1/14/24 Through 1/20/24

 1/14/24 Through 1/20/24

Sunday

In ages past, the path unclear

Not often did His voice we hear,

But in this age, we're clearly told

The way salvation shall unfold.

The Son of God has come to Earth

The Noble One took humble birth

To show all men God's holy will

And how their thirst for love to fill.

If when He calls we answer well,

And of His love and glory tell

Though pain and sorrow come our way

His peace cannot be pulled away.

Through sacrifice, mankind was saved.

In sacrifice, our path is paved.

He calls us all to freely give

And learn through sacrifice to live.

So, listen and you'll hear today

His voice that says, "This is the way."

It's not for later, but for now

So listen and obey somehow.

You'll not be disappointed then

Like all the prideful, sinful men,

For dutiful shall find new birth

And humble shall inherit Earth.

Monday

Far better than sacrifice, follow His word

You may keep what you have but do as you've heard.

Reject Him and find that in life you have failed,

The flesh o'er the spirit, to death has prevailed.

For all He has banned, He finds worthless to all,

So why disobey and not answer His call?

The Giver of Good has our interest at heart,

So why from the plan of the cleansing depart?

What His justice demands we none can afford

But repentance can fix our mistakes with the Lord

So, turn from the sin to be healed and renewed

\Let obedience only from now be our food.

Tuesday

Not as man, God's glory sees

He has not chosen one of these

He puts His seal on humbly blest

For He can see within the breast.

The heart He knows that's good and pure

The one whose trust will long endure

Don't look at stature, brain, or brawn

Not these, His choice depended on.

Look deep inside for there reveals

What brain and brawn, in truth, conceals.

The heart and soul most blessed when

They're found within the humble men.

Wednesday

A withered hand no use to me,

I may as well be blind, you see

I need both hands to ply a trade

And honor Him in what I've made.

Thursday

Death is evil's darkest deed

The only way it can succeed

It rages in the soul of man

To ply the devil's evil plan.

Our suffering's a call to join

And make our lives, to Christ adjoin

Uniting trials in the cross

To make the Devil's gain his loss.

In Christ we see an empty grave

A resurrected One to save

On Perfect Love we can depend

This world's grave is not the end.

So, join your suffering to Him

Let not your face be dark and grim,

But know your cross will lead to life

And suffer well your every strife.

Friday

The circumstances will arise

When we can choose who lives or dies

When enemies are in our hold

And we must act as one controlled.

A one controlled by higher ways

With love and patience ruling days

Without the vengence evil craves,

But rather humble love that saves.

The way we choose can set the course

Toward humble love, or great remorse

In retrospect I think I've shown

Both ways of wise and fools I've known.

When wisdom ruled, twas grace alone

That light amid the darkness shone,

And in the times of foolish pride

I set the light of grace aside,

May nevermore I foolish be

For Christ, my Lord has rescued me.

A wretched sinner, fool, depraved, 

But hopefully, a sinner saved.

Saturday

Young David mourns for what is lost

His King and brother too.

The price of sin a higher cost,

But still, do fools pursue.

Someday we'll see that all we chased

Was worthless, vain pursuit.

So much of time that we did waste

Just like a senseless brute.

Awake and look around to see

What truly you have gained.

Can any face eternity

In all you have obtained?

They called Him crazy, mad, insane,

But look at what He won

It's on the cross is where we gain

A kinship to the Son.