You’ve Been Lied To
By an enemy so dark
Seeking only to destroy
Your heart
Your very self
Powerful above us all
Do not listen to his call
Turn away, turn away
Before it’s too late
From those hot destructive
Gates
From the one who wishes
To destroy you
That satan
Turn from his angry hate
Telling you he does not exist
Oh, how he does wish
You would listen
& be utterly deceived
At that
he will laugh & dance
With glee,
To destroy God’s child
He tries to whisper, tell
Or yell
Live only for today
He’ll come to you to say
Be your own god!
Live only for your own lusts
You must just simply trust
What that evil, dark one says
So to a world
out of control
Lusting after a fool’s gold
I would say
Let Go!
A day is coming when all
Will be judged
Please do not continue or follow
Your dark trudge
Away from the light
A larger house, a fancy car
Will not help you reach
For the stars
For this you were truly destined
Even though you may be tested,
Tempted on this earth
Return to the One whose
Face you bear
Release to Him all your cares
In His light only
Come to share
Walk into His New World’s
Life
Free of all pain, guilt & strife!
I got to do another book review for the new release by author Mike Kastle for his book The Messenger available on Amazon.com. Mike Kastle is just a pen name for a man who has spent a lot of his life working in China as a part of medical teams giving medical care while undercover trying to spread the good news of the forgiveness of sins through Jesus Christ. For security reasons, he does not use his real name.
This is a moving and inspiring testimony to the power of God’s Spirit that can reside in each and every follower of the living Christ. It tells how each Christian can every day truly be a Messenger for God’s Son living in us and His message of forgiveness of man’s sins. With accounts of his experiences in China, Mike Kastle tells how that same power transformed lives even to the point of people willing to risk death and imprisonment just to be a Messenger for Christ and His truth. The author states how the radical passion for Jesus of the early church is needed just as badly today to transform our neighborhoods, our nation and the rest of the world. God’s word and message needed so desperately today will always return to Him having fulfilled the mission it was sent out for.
Monday Prayer
In the middle of my lostness
Wanderings, dark sleep
You took the time
To search
For this one miniscule
Lost sheep
Good Shepherd,
You are the one who
Never leaves the one behind
Thank you for the saving
Of me;
body, soul & mind
Troubled Soul
Troubled Soul,
Troubled Soul,
Do not sit
In the darkness’s glow
It’s angry face
Leaves only the sting
And disgrace
Of rejection
Sitting in a brackish cell
Formed by cruelty
Coming only from hell
Troubled Soul
Hear these words
For your pain there
Is a certain cure
Above this darkened
Black air
Over your bowed head
And tangled hair
A small light glows
Comes from Heaven
To let you know
There is a someone
Who knows your name
Wishes to discharge your pain
Forever
Christ loves your heart
Which has sat in the dark
For too long
So raise your head
Listen to every word
Being said
Inside your spirit
He will implant His own
There His truest Love
& Graces
Will forever be sown!
Dead Wood
You see them lying
On creek beds
Where by watery vistas
They have been led Or resting on river sides
Carried by the ferocity
Of the moving currents’ tides
These pieces of dead wood
Would anyone have thought
They could or better yet should
End up in such a useless heap
Their limbs jangling,
Lamenting in such a lonely keepBut Oh, dear friend
This is not their end
For these shed no tears
Have no fear
Christ's smallest finger
Can transcend
Hell's darkest pit
In such a place He will not
Allow anyone to linger
Have faith
If you will just believe
and God's tranquil waters
You will be allowed to see!
Lean
That cross,
Slick & sticky
from the red flood
Of your precious blood
Soaking, dripping
from above
Down to me
Each precious drop
A powerful weapon
Only it has power to stop
satan’s hatred,
storm of fury
cruel & angry,
Against our lives
As you took
Your last breath
I am left
Knowing your death
Won my freedom
While I lean my head
Against the wood
Rough & hewn
By man carved
only to disgrace
I gaze upon your
Lovely dead face
Knowing you are
Returned to your
Rightful throne of glory
I will sit at your feet
On this blood-soaked ground
I do not care if I am found
Sitting here
Leaning into your cross
I know heaven’s deepest loss
Has returned my life to me
So may it ever be
For each & all of those
Who unafraid will dare
To lean into your cross!
King Jesus
May I always live
Leaning against your cross!
SoulSails 