6/25/23 Through 7/1/23
Sunday
All fear dispelled by perfect love
Our home not here, but up above
For there we see in clearest light
Futility of useless fright.
For One who's numbered every hair
Has promised He will take us where
No moth or worm could e'er destroy
Nor evil sentiments annoy.
Monday
The splinter seen across the way
Is not as bad as people say
But far too often that we see
Before the beam that lies in me.
How clear the sin that's not our own
But blinded eyes have clearly shown
The beam that lies within shall blind
Unless the truth, at last, we find.
Tuesday
The way that few will travel down
Will lead not to a bustling town
But lead unto a quiet way
For those inclined to Him obey
The wide and easy beckons here
The road is broad and way is clear
Come travel where the masses go
With all the wealthy friends you know.
Wednesday
In life, the promise never seen
But from the point of hist'ry glean
Far more than mind could comprehend
And still, His progenies extend.
Great faith He promises shall be
For miracles, the finest key
For naught is done without belief
So trust, at last, He'll bring relief.
The timing never quite our own
But always, in the end, is shown
To be the best and quite sublime
And far above the thoughts of mine
Thursday
Peter and Paul were two men of Good News
Unlikely they be, but ones that You choose
To pass on the Gospel to all of mankind
To offer Your mercy, to loose and to bind.
Each Christian a role in the plan of the King
The Gospel of love, to the masses we bring
By ones or by thousands, we answer the call
For only by such will we get to them all
The question is what shall we do in this day
To further the cause of expanding the Way
Just look to your neighbor of everyday fare
And find a new way to show that you care.
For one at a time is the most common way
And best is the Gospel expressed here today
When joy is apparent through trial and pain
Disciples anew, and the masses we'll gain.
Friday
A name that's given thee in love
Becomes a sign of such thereof
Declaring who and what you are
Beloved lamb, or shining star.
What's in a name some never know
Or to the deeper meaning go
But in the name, we'll find the key
To who or what, a child shall be
So, wisely choose a name you give
That in such aspect they shall live
To follow on the narrow way
And never turn or fall away.
Saturday
A lack of faith the laugh reveals
A withered body youth conceals
A pagan soldier clearly sees
The cure for every ill disease
Are you a one to recognize,
Or one to simply turn the eyes
Away from that, we see as bread
And fail to see by whom we're fed?
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