2/26/23 Through 3/4/23
Sunday
Temptation comes in many ways
Be watchful through these forty days
For garden trickery remains
Though emptiness alone contains
In nakedness, a fullness known
With hearts for God and God alone
But sin brought selfishness and lust
Destroying love and Godly trust
But Christ now shows what man can be
As naked there upon the tree
In stark submission to God's will
He offers man salvation still.
No shame at all in One so pure
Whose love is steadfast, strong, and sure.
As the Father once intended,
Now the Son in love has mended.
Monday
Commands are many in the law
But in the Teacher, two I saw
To love the Lord with all I have
And be to poor, a healing salve.
The rest contained within these two
And judgment comes from what we do.
Do we the needy ones restore,
Or simply poor and sick ignore?
Within the faces ready seen
The Master dwells if we but glean
And understand it's Him we serve
Then give the poor what they deserve.
Tuesday
Lord, send the rain and send the snow
That deep within, Your word would grow
So I would learn to be like you
And learn to love the things You do.
That giving all, Your all might gain
And join the angels' loud refrain
Of Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord!
Your precious blood has been out-poured.
And such as I have been redeemed
When far away from God I seemed
Then let your snow and rain return
And make me always closer turn.
Wednesday
Something far greater than Solomon here
Preaching like Jonah's resounds in the ear
Calling for change and repentance in love
Calling for turning of hearts to above.
Turning away from the greed and the lust
Turning to gentle and generous trust
Turning from envy and all that defiles
Then turning to One whose giving beguiles.
Heartfelt repentance is warranted now
Trusting forgiveness be granted somehow
Not as the Pharisee, proud and unchanged
But sinner whose sins, for mercy exchanged.
Thursday
So, ask and receive, seek and find
Enter into the Master's mind
See that His way is best for you
Humbly then trust in all you do.
Friday
Turn from wickedness and sin
Let the life of love begin
Waste not all the good you do
By acting as the pagans do.
No thing as just a little sin
For all are turning back from Him
And evil in its many forms
A life of peace and love deforms.
Saturday
Make of me a docile soul
To Thee I give complete control
My sinful ways I wish to lose
And always now Your pathway choose.
No enemies be known to me
That I, with loving eyes don't see
And offer prayers for their concern
To loving ways of God to learn.
Forgiving readily each day
Completely, in a loving way
Forbearing in a humble form
To make the grace of love the norm.
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