Sunday, July 23, 2017

8/6/17 Through 8/12/17

8/6/17 Through 8/12/17

Sunday
Son of justice light our way
Shine Your brightness on this day
Show our path in clearest light
In Your presence banish night

Let us be transformed today
Bathed in light along the way
Changed forever by the Son
Brought to life as holy ones

Monday
How generous and loving Lord
For You to feed this hungry hoard
You give far more than bread and meat
You give Your flesh and blood to eat

May not this precious gift elude
The ones who share this sacred food
But may we see in bread and wine
That what You give is love divine

Tuesday
Don't speak against the holy one
Whose life is given for the Son
For leprosy, or something worse
Could then result from such a curse

His faithful ones must always be
Respected in community
For they have given all they own
To seek their God and God alone

Wednesday
The woman of great faith received
What she had asked, for she believed
If we but ask for daily bread
With food of angels we'll be fed

Ignore the giants all around
And in your trust let strength be found
The One we call upon to fight
For us is maker of the might

Thursday
Oh Lord, of sowing sparing seed
May I repent, and change indeed
With cheerful heart may I supply
My best and let You multiply

Let me lose my life for You
And do as faithful servants do
That with the other faithful kind
We may, the Father's honor find

Friday
What God has loved His people so
And given signs that they should know
The path of life to conquer sin
The path to our salvation win?

He bade us now to bear our cross
To count all earthly gain as loss
And in our poverty begin
To shine His light from deep within

Saturday
The tiny little mustard seed
Is more by far than most believe
If we would only trust that much
We too, would share the Savior's touch

I saw that tiny seed one day
The slightest breeze would whisk away
A hundred on my fingernail
And yet no hill was growing pale

I beg You Lord that by Your grace
I still may stand and see Your face
So small, my faith and trust may be
But still I long to live with Thee

Sunday, July 16, 2017

7/30/17 Through 8/5/17

7/30/17 Through 8/5/17

Sunday
Your wisdom greater gift by far
Than sprawling house or fancy car
Your word more precious every day
Than high position or great pay

But daily in our lives must choose
To sell it all, or treasure lose
To let the fleeting pleasure past
And buy the precious pearl at last

Monday
Take root in me that I may grow
Just like the mustard seed
And all my progeny would know
The place to come and feed

Tuesday
The people in their tents were awed
For face to face he spoke with God
The cloud descended on that place
And Moses left with glowing face

Each day He calls to all, Repent!
And find, each one, a prayerful tent
Where we can sit with Him and find
Refreshment and some peace of mind

But only for a precious few
Will heart and soul each day renew
For most will find no time for Him
And settle for the cold and dim

Wednesday
Prepare to sell all that you own
When treasure you have found alone
And buy the field where it resides
To know the joy that it provides

One treasure only worth that much
The treasure of the Savior's touch
Now gold and silver look so dim
All treasure pales compared to Him

Thursday
His net is cast into the sea
To catch the many fish like me
The good they save for food today
The bad they simply throw away

The judgment like that fishing day
When for our actions, all will pay
And those still clinging to their sin
To endless fire will be cast in

Friday
No honor for the common one
They know too well to hear
They turned away from God's own son
Because He was so near

His wisdom and His learning made
Them wonder who He was
No carpenter would be obeyed
No matter what He does

Few miracles among that crowd
Without the will to see
No honor for this man they vowed.
For they refused to see

Saturday
Great love the Virgin Mary showed
She bore the seed the Spirit sowed
Her love surpassing himan mind
Her love a true, and different kind

United in such harmony
With three in one, the Trinity
The Father's will her great desire
Her purest heart a blazing fire

Within her womb the sacred guest
The Son she nursed at virgin breast
At calvary they crucified
And she stood by until He died

Sunday, July 9, 2017

7/23/17 Through 7/29/17

7/23/17 Through 7/29/17

Sunday
Among the wheat the weeds are sown
Together both through time have grown
But at the harvest ends will be
Much different as they both will see

We choose to be a weed or wheat
A fuel for fire or food to eat
So when the harvest day is near
We bask in love or crouch in fear

Monday
The evil one demands a sign
When all His works around us shine
No proof could ever be enough
To quell the wicked one's rebuff

A heart like Pharoah's, cold and hard
That gives the righteous no regard
Will turn his ear the other way
No matter what we do or say

Please soften Lord, these stony hearts
And let them see what love imparts
Or lest they make iniquity 
Their lot for all eternity

Tuesday
A simple jar that's made of clay
Contains the treasure of the Way
the Way that satisfies the soul
The Way that heals and makes us whole

The love of Christ, surpassing power
Filling us at every hour
Afflicted much, but not constrained
Perplexed, but not our spirit drained

A daily death we can't avoid
We're often struck, but not destroyed
Because it's Jesus Christ we knew
We freely die for life in you

If we believe, then we must speak
To strengthen and make firm the weak
That more and more His grace bestow
And glad thanksgiving overflow

Wednesday
The beauty of your providence
Defies my small intelligence
When raining down from heaven bread
Your grumpy people all are fed

Thursday
More and more I wish to see
And closer bring myself to Thee
I wish to honor you each day
And spread Your love in some small way

Let me never close my eyes
Or then, in fear, my faith disguise
But let me be a shining lamp
That leads the souls to find Your camp

Let me not a hinderance be
But like a fountain flowing free
Then watering a thirsty land
To bring forth fruit the way You planned

Friday
A fortune stolen blind from me
Throughout the years that I don't see
The Word around me everyday
But has it made me change my way?

The seed upon a hardened walk
The devil steals with idle talk
No chance to have it root in me
For if the robber I don't see

So recognize this awful threat
And then, more diligent you'll get
And give the seed a fertile ground
So far more fruit can then be found

Saturday
Martha dear, you spoke so clear
The day that Jesus came
Your brother died and so you cried
Your heart, with love, aflame

Your faith affirmed, and He confirmed
He was God's only Son
He gazed at skies, then called to rise
The dead and rotting one.




Sunday, July 2, 2017

Holy Land Pilgrimage

Holy Land Pilgrimage

Random Thought #1
I come to hear the gentle breeze
I come to find some faithful keys
On Carmel where Elijah stood
And where our Lord was fixed to wood

Random Thought #2
Yes, my Jesus.  Yes, my lord
Not giving what I can afford
But giving all I have to You
That You might all my life renew

Random Thought #3
In the synagogue He taught
But pharisees and elders thought
His words quite blasphemous they seemed
And so, to thwart His plan they schemed

His signs and wonders held no sway
They would not change their rigid way
In blindness now they failed to see
Far more than carpenter was He

7/16/17 Through 7/21/17

7/16/17 Through 7/21/17

Sunday
I wish that I could always be
A fertile groung for seed in me
A ground that welcomes all You give
And bears great fruit by how I live

So often hard and not received
I let it go for birds to feed
Or once received in joy I find
It hard to keep, then nevermind

Most often I receive it well
But fail to much upon it dwell
And on my daily cares I wait
Then slowly, Your seed suffocate

But on occassion I have found
My heart to be a fertile ground
And as the story You once told
The fruit is borne a hundredfold

Monday
The way of evil kills the young
Persuades its prey with lying tongue
Enslaves the ones who think they're free
To care for no one else but me

The evil one he stands amused
When foolish men get so confused
And blinded by their selfish ways
Our Lord and God they fail to praise

Tuesday
Woe to you Americans
Who count your wealth and fix your plans
Your land I blessed as none before
And yet My laws you still ignore

Where comes the blessing on your land
But from the palm of My right hand?
This generation's selfishness
Quite surely, soon, we must address

Am I to look the other way
When you don't keep My Sabbath day
Or when you worship foolish things
Like fancy cars or diamond rings?

You think it doesn't matter much
That many women man should touch
And then discard a life anew
To quell a hinderance for you

The aged too you throw away
When they have passed their better day
No time to waste and sit around
When other pleasures must be found

No one can trust your evil tongue
Your lies corrupt My precious young
No one this mighty hand to stay
If you continue on your way

Repent before you pass the brink
Or then your nation surely sink
And what a fall the mighty find
When wickedness like this is mined

Wednesday
The childlike have come to know
The ways of God that wise forego
He comes to greet the innocent
And they obey where they are sent

The wise know better, so they say
And walk their own invented way
But on that path they seldom find
Their will, and that of God, aligned.

Thursday
Forever He remembers us
His mercy kind and generous
He leads His people through the sea
So they might worship strong and free

His yoke of freedom from all sin
Since time began the way has been
To peace and joy for every man
According to His holy plan

Reject it not, and you will find
The place where purest gold is mined
His slave I always wish to be
A slave that's joyful, glad, and free.

Friday
The sabbath made for mortal man
According to His holy plan
Not as a chain to anchor down
But as a day, the week to crown

A day for man to honor God
And all His wonderous works applaud
Not here for following some rules
Becoming just religious fools

A day to rest, and re-create
A day for things to celebrate
A day for man to ponder things
And see the good the Savior brings.

Saturday
How blest was Mary Magdalene
To see the place where Christ had been
To tell Apostles, "He's alive!"
And down-trod spirits then revive

The joy I cannot comprehend
Of seeing death was not the end
But crowning gift of love to man
According to the Father's plan




Friday, June 30, 2017

7/9/17 Through 7/15/17

7/9/17 Through 7/15/17

Sunday
When fitted to the shoulder well 
The animal will not rebel
The ancient farmer always found
The easy yoke would plow more ground

The yoke of love will free the soul
And then the weary heart console
When plowed with love the ground will yield
A bountiful and fruitful field

Monday
Far more is there than what you see
It's not just talk for folks like me
For this is what the Savior said,
He's truly present in the bread!

Tuesday
Nothing like a pillow,
But stone beneath his head
Jacob, son of Isaac
Retired to his bed

The stairs he saw before him
That rose unto the sky
And angels that adore Him
Both ways were passing by

He knew for sure the gate was here
And God was close at hand
He trusted that his wife was near
And God would do as planned

Wednesday
By wrestling to get our way
We fail to hear what He would say
He calls us to the harvest field
If we, to Him, would simply yield

Thursday
Go out and preach to My lost sheep
Cure every ill disease
Commandments teach that they shall keep
And God above would please.

Friday
Seeing Joseph where he stood
They saw their evil turned to good
The one they sold as just a slave
They turned to now, to feed and save.

Saturday
Amidst the wolves You send Your sheep
And give them strength the faith to keep
To love, in chains, they witness bear
Yet never, in their Lord, despair

For He has conquered death and sin
And given them new life within
No fear of what to do or say
The Spirit guides their every way

Sunday, June 18, 2017

7/2/17 Through 7/8/17

7/2/17 Through 7/8/17

Sunday
Who are you to say the things
Outlandish such as these?
That we should love You more than all,
My heart first disagrees

But when I see just who You are
And what Your love has done
I see with eyes of clarity
You are the greatest one

Monday
Best known for having faith that failed
And probing where the hands were nailed
This name you have remains quite flawed
For you declared "My Lord and God!"

If I were known for just my flaws
The shame involved would give me pause
So many times I've turned from Him
To follow just another whim.

If I could say what you declared
Instead of acting weak and scared
No longer would I be so flawed
For He would be my Lord and God.

Tuesday
Amidst the sea of busy days
You guide me through the milky haze
I do my best to listen well
And pass along the things You tell

I slide you in the morning slot
Or likely you would be forgot
A couple times throughout the day
I'll stop and try to briefly pray.

But now I'm coming soon to see 
The shining sea of Galilee
The waters which You walked upon
The stormy seas that You made calm.

I wish to turn the tables there
And cast aside each earthly care
Then change what I, by habit do
To fill my every day with You

Wednesday
Most times we never clearly see
That when we fail to follow Thee
How far it reaches down our clan
Or how we thwart Your greater plan

Each sin accepted in our day
Leads us a little more astray
Then soon it's hard to recognize
The Truth amidst our world of lies

We look around and wonder how
Such wickedness You would allow
But rarely do we ever see
It's fed by every sin from me.

Thursday
Lord help me trust like Abraham
And keep my eyes on You
Then if subjected to exam
My faith be tried and true.

Friday
Matthew and Rebecca
Both ready for the call
Forsake a well-off life for them
Prepared to give their all.

A time will come in every life
With choices where to go
When we must choose a man or wife
And then begin to grow

His providence we often see
When looking back in time
How He has blessed and cared for me
Throughout my whole lifetime.

Saturday
Why bless a liar with such grace
Why give a thief a higher place
Your way, to me, seems so unfair
Do You, for justice, even care?

Your way sees just the surface part
But My way sees the deepest heart
I choose the perseverant son
And never just the likely one

My plan has need of faithful men
Who with adversity contend
Not those who let their spirits droop
And sell my gift for just some soup.

Saturday Evening
What can be more pleasing
Than praise to God in song
The words of God appeasing
To where our hearts belong

A blessing on those holy lips
A hymn of praise to God
A psalm is like the honey drips
Or Spring when Winter's thawed

Instruction vies with beauty
In every psalm we read
His praise our highest duty
His love a precious seed..



Sunday, June 11, 2017

6/25/17 Through 7/1/17

6/25/17 Through 7/1/17

Sunday
My weakness Lord I daily see
In how I fail to follow Thee
My view so narrow and confined
I see what's only self-inclined

Then in the emptiness I find
That willfully have I been blind
By choosing pleasure over joy
And failing to, Your grace employ

Remind me Lord throughout this day
To stop and think and humbly pray
For grace to see the wider view
And closer make my walk with You

Monday
A promise, but as yet no land
Things not the way old Abram planned
But trust, his virtue without end
And he would on the Lord depend

Tuesday
One gate is narrow one is wide
Each leading to a different side
One filled with lust and selfish greed
One set on helping those in need

You'd think we'd choose the narrow way
That leads us to a brighter day
But all we see is effort now
And choose the way that's easy now

Wednesday
A promise made, a promise kept
The word of God we must accept
Beyond all counting blessings found
For those within whom faith abounds

Thursday
Peter and Paul, two great ones indeed
The faithful do well if they follow their lead
Passing along the Word highly priced
Proclaiming quite clear that our Lord is the Christ

Friday
If You wish You can make me clean
Much greater works from You I've seen
Quite true, I wish your cleanliness
Receive My touch and don't regress

Be clear your eyes that you may see
The rotting flesh of leprosy
You all have sinned and done so much
But now receive My cleansing touch

Saturday
Oh Lord, I am not worthy
That Thou should come to me
Your word most surely would be
A grace enough for me

Authority I understand
Yours greater far than mine
Don't trouble with a trip unplanned
Your word will do just fine

Sunday, June 4, 2017

6/18/17 Through 6/24/17

6/18/17 Through 6/24/17

Sunday
There's far more here than meets the eye
What faithless heretics deny
A presence far beyond the mind
A presence of the sacred kind
The love of Jesus Christ outpoured

All believers come receive it 
Only faithful minds perceive it
Bread and wine the form it takes
On the altar there he breaks
The body of our precious Lord

Christ to chosen ones instructed
How this meal should be conducted
Through one cup and loaf of berad
All the faithful must be fed
Partaking of this holy meal

For He told the loud protesters
That unlike their great ancestors
Who ate and died on just a sign
His body is true bread divine
Now come receive his love and heal

Monday
They're treated as deceivers
Yet truthful to the core
The Spirit's blessed receivers
Who leave us wanting more

Tuesday
I'm called to love my enemies?!
I hold contempt for such as these
You want me to give up what's mine?!
I've worked quite hard for things this fine.

You say that I should offer prayer
For those, who at me, curse and swear?!
You want me now to love the man 
Who wrongs me every time he can?!

Your way, it sounds but so naive
A fool would only thus believe
But if all men would take this view
We'd find ourselves more close to You

Wednesday
The whisper of pride
A beguiling call
That leads us along
To calamitous fall

Old Stinky he knows
How we love to be stroked
And he loves to do
So his flames will be stoked

Kindness now given
In secretive way
Will merit no kudos
The haughty ones say

But Father above 
With His eyes down below
Will see what in secret 
No other ones know

And great will there be
On that final day
Reward for the ones
Who gave in that way.

Thursday
For you my love must never wane
My fervor not grow cold
My bride must see as clear and plain
My love will not grow old

Afresh and new with every day
Secure as one can be
To you my grateful homage pay
And humble thanks to Thee

Friday
The Sacred Heart, most holy place
Though broken, pierced, yet full of grace
Within we find the sources of 
The overflowing font of love

The wise and learned puff their chest
But in the end they find no rest
But little ones can find the way
For they but listen and obey.

Saturday
What signs surround this child's birth
No greater one than him on earth
Born to set the people free
Born for us, a light to be

Yet he but merely clears the way
For One who brings the light of day
Prepare your hearts, repent and see
The dawning of our victory

Sunday, May 28, 2017

6/11/17 Through 6/17/17

6/11/17 Through 6/17/17

Sunday
The Trinity is unity 
Beyond the mind of man
The family is meant to be 
Reflective of His plan

Monday
His mother there beneath Him stood
His nakedness affxied to wood
Dispelling empty platitudes
Encompassing beatitudes

Such mourning as was never known
His poverty of spirit shown
In meekness suffering great pain
That all may have eternal gain

In humble search for righteousness
He suffered in such great distress
Extending mercy to the throng
That perpetrated this high wrong

Tuesday
Can one see my little flame
Would they but recognize my name,
Will they remember me as light
or just another passing night?

Have I produced a lasting heat,
Or just another mindless tweet
Have I become what He had planned
Or have I failed to understand?

What little time is left for me
To fan the flame You gave to me
May I draw closer yet to You
And add some flavor to the stew.

Wednesday
No jot or tittle pass away
Until the earth will go that way
Fulfilled in Christ the greater light
Dispels all hint of fearful night

If glory came from words in stone
Then one could see himself alone
But granted by descending dove
Our glory comes from righteous love

Thursday
Remove the veil that I may see
The splendor of Your gift to me
The freedom that Your love provides
Where service to the poor resides

Friday
Oh Lord, my sufferings of this day
I offer now to You
That You might join them to Your way
And give them value too

Redeem through me some sickly soul
Who's lost along the way
By this poor sacrifice make whole
And bring to light of day

Saturday
When no means no, and yes means yes
We wonder not nor have to guess
No turning back on what we've said
No matter where the path has led.

Sunday, May 21, 2017

6/4/17 Through 6/10/17

6/4/17 Through 6/10/17

Sunday
The air is all around us
And everywhere we go
Unknown to us how precious
That we might live and grow

Like the air, the Spirit dwells
Abundantly on earth
Unknown until another tells
Of how they found new birth

Without either life will end
Extinguishing the flame
But with the spirit we will join
The One from whom life came

Monday
The man who dug the vineyard now
Deserves his share of fruit
But we forget His gifts somehow
In greedy self-pursuit

Amazing we ignore the source
Of all we have that's good
And thwart His efforts to enforce
What's truly for our good

By freely giving God His share
Of all the blessings sent
We skirt around the Devil's snare
And greediness prevent

Tuesday
The coin that circulates around
Is where the ruler's face is found
His seal imprinted thereupon
Reminding whom to it belongs

Like you, once placed upon your head
A seal to save you from the dead
A mark for Christ to call His own
A mark that you might make Him known

And all who bear His mark should give
That others too might learn to live
Then as we circulate around
The face of Christ on us be found.

Wednesday
His good remains at all the times
Including those when heart opines
When darkness seems to fill the air
And all our thoughts lead to despair

As lightning pierces through the sky
The Lord attends His people's cry
And sends His angels to relieve
Sufferings of those who believe

By looking back I clearly see 
How steadfast love attended me
Through every trial and despair
I see His gentle loving care

Thursday
True love doesn't take her for pleasure of gain
True love doesn't falter or wither or wane
True love is the measure of manhood aright
True love is one willing to postpone delight

A man will protect her and guard her from harm
A man will will defend her and cherish her charm
A man will not prey on desire for love
A man will but pray for his strength from above

Don't fall for imposters who cheat and beguile
Don't fall for the ones who impress with their style
Don't fall for the fleeting and empty romance
Don't fall for some schmuck just because he can dance

Look deeper than what the surface reveals
Look deeper to see what the surface conceals
Look deeper to find if the core is as good
Look deeper to see if he acts as he should

True love is not driven by greed or by lust
True love is but driven by generous trust
True love is the one who will sacrifice much
True love until marriage restraineth his touch.

Friday
When desperation cry is made
And anguished prayer to God is prayed
The humble plea will pierce the clouds
And reach His ear before the crowds

The blindness and the curse removed
His faithfulness has now been proved
The way to great prosperity
Is trust in His divinity

Saturday
Make known His works, proclaim His praise
May God be lauded all the days
Chastised a little, greatly blessed
He answers every fond request

Though often quite misunderstood
He turns each trial for our good
And looking back again we find
In hardship where the gold is mined.

5/28/17 Through 6/3/17

5/28/17 Through 6/3/17

Sunday
Ascended on Your glorious throne
You left the world, but not alone
You promised something greater yet
To send the Holy advocate

You made the duty ours to own
To make Your name, to all men known
To make disciples in all lands
And thus fulfill the Father's plans

Monday
Lord, now we see that You know all
Help us to answer to Your call
Send Your Spirit fresh and new
To help us do the things You do.

Tuesday 
I wish to say with conscience clear
To all of you I hold so dear
That I have shown quite clear the trail
It's up to you to now prevail

At times I've stumbled on the way
With things I do and things I say
But love has been my final goal
To fill your heart and warm your soul

Wednesday
In haste she went to greet the one
Thought barren, now with child
Within her carrying the Son,
Yet pure and undefiled

The Spirit rushed upon the two
When e're they heard the sound
That greeting from the virgin who
Within the Christ was found

The lowly lifted high above
The proud in their conceit
A satisfying gift of love
The hungry now shall eat.

Thurday
Unity a far off thought
So distant and obscure
A thing our blessed Savior taught
And prayed would long endure

But many varied ways have come
And each new one would say
They've found a better way to plumb
The depths of God today

Friday
Peter, do yo love me?
The question haunts us all
Repentant eyes can see 
And answer to His call

Though we have greatly sinned
His call to us remains
His gaze on us undimmed
For His love never wanes

Saturday
He calls on every single soul
In some peculiar way
For each completes the Master's whole
If they go not astray

So what concern is this of yours
What is the other's call
My path of love for you assures
Your rise and not your fall.



Saturday, May 13, 2017

5/21/17 Through 5/27/17

5/21/17 Through 5/27/17

Sunday
Oh Lord annoint afresh Your child
Cleanse me pure and undefiled
fulfill in me my heart's desire
Send on me Your holy fire

Set me free of all my sin
Let Your Spirit dwell within
Make anew the desolate
And send to me the Advocate

Monday
A time will come when you will see 
Great trials for belief in me
I tell you now that you may know
And onward in these trials go

For they that kill don't understand
The humble way My father planned
To bring salvation's grace to bear
On people here and everywhere

Tuesday
The Spirit comes in darkest place
To fill the heart with peace and grace
Amidst the darkness cold and long
His presence fills the soul with song

He shows the world how wrong it was
And offers life to all because
The Lamb was slain that we might live
And learn, each other, to forgive

Wednesday
The gods among this earthly realm
They multiply and overwhelm
The hungry needy dieties
That we create to charm and please

We worship every varied kind
That entertain or catch the mind
A game or sport or special thing
That we believe content will bring

Thinking them to be much bigger
Sapping all our youthful vigor
Never seeing we have sinned
By all our chasing of the wind

The perfect body wilts and wanes
As age brings on new aches and pains
And all we thought would satisfy
Gets rusty and goes passing by

But then among us all the time
Is grace and peace and love sublime
A Savior scorned and crucified
Now raised again and glorified.

Thursday
A little while and grief will come
The dirge be played upon the drum
But little more and joy you'll find
When resurrection light is shined.

Friday
Like a woman in labor
The sorrow will leave
When she sees what He gave her
The gift to believe

Separation causes pain
Just a little while
Leading to a greater gain
Just beyond the trial

Saturday
In Jesus' name I ask you Lord
For more than I could e're afford
The Spirit's presence deep within
And will to separate from sin

I ask to be Your instrument
Of love in every place I'm sent
To bring Your Spirit present where
It's found most difficult to share.


Sunday, May 7, 2017

5/14/17 Through 5/20/17

5/14/17 Through 5/20/17

Sunday
Lord make of us two living stones
To build a holy place
That those we raise within our home
May come to know Your grace

May sacrifice become our way
In all the things we do
To build a house of love each day
Acceptable to You

Monday
The Advocate will teach you more
And teach the soul that loves to soar
For greater things than I have done
Will then attend the holy one

The gift of faith is ours to find
But oh how hard for all the blind
They have a hard time to believe
If they still to possessions cleave

Tuesday
The peace of Christ He offers those
Who follow in His way
Attending one where e're he goes
His joy throughout the day

But dare not think you'll suffer not
For Him along the way
To share His cross disciples ought
Expect to every day

But with a grace beyond the mind
He fills the docile soul
The peace of God, a different kind
To heal and to make whole

Wednesday
Firmly grafted on the vine
It's flow of life can then be mine
Pruned of that which does not suit
To bear a most abundant fruit

The living water from that Vine
Will slake forever thirst of thine
And pruned of unproductive shoots
You'll bear the finest lucious fruits

Thursday
How rightly can a man discern
The ways of God that he should learn
And find the proper words to say
To lead the others on the Way?

First listen to authority
For Christ has said that it will be
The rock that He will build upon
The water to which men are drawn

Then listen close and you will see
The ways with which the Lord agree
And always view the longer term
Then ask the Lord to please confirm.

His word contains a wisdom well
To shine a light and stories tell
Of those who hope and trust and pray
And find the Lord lights up the way

Friday
Love as I have loved you
No greater love than this
Friends will do as I do
And never love dismiss

No longer slaves but friends
If you obey commands
Find love that never ends
And do what love demands

I gave you everything
My Father gave to me
Abundant fruit now bring
Forth from a faithful tree

Saturday
Love so far beyond all telling
Spirit deep within me dwelling
Make me turn from lesser love
And turn to that from One above

A lesser love deceives the soul
And causes true love to grow cold
Love of only earthly things
A satisfaction never brings

But till and water hardened ground
That thereupon Your fruit be found
Possessions vast that I once saw
May I look on now as straw

Sunday, April 30, 2017

5/7/17 Through 5/13/17

5/7/17 Through 5/13/17

Sunday
My sins He bore upon the tree
His wounds a healing balm for me
A wayward sheep that's prone to stray
He leads along the narrow way

Monday
Call not profaned what God has claimed
To enter in the fold
But go and speak to those who seek. 
All nations must be told

The spirit spoke to Gentile folk
The same as you and me
Cornelius found in Joppa town
The words to set him free

Tuesday
He speaks so very plain you see
But far from all find certainty
For they cannot get past the view
That God would come so close to you

If they could only see their way
To listen to the words You say
Their sight would be so crisp and clear
Of God Himself who comes so near.

Wednesday
The light has come and shone on me
But often still I fail to see
For pride can blind the sinful eye
And make of me a selfish guy

Then ruled by passion and delight
I block the rays of healing light
But if confessing I repent
Again the healing light is sent

Thursday
If God Himself should wash my feet
No life on earth should be complete
Without much service to the poor
To help them in  their trial endure

How patiently He bore the pain
In hope of our eternal gain
He gave us there upon the cross
Our greatest gain, His life of loss

But then He showed once glorified
The prize He won when crucified
The back of evil broken when 
We look upon the Great Amen.

Friday
Drawn to hear His gentle voice
Trembling there with Him rejoice
Unworthy of His presence here
The Lord inspires holy fear

How could One so great attend
To those who frequently offend
Yet He prepares a place for all
Even those who often fall

Saturday
How little I can understand
Of all the things my Lord has planned
So all there is for folks like me
Is simply place our trust in Thee

I've known You now for quite a while
But still can't figure out Your style
Surprise occurs at every turn
With always so much more to learn.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

4-30-17 Through 5/6/17

4-30-17 Through 5/6/17

Sunday
Open Lord Your word to me
Reveal the things that I can't see
Upon these pages here of Thine
Allow Your rays of light to shine

Then cause my heart to burn within
And keep me far away from sin
I'll savor every word You said
And daily come receive the bread

Monday
Intently Stephen looked upon
The face of Christ in land beyond
Not cursing them in painful groans
But blessing those who threw the stones

Angelically his face appeared
No pain or torture then was feared
For in that time he fixed his eyes
On Jesus Christ his faithful prize

Tuesday
May I consume the daily bread
Your very flesh on which I'm fed
True manna, heavens greatest sign
God's one and only Son divine

Wednesday
To ask within His holy name
He promises receipt
Our lack is not on him to blame
But on our own deceit

For what we ask indulges that
Which leads us far astray
It's nothing more than idle chat
To help us on our way

Thursday
Come down from heaven holy bread
On which the faithful all are fed
The Bread of Life for all to eat
Our strength on earth to sin defeat

Friday
The light of Christ around him shone
But voice was heard by him alone
See how blind you've come to be?
The one you persecute is Me

Now go into the city where
My messenger will find you there
And tell you all that you must do
As what the lord commands of you

Then after three days fasting spent
A man named Ananias sent
The scales removed, his sight restored
And now the Son of God adored

Saturday
Who can accept these words you speak
Perhaps another one we seek
Returning to their former way
So many souls have gone astray

Nowhere to go that I can see
I never wish to part from Thee
Although I may not understand
I  trust in what my Lord has planned

Sunday, April 16, 2017

4/23/17 Through 4/29/17

4/23/17 Through 4/29/17

Sunday
Doubt no longer but believe
The grace for faith now all receive
But some reject it out of pride
And thus begin a downward slide

Monday
Lord, look at our society
How they despise our faith in Thee
They think that they can make the rules
But show themselves no more than fools

Help us boldly to proclaim
The strength and power of Jesus' name
May our daily sacrifice
In them, a longing, there entice.

That those we meet might come to know
The Holy Spirit You bestow
Then born again from up above
Our culture turn to one of love

Tuesday
Forever of Your goodness
And praises I will sing
Forever is Your kindness
Oh good and gracious King

The sky proclaims Your wonder
For none like You exist
Your voice a mighty thunder
Youe breath a gentle mist

Wednesday
No prison now can hold the word
With vision now no longer blurred
The Son of God became a man
To rescue us from Satan's plan

By giving of Himself complete
The power of sin did He defeat
And cast away the darkest night
By bringing everlasting light

Thursday
Witnesses of righteousness
He came for those who will confess
the obstinent who hide the sin
May never His salvation win

For all have sinned and crucified
The Son of God who bled and died
It seemed as such a tragedy
But truly it has set us free

Friday
Would I be glad to suffer now
for witnessing to Him
Could I be strong and thus allow
My pride to now grow dim?

Or would I cower in the face
Of ridicule and scorn
With shame of my rejected grace
Awake to rue the morn?

Saturday
Out on the sea alone, afraid
Against the wind they rowed and prayed
Then on the water drawing near
They heard, "It's I, no need to fear."

Then as they turned to look around
Behold, the yonder shore was found
Within an instant fear was gone
And Christ alone relied upon

How many times in every life
We feel afraid amid the strife
But if we look in spite of fear
We too can see, the Lord is near.


Sunday, April 9, 2017

4/16/17 Through 4/22/17

4/16/17 Through 4/22/17

Sunday
Early in the morning
They rose to see the tomb.
Disciples all still huddled
Within the upper room.

When lo from in the heavens
There came a holy light
That shook the earth around them
And filled the guards with fright

Behold the Son is risen
No more among the dead
While women were conversing
The guards stood as if dead

Go tell to His disciples
To Galilee He goes
For now and all eternity
The font of Mercy flows

Monday
A tidy sum may quell the word
For them to play their game
When resurrected Christ is heard
Their story comes up lame

The truth a clarion to call
The poor, lame, and oppressed
His saving grace goes out to all
If sins are now confessed

Tuesday
Dear Mary called the Magdalene
Recalled to all where she had been
And that she saw in risen flesh
The Lord upon the morning fresh

Oh let me see with morning dew
The face of all I meet as You
And somehow come to understand
The love You have for every man

Wednesday
With blatant root of jealousy
The Pharisee and Saducee
 Condemned to death the righteous one
And crucified God's only Son

But now upon the third day hence
Some women from our group dispense
A word of angels sitting there
But not a body anywhere

How slow we are to see His hand
To grasp His way and understand
But when we break the holy bread
Somehow our hunger there is fed

Thursday
He waited there upon the shore
With breakfast and a whole lot more
The catch of fish was great this time
But from now on, it's souls they find

Friday
In privilidge I was raised with these
The Pharisees and Saducees
The law I know in great detail
It can't be wrong.  It cannot fail!

So how then can these lowly ones
Declare themselves adopted sons
And make the crippled man to walk
Ther must be something to their talk.

Saturday
Doubt no longer, but believe
The grace for faith now all receive
But some reject it out of pride
And thus begin a downward slide.