10/25/20 Through10/31/20
Sunday
Every problem, love's the answer
Every law, by love, fulfilled.
Selfishness, the evil cancer,
Sin fermented and distilled.
Come and see what love can offer
Learn to give without reserve.
Be no doubting, heathen, scoffer.
Muster up required nerve.
Share what gifts that love has given,
Give without the cost in mind.
Find your faults and sins forgiven,
When the depth of love is mined.
Inexhaustible the measure
Of the love of One Divine.
Find that rich fulfilling treasure
Flowing from the Sacred Vine.
Monday
Here before a captive hostage,
Ought this woman not be free?
Ought the cord of sin and bondage
Not be severed and set free?
Bent and twisted, every sinner,
All in chains that weigh us down.
Turn Your eyes to this beginner,
In Your mercy, let me drown.
What a gift this present moment,
Here alone with none but Thee.
God Himself my private docent
Teaching how to be set free.
Tuesday
My job, to do His holy will
And lead upon the way,
To faith in Christ, our God instill,
And never go astray.
In love for others blaze the trail,
And bring my pride along.
To strengthen weak, and help the frail
To see where they belong.
To give of self as Jesus did
When nailed upon the tree
With total gift to others bid,
Please come and follow me.
Wednesday
All teaching held in place by Him
The final stone, defining rim.
The dome supported high above
By Him whose strength is none but love.
Without the cross, no strength is there,
His teaching just the standard fare
That comes and goes among the days,
And leads in many varied ways.
But love before, for man, unknown
Upon the Holy Cross was shown,
And Love defeated sin and death
When He gave forth His final breath.
Once set in place, the Stone now stands
As Christ embraced the Father's plans,
And made the cross our symbol of
Our Savior, and our key to love.
Thursday
We think the Devil's strength is known.
Not so, when only weakness shown.
We fail to use God's strength to see
How weak and paltry that is he.
God's strength for us is always there
So we must never, in despair,
Refuse confession of our sin,
And let Old Stinky slither in.
I know I'm weak, but He is strong.
I've sung that mystery in song,
But I must choose His way to go
And learn to Satan's lies forego.
Friday
What difference can the world tell
In this one on the carousel?
Can they perceive a contrast there,
from all the others at the fair?
How has the Word affected me?
To others, is it plain to see,
A change has taken place within,
This one no longer cares for sin?
Or have I hidden in the crowd,
Afraid to speak of Him out loud,
Just blending with the others there
With nothing different to compare?
That's not the way it's meant to be.
The captive's destined to be free.
To share and spread the Word around
Till freedom for all men is found.
So let this work the Lord began
Create a new and different man.
A man of love who's not ashamed
To be that Crazy Christian named.
Saturday
The honors of the world are naught
To take the lowest place we're taught.
Exalted, will the humble be,
When dining with One such as Thee.
For pride is false, and humble true.
The truly greatest One is You
The One who lowly man became
To take away our sinful shame.
The Uncreated, flesh assumed
When condemnation o'er men loomed
Then on the cross, He died, but rose,
To save the sinner that He chose.
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