The Choosing Ground


The Choosing Ground

A line has been drawn
On this earth in the sand
By an Almighty, Holy Hand
Choose on which side
You wish to stand
You must
In this,
You have no choice

For of your life
This is the reality
And God Jesus
Holds all the keys
After all,
He does give free will
He allows you to instill
Or choose
With which side
Yourself you wish to fill

On one side,
A broken world's chaos
So lost
Or on the other
A beauty so RICH
Fit only for a king
Who for your sake
Was willing to
Pay the heavy cost

So, spend your time
In a way most wise
One side renders for you
Only a dark demise
Or step over
TO THE OTHER SIDE
Offering Infinity's Bright Lights
To live, explore forever among
God's Heavenly Heights!!

Spirits


Spirits

You are supposed
To live in your spirit
For that is what you are
With faces pointed
Toward the stars
Your old wounds
Those unholy scars
Were meant to make you
HIS

He wants to fill
Your inner you
With His inner self
Allow His Spirit
Within your heart
To be felt
To be filled, taken over,
He will not deny you
Any of His greatest wealth

For we are all spirits
At this level only
Temporarily being
So,
Do not be always looking
But never seeing
SEE God's face
His hands, His heart
Upon your life
Make the effort
In your spirit
To play your part!

The Bond!

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The Bond!

My job,
To worship
PRAISE
Every day
Every way

For your beauty,
Goodness
Love
To give my worship
Creates the bond
Of my love for you

This cord
This give,
Receive
Creates the path
Through which,
God, You supply
My life's needs
Ah, my praise,
My worship
That Immortal bond!

Resurrection!

Resurrection!

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Resurrection

Demon's danced in glee
At the feet of the man
Dying upon a bitter tree
Storm clouds gathered
Sun darkened
Ground was shaken
Rocks split, tombs opened
Dead bodies walked, renewed
Hoping to gain even a brief view
As Christ breathed His last
Or did He?

Because . . .
A few days later
Dear friends walked upon
A garden's sod
To perfume a dead man's body
Instead . . .
Were given a glimpse
Of their risen God
By His gentle voice
Once more were they met
As from a now empty tomb
He had just stepped

They rejoiced, rejoiced
Again were allowed
To hear their dear Savior's voice
Such joy in heaven
Could not be contained
For at even the slightest mention
Of His Holy Royal Name
All of His powerful angels shout
HALLELUYAH! HALLELUYAH!

Of You


Of You



More of You

And less of me

Less of the angers

The hatreds

The greed



To empty myself

Of all worldly lusts

Waging war

Themselves

Into my heart,

Battling,

They thrust



With their painful swords

They slice

Fighting to cut

heaven's cords

But your hands

With Your love's power

Your strength,

They shower



Your fingers

Around my soul


Entwined

Reaching deep


No satanic, hellish

Demons

Can ever reach



So that is why

Every day

I must repeat

As I work, play

Walk or sleep

Not I but You

In me that lives

My salvation

Dear Christ

You protect

And into eternity


You keep!