A Passion A passion has been lost To the winds has been tossed Blurred, obliterated Distorted By modern distractions Almost destroyed But, All’s not lost Passion can be revived If we will but try Embers are still burning If to His heart we will be turning Letting go of an ancient enemy’s lies Stir the lurking flame Found only in Christ’s name Arise, ignite Fan to life In His sight The now slumbering giant Upon whom our faith is reliant Called by the name of FAITHFUL SACRIFICE!
Death A pulling out of the body Will come for everyone A removal of the familiar It is a valley we must all pass through So prepare yourself While you still have a chance While it is your Today While you’re still this side of the grave Do not listen to satan’s song & dance Of denial About Who owns this world & us In a darkened voice do not place your trust Only God promises renewal of your life A final calm, relief from all pain & strife Why do we ignore this deep but Simple truth So, In this world amidst your daily struggles, toil Remember Death is something no one can avoid
Oh, Please! You say, Oh please not this again On that subject please do not begin But I say yes I feel compelled to do my best To convince you People do not want to hear today Especially in the US of A About another level of existence To this among the world Is a strong, strong level of resistance Wanting to believe merely on the physical Minds throw up all kinds of an obstacle To believing in a supernatural Of angels, demons, good, evil Or heavens forbid, a God! For them I feel most sorry They miss out on Christ’s love His kindness, mercy, joy-filled glory On the face of this planet Will there never be a more beautiful story! Caught up in money’s lust In themselves alone have they to trust & only physical pleasures, The most fleeting of all treasures, Ignoring an inner voice Reminding that denying death For no one is a choice So while they wish to wallow Only in this physicality’s mud I hope you will choose to follow The Holy One from Above & the forgiveness Of His Beauty’s Overwhelming Love!!
A VICTORY (encounters) The first a black blob Laying on my chest Interrupting my night’s rest Slight fear arose But these words I chose In the name of Jesus of Nazareth Be gone! Before the next heartbeat It disappeared The second sat on a throne of glory (attempting to imitate the Lord of Lights) I sensed something was not right Yet by him was I fooled A finger touched my lips As I drew too near Next day was I sick Should’ve listened to the fear The third resembled a child Again lying on my chest In form appearing fairly mild But when it smiled (more of a grimace) Pointed razors had it for teeth Words proceeded from its mouth Susie, what are you trying with this book I needed not another single look Again, In the name of Jesus of Nazareth, Be gone! It disappeared Lost in its own fear The last (but not the least) Resembled a grown man (I was prepared though slightly scared) Speaking again did I begin In the name of Jesus of Nazareth Be gone! This one, however, did not run Spoke these words Oh, no, it doesn’t work like that Replying I yelled Oh yes it does In the name of Jesus of Nazareth Be gone! It disappeared. Forms of only black Shades of grey, no color Seeking to incite my terrors, fear The demons reeking, smelling Of darkness, violent destruction This I wish to make absolutely clear Unpleasant creatures were they Yet please listen, stay, They have not the last word All power belongs to the Lord above Christ conquered all such creatures (satan even) On a bloodied cross Destroyed all of evil’s loss As He at last died & in His final sigh Won forever your VICTORY!!
To Mars? Our bodies were not made To live on Mars Are there not problems enough To solve on this planet Revolving as it does amidst The burning stars? Curiosity and learning is one thing But What about curiosity for eternity, God, Christ, the destiny that awaits in His Paradise Drawing nearer to our Creator This God who leaned so close Took on our form, our flesh To withstand our cruelty’s test Of dying on a bloodied cross So would not our time be better spent If to our time and energies we lent The pursuit, reaching for the reality of the Universe’s space And went instead in search of our Lord Creator’s face?
Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands
Fine Tune Fine tune me like a fiddle Carve me, shape me In your hands may you whittle Until I sing, resonate And to your tunes vibrate Play me all day long Projecting, singing Only your songs Of Your Joy, Love, Glory, Stupendousness And may I only in your hands, Lord God, Sound out the songs Upon which others may dance!
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