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Thursday, September 30, 2010 @ 5:12 PM
`The Saviour
The Saviour He left the glory of heaven and by a miraculous birth,
God’s only Son came to walk upon earth.
He came unto His own, and they knew Him not,
The lamb of God, without blemish or spot.
He healed the sick, raised the dead,
And with a little lunch, the multitude fed.
He made the deaf to hear, the blind to see,
Cast out demons and set men free.
Then He was nailed upon an old rugged tree
To pay the debt for you and me.
They placed Him in a tomb, sealed it tight,
Guarded it well both day and night...
But, the tomb could not hold Him - Hallelujah!...He Arose!...
The Victor over sin, death, the grave and all foes.
Glory to God, He’s a living King.
He takes a sorrowful heart and makes it sing.
He takes a sin sick soul filled with misery and strife,
And by His grace imparts a brand new life.
It’s the miracle of all miracles when He saves a soul,
Praise His Name -- He makes us whole. "He came unto his own, and they received him not, but as many as received him
to them gave he power to become the sons of God"
(John 1:11-12) Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Tuesday, September 28, 2010 @ 4:54 PM
`I’m Trying, But…
I’m Trying, But…
I’m trying, but…
what I want to do,
I don’t do enough of,
and what I don’t want to do,
I do too much of.
I know the rules for a Christian life,
according to the Bible,
and I’m trying; I really am, but…
heaven and eternity seem so far away,
and the rampantly materialistic world
presses in so close
from every direction, every side,
that I get distracted.
Focus, focus, focus!
I need to focus, laser-like
on a simple, God-centered life.
Do I really need
to make that frivolous purchase,
instead of giving the money
to someone who needs it
so much more than I do?
Can I watch that TV show,
read that book, listen to that song
that contains (and promotes!)
even a little bit
of what the Bible forbids,
without being corrupted?
Do I do enough
to love and help and encourage others?
Pride always hovers,
eagerly waiting
to subdue and conquer humility,
so I think too much of myself.
I know the rules;
the Bible makes everything clear.
Forgive me, Lord;
I’m trying, but…
Romans 7:15
Matthew 6:19
Matthew 22:39
Philippians 4:8
Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Sunday, September 19, 2010 @ 4:04 PM
`TRUE CHURCH
TRUE CHURCH
The Church of God,
Is We The People.
Not a man made building,
with a beautiful steeple.
Nor a little country building,
all painted in white;
Full of dead men's bone's,
all hidden from sight.
For God's True Church,
isn't hidden behind a wall;
It's a Spirit filled people,
ready to lay down their all.
But the counterfeit church,
would have you believe,
there's no life outside their building,
if you decide to take your leave.
But if the Spirit of God,
the world cannot contain it,
then four white washed wall's,
can surely not restrain it.
He brings Life to your being,
that you can't hold onto.
It's a gift of His Spirit,
you pass on, because you want to.
This Life begets Life,
and it's as free as the wind.
It's not bound in a building,
it's a heavenly send.
For there's no life outside the Spirit;
it's not the other way around.
We The People Are The Building,
Where The Spirit Can Be Found!
Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Thursday, September 16, 2010 @ 5:32 PM
`CROSS
CROSS
Lonely in his corner
He sits in despair
Alone in the cold
Thinking life isn’t fair...
Love is lost,
Full of sadness and fear
Where is his angel
That should always be near?
His heart's love,
Lost in a single beat.
So much to process,
He cannot find his feet.
"Somebody help me!"
He desperately screams
full of pain and sorrow
Wanting to wake from the dream
"I am the Lord"
Said a voice from above ...
"And I am here, always,
just believe in my love."
"Everything happens for a reason,
I have a plan for you,
through the pain you will be strong,
only believe and stay true ..."
"It's hard me Lord"
Complains the man,
"How should I survive,
How can I understand?"
"She is with me now;
beautiful from head to feet
soft and radiant,
her mission complete.
Do not mourn for her,
She is in a peaceful place
One day you will see her again,
Face to face...
So be strong my son,
I am with you through your loss
the pain isn’t just yours to bare,
I will help carry your Cross" Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Tuesday, September 14, 2010 @ 4:40 PM
`An Act Of Worship
An Act Of Worship
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Thoughts unredeemed
Pains not spoken
Life's little dramas
All the enemy's tokens.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Life's little foxes
That spoil the vine
Crafty and sly
As they devour my time.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Things I hold on to
That I know I should skirt.
Not profitable to me,
They are all to my hurt.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
The longing in my heart
For the harmony that You intend,
A total redemption
Of a heart that did bend.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Faith in my Savior
That my way He surpasses
And hope for the day
He trades me beauty for ashes. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
@ 4:39 PM
`THE BOOK OF MY LIFE
THE BOOK OF MY LIFE
I am the open book He is reading,
As He holds me close to His breast,
Turning the pages slowly,
I feel His heart beat heavy in His chest.
I wish He would read me faster
Skipping a chapter or two
Like pages where I wallow in a puddle of flesh
or when the storm clouds begin to brew.
I can feel Him tense as he watches me
Through these chapters of my life gone astray.
In my storms what I thought were rain drops
Were His tears as they landed on my page.
The weight of His tears as they mingled with mine
In the storms of my life brought me down in time.
This heavy burden of His love was a blessing in disguise
For it taught me how to bow and rise up in reprise.
No pages unturned, no chapters skipped over,
From beginning to end He holds me close to His shoulder
To Him no surprises that would make Him put me down
For He's my author and finisher......
and on every page of my life, His touches can be found! Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Monday, September 13, 2010 @ 7:35 PM
`THE COMMANDED PATH
THE COMMANDED PATH
Down the path of life I walk
As myself and Jesus talk
Until I come down to the end
And turn around the crooked bend
But as I stare down at the ground
There comes two paths
with no way around
Right then I hear his words softly spoken
My senseless self I cannot be
"Follow me and You'll be free"
When He heard my desperate plea
His spirit rose up inside of me
For He's the one that lights my path
And keeps me from the enemy's wrath
I knew right then that I should make
The decision of which path to take
And as I listen through the air
I hear him say "Follow me, I care"
And that command I do not question
I simply take His kind suggestion
I look right past the optional rebellion
And take the path through Him I've chosen
The choice I made kept me from dreading
And made me say, "This Changes Everything". Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Sunday, September 12, 2010 @ 2:52 PM
`THE STONE
THE STONE
He will return our solid rock,
It is in our time the prophetic clock.
He will return our concrete truth,
Be steadfast and strive beyond your youth.
Find the Lord our rock and stone,
Cleanse the grime set forth atone.
He will be here the lamb and King,
The mountain strong so we may sing.
He heals us all and gave up blood,
Commit to him release the mud.
Multiple choices is not his call,
Worldly ways you seek the thrall.
Weary flesh the prideful ways,
For God’s due process we must praise.
To lose our faith in earthly sin,
And follow the ways as Satan grins.
The only road a solid rock,
Awaits the stone your heart to knock.
Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Saturday, September 11, 2010 @ 3:23 PM
`IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
The Bible teaches us,
God put heaven in every man's heart.
And the devil is always striving,
From Him, to tear us apart.
Many of us have come to the Lord,
And for whatever reason, strayed.
Usually it's for mistakes we have made,
And we judged ourselves unworthy and we ran away.
Then from time to time when we're in darkness,
The faith of God wells up in us.
And for a moment hope is rekindled,
As we feel His righteousness.
Alas before repentance takes control,
Those deceptive thoughts start creeping in,
And before we know it, we're submersed again in sin.
But friend I'm here to tell you,
It's never too late.
Unless you're six feet under,
Then there is time to change your fate.
However don't think it's going to be easy,
Remember some wounds take longer to heal.
But if you'll make up your mind like the prodigal son,
The Father will run to meet you and His grace washing over your soul you will feel.
So take heart wayward Christian child,
And let the blood of Jesus lift that weight.
Humble yourself in the sight of the Lord,
And He will make your crooked paths straight.
Don't let one soul judge you,
After all, it's not their place.
Because in the end of days my friend,
God is the only One you will have to face.
Finally remember the Lord is patiently waiting,
And this poem He put in my heart may be for you.
Rise up and put the devil in his place,
And let God apply the balm of Gilead to your wounds. James 5:19-20: Brethren, if any of you do err from the truth, and one convert him; Let him know, that he which converteth the sinner from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Tuesday, September 7, 2010 @ 2:06 PM
`ON EAGLE WINGS
ON EAGLE WINGS But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; and they shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31 - KJV) As you wait upon this shore
How your heart does long to soar
With eagle’s wings you want to fly
From the pain that makes you cry
Tired and weary is your soul
And you pray to be made whole
So you wait upon the Lord
Daily reading of His word
In His time His breath will blow
The wind beneath your feet will grow
He will teach you how to fly
As an eagle soaring high
Above the clouds you will view
All that God has walked you through
Flying close to the Sun
You will see what He has done
Pressing on in fearsome flight
Reaching for His guiding light
Grace and beauty will cover you
As others learn to follow you
Soaring through that darkened sky
You will see with eagle eye
He will give you gift of sight
To see the one who stalks at night
For now you sit in this place
As He covers you with grace
He sees your grief and knows your pain
For such a time is why He came
So rest in Him a work He’ll do
Gifts of grace will be given you
For the tasks He’s called you to. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Wednesday, September 1, 2010 @ 4:18 PM
`ALONE?
ALONE?
Have you spent this day.....alone?
Do you feel as if no-one cares for you?
Has no-one called you...via the phone?
And you long for Someone.....or two?
Others are so busy, with many things,
While you sit alone....in your rocking chair...
If others could only know what lowliness brings,
And how difficult it is, sometimes to bear.
A little bird comes to sit on the window sill,
And the Feathered Friend brightens your day,
God can send a little bird, as you seek His Will,
We know....God is only a Prayer away.
Our God works in mysterious ways,
And now, you find a smile upon your face,
As the little bird sings...giving sunshine rays,
You are so happy...as loneliness, God did erase.
Peace...has come into your heart, this day,
And now.....you no longer feel alone,
For the little bird God sent you...kneel and Pray,
You no longer find any purpose to groan.
God, in His Wisdom, looks down from Above,
And He will often send a little bird,
This is one way...He sends His Love,
To let you know...your Prayer...He Heard. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
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Thursday, September 30, 2010 @ 5:12 PM
`The Saviour
The Saviour He left the glory of heaven and by a miraculous birth,
God’s only Son came to walk upon earth.
He came unto His own, and they knew Him not,
The lamb of God, without blemish or spot.
He healed the sick, raised the dead,
And with a little lunch, the multitude fed.
He made the deaf to hear, the blind to see,
Cast out demons and set men free.
Then He was nailed upon an old rugged tree
To pay the debt for you and me.
They placed Him in a tomb, sealed it tight,
Guarded it well both day and night...
But, the tomb could not hold Him - Hallelujah!...He Arose!...
The Victor over sin, death, the grave and all foes.
Glory to God, He’s a living King.
He takes a sorrowful heart and makes it sing.
He takes a sin sick soul filled with misery and strife,
And by His grace imparts a brand new life.
It’s the miracle of all miracles when He saves a soul,
Praise His Name -- He makes us whole. "He came unto his own, and they received him not, but as many as received him
to them gave he power to become the sons of God"
(John 1:11-12) Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Tuesday, September 28, 2010 @ 4:54 PM
`I’m Trying, But…
I’m Trying, But…
I’m trying, but…
what I want to do,
I don’t do enough of,
and what I don’t want to do,
I do too much of.
I know the rules for a Christian life,
according to the Bible,
and I’m trying; I really am, but…
heaven and eternity seem so far away,
and the rampantly materialistic world
presses in so close
from every direction, every side,
that I get distracted.
Focus, focus, focus!
I need to focus, laser-like
on a simple, God-centered life.
Do I really need
to make that frivolous purchase,
instead of giving the money
to someone who needs it
so much more than I do?
Can I watch that TV show,
read that book, listen to that song
that contains (and promotes!)
even a little bit
of what the Bible forbids,
without being corrupted?
Do I do enough
to love and help and encourage others?
Pride always hovers,
eagerly waiting
to subdue and conquer humility,
so I think too much of myself.
I know the rules;
the Bible makes everything clear.
Forgive me, Lord;
I’m trying, but…
Romans 7:15
Matthew 6:19
Matthew 22:39
Philippians 4:8
Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Sunday, September 19, 2010 @ 4:04 PM
`TRUE CHURCH
TRUE CHURCH
The Church of God,
Is We The People.
Not a man made building,
with a beautiful steeple.
Nor a little country building,
all painted in white;
Full of dead men's bone's,
all hidden from sight.
For God's True Church,
isn't hidden behind a wall;
It's a Spirit filled people,
ready to lay down their all.
But the counterfeit church,
would have you believe,
there's no life outside their building,
if you decide to take your leave.
But if the Spirit of God,
the world cannot contain it,
then four white washed wall's,
can surely not restrain it.
He brings Life to your being,
that you can't hold onto.
It's a gift of His Spirit,
you pass on, because you want to.
This Life begets Life,
and it's as free as the wind.
It's not bound in a building,
it's a heavenly send.
For there's no life outside the Spirit;
it's not the other way around.
We The People Are The Building,
Where The Spirit Can Be Found!
Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Thursday, September 16, 2010 @ 5:32 PM
`CROSS
CROSS
Lonely in his corner
He sits in despair
Alone in the cold
Thinking life isn’t fair...
Love is lost,
Full of sadness and fear
Where is his angel
That should always be near?
His heart's love,
Lost in a single beat.
So much to process,
He cannot find his feet.
"Somebody help me!"
He desperately screams
full of pain and sorrow
Wanting to wake from the dream
"I am the Lord"
Said a voice from above ...
"And I am here, always,
just believe in my love."
"Everything happens for a reason,
I have a plan for you,
through the pain you will be strong,
only believe and stay true ..."
"It's hard me Lord"
Complains the man,
"How should I survive,
How can I understand?"
"She is with me now;
beautiful from head to feet
soft and radiant,
her mission complete.
Do not mourn for her,
She is in a peaceful place
One day you will see her again,
Face to face...
So be strong my son,
I am with you through your loss
the pain isn’t just yours to bare,
I will help carry your Cross" Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Tuesday, September 14, 2010 @ 4:40 PM
`An Act Of Worship
An Act Of Worship
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Thoughts unredeemed
Pains not spoken
Life's little dramas
All the enemy's tokens.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Life's little foxes
That spoil the vine
Crafty and sly
As they devour my time.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Things I hold on to
That I know I should skirt.
Not profitable to me,
They are all to my hurt.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
The longing in my heart
For the harmony that You intend,
A total redemption
Of a heart that did bend.
I give to You
As an act of my worship,
Faith in my Savior
That my way He surpasses
And hope for the day
He trades me beauty for ashes. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
@ 4:39 PM
`THE BOOK OF MY LIFE
THE BOOK OF MY LIFE
I am the open book He is reading,
As He holds me close to His breast,
Turning the pages slowly,
I feel His heart beat heavy in His chest.
I wish He would read me faster
Skipping a chapter or two
Like pages where I wallow in a puddle of flesh
or when the storm clouds begin to brew.
I can feel Him tense as he watches me
Through these chapters of my life gone astray.
In my storms what I thought were rain drops
Were His tears as they landed on my page.
The weight of His tears as they mingled with mine
In the storms of my life brought me down in time.
This heavy burden of His love was a blessing in disguise
For it taught me how to bow and rise up in reprise.
No pages unturned, no chapters skipped over,
From beginning to end He holds me close to His shoulder
To Him no surprises that would make Him put me down
For He's my author and finisher......
and on every page of my life, His touches can be found! Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Monday, September 13, 2010 @ 7:35 PM
`THE COMMANDED PATH
THE COMMANDED PATH
Down the path of life I walk
As myself and Jesus talk
Until I come down to the end
And turn around the crooked bend
But as I stare down at the ground
There comes two paths
with no way around
Right then I hear his words softly spoken
My senseless self I cannot be
"Follow me and You'll be free"
When He heard my desperate plea
His spirit rose up inside of me
For He's the one that lights my path
And keeps me from the enemy's wrath
I knew right then that I should make
The decision of which path to take
And as I listen through the air
I hear him say "Follow me, I care"
And that command I do not question
I simply take His kind suggestion
I look right past the optional rebellion
And take the path through Him I've chosen
The choice I made kept me from dreading
And made me say, "This Changes Everything". Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Sunday, September 12, 2010 @ 2:52 PM
`THE STONE
THE STONE
He will return our solid rock,
It is in our time the prophetic clock.
He will return our concrete truth,
Be steadfast and strive beyond your youth.
Find the Lord our rock and stone,
Cleanse the grime set forth atone.
He will be here the lamb and King,
The mountain strong so we may sing.
He heals us all and gave up blood,
Commit to him release the mud.
Multiple choices is not his call,
Worldly ways you seek the thrall.
Weary flesh the prideful ways,
For God’s due process we must praise.
To lose our faith in earthly sin,
And follow the ways as Satan grins.
The only road a solid rock,
Awaits the stone your heart to knock.
Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Saturday, September 11, 2010 @ 3:23 PM
`IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE
The Bible teaches us,
God put heaven in every man's heart.
And the devil is always striving,
From Him, to tear us apart.
Many of us have come to the Lord,
And for whatever reason, strayed.
Usually it's for mistakes we have made,
And we judged ourselves unworthy and we ran away.
Then from time to time when we're in darkness,
The faith of God wells up in us.
And for a moment hope is rekindled,
As we feel His righteousness.
Alas before repentance takes control,
Those deceptive thoughts start creeping in,
And before we know it, we're submersed again in sin.
But friend I'm here to tell you,
It's never too late.
Unless you're six feet under,
Then there is time to change your fate.
However don't think it's going to be easy,
Remember some wounds take longer to heal.
But if you'll make up your mind like the prodigal son,
The Father will run to meet you and His grace washing over your soul you will feel.
So take heart wayward Christian child,
And let the blood of Jesus lift that weight.
Humble yourself in the sight of the Lord,
And He will make your crooked paths straight.
Don't let one soul judge you,
After all, it's not their place.
Because in the end of days my friend,
God is the only One you will have to face.
Finally remember the Lord is patiently waiting,
And this poem He put in my heart may be for you.
Rise up and put the devil in his place,
And let God apply the balm of Gilead to your wounds. James 5:19-20: Brethren, if any of you do err from the truth, and one convert him; Let him know, that he which converteth the sinner from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Tuesday, September 7, 2010 @ 2:06 PM
`ON EAGLE WINGS
ON EAGLE WINGS But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; and they shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31 - KJV) As you wait upon this shore
How your heart does long to soar
With eagle’s wings you want to fly
From the pain that makes you cry
Tired and weary is your soul
And you pray to be made whole
So you wait upon the Lord
Daily reading of His word
In His time His breath will blow
The wind beneath your feet will grow
He will teach you how to fly
As an eagle soaring high
Above the clouds you will view
All that God has walked you through
Flying close to the Sun
You will see what He has done
Pressing on in fearsome flight
Reaching for His guiding light
Grace and beauty will cover you
As others learn to follow you
Soaring through that darkened sky
You will see with eagle eye
He will give you gift of sight
To see the one who stalks at night
For now you sit in this place
As He covers you with grace
He sees your grief and knows your pain
For such a time is why He came
So rest in Him a work He’ll do
Gifts of grace will be given you
For the tasks He’s called you to. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
Wednesday, September 1, 2010 @ 4:18 PM
`ALONE?
ALONE?
Have you spent this day.....alone?
Do you feel as if no-one cares for you?
Has no-one called you...via the phone?
And you long for Someone.....or two?
Others are so busy, with many things,
While you sit alone....in your rocking chair...
If others could only know what lowliness brings,
And how difficult it is, sometimes to bear.
A little bird comes to sit on the window sill,
And the Feathered Friend brightens your day,
God can send a little bird, as you seek His Will,
We know....God is only a Prayer away.
Our God works in mysterious ways,
And now, you find a smile upon your face,
As the little bird sings...giving sunshine rays,
You are so happy...as loneliness, God did erase.
Peace...has come into your heart, this day,
And now.....you no longer feel alone,
For the little bird God sent you...kneel and Pray,
You no longer find any purpose to groan.
God, in His Wisdom, looks down from Above,
And He will often send a little bird,
This is one way...He sends His Love,
To let you know...your Prayer...He Heard. Labels: ღ Words Are Meant To Be Promise ღ
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