9/21/25 Through 9/27/25

 9/21/25 Through 9/27/25

Sunday

Dishonest gain, no gain at all

For grace rejected makes us fall

We see from one who's Full of grace

How we can find True Love's embrace.

His grace is offered every day

But often it is shooed away

In favor of some paltry thing

That very little joy will bring.

Love God and man, a simple rule

But selfish, only prove the fool

For only love can satisfy

And so, to grace, we must reply.

Reply with willing heart and mind

And it's surprising what you'll find

The grace to sacrifice brings joy,

So every grace we must employ.

The grace to help our fellow man

The grace to do whate'er we can

To bring His kingdom here below

So all His peace and joy may know.

Monday

The pagan king could see the light

And made the plans to rebuild right

Because one set his lamp on high

For God alone to glorify

The truth has ways of seeping in

And speaking to a man within

The light we shine may be the key

To bringing wayward souls to Thee

So, be not one who's shy and cold

But rather one who's warm and bold

Then share the light which you receive

And help another to believe

There's none who hide the light will be

Prepared for all eternity

For there alone will all be seen

Without a shadow in between.

Tuesday

Too crowded to see what's important to thee

Too busy for what matters most

The prayer that we need is just done at great speed

And we fail to engage with our Host.

His Mother and brother and sister, you see

Are not just the ones crowded 'round.

The family for He, are the ones who will be

Those acting on all they have found.

So often we hear and we know what is best

But our will is a flexible thing

We focus on flesh more than passing the test

Then nothing but chaos we bring.

Wednesday

Sent out to spread the Gospel news

Not twelve alone did Jesus choose

At first it was to let them see

They needed nothing else but He.

But when He gave His great command

To every man, the order spanned

His Spirit He would give to be

The all we need to set men free.

Thursday

We're never satisfied below

For only passing things we know

The finest food is fleeting sate

The choicest wine thirst can't abate.

No house or car, created thing

Could ever satisfaction bring

The soul was made without an end

And longing to the height ascend

So, build your temple deep within

And then remove all trace of sin

What satisfies and feeds the soul

Is God alone who makes one whole

Friday

Who is Jesus in these days

When pain assaults in many ways?

Who is Jesus in the times

When sleep evades and anguish climbs?

The same today as yesterday

But why He seems so far away?

It's hard for me when all I feel

Is pain that's nagging, sharp, and real.

This tiny cross He shares with me

Is to my shame for all to see

How poor I am at sharing well

The consequences sin can spell

But He is Lord in every way

And love He brings to every day

Lord, let me see beyond the pain

And help me find eternal gain

Saturday

All are afraid to hear of the cross

For all are afraid of their temporal loss

He tells us quite plainly of what must be done

A Sacrifice made of God's only Son

We, too, are afraid to hear of our cross

For there we know well comes removal of dross

By fire that purifies, cleanses of sin

And makes a clean place for our God to dwell in.

We see of His goodness and know of His love

But shy from the path that is leading above

The cross is unpleasant and heavy to bear

But it's only the way that will get us to there.

So, stop your complaining and shoulder the load

Upward the path of the straight, narrow road

For after the cross, what awaits up above

Is eternal goodness of sweetness and love.