Better Than DisneyWorld? Better than Disney World? Could there be such a thing? Better than Florida’s palace of pure pleasure Full of dreams forever we may treasure With multiple hurrahs let our voices ring But its gilded halls & walls Eventually you must leave & return with only reality left to see Back to a world of suffering, wars Even more abuses left in store But God promises better Than an insincere, synthetic fantasy Hard to imagine this I know But this is what He longs for us to see Beyond an artificial man-made glow Lies the real thing He wants to renew His world Along with each, man, woman, Boy & girl Doesn’t matter if you are old or young A girl, a daughter, or perhaps Someone else’s son No more suffering No more dying To dry each tear Remove the crying So, Why not let Him? Return to me, I will return to you Why not let Him your own heart Your very own soul renew? Removing each trace Of all the old So a different world’s story Can be at last told While we joyfully lift hands in praise & look upon eternity’s kindest Above all others Face! Malachi 3:6-7 I the Lord do not change. So you, the descendants of Jacob, are not destroyed. Ever since the time of your ancestors you have turned away from my decrees and have not kept them. RETURN TO ME, AND I WILL RETURN TO YOU,” says the Lord Almighty.
Pentecostal Fire Disciples, huddled In an upper room Shaking in their boots Trying to dispel the gloom Of your death Feeling only fear’s failure was left Until, A Pentecostal fire Blazed across their heads By tongues of living fire Were they to be led To stop the shaking, quaking & rise up Boldly speak Those first words of hope To preach And loudly proclaim In many tongues The life, the power Of God’s only RISEN SON!
Prayer for this Sunday Morning I am going to rise up Quit living in the muck Satan attempts to drag me down into And I choose YOU Lord Jesus, I choose you And you ever-growing hope! Amen.
Warning, Warning! Warning, warning Read all about it Warning, warning Voices raise to shout it The great reckoning Is coming For us, Out the time is running Soon will we all Peoples be allowed God’s face & presence No longer will be disavowed All to be judged In His great presence Investigating each life’s essence In His Book it is assured No one left not adjured To be brought before His throne!!
Revelation 20:11-13 Then I saw a great white throne and him who was seated on it. The earth and the heavens fled from his presence, and there was no place for them. And I saw the dead, great and small, standing before the throne, and books were opened. Another book was opened, which is the book of life. The dead were judged according to what they had done as recorded in the books. The sea gave up the dead that were in it, and death and Hades gave up the dead that were in them, and each person was judged according to what they had done.
Before Before all time and space There was a glorious face Full of only grace Love for all He surveyed Having always the last say Over everything But, His goodness, beauty So overwhelming So always flowing Over and upward welling He wished to share it With others So the Three got together Made planets spin Stars shine But decided they had rather Make some someones A planetary home was made The darkest of night Became a day Animals, all creatures Brought into His sight Then His allowed His man to stand upright He felt such joy In this glorious child He had truly let His imagination run wild Crowned us at last With one glorious smile! Shout for joy All the earth At the glory Of this first birth But never fear, He will remove For a second time all tears As once again, The battle against Darkness He will win Return us, Back home If we choose Remember God will Never ever lose!!
Spring’s Trumpets Orange & yellow Your colored voices ring So clearly Displayed for all to see Piercing thru to my heart’s senses Oh the purity in your joy-filled glee! Trumpets splashed, splayed Spreading further outward Declaring that beauty again of One more of our God’s filled days I stand absorbing your attractions So welcome from this world’s distractions Down leafy vines toward the earth You throw yourself, never hesitant Oh, to sleep as you in a bed So deep & green & pleasant So, I rejoice as on my way I am allowed to watch Your graceful heads sway Within each passing breeze Thank you, God, again For the beauty of your earth My day I am allowed to begin Watching as You bring back spring And the joy which only that can bring Reminds not only of a physical rebirth but that in each new reborn spirit lies Your own unspeakable worth!!