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!
The Next Time
People very often say
As sickness or death
Looms closer in our path
Intrudes into our life’s way
“It’s better than the
alternative.”
Meaning I suppose
As on their way they persist & go
in whatever horrific condition
to be alive
Is better than life’s alternative,
Death
I shake my head, my tongue I bite
Do they not know?
Our God in the flesh,
Spiked to man’s cruel piece of wood
Dying in His own blood so red
This one we call Savior, Christ
Turned to another & said,
Today with me will you be
in My Paradise!
Why do we not trust in His words
What awaits for all who believe
& stay loyal to this beautiful Christ
Is so glorious a Paradise
Free of all pain or strife
New body, new way to exist
Totally, completely a better New Life!
A man,
Once a fisherman by trade
Until that most compelling day
He heard Jesus of Nazareth say,
“Come, follow me”
In a letter this apostle wrote,
Live as foreigners & exiles
On this, a world so fallen
So the next time I hear
Someone say those words
I will have to be honest, I fear,
And be compelled to say
No, I live & wait for a better way
To Share in His Most Perfect
& Newest of All My Days!
1 Peter 1:17 Since you call on a Father who judges each person’s work impartially, live out your time as foreigners here in reverent fear.
1 Peter 2:11 Dear Friends, I urge you, as foreigners and exiles, to abstain from sinful desires, which wage war against your soul.
If I Were You
When you mess with me
You mess with Him
Because I belong to Him
I am
His precious child
His beloved
Bride
Pure & holy
At least in His eyes
So,
If I were you
I would leave me alone!
He will leave no stone
Unturned
To save me, redeem me
Protect me
Even though you think
Destroyed I may be
But
Believe me
I am not!
At this place, this spot
Where you think I am gone
In heaven’s purest portals
I rejoice again, again & again
With the loudest of songs
With His powerful angels I dance
In pure joy
For just to take one quickest glance
At God’s face
So again, if I were you
I would leave me alone!
Get Out of The Way
Get out of the way
A change is coming to stay
Growing closer each & every day
This world, HIS earth
God is going to shake!!
Everything around us
Everything that is now seen
Done away with
Will it be
Before our eyes
Will it flee
Death, evil, satan’s darkness
Prepare your hearts
Your very soul
To transform, change us
Save Us
Has always been
Christ’s deepest most heartfelt goal
But heed the ancient Book’s warning
All who refuse His Loving Voice
For you,
At His spectacular second coming,
Will be no more second choice
Put away, endlessly forever roaming
In infinity’s Pain-filled Outer Darkness
So prepare yourselves
Get ready
Remain in your faith
Ever-Steady
Watch as He comes
This One & Only Son
Once again to change,
Re-create His Earth!!
Colors of Christmas
Red and Green are
Everywhere seen
For Christmas
Was there a reason for these
Surely there must be
Or so it seems to me
Red in the berries
For the blood that Christ shed
On a cruel cross
As Mary’s body was in pain at your birth
Her heart’s pain at your death most
Assuredly must have been worse
Green for the life that Jesus
Gives freely everywhere
For our souls like plants may rise
Upward to live in His purest of airs
So maybe there was a reason
For the colors of this joyous season
May you come to know the miracle and wonder
As God’s love and mercy ripped asunder
Death’s power over us all forever
Through the birth of Jesus,
His One and Only Most Glorious Son!