Sunday, May 28, 2017

Redemption
















“When these things begin to take place, stand up and lift up your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.”   Luke 21:28
But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with such people.   2 Timothy 3:1-5
another day begins,
another day ends,
how many days are left?
let me count the days;
we have become a society
of death,
a cult of iniquity,
violent predators obsessed with
fresh new victims,
laughing at misery,
taking delight in suffering,
fascinated by the pain of others,
immune to the cries for mercy,
lost in fantasy and delusion,
appearing to have a form
of godliness,
yet denying the power;
the hope rises within,
the time almost here,
home only a moment away,
lift up your heads,
for your redemption draws near;
no more shall we hunger,
no more shall we thirst,
no more shall the sun beat down,
no more shall the heat scorch,
we shall lie down at springs
of living water;
every tear shall be wiped away.
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Nothing Left to Say
















the morning rises,
dark and cold,
this time without sound,
this night without day,
forty years and twenty million
empty words later,
beautiful dreams fade,
broken and dead,
new visions and epiphanies
fill the void,
feeble and weak;
nothing left to say;
all the self-absorbed pity,
all the weakness and fear,
all the lost moments,
all the wasted time,
this cacophony of
endless excuses,
proud and vain within
their self-made universe,
without soul or purpose,
without depth or emphasis,
just one more day,
one more touch,
one more breath;
away;
rules have no meaning here,
fantasies move back and forth,
flying like the wind,
abandoned with the morning trash;
no one knows the cost,
no one knows the price;
before Your throne do I fall,
into Your hands do I place my life,
upon Your mercy and grace
lies my only hope;
I am Yours
to do with as You will.
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Let Me Belong To You




















But if thine eye be evil, thy whole body shall be full of darkness. If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness!   Matthew 6:13
For thou art my lamp, O LORD: and the LORD will lighten my darkness.   2 Samuel 22:29
The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light: they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined.   Isaiah 9:2
Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.   John 8:12
I am done with darkness
and all it’s misery and suffering,
done trying to live in it,
trying to be a friend of it,
trying to understand it,
trying to please it,
being afraid of it;
I am done with darkness;
let me live in Your light,
let me grow in Your love,
let me rejoice in Your mercy and grace,
let me be a lamp set upon a hill,
let me have the light of life;
let me belong to You;
so many have lost hope,
sitting trapped in self-made prisons
of darkness and despair,
searching for false truths
and solutions leading nowhere,
depending on man-made answers and
inventions of their own minds;
let me belong to You;
You are the Truth,
You are the Light;
You are the Way.
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Teach Me


















“I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.” John 15:5
“For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it.” Matthew 16:25
You are perfection,
in a sea of turmoil and confusion,
You are mercy and love,
in a world that is blind,
all my righteousness and works
are but filthy rags
before Your glorious throne,
break me into pieces
that I might be reformed
in Your holy and wondrous image,
remove all that I am,
that I might stand
before Your magnificent presence,
destroy this creation called self,
seeking to raise itself above
the honor and glory that is Yours
and Yours alone;
teach me how to die
that I might live;
You shine like a mighty light
amidst the darkness and gloom,
You are a drop of cool water
on the lips of a dying man,
You are the spring from which
living waters flow,
You are the bread of life
which comes down from heaven,
You are the vine
I am the branch,
within You
I can do all things,
without You
I am nothing;
teach me how to die
that I might live.
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Higher
















“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.”   Isaiah 55:8-9
You adulterous people, don’t you know that friendship with the world is hatred toward God? Anyone who chooses to be a friend of the world becomes an enemy of God.   James 4:4
Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world – the cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has and does – comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and it’s desires pass away, but the man who does the will of God lives forever.   I John 2:15-17
everything I have been taught,
all that I have known,
every man-made idea,
every self-imposed concept,
every self-glorifying thought,
all the wisdom of the wise,
all that the world deems important;
is but nonsense and foolishness
to You;
You who created
all that there is,
all that ever will be,
You who said “LET THERE BE”,
You who are so far above anything
my simple mind can comprehend,
beyond all that I can imagine;
You who are the great I AM;
fill me with Your Spirit,
quiet my vain
and foolish ramblings,
forgive my perverse
and unrighteous life,
have mercy upon my evil
and iniquitous ways;
all my gain is as nothing,
if it does not include You,
all my words are but
wasted breath,
if they do not speak of You,
You are worth more
than all this world
has to offer,
more than life itself,
I shall seek You
for all my days,
I shall know no rest
until You are found,
my soul rushes after You
like a dying man to life,
You are a great and shining light
to one lost in the dark,
I cling to You as a
drowning man to a rock;
heal me O Lord,
teach me to walk in Your ways,
renew my imperfect mind,
restore my damaged soul;
reform me in Your holy
and righteous image.
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Weakness



















“Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak.”        Mark 14:38
new beginnings,
the past swept clean,
nowhere left to run,
nothing left to give,
moments of temptation,
unkind words,
unrehearsed thoughts,
traveling into the darkness
of this world surrounding
my every side,
releasing the filth
lurking within,
once again I fail,
once again I fall short,
once again the spirit is willing;
but the flesh remains weak;
You have taken me places
never before seen,
You have given me opportunities
and second chances
not deserved,
standing by my side
through every raging storm,
raising me up
after every fatal fall;
disciplining me
as a beloved son;
thank you Father,
for Your unlimited
mercy and grace,
thank you for loving me
more than I could
ever love myself,
I cannot survive
without You;
my life is nothing
without You.
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Power















For the kingdom of God is not a matter of talk but of power.   I Corinthians 4:20
Your power is beyond all
this world can comprehend,
like a philosophy or psychology
they try to minimize who You really are,
sweeping You under man-made rugs,
placing You inside man-made boxes,
trying to restrain You with man-made
laws and traditions,
never understanding,
never knowing,
never able to fully acknowledge,
that everything we are,
everything we know,
exists only by Your
unfathomable mercy and grace,
through the unlimited power
of Your Word alone,
that every breath taken is a gift,
which can never be repaid;
through Your power
I am given a taste of a world
free from sin,
a world of love and hope,
stripped of all its suffering and fear;
without hate,
without lust,
without greed;
through Your power
I begin to understand,
through the Holy Spirit
I start to see,
a world which my mind
cannot fully grasp,
an indescribable place
prepared from the beginning
for those who love You,
a world that leaves me humbled,
perfect and pure,
beyond words,
without compare,
a world where I can only
fall down before You
and whisper;
my Lord,
my Master,
my King;
my Everything.
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