7/2/23 Through 7/8/23

 7/2/23 Through 7/8/23

Sunday

A cup of water, cold and clear

Could be the means of drawing near

Could be our way to serve the Lord

And could repay a great reward

For none our actions go unseen

And each will serve to prune or preen

A place above or down below

As quality of actions show

So clear, our works will point the way

Despite what some of faith will say

For works reflect what's in the heart

And so, a picture true impart.

Monday

Belief is more than what we see

But how it makes us change

It's how the faith reflects in me

And what I rearrange.

The faith must change my sinful ways

Renew a course of love

Denying self throughout the days

To plot a course above.

Tuesday

No turning back. No turning back.

A way be cleared from the attack

But those who turn to see what's lost

Shall pay a mighty heavy cost.

Away from sin, our gaze must train

For our prosperity to reign.

Secured by Love that reigns on high

Despite the evil drawing nigh

For though He seems to answer not

His promises are not forgot

And when the tempest wind will blow

To calm the sea, to Him we go.

So, cut the ties of sin that draw

And cling unto His holy law

For there we find our source of life

And pathway through whatever strife

Wednesday

The freeborn gets the better share

But slave is not forgotten there

A promise too, bestowed on him

Albeit lesser, somewhat grim.

For only in the pure and free

Is proper worship given Thee

When all is given, all obtained

But some in slavery still chained.

The slave can blessings still receive

But never excellence achieve

Until they shed the chain of sin

And fully welcome Christ within.

Thursday

Our trust is that which sets apart

So trust in God with all your heart

His grace shall come and not be late

So pray, not letting trust abate

As through the Red Sea waters led

As in the desert, daily fed

As on the altar, Isaac laid

So on the cross, our debt He paid

So many times, so many ways

Our God is there throughout our days

To cure the sick and heal the lame

And spark within the Spirit's flame

But we must answer when He calls

As trust of Abraham recalls

With nothing held as in reserve

And so, our Promised Land preserve.

Friday

Just walk away and don't look back

Within His will you'll never lack

His grace provides for all we need

If we His kind instructions heed.

So let Him heal your sickly soul

And make of you, a human whole

For when He occupies the heart

The evil ways of man depart.

Saturday

The skins of love are fresh and new

But skins of law are old, like you

The new will stretch to fit the wine

But old will sever from the vine.

So, recognize the wine that's new

And make afresh the skin that's you

For love will grow the heart within

And needs a fresh and supple skin