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..