Friday, June 30, 2017

7/9/17 Through 7/15/17

7/9/17 Through 7/15/17

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

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!

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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.

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