8/17/25 Through 8/23/25

 8/10/25 Through 8/16/25

Sunday

Ignite, oh Lord, a blaze within

To separate me from my sin

A blaze to cause division here

To drive out sin, and drive out fear

Undaunted, let me e'er proclaim

The wonders of Your gloried name

Give courage so I don't look back

But firmly stay upon Your track.

What hinders, let me cast away

And persevere along the way

Eyes fixed upon the finish line

And always on the will of Thine.

Not tossed in muddy pit to die

Or fixed upon the cross am I 

Though I profess His Holy Name,

My fight, as yet, has been quite tame.

Give courage when the fire comes

And imminent, my death becomes

To let Your fire clear the dross

And save me from eternal loss.

Monday

Even though I want it not,

I want the will my Father's got.

For this, I know is best for me

And this alone will set me free.

In foolishness throughout the day

I plan my work and maybe pray

I ask for what I think I need

To make my foolish plans succeed.

I think I know what's good for me

But rarely do I stop to see

How well my will with Thee aligns

And what my action here defines.

Am I one truly sold on Thee?

Does what I do set captives free?

Or do I simply act for show

And really, not, my Savior know?

His ways intrigue and stretch the mind

To see the things to which I'm blind.

The goodness of the Father's plan

And His great love for every man.

The thought of freedom scares me so 

For choices made that I well know

Have led me far from Truth and Light

And what I've seen as wrong is right.

Lord, let me go not sad away

Whene'er You speak throughout the day

But listen well and then conform

My will to Thine to be reborn.

Tuesday

Weak and weary though I be

Your word was spoken clear to me.

Commanding me to fight and win

My battles over selfish sin.

Your hand, You promise there to be

A presence always guiding me

The force defeating awesome odds,

The only God among all gods.

What man cannot begin to see

Is but a trifle deed for Thee.

A camel through the needle's eye

No god but Thee could even try.

The lowly needn't fear the ways

The Master comes to clear the haze

His hand will guide their every move

And His protection soundly prove.

Wednesday

If we are unwilling to answer the call

For lack of a leader, the country may fall

To rule o'er a town or a city is fine,

But ruling a family in justice is thine.

Always teaching the young to hear and obey

One training them always to make time to pray

The first of the places of learning is here

The home needs a leader who challenges fear.

Fear of the things that his kingship will cost;

Fear of the fruit and the sweetness that's lost;

Fear of the sacrifice reigning requires;

Fear of the loss of his earthly desires.

But leaders must see in a far diff'rent way,

Their planning is made for a far distant day.

A day when the temporal has all passed by,

A day when there's nothing that money can buy.

It's then that the fruit of your labor is seen

It's then that the judgment of all will convene.

The hay and the stubble will perish in flame

But leaders in love forever have fame.

Eternity rules over time, it is clear

The ending of time is for all drawing near.

If turning is early, or turning is late

Our turning is what is the sealing of fate.

The hours of work are no consequence then.

Forever, that day, is the fate of all men.

So, look to that day with each choice that you make

How foolish it is, even one chance to take.

Thursday

What a fool is the one not caring for God

Who comes to the table but comes as a fraud.

The warnings not heeded that Hell is for real

No man, from the Judge, His mercy can steal.

His mercy is given quite freely, but still

We must turn around and follow His will.

The fool thinks a bargain can pay for his way,

Far better, the ones who just hear and obey.

Friday

Wherever you go, I shall go

The God of gods, I too shall know

I've seen the truth and now must be

A one who follows after thee. 

No more to dwell in pagan lands

But one to follow His commands

I leave behind my former ways

And follow you to brighter days

The greatest thing He asks of men

Is love of God, and love again

For all the people He has made

And nevermore to love evade.

Saturday

Redeemer of the lonely one

Provider for our need

You are alone the Father's son

The voice that we must heed

So many say but fail to do

What's right and good for all

They preach the word to all of you

But fail to heed the call

The greatest ones are not who teach

But those who do His will

Be not the one to proudly preach

But humbly orders fill