11/21/21 Through 11/27/21

 11/21/21 Through 11/27/21

Sunday

Only One is truly King,

No other can credentials bring.

For who controls the earth and sky,

The saints and angels glorify.

But fools below will always seek

Some way to dominate the weak,

And make a kingdom all their own,

Albeit on a worthless throne.

Our King has conquered death and sin

To welcome humble servants in,

But fools below with all their bling

Will find themselves a nothing king.

Monday

There's power in the widow's mite

That goes beyond our earthly sight.

By trusting God with all she owns

Her gift of faith and trust she hones.

Proud could learn by her example.

Having naught, she has what's ample.

Trusting in our God alone,

Her gift, the wealthy's gift out-shown.

Tuesday

Awesome sights and mighty signs

Will come before the end.

The earthquake and the flood combines

To quite the message send.

For all the knowledge we have gained,

We still have no control.

And naught is all we have obtained,

And naught can save the soul.

For God alone's the only way

To cross the troubled sea.

Fire by night and cloud by day

Will lead you to be free.

So seek His holy will each day

And act according to, 

The path He lights along the way

To save the faithful few.

Wednesday

Joy amidst the tortures thrown,

Peace beyond what man has known,

Perseverent martyrs shown,

When they claim as Christ, their own.

None resist the word He gives,

Wisdom from the God who lives

Hated for His precious name,

Everlasting saints became.

See the writing on the wall,

Answer well the Master's call.

Be not one to turn away,

Place your cares on Him today.

Thursday

The day is coming when we choose

Eternal life, or life to lose.

To face the hungry lion's jaw,

Or violate the sacred law.

Either way a life we lose,

So wisely now we all must choose,

A paltry temporary thing,

Or that eternal life will bring.

Be not afraid when trials come,

And follow not the wicked drum,

But heed the Master's guiding call.

Be not afraid to give your all.

Friday

Look and see the seasons change

This is why I find it strange

We see the bud and recognize

The winter's coming soon demise.

Though billions all before us came,

Not one, of everlasting fame.

All have passed as just the wind,

Including saints, they all have sinned.

So looking from eternity

The brevity of life we see,

And know the end is coming soon,

Quite possibly, this afternoon.

So why not try this very day

To live in our most holy way,

And be prepared with ready feet

The risen Lord, our God to meet?

Saturday

For all on earth, that day will come

When loudly beats the final drum.

When all of who we are we see,

And stand before eternity.

How far we've strayed will then be known,

But time has passed for mercy shown.

Our judgment now before the King,

Great fear and trembling all will bring.

Deserving of a damning blow

For all the sinfulness we know,

But love will cover many sins

And show to all, at last, love wins.