10/16/16 Through 10/22/16

10/16/16 Through 10/22/16

Sunday

In pride we're blind, but Love can see

The weakness of humanity

No battle won by strength or might

But through the cross we win the fight

When Moses stood as on the cross

Then Israel would have no loss

But when his arms grew tired and weak

The force of evil then would peak

We cannot tire of doing right

If we expect to win this fight

The cross becomes for those who see

A trusty sword,. . . humility

Monday

Created for the works of good

Each christian soul most rightly should

Be sharing how the Lord has blessed

And bringing Christ to all the rest

Why store the grain and waste the chance

For gospel teaching to advance

By freely sharing Christ convey

For grain unused will rot away

Tuesday

Let all Thy works give thanks oh Lord

Let faithful ones receive reward

For making known the holy way

Their steadfast love You will repay.

Wednesday

Just look around and you can see

How much the Lord entrusts to thee

Then working hard on His return

Much more is given you will learn

But if you waste your time below

What pain and darkness you will know

For with the blessings come demands

The worthless steward never stands

Thursday

Kindle fire within our souls

Bright with many glowing coals

Radiating so intense

It warms whoever travels hence

Fire that chases dross away

Fire that purifies our way

Exquisite flame for cutting through

The bars that separate from You

For blessed the land that calls You Lord

Without all wickedness explored

Whose freedom used for common good

Discover true nirvana would

Friday

We see that day leads on to night

We see that anger picks a fight

We see that water flows downhill

We see destruction from self-will

And yet we mask our emptiness

With pleasures planned to ease the stress

Just killing time so we don't see

Before us lies eternity

The more we turn away from Him

And try to satisfy each whim

The more we self-absorb and splurge

We find amusements more a scourge

Great sadness comes from revelry

And seeking pleasures just for me

But joy in frank humility

And peace through light and purity

Friday PM

Take me through the fire of love

And purge my sinful soul thereof

Attachment to my base desires

By cleansing me in holy fires

Saturday

Each member gifted in some way

To bring the harvest in each day

Each tree appointed to bear fruit

Or else the master will uproot

Though branches sway with foliage fine

We hear the Master there opine

I've fertilized this all around

But find no fruit, so cut it down

Oh Lord you threaten not the weak

But the gifted, strong, and sleek

Each one produce as granted them

Or find themselves at last condemned