Not OK
On our own,
We are not OK
In our own power
Not for one second,
Or one hour
Will we ever be
Or see
Salvation, redemption
Only by the blinding light
From above
Drenched in eternity’s love
Can the dark in us
Ever be overcome
Only HIS SPIRIT can we trust
To do that job
We are too weak
From sin
Only in prayer
On our knees
Will we win
Any battle with
the satan
SO KILL OFF
THE OLD SELF
If you truly wish to see
That transformation
Only Christ can bring
So allowed you will be
With true Joy to say
‘It is not I that lives
But Christ that lives in me!’
Loss
What is this sense of loss
Of a deep sadness,
Despair
Then I raise my head
To look at You
& You smile!
And my heart is even
More beguiled
And enticed
To follow You
But I am stuck
On the other side of
An uncrossable chasm
For I know on my own
I cannot
Even begin to start
To conquer its deep gorges
A dark fog envelops
My mind & heart
Then someone touches
Down with a hand
It is Your Son of Man
His blood paved the way
Because I was oh so lost
Until He reached across
So on this dark side
I need never stay
Alone, rejected digressing
From your eternal blessings
Christ is that bridge
That eternal ridge
Of hope & joy
For everyone to cross
Over into God’s love
You do not have to sit in
The darkness of eternal loss
But you must take that first step
Reach for the outstretched hand
Of the undying Son of Man!
Outside the Church
Four walls can a prison make
But prison bars confine
Limit access, restrict body & the mind
However, access to the Sublime
Was never meant to be denied
To anyone
Christ, God, Holy Spirit
Do not just exist, live
In a building one day a week
His name, face, presence
Everywhere we may seek
So His name do not speak
Only in a building
Say it out loud everywhere
Stores, neighbors, from your office chair
Say His name out loud
Be it to one person only
or in a denser crowd
Just say it with great joy
His name is oh so dearly needed
satan’s darkness it has the power to destroy
At one word, CHRIST,
The demons flee,
Fall & tremble on their knees
Carry Him out of that church building
Be His witness, messenger, everywhere
To others His great love, surpassing joy
You will be privileged to share
Be His hands, His feet, His mouth, His heart
Give to others His glorious, new, fresh start
I love the way the water catches the blues of the sky and the yellow and greens of the plants along our greenway walking trail. Today, I got really lucky and caught a female deer drinking at the edge of the river and then some full-grown turkeys in the wild grass. The largest looked like he would make a good Thanksgiving dinner as he was huge, almost as tall as my shoulder. Enjoy the pictures of the wild flowers and have a great day! Praise God for the beauty of His earth.
SoulSails 