4/3/22 Through 4/9/22

4/3/22 Through 4/9/22 

Sunday

Go and sin no more He said

Akin to rising from the dead

A second chance and many more

The Lord, He keeps an open door.

At least for when we walk the earth,

But when arrives that second birth

Our choices then immutable

And each reward is suitable.

So "Sin no more," the wise refrain

And deep within the word remain.

The Shepherd's voice to recognize

And thus become the humble wise.

Monday

The leaders were both cowardly,

But she, the way of right could see

And chose to give her life than be

A party to iniquity.

Relying only on the Lord

She prayed her life would be restored

That somehow here the truth would reign

With righteous saved and sinner slain.

Though dark and ominous the clouds

And quick to judgement waiting crowds,

One young but wise could see what's true

And called for further-in review.

By their own words the lie was known

And light of truth was clearly shown.

The innocent was thus restored 

And evil got its just reward.

Tuesday

Complaining does not courage build,

But boldly doing all He's willed.

In spite of hardships that we face

Inspired by His ready grace.

The little ways of self-denial

Strengthen for a greater trial

Courage builds with every win

To turn to grace and turn from sin.

Just look upon the One they raised

And let the Lord of all be praised.

He shows men how to humbly lead

With grace providing every need.

So, train the body to conform

Make sacrifice your daily norm

Through sacrifice we come to know

The courage that we long to grow.

Wednesday

Peace, but not at truth's expense.

The body bound but will is free.

Truth the humble one's defense,

No matter what the outcome be.

So will to suffer for the truth

The consequence what may.

But set yourself not one aloof,

Or pride will win the day.

Thursday

To know yourself, encounter Me

And in humility you'll see

The true and beautiful that speaks

Of all the longing servant seeks.

The greatest love that's known to man,

The Holy One, the Great I AM.

But trust you must and bow to see

The glory in the victory.

Friday

The battle now is here within

The tendency of flesh to sin.

I've seen and know His mighty works

Yet still within the flesh one lurks.

An evil one that tries to say,

"It's far too hard to live His way.

Enjoy the ready pleasures now

And all will be for good somehow."

Yet all these pleasures bring no joy

And only serve to me decoy

From love that's pure and undefiled,

God-centered too and other-styled.

Through sacrifice the heart grows pure

And giving self is love for sure.

Courageous men have come to know

In little ways will courage grow

So wager now for great reward.

The greatest gift is Christ the Lord.

And all you give shall be repaid

When earthly pleasure's all decayed.

Saturday

Though four days dead, He raised the man.

This sealed His fate for sure.

Officially the plot began,

And soon would be mature

The One must die that all may live,

They reasoned in the day,

But knew not He would freely give

That all could find the Way.

The plan of God is not as man's,

Ephemeral them all.

Eternity the Master's plans,

Obedience His call.

So, what say you this April day

Two eons far removed?

Is His the true and righteous way

That history has proved?

A little faith is all it takes,

A trust in Him, not you.

To see the difference it makes

When hope is found anew.