2/12/17 Through 2/18/17

2/12/17 Through 2/18/17

Sunday

The Lord has said, that if I choose

The righteous way, I shall not lose

The life eternal, meant for me

And then great glories I shall see.

Monday

Where is your brother? His question to Cain

Just listen and know, that it's no use to feign

The blood of your brother cries out from the ground

You're sentenced to ever go wander around.

His question to us, in this modern time,

Is, Where are your children, those victims of crime?

The blood of those millions is crying so loud

For justice against the selfish and proud.

Yet even in spite of the millions we've killed

With love, and with mercy, the Lord's heart is filled

Not off to the wilderness wandering sent

But into His mercy, if just, we repent.

Tuesday

The yeast of those to guard against

Is that which leaves desire un-fenced

A yeast of egocentric fare

That puffs you up with none but air

Far better, I would have you know

To be a fresh, unleavened dough

One clean and undefiled, so...

You give His Word a chance to grow.

Wednesday

How long it takes for us to see

The man, and not some walking tree

We need His touch to clear the eyes

And see through every dim disguise.

Thursday

A fruitful life is His command

Subdue the beasts, and all the land

Multiply and fill the earth

Then learn to love for all you're worth

For by your love, the world will see

Reflections of divinity

And come to seek this God above

Whose word inspires great acts of love

But lest love seem a facile chore

Know that He asks for ever more

Beyond that first inviting call

He asks of you, your all in all!

Friday

Deny yourself, take up your cross

Repent, and follow Me

For he who seeks to save His life

Among the dead shall be.

What profit, then to gain the world

And have so many toys

But in the end discover that

What pride confuses, pride destroys

Saturday

The voice they heard, they recognized

No longer hidden or disguised

To do, not knowing what they should

When God's own Son, before them stood

Great men of faith, from long ago

Stood with Him too, that we would know

The dead shall rise and know to be

What only eyes of faith could see.