Huddling?

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Huddling

We huddle in buildings
On one particular day
To throw a few coins 
up onto a stage
Mumbling,
Sing just one more song
Hoping it won't last
Too long

Is that really 
The picture
We want to paint
Of today's struggling
Church
Do we go just in case
We might need God to 
Help us out of
A sudden lurch?

What's happened
To the passion,
Devotion
Of a first century
It grew rapidly,
Even exponentially
Ah, to see
That increase today!!

But 
It takes courage
Putting God first
Before everyone,
Everything
So
Let our songs ring
Out loud the words sing
Into our daily actions
Out onto 
The busy, chaotic streets
As other souls we meet
In our hearts
Do not let Christ's examples
Abate
As more & more
His Holy Spirit
We come to live out
& to joyfully imitate!!

All My Life

All My Life

It seemed
It felt like
I was
Waiting for a Messiah
All my life
Waiting for Perfection
To end all this
earthly strife
Always I looked
Until I picked up 
One small book

And I read of Your story
All that heavenly glory
Come down to earth
In a very humble birth
Born into a world
So dark
You came to re-start
Heaven in man's own heart
Praise You, Lord Jesus
Praise You

Now we have much to
Look forward to,
As we wait for You 
To return, renew
Remake our broken earth
& we will be given, share in
Your immeasurable worth
And for those that do listen
With new names 
Will they be christened
As all of heaven rejoices!!

Bustin’

Bustin’

Massive, unstoppable
Almighty, 
Owner of an 
Entire universe,
Our home,
This earth
Powerful enough
To stop the dirth
Of Your own Spirit
Inside Your beloved church

You come
In all Your glory
All Your power
Double edged sword
In Your mouth
Let there be absolutely
No doubt
You will be 
Bustin' down 
The very gates of hell
So in this rhyme
I will say,
Let me tell
No one, nothing
In all Christ's creation
Will stop Him
Or Heaven's celebration!

Condemnation

Condemnation

Condemnation
Such a harsh word
Denotes a punishment
Or even perhaps 
A scourge

America's church
Should stop
Take a deep breath
We have entered
A time unique, 
Unprecedented
A time of great tests

A culture caught
Tightly, as never before
In satan's grasp
Many lost souls
To his dark chest
Does he clasp

Because
A silent church
Has lost its passion
For the All Powerful
Living Christ
By comfort & 
Convenience
Has it been enticed

So we have become
Cowards
At our work
Afraid to speak 
His Holy Name
Or simply
As we play a game

Or is it because
We've become too lazy
Allowing all the crazies
To overwhelm our culture 
Instead of us helping
God's Holy Spirit 
Our lives to nurture

So before God completely condemns
His blessed more than most
American church
Let us once again 
Become a shining star
Stop denying
No longer pretend
As cowardice & laziness
Are attractive on no one!

 Revelation 3: 15-16  I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other!  So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.

Flitter Away

Flitter Away

Sad 
To watch
It flitter about
Even it twitters about
Stalls. Crashes.
Falls.

This waste of precious time
Throwing away of minds
Reaching for the subpar
Mundane, mediocre
(Or less than)
When instead
We could touch the sublime

The mind (&heart) of God
Calls out to us 
Every heartbeat 
Every breath
Every moment a test
Of your reply

Call out to Him
He'll call out even louder
Return to you even more power
To every moment, each hour
Live in the basking
Glow of His face
So we will no longer
Have to trace
That wretched waste
(The flitter away)
Of our precious life's time!!!

We Say

We Say

I say this 
You say that
Words flying thru the air
Tossed into that great hat
Of a world's opinions

Changing almost by the hour
Quickly coming in increasing showers
From the human ever restless heart
At an ancient beginning, our start
No end in sight to this 
Our dark, yet most refin-ed art

In opposition to more elevated words
Trying strongly man's destiny to turn
Spun from heaven's celestial higher calling
Still we stumble, tumble over our mispronuciations to continue falling
Over our own words

We ruin ourselves our lives
With crude, more crass words every day
When will we ever learn the
Value in those words 
our only God has such to say?

God's words can lift us higher
Ignite in us once more a Spirit's fire
Able to lift out of a dark murk & mire
Of our own creating

We should listen
To what God has to say
With His shining verbal pearls
Enhancing all our days
Speaking crystal shards of truth
To deny satan's stabbing wounds
As in eternity an ancient enemy's darkness
God forever will at last exclude!!!