One Small Fish

One Small Fish

Some days 
I feel broken
Then I remember
Jesus our God
Broke one small fish
Of food 
It was only a
Minute token
Tearing it
Into very, very 
Many pieces

His purpose?
So that
He could meet
A greater need
That He
And the Father
Together could feed
Over five thousand
In only one day

So if you
Have to,
Allow yourself
To be broken
Even if many things
You stand to lose
That by Christ Jesus
You also may be used
To feed, to save
Hopefully,
Multitudes of others!!

His Eyes (for a Tuesday morning)



His Eyes

Christ
Coming
Seated on a throne
Crowned in glory
Fresh from
Another's new story
With fire in His eyes
So Holy
Burning intensity
In each glance
Perhaps today
Is your greatest
Chance

Desiring,
Burning the old
To dissolve
Turning to ash
For you 
This is His resolve
All must be
Reborn
Renewed

Until you step through
Glorified
Purified
Only then can 
You be allowed
To enter between
Heaven's gates
So today
Do not hesitate
Take the offered chance
To receive the fiery dance
Of the eternity living
In His eyes!

Never Meant


Never Meant

Never
A powerful word
Never ever, ever
Even more powerful words
Never meant to be
More powerful words

But
Meant to be
Was I
To infinitely, eternally see
Your beautiful Face
My very soul to taste
Your Perfection
Me,
This miniscule creation
To dance in Your direction

Never meant to 
Be without you
Not smart enough 
For that
Within Your Spirit
Meant to be
My natural habitat
Where I was
So to speak,
To hang my hat

So please take
All of me, my mess
So I may finally
Progress,
Transform,
Become
What You wonderfully
Meant for me
At last and
Forever to be!

VICTORY!!

VICTORY!!!

After the quietness,
satan’s victory dance
Over His grave
In the stillness of the
Morning’s freshest dew
And in the richness 
Of God’s plan 
His whole world to renew
Nothing ever seen before
Occurred

God in the flesh
Stepped out of His 
Now emptied grave!

As the ground shook
The stone was rolled away
An angel came to sit
In all his glory 
Christ stepped out
To take control, full sway
Over all of creation
Once again
He came to claim 
His VICTORY!!

To show satan for all eternity
He was defeated
Only God has the last word
Death now eternally cheated
As Christ stepped out into 
The garden
He declared that forever
On His glorious throne
Again would He be seated

Came to save us from
An infinity of hell
Evil, darkness, condemnation
Hearing its funeral knell
To give mankind its share
In heaven’s perfect life
This is what His Resurrection
Was meant to declare!

But all this is left up to you
God will never force or coerce
Wanting you to joyfully give
Your heart out of your own choice
So you may own, shout in your own voice
Your VICTORY!

Silence


Silence

Silence
An absence of sound
The rocks have split
Upheavals have shaken
The underfoot ground
The sky has blackened
And at last cleared
The city in a festive mood
It hears people raise a few cheers
But still they do not see, 
They have not understood

Followers, disciples
Huddle in a locked, darkened room
Not knowing what comes next
If at tomorrow, will that be too soon?
Or will today be their last breath
They try to comfort one another
Hoping to stave off their own death
As a few women in the corner
Continue to weep

Prayers are raised
But God is silent
He has already said all
He had to say
It happened on the night,
Of His son’s birth
And at last
The last day of His painful, 
Tortured life on this green earth

So get used to the days of silence,
They serve a purpose
To you, can actually be of a
Deeper service
Learn how to wait, trust
Even when you don’t hear God’s voice
See His Almighty hand closely at work
For us, this could be life’s hardest choice

Death

Death

Death
A word we
Have all 
Come to fear
For loved ones it 
Can most certainly
bring forth their tears

But
It was conquered
Praise You,
Lord God
Lord Jesus
For setting up 
Your plan
To save the only
One in your image 
Created 
Your man!

Saved by
The Prince of Peace
On an agonizing cross
He suffered, died
As His friends, mother
They saw and all did weep
But did it only for us all
Our eternal souls
To keep

So today while you
Still have the chance
Remember Christ’s Holy Glory
The agony He endured
Only to insure
That you too could step
Out of satan’s pit of hell
Emptied out of your own
Grave
Now it’s your time to turn
And of his death, 
Resurrection others to tell
So they also may rejoice
With one rising crescendo’s 
Voice 
To praise God the Father for 
The Son’s rise
On that ancient but 
Most Glorious Easter morning!!