to me their reasons why
They say He lost His mind
It's through His word we learn to die
And then true peace to find.


Sunday, December 24, 2017

1/7/18 Through 1/13/18

1/7/18 Through 1/13/18

Sunday
The King has come, we must adore
For none like Him has gone before
He came in humble mean estate
The darkness, now to soon abate

The day is called Epiphany
When that great light was shown to three
Who brought their incense, myrrh, and gold
As gifts to infant King behold

To honor Him, this newborn King,
What gift is there that I should bring?
But contrite heart and ready hands
To act upon what Love commands.

Monday
What a dry and barren earth
Without the Word to bring to birth
The seed for sower and for bread
That hungry souls be richly fed

Your ways so high above my own
Your thoughts to me, remain unknown
But what I see You water well
And cause the fruitful vine to swell.

Tuesday
For him we asked the Lord above
To grant once more a child of love
And so, in trust, as we believed
Another child was then conceived

Wednesday
Long before dawn, in quiet repose
The soul of the just and seeking man knows
The Voice that he longs for as his trusted guide
Will never abandon, but be at his side

To show him the way at every new turn
And help him, the will, of the Lord to discern
But answer he must, by obeying the Word
By doing the thing, from the Lord, he has heard

Thursday   (1 Sam 4&5)
Crushed in battle troops depleted
Even with the Ark, defeated
How could it be, this chosen race,
Be found in such complete disgrace?

Among the dead the haughty ones
Poor Eli's disobedient sons
Each man, in terror, hunkered down
As Ark was sent from town to town

Both Israelites and Phillistines
Would come to see just what it means
To treat our God so carelessly
Refusing to His glory see

Obedience is what He asks
In plain and simple little tasks
But far too often we can't see
His Word is what will make us free.

Friday   (1 Sam 8)
Appoint for us a king to reign
Became their ignorant refrain
The peace they sought at freedom's cost
To tyrants now the fools have lost

An earthly king will but enslave
And confiscate what gifts He gave
The way to peace is turn around
And let true righteousness be found

If you would change, then others lead
For earthly king, you'd have no need
Just change the one that you control
Then watch it make the others whole

Saturday
The call to sinners, "Follow me"
Is still the call to set us free
The call to leave the world behind
And peace, as followers, to find

The ones He called in such a way
Have all encountered brighter day
More satisfied to walk with Thee
In docile, pure, humility

To leave the riches standing there
And follow where you don't know where
What some would call a foolish move
The wisest choice it will be proved.


Sunday, December 17, 2017

12/31/17 Through 1/6/18

12/31/17 Through 1/6/18

Sunday
The family is the chosen place
Where every soul should clearly trace
The roots of love and school of grace
That help them, every trial to face

Yet how we've changed this holy plan
Set forth by God for every man
No more such love and unity
Which make a soul that's truly free

With roles of man and wife a blur
And values not, as once they were
How can, the young, we educate
To trod the narrow and the straight?

Each child deserves a mom and dad
To point the way to good from bad
To train the child as he should go
And teach him to, our Savior, know

Monday
May the Lord let His face shine upon you
His comforts to many, not few
Great mercy to bless you and keep you 
And guide you in all that you do

His name is a blessing forever
For all who have seen the great light
He guides them through every endeavor
As beacon and shield in the night

Tuesday
Let me have full confidence
Not turning then in shame
Away from Him whose love intense
Is like a cleansing flame

May fire of love be welcomed in
A heart already pure
Aglow with selfless love for Him
Whose word will long endure

Wednesday
Without a doubt, he pointed out
The Savior for us all
He came to shout and tell about
His answer to the call

Revealing One, the only Son
Existing long before
The vict'ry won is now begun
And spirits start to soar

But know they not, the elders plot
To kill this new-found king
And through their sin God ushers in
The lamb of whom we sing

Thursday
I'm a child of eternity
But one too blind to plainly see
Each snare that's set throughout the day
To draw me down the crooked way

So easy and so sweet they seem
But truly just an evil scheme
To bind me to a fleeting thrill
Surrendering my own free will

But look intently at the Lord
And see what pleasure can't afford
A love that answers every call,
For sinners, sacrifices all.

Friday
Our love must be an active thing
By which, to poor, relief we bring
Not words or talk, but something real
To save a life, or wound to heal

To lend a hand and warm a chill
Or just a hungry mouth to fill
To see in each, our Lord of light
And make this world a bit more bright

Saturday
Assurance of eternal life
Amidst the struggles and the strife
Is granted to the lowly one
With steadfast heart who loves the Son

For on the Son His favor rests
And every sin to Him confessed
Is washed in water and in blood
In Mercy's precious loving flood

Saturday, December 9, 2017

12/24/17 Through 12/30/17

12/24/17 Through 12/30/17

Sunday
With power overshadow me
And deep within me plant Your seed
That love can grow within my soul
And by Your presence make me whole

Monday
Beneath a chilled and brilliant sky
The angels with their song draw nigh
These messengers from up above
Proclaim is born, the King of Love

In haste the shepherds make their way
To find the manger filled with hay
And swaddled there among the straw
Before the King, they kneel in awe

To all around their story told
How angels, as they watched in cold
Descended singing songs of praise
Declaring gone, the darkened days

This day is born in Bethlehem
Of Jesse's root and David's stem
The One to free us from all ill
This quiet night, so soft and still

Tuesday
Don't worry 'bout what you will say
If called to witness in the day
Be firm and know the Lord is near
He'll give the words they need to hear

St. Stephen saw the heavens wide
And glory of the other side
Forgiving those who threw the stones
That shed his blood and crushed his bones

You too are called to lay life down
And then obtain the holy crown
Your persecutors to forgive
That long in heaven you may live

Wednesday
Love divine, a love excelling
All the world of Jesus telling
Heart of pure unspoiled love
Thunders of the King above

Grant to all that heart of John
Be never from our presence gone
But let us see in darkest night
Your love provides eternal light

Thursday
The innocents proclaim with blood
That now to earth has come our God
Though wicked men seek to destroy
The Christ has come to bring us joy

No longer bound by chain of sin
A heart of love now grows within
A willingness to sacrifice
And follow Him who paid the price

Friday
Receive as one with waiting hands
His word and all of His commands
For there is found a babe who slept
The Son of God, a promise kept

As Simeon, let us receive
And in His promises believe
Then in our open arms be laid
Salvation, that for which we prayed.

Saturday
Anna came for many years
Yet still she had attentive ears
Not tempted by the daily grind
To miss the Lord and never find

Our Lord and savior when He came
To temple, to receive His name
But waited, watching through the night
With extra oil for her light

Our way, must too be like the one
Who watched and waited for the Son
A way of patience, trusting of
The One who saves, the God of love.

Sunday, December 3, 2017

12/17/17 Through 12/23/17

12/17/17 Through 12/23/17

Sunday
Let our voices loudly ring
Prepare the way for such a king
Let us till the hardened ground
So when He comes love may be found

Let us witness faithful love
From in the throne room up above
That all would see in us the King
Whose tidings to the world we bring

Repent and quickly turn around
That sin, in you, no more be found
Prepare a fitful dwelling place
Without a spot or evil trace

Monday
The angel spoke his mighty word
In faith, the humble Joseph heard
His name shall be Emmanuel
The Lord has come with man to dwell

Grant all such humble faith this year
That when Your gentle voice we hear
We scarifice what we have planned
When even we don't understand

Tuesday
A barren tree no fruit to bear
A daily thought and constant care
A tree just here to live and die
A question and a wonder why?

As slow reality sets in
A grief and sorrow settles in
A resignation to the fact
How much our lives have truly lacked

But never must our hearts despair
For He can make us fruitful there
If we believe and trust the word
That from the voice of God is heard

Wednesday
Love defies the words of man
Who tries to say the best he can
How God has touched his inner soul
And made his heart so rich and full

The soul proclaims the greatness of
The One who fills the heart with love
When overshadowed by His grace
We too become His dwelling place

Thursday
In haste she went to greet the one
Whose shame now past, would bear a son
To pave the way for God on high
To lost and wand'ring souls draw nigh

The babe within her kicked and stirred
When that sweet gentle voice was heard
Of Mary virgin full of grace
Who entered in that humble place

The darkness gone, the winter past
Now Spring has come to earth at last
We hear the song of stream and dove
For unto earth has come true love

Friday
An offering of children is
A gift of all that's truly His
A trust that He will e'er supply
For what we need as time goes by

Saturday
His name is John without a doubt
The tongue now heard to praise and shout
The glories of the coming Lord
The grace of God to man outpoured

He comes to turn the hearts of men
Back to the Father once again
Refining fire to purify
As once man was in days gone by

Repentance now, the cry of he
Attend your ears and eyes to see
The glorious King is on the way
To bring about eternal day.