7/24/22 Through 7/30/22

 7/24/22 Through 7/30/22

Sunday

Abundance in Your every word

Is daily in the scriptures heard

A little morsel, but a crumb,

when given ear, will more become.

We chew upon this bread and eat

A tender, hearty, juicy meat

And as we savor, sweetness grows

Then all around us fades and slows.

The Father's love becomes the air

With every thought directed where

His mercy wipes away our sin

And life eternal starts with Him.

Monday

Here as Servant, not as served

All receive what's well-deserved.

We must receive and nurture well 

The faith of which Apostles tell.

Not life of ease nor honor high

But life poured out, prepared to die.

To give the measure full and true

Whenever it is asked of you.

Receive His word and pass it on.

Be like the drenching dew at dawn

Refreshing who throughout the day

You'll pass along the winding way.

Tuesday

The weeds and wheat together grown

But in the end, is clearly shown.

The fruit of each displayed to show

The end to which they each will go.

Each seed will choose to bear its fruit

Displaying well the heart's pursuit,

And those that live for selfish gain

Will end within eternal pain.

But those who bear great fruit in love

And draw their strength from God above

Will share with Him eternal bliss

Quite far above the great abyss.

Wednesday

The hiding place that's best of all 

Is one within the sight of all.

A one we see in every day

And pass but never stop to pray.

The corner where the church is found

In every city, burg, or town

Wherein a sanctuary flame

Can hearts both cold and dead reclaim.

Here where daily bread is broken

Seen by most, a merely token

Lies a pearl for humble wise

That hides within a bread disguise.

A Pearl to set the heart aflame

To place upon the soul a claim

But far too often few can see

That here is where the treasure be.

Search and share, then see when finished

Broken yet is undiminished

Treasure there for ones that see

Disguised as bread is truly Thee.

Thursday

The fear and trembling of that day

When Potter looks upon the clay

To see how well the clay provides

And then eternal home decides.

Or when at last, the net hauled in

And naked there in front of Him

He separates the good from bad,

The bass and perch, from carp and shad.

No life such scrutiny could stand

And all once here would there be banned

Except that Mercy has stepped in

To wash away a life of sin.

But cleansing must each soul attain

If Heaven's bliss it hopes to gain

For there eternally with Him

No trace of sin may enter in.

So, clean me Lord both here and now

Forgive my sad and broken vow.

Your grace I need and will to turn,

For death alone is what I earn.

Friday

Though many sacrifices made

Another yet by Him was bade.

To come and listen well awhile

And see if not, the time worthwhile.

For care is shown in temporal chores

But love, in quiet calm explores

The depth of every spoken word

And there is deep affection stirred.

So do your chores, but don't forget

In silence where His Heart you met.

Let not the temporal rule the day,

But let eternal hold the sway.

Saturday

Death awaits with life anew

For those with courage preaching You

Abandonment unto Your will,

Will lead to life for those they kill.

Give courage Lord, for I am weak

And cower when I ought to speak.

For left unchallenged, lies will stand,

But Truth will show they're built on sand.

The revolution women sought

With lie on lie, the movement fraught.

The more they seek that they be "free"

The more objectified they be.