Fine Tune

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Fine Tune

Fine tune me like a fiddle
Carve me, shape me
In your hands may you whittle
Until I sing, resonate
And to your tunes vibrate

Play me all day long
Projecting, singing
Only your songs
Of Your Joy, Love,
Glory, Stupendousness
And may I only in your hands,
Lord God,
Sound out the songs
Upon which others may dance!

The Next Time

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The Next Time

People very often say
As sickness or death
Looms closer in our path
Intrudes into our life’s way
“It’s better than the
      alternative.”

      Meaning I suppose
As on their way they persist & go
in whatever horrific condition 
             to be alive
Is better than life’s alternative,
                 Death
I shake my head, my tongue I bite
       Do they not know?

      Our God in the flesh,
Spiked to man’s cruel piece of wood
Dying in His own blood so red
This one we call Savior, Christ
Turned to another & said,
Today with me will you be 
        in My Paradise!

Why do we not trust in His words
What awaits for all who believe
 & stay loyal to this beautiful Christ
       Is so glorious a Paradise 
Free of all pain or strife
New body, new way to exist
Totally, completely a better New Life!

            A man,
Once a fisherman by trade
Until that most compelling day
He heard Jesus of Nazareth say,
       “Come, follow me”
In a letter this apostle wrote,
Live as foreigners & exiles
On this, a world so fallen 

So the next time I hear
Someone say those words
I will have to be honest, I fear,
And be compelled to say
No, I live & wait for a better way
To Share in His Most Perfect 
& Newest of All My Days!

1 Peter 1:17  Since you call on a Father who judges each person’s work impartially, live out your time as foreigners here in reverent fear.

1 Peter 2:11  Dear Friends, I urge you, as foreigners and exiles, to abstain from sinful desires, which wage war against your soul.

If I Were You

If I Were You

When you mess with me
You mess with Him
Because I belong to Him
I am
His precious child
His beloved
Bride
Pure & holy
At least in His eyes
So, 
If I were you
I would leave me alone!

He will leave no stone
Unturned
To save me, redeem me
Protect me
Even though you think 
Destroyed I may be
But
Believe me
I am not!

At this place, this spot
Where you think I am gone
In heaven’s purest portals
I rejoice again, again & again
With the loudest of songs
With His powerful angels I dance
In pure joy
For just to take one quickest glance
At God’s face

So again, if I were you
I would leave me alone!

Get Out of The Way

Get Out of The Way

Get out of the way
A change is coming to stay
Growing closer each & every day
This world, HIS earth 
God is going to shake!!

Everything around us
Everything that is now seen
Done away with 
Will it be
Before our eyes 
Will it flee
Death, evil, satan’s darkness

Prepare your hearts
Your very soul
To transform, change us
Save Us
Has always been 
Christ’s deepest most heartfelt goal

But heed the ancient Book’s warning
All who refuse His Loving Voice
For you,
At His spectacular second coming,
Will be no more second choice
Put away, endlessly forever roaming
In infinity’s Pain-filled Outer Darkness

So prepare yourselves
Get ready
Remain in your faith
Ever-Steady
Watch as He comes
This One & Only Son
Once again to change,
Re-create His Earth!!

Knee Deep

Knee Deep

There you are
Knee deep in those waters
Where most sense danger
And then run & scatter
Yet you have wandered outward
Seemingly without a care

All around you life’s flows never cease
But do not be so foolish
As to let all your follies increase
Beware those seemingly
Placid waters for now
Do not upward rise quickly
& underneath them drag you down

God still cries, holds out arms
To bring you home
Back onto a safer ground
Wishes for you to cease to roam
No longer within his voice’s sound
Or out of his love’s caresses

Leave those roaring depths of satan’s dangers
All those lurid temptations hold nothing
but the cunning voice of a stranger
Yield to Christ’s love flowing freely 
In His bright blood on a cross 
Step out of those cold dark powers 
That carry only the pain of sin’s deepest loss