Perfect Christmas Gift for Christian Fiction Lovers! An inspiring mystery set from the sidewalks of Music City, USA, Nashville, TN into the hallways of beautiful Vienna, Austria. A good intriguing read to cozy up with on a cold winter’s afternoon!
He Gave Up!
Christ did not come
To create a feel good social club
A country club atmosphere
Instead
So our black, sin-smeared
Record for all eternity
He could unequivocally clear
A glorious throne of infinity
He gave up
He came to a barn
A humble stable
Full of hay and animal slobber
Dirty, wet
So no mistaken ideas
Of wealth, lust for money
Would we mistakenly harbor
For this a light filled throne
He gave up
He came to a cross full of
Pain, agonizing torture
So with His death
A broken relationship
Between man and the Father
He could nurture
To give us, you, a Holy,
Forgiven future
For this, through ripped
And torn flesh,
His own blood
Christ gave up!
Ezekiel 33:7-8 (NIV) “Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the people of Israel; so hear the word I speak and give them warning from me. When I say to the wicked, ‘You wicked person, you will surely die,’ and you do not speak out to dissuade them from their ways, that wicked person will die for their sin, and I will hold you accountable for their blood.
Then You’re Not
In days of old
Oh say maybe 60, 70 years ago
Pastors did not seem to hesitate
To tell the truth
To try to remove sin
By its root
But today, well . . .
They say Jesus loves you
Which, again, is one of
God's eternal truths
But
What of other words
In His Holy Book
Perhaps, we should take a look
If you love me, you will obey
My commands
But they must know
Upon which guides
To take their stand
If you don't tell them their mistakes
Fate of not just them
but whole world is at stake
Then You're NOT being a good
Watchman on the wall
And
Their blood will be on your head!
Not my words
But to Ezekiel, a Holy prophet, said
Long ago by God Himself
So do not be afraid
To take a Holy stand
Be God's courageous, holy man
Rebuke a culture's sin
Boldly,
Loudly
So more and more souls
In this world may Christ win
And new generations may arise
To march into Heaven's gates
Through eternity's celestial skies!
Remember,
God will denounce their sins
On judgement day
Over each human soul
No one holds more sway!
A Third Temple!
Today In Jerusalem
You may hear some clamor
Sounds, voices
In the air float rumors
A third temple they say
Will bring for our earth
A much better day!!
But don't they know
There already is one!
It is you and me
If in our God
Christ Jesus
You wholeheartedly
Do believe!!
Christ does not
Need dead, cold stones
In which to survive
It is within the human heart
He comes best to live
And to most assuredly still thrive!!
As Christian believers
We are living stones
Built up together
As one
For God's Spirit
A newer Home
Along with His Holy Son
Of this newer temple
His Living Cornerstone!!
Once for all
Christ's blood purifies
For a whole world
To see
So with faith
Anyone, everyone
May forever live
At the foot of God's throne
His deeply loved,
Glorified, Perfected
Living Stones!!!!
Stripped
Stripped
Meaning to
Be destroyed
Removed
As in to strip old paint
Now old undesirable varnish
Remove old tarnish
As I stand still
Look around
Unwillingly caught
In all the world's sounds
My spirit feels there is
Something amiss
Something
Imprisoned into
A darkened twist
It is our sense of reality
There is a loss of authority
Not of ours, oh no, no
In our own we boast all day
Over that we keep a tight grip
Over that most will sing
All day long
Through loose, smiling lips
It is of someone else's loss
Into the air madly have
We tossed
Christ's authority
Our Creator's Sovereignty
Over everyone, everything
From Him His power
Have we STRIPPED
Today even inside
Large and small churches
Pastors just say
Jesus loves you
Which, of course, is the truth
But downplay HIS KINGSHIP
Is it ignorance or fear
Is it now today
They're afraid to say
He is also our
Righteous Judge
Full Authority, Power
Only belongs to Him
All of life's rules, guidelines
Come from Him
In the middle of today's
Broken world with pain so rife
In its confusion,
satan's evil, full of strife
We need to return to the truth
Of our One true leader's power
And to bend the knee
And refuse to strip Christ
Of His rightful authority
HIS OVERWHELMING MAJESTY
AND UNENDING GLORY!
SoulSails 