March for Life 2020

March for Life 2020

My Jesus, look upon this land,

And see the many dreams we've planned.

A slice of heaven for each man

As liberty and freedom can.

This gift of freedom blesses so,

But all our citizens must know

How fragile is what we enjoy,

And what our actions could destroy.

The cause of right and common good

Require loving as we should.

Respecting life in all its forms,

With love and care as common norms.

No land oppressing poor and weak

Will find prosperity they seek.

For one day all will be in need,

And reap what's grown of selfish seed.

So stand erect and boldly say

It's time to try the Master's way

Of love and sacrifice for all,

True liberty and freedom's call.

A nation strong and self-sufficed

So easily, by sin, enticed,

To think that they can change God's rules,

But prove themselves as only fools.

A nation great, again we seek

But not a one that kills the weak.

A nation under God's right hand,

Obedient to His command.

A place where life has dignity

That honors blest maternity.

We must abolish infant hate,

To make this land again be great!

2/9/20 Through 2/15/20

2/9/20 Through 2/15/20

Sunday

So many paralyzed by fear

Have no conception who is near.

They sense not in the gloom's despair,

The Lord of all is present there.

Their grief and woe will make them shrink

And in that state of sorrow think,

A torch to light the way to dawn

Is what is needed to move on.

But that's not in the Master's plan

From when the dawn of time began.

He calls for trust, but evil sways,

And draws us into sinful ways.

A simple spark can light the way

If we resolve to just obey.

The next step forward he will show,

But often, only that, we'll know.

Monday

Scurrying to see the Lord

His healing graces wealth outpoured.

Come touch the tassel, be set free,

Of every rank infirmity

Tuesday

We honor well the dwelling place

The Virgin Mother, full of grace.

For where He dwells is peace and joy

That trials here cannot destroy.

No closer one has ever come

Than mother to her infant son,

That feeds upon her tender breast,

And in her arms will find his rest.

He chooses who is truly clean

The Virgin pure, and Mother Queen.

How lovely is His dwelling place,

Our Virgin Mother, full of grace.

Wednesday

Wisdom seekers suffer much

To find the holy way

They're willing to abase themselves

And learn just how to pray.

For what they seek is worth far more

Than wealth of any sort

And they will sacrifice the more

For time within her court.

What's asked is freely given those

With faith and not a doubt.

The ones, humility, have chose

And cast the sinful out.

Unsettled in our emptiness

Desires unfulfilled,

But there amid the lowliness, 

The sinful way is chilled.

Desire not, the things of flesh

That comfort here below,

But seek the wisdom always fresh

He wishes to bestow.

Thursday

The one most wise becomes a fool

If he forsakes one simple rule.

There is but one to have our praise

One God alone, to whom he prays.

A jealous God, the One must be.

For if He let us stray to these

The truth be lost and never found,

No place to find unmoving ground.

The faith we place in Him alone

Will never become fully grown,

For He with no begin or end,

Created, cannot comprehend.

But little crumbs or scraps that fall

Can help us clearly hear the call

To worship God, and God alone,

And let true wisdom then be shown.

Friday

Ephphatha!  The Lord commands.

Be now the eyes, and ears, and hands

That open wide to hear the word

And preach it well till all have heard.

So act upon the grace He gives,

And show that He, within you, lives.

That all you meet would ever know

His way of righteousness to go.

Saturday

Think of what just happened here

That Jesus Christ should draw so near,

In simple form of bread and wine,

I would receive the Lord divine!

The broken bread we thank Him for

The oath to man the Savior swore,

To never leave us orphaned here,

But always to be very near.

Though often we have gone astray.

He finds us in our wand'ring way,

And leads us back to pasture green,

If we but on, His presence lean.

So turn away from other gods,

And be not fooled by false facades,

But trust in One whose way is true,

And always wants what's best for you.

2/2/20 Through 2/8/20

2/2/20 Through 2/8/20

Sunday

Sharing in this earthly flesh

He came to sinful souls refresh

Alike in every way but sin

He blazed the path to enter in.

Destroying death upon the tree

He conquered sin for you and me.

His perfect love, through suffering,

Would all mankind, redemption bring.

If perfect love should suffer so,

Then sinners all around should know,

That none escape some trial here

But perfect love destroys the fear.

Monday

To all the nations bring the word

Till everyone on earth has heard.

The kingdom time is near at hand,

So now repent throughout the land.

Spread the word both far and near

That Christ, our Lord is present here.

No more with shackles bound in chain,

For now, at last, is evil slain.

Tuesday

Grant faith like she who touched the hem,

Not ridicule, like some of them.

For faith and trust will win the day

And good things come to those who pray.

Where faith is lacking, none will see

That blessed day of victory,

But only gloom and more despair

Without His tender loving care.

So trust in Him and banish fear

The Lord your God is very near.

He comes to heal and raise the dead

And keeps His children all well fed.

Wednesday

If we had such a faith as those

Who in the face of torture chose

To place their trust in only He

Who calls us to humility.

Then signs and wonders would abound

With nary sick or crippled found

And pride would simply melt away

In favor of the humble way.

Thursday

But still they doubted every one

Just what the Lord had now begun,

When there upon the mount He said

Behold, I live, I am not dead.

So go and preach this mighty word

Till every soul on earth has heard

But have no fear, I will abide,

And for your every need provide.

Baptize and set the captive free

By naming all the Godhead three

The mission now is yours to claim.

That you might learn to love, I came.

Meditation on Hell

The place of damned depravity

Prepared for sinners just like me

Is far beyond what mind can bear,

With evil running rampant there.

The fires of bitterness and gall

Envelop and surround them all

No place to run from scorching flame

And none but just themselves to blame.

The blasphemy and cursing rise

Then fall again in sour cries.

Iniquity at every turn

From souls that everlasting burn.

With hatred, greed, and avarice

All common in a place like this.

Lust and envy, sloth and pride,

Await the soul on every side.

No shred of hope, the damned be damned.

In darkness, filth, and squalor crammed.

The stench of gross atrocity

And taste of immorality.

This place of untold misery

prepared for sinners just like me,

Who spurn the call to now repent

And find themselves, to Hades sent.

Friday

The cowardice of such a king

Will only, on his people, bring

Disgrace for all the masses know

He has no wisdom to bestow.

A little girl can stump the king

By asking such a brutal thing,

And yet the king has no reply

Except to with, the crime comply.

He should learn from Solomon

The ways to thwart the evil one,

And act with justice top of mind.

Benevolent, and true, and kind.

Saturday

What have You to say to me?

My quest at every morn, You see.

For what You say, will guide my way,

And take me where I want to be.

Grant wisdom fresh and new each day

That I may better learn to pray.

And when I seek, to let You speak.

Then listen well, and well obey.

1/26/20 Through 2/1/20

1/26/20 Through 2/1/20

Sunday

Before all else, we must repent,

And turn from sordid sin.

If we, by Jesus, would be sent,

To others gather in.

Prepared must each disciple be,

To hear and then obey.

To leave their nets beside the sea,

And follow in His way.

Monday

No house divided thus can stand

A house of unity He planned.

To last to endless days of light,

And drive away the dark of night.

Gloom will but replace the gloom

While light will brighten up the room.

So none will stumble, trip, or fall,

But find in light, their all in all.

Tuesday

As David danced in joyful glee

No better thing, I must agree,

Than being in His presence now,

So filled with awe and joy somehow.

His gift of flesh and blood to man

If recognized, receiving can

Transport us to the throne of grace,

And let us feel His warm embrace.

A mother, brother, sister too

Can all be family to you

If they just listen and obey

And take the time to stop and pray.

Wednesday

I wish to make my heart a home

A rich and fertile land of loam.

A place where seed takes root to grow

A place where all, God's love would know.

Tilled and harrowed in pursuit

Of ground that bears abundant fruit.

Free of thorns that choke the grain

Or stones that cause the roots to wane.

So let me hear and then obey

Each cherished word, to me You say.

For only when I follow You

Will grace abound and fruits accrue.

Thursday

Lord make my lampstand tall and strong

Bless this house forever long.

Raise up bold and faithful men

Who pass the blessing on again.

Daughters pure and undefiled

With disposition meek and mild.

With loving hearts from God alone

That as a hearth, will warm the home.

May the measure always be

A total gift of self to Thee.

With nothing left upon the shelf,

A full and total gift of self.

Friday

My sins are overwhelming Lord

The dignity of man ignored

The lash of tongue impatiently

Will just destroy propriety.

Saturday

Who can this be, that orders the sea?

None who have sinned, could govern the wind.

There in this boat, on a cushion, afloat

Sleeping, there lies, the Lord of the skies.

So why be afraid, of the creature He made?

Your faith under-grown, and fear overblown.

His hand is upon the boat that He's on

And those with the King, to safety, He'll bring.

1/19/20 Through 1/25/20

1/19/20 Through 1/25/20

Sunday

To do Your will is my delight

To wait and trust throughout the night

For You will hear my simple plea

And grant a brand new song to me.

Ears that hear and eyes to see

The gifts that You have given me

To serve and do the Father's will 

Obeying always, ever still.

Monday

Obedience to what You say

The only sure and proper way

To rid us of the plague of sin

And usher true abundance in.

No sacrifice can take the place

Nor offering can thus erase

The dearth of love that deafens ears,

And leads one in the way of tears.

Tuesday

Baptized, anointed, called for Christ,

To higher height the soul enticed.

All called to live as priest and king

And to our clan, salvation bring.

The role of every baptized one

Is bring the masses to the Son.

That they might learn to live aright

And conquer in the darkest night.

Wednesday

You come at me with sword and spear

But unaware that God is near

To guide my hand and sling the stone

And prove there is one God alone.

One God to show the way of truth,

One God to guide both old and youth.

One God to fill our every need,

One God we listen to and heed.

No pow'r of darkness on this day

Could ever hold eternal sway.

The courts that loosed this awful scourge,

Have thus composed their final dirge.

For when He comes and truth is known,

The lives of millions then will groan

For justice in His Holy Name,

And unrepentant, lasting flame.

So lift this veil of darkness now

And change each person's heart somehow

To see the gift of those unborn,

And end this hateful, sinful, scorn!

Thursday

In jealousy we find a sin

However small it may begin,

That draws a veil to shield the eyes

From where the truth of conscience lies.

We see quite clear what they possess,

But look beyond how we've been blest.

No gratitude for that received,

But by our selfish way deceived.

A grateful heart can cure this ill,

If we would stop to count our fill

Of blessings granted by our Lord,

And recognize His grace outpoured.

Friday

Each summoned and sent in some special way,

To do of His work in each passing day.

Apostles and teachers, the slave and the king,

All to the Lord, their services bring.

No jealousy found if humble all be

And recognize Christ in the persons they see.

Yet even among the apostles and kings,

We see the destruction that jealousy brings.

Beware of the sins of the haughty and proud

They come to the greatest and least in the crowd.

The way of salvation is humble and meek

Regardless if whether you're strong, or you're weak.

Saturday

With scales that cloud our earthly eyes

We fail to see the dim disguise

Of evil in our righteousness,

And fail to many sins confess.

So if we just prefer the dark

And never, on the trip embark,

We waste away as evening light

And never find the source of might.

But if we have an open mind

No doubt, the truth, we'll surely find.

And if the truth is thus obeyed,

Another Christian, then is made.