Sunday, March 20, 2016

3/13/16 Through 3/19/16

3/13/16 through 3/19/16

Cast at His feet with accusing tone
The crowd and the elders make ready to stone.
With finger in dirt, their sins all made known
At last the woman and Jesus alone.

Unwilling to the truth discern
We go unchecked while passions burn
But humble claim the guilt within
To start the cleansing of the sin.

When bitten by the lust for sin
Decay will then abound within
But gazing on the crucified
The heart can then be purified.

No other god can satisfy
But yet, I find, that I still try
And when I do the shame sets in
No god has died that I might win.

Is there a way to understand
The depth of love, of God, for man,
That he would save unworthy swill
And offer them His son to kill?

The light of day without an end
Is more than mind can comprehend
To find amid the everyday
The grace to live this special way.

If we but take the time to kneel
And ask Him to, His plan reveal,
He grants the grace to find the way
From darkness to the light of day.

Familiar with the stories told
Somehow the death of Christ gets old.
We say He suffered, and He died,
In fact our God was crucified.

But do we ever stop to think
What bitter cup the Lord did drink?
Would we, for love, endure one blow
Or dare His suffering to know?

A single thorn can make us cry
Or have us asking, "Tell me why?"
My suffering should be so great.
Do Thou, oh Lord, your servant hate?

But patiently He bore the pain
That we should have eternal gain
And waits for us to realize
What we should see with open eyes.

Friday PM
I look around and plainly see
A lack of constancy in me
Hard working yes, but not controlled
The appetite a beast consoled.

Will there ever come a day
When just by will, I hold at bay
The hunger pangs that scream aloud
And carry through what I have vowed?

Joseph, defender, protector, and guide
The spirit gave knowledge for you to decide
To give of yourself to father the Son
As spouse to the pure, and virginal one.

Monday, March 14, 2016

3/6/16 Through 3/12/16

3/6/16 Through 3/13/16

The story of the man born blind
Contains a message all should find
The God of love and mercy can
Quite far exceed the mind of man.

New heavens and new earth shall come
A vibrant life for everyone
If we but follow in His way
And seek His will for everyday

These waters bring refreshing flow
These waters make the trees to grow
These waters make a cleansing tide
These waters from Your precious side.

The judgment comes to look at deeds
For by our works our life proceeds
To everlasting joy and light
Or condemnation to the night

No word of mine could e're express
The ways You challenge me and bless
So many calves I need to crush
So many sins that make me blush

But still You come in search of me
Inviting me to be set free.
A coward yet, I still remain
Afraid of such a little pain.

Amid the crowd unrecognized
While walking there though undisguised
And there He is still to this day
In those that we pass by today.

I made the depth of earth and sea
Each living creature that you see
The clear blue sky and sun so bright
The stars above that light the night.

Sunday, March 6, 2016

2/28/16 Through 3/5/16

2/28/16 Through 3/5/16

No value does the Master see
With all these leaves yet barren tree
His patience now is wearing down
So bear Him fruit, or be cut down.

If we look we all will see
Within the soul a leprosy
For all have sinned is what I mean
And all have need to be washed clean.

In the midst of burning flames
Instead of calling others names
Let me reflect on my own sin
And favor of forgiveness win.

The pagan even understands
The wisdom of the Lord's Commands
A law of justice, truth, and right
To light our way through darkest night.

Give me not a stiffened neck
But help me keep my pride in check
And listen not with hardened heart
But eager hands to do their part.

Let me not be far away
And listen to the words You say
That they take root down deep within
And grow like trees in Lebanon.

On temple ground, two men we see
A publican and pharisee
Both have come in hopes to pray,
But, oh how different, what they say.

One man in show to put on airs
One man in shame, because he cares
One man with compliments and pride,
But only one left justified.