8/21/22 Through 8/27/22

 8/21/22 Through 8/27/22

Sunday

Jesus Lord of all creation

Calling men from every nation.

Come and share My Father's table

Enter in if you are able.

Narrow be the gate you enter

Come the humble and the slender

Come enter now My Father's rest

For many try but fail the test.

Fat and proud may try to enter

They that shunned the Holy Mentor

Those hearing what He had to say

But failing to His word obey

Sounds of grinding teeth and wailing

For the trying but the failing

The foolish ones who knew the way

But in their pride would not obey.

Monday

Woe to those who lead to sin

Who welcome not His Spirit in

Had you such zeal for righteous ways

Then God would welcome in your praise.

But you distort the good and pure

The blind and lame you fail to cure

But cloud the way for those who seek

And lead astray the young and weak.

Wake up and see that doom awaits

Another lie no dread abates

Repent and let the truth be told

Then truth will shape a proper mold.

A mold reflecting light and grace

One drawing to a better place

Where love and sacrifice we bring

And Christ will reign supreme as king.

Tuesday

My Jesus, Lord, I come today

Another word, another day

Another prayer to see Your will

Another page with love to fill.

The tempter tries to draw away

And lure me in another way

With any thought to spur the mind

Exploring rabbit holes I find.

But You, I know, have food for me

Sometimes it takes a bit to see

But when I ponder what You say

I find Your food to last the day.

Today you warn of blinded guides

And all who lead astray besides

With outside clean and rotten core

They play the virgin when the whore.

Camel swallowed, gnat be strained

When evil in the heart retained

I overlook the plank to see

The splinter that's annoying me.

If I but see my health within

On life support because of sin

I must repent and turn around

To make one lost as one that's found.

Wednesday

A firm foundation Lord You laid

And with their lives Apostles paid

Three years of seeing all You did

And in Your final hour they hid.

But these You chose to pass along

The faith to which I now belong

You filled them with the Spirit's grace

Then all would execution face.

But not before the world was changed

And thoughts of God were rearranged

The God of love had come to earth

So sinful men could have new birth.

How oft rejected though it be

The word would set the masses free

But wicked ones so steeped in sin

Would kill than rather change begin.

Give me, oh Lord, the strength to die

And not from suffering to shy

That always may Your will be served

And grant me mercy undeserved.

Thursday

Thank you to all who will feast on His word

And thank you to those who act on what's heard.

No greater the blessing than knowing the Lord

The gift that the poorest of poor can afford.

It gives me great joy to see in my tribe

A love for the Lord that is hard to describe

A love that will humble and sacrifice much

Giving always the best with the gentlest touch.

Bring the young to the Lord in your everyday lives

See that love of His beauty and majesty thrives

Open the way for the young to believe

And grace from above you both will receive.

Carry on with the faith, be a force for the good

Model for all, the One nailed to the wood.

My joy be abundant for all of your tribe

The joy of the Lord that is hard to describe.

Friday

Through the foolish, not the wise

Man will see with clearer eyes

See the truth that love proclaims

And the sinfulness that shames.

Wise are often foolish though

Unprepared for where they go.

Helpless to the time endure

Wanting love, but immature

Find the oil fill the lamp

In the word of God encamp

Know not when the time is near

Filled, await Him not in fear.

Saturday

He chooses weak confounding wise

The low before the prideful eyes

The humble docile He endows

For in their hearts does love arouse.

The wise and learned fade away

When looked upon that final day

For all that counts when earth is gone

Is did I pass the faith along.