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Posts tagged ‘Jesus’

In Your Eyes

A tiny speck, a mote of dust.

One of millions — of wind, a tiny gust.

 

A tiny atom, or particle minute.

All but invisible; a trivial pursuit.

 

So insignificant, mostly unknown.

Almost invisible — like a bird now flown.

 

But in Your eyes, Lord, as Your gaze falls on me,

I am soon made whole, and touch eternity.

Before I Knew

Before I knew You loved me
Life was a desperate chore
A crashing bore
A quest for more

Before I knew You cared
Life was painful torture
A dissonant overture
A misplaced embouchure

Before I knew Your plan for me
(Or at least that there was one)
Life was confusion
A strong delusion
An ugly contusion

And then I knew —
And all was bright
And all was light
If only for a while

Now I go about in the dark
Working out Your plan
As best I can

What You Need

You don’t need that gun,
That automatic rifle,
To show that you have needs —
The hate that anger breeds.
To show that no one cares;
At least that’s what you feel.

You don’t need that rotten drug
To make you feel good and snug —
An empty self you’re trying to hug.

You don’t need that candy,
Or doughnuts by the dozen,
Or calories galore —
You need something more.

You don’t need that woman or man
To satisfy your lust —
You need to learn to trust
That God will meet your every need —
Love you without condition.

False self you must uncover,
And then you will discover
Hope and truth and grace
Through friends in the human race.

You need a sense of belonging;
For that you have been longing.
Let Jesus fill your heart —
Then begins your beginning.

 

America’s Greatness

What made America great?
People with a faith, lived well —
Not those who merely said the words,
But from their lives, their faith would tell.

What made America great?
People who did persevere —
Through sickness, famine, poverty;
Through trials, hardships, deadly fear.

Have we lost the vision now?
Too cynical, too rich, somehow?
Too comfortable and too well-fed;
Too easy life, our sin to dread?

Then faithful voices, being quenched;
The kind, the gentle, with poison drenched.
Poison of criticism, poison of hate —
The voices of reason, many berate.

But lest we despair, let’s now give pause.
For all of this, there is a cause.
The devil knows his time is short;
All reason, love, he will abort.

When times are dark,
When love’s light dims,
Look for the light
You’ll find in Him.

This Broken World

This broken world of suffering souls;
So many hurting — it’s out of control.

We need a Savior, a God Who can mend.
We need a Father, Who loves without end.

We need the Spirit, Who gives us the power
To overcome Satan in ungodly hour.

Time to surrender your will unto His.
Let Him live in you, and give you His gifts.

How Can a God?

How can a God be so patient —
Waiting, waiting,
Until I’m ready to receive Him.

How can a God be so loving,
Despite the weeds of sin
In the garden of my life?

How can a God suffer for us
When we cause Him
So much suffering?

How can a God die for us?
The answer must be —
So that we can live with Him.

Suffering Servant

Weighed down
By our sin and suffering,
You sweated blood.
How did you persevere?

Knowing the evil within us,
You still loved us.

Having mercy,
You forgave.
You healed.

Confronting evil,
You were crucified.

Freely laying down your life,
You took it up again.

Savior of the world,
Save us!

Asking of God

Has He healed you?

Has He loved you?

Then act like it.

Has He comforted you?

Has He forgiven you?

Then act like it.

Tell your story;

Give Him glory.

If you don’t know Him – ask.

If you can’t trust Him – ask.

If you want to be closer – ask.

Have men betrayed you?

Have harsh words slayed you?

Has hate unmade you?

Then ask –

And you will receive.

All you need, not all you want.

Not what you dreamed, but more.

Some People

Some people don’t have it together.
Their home is a mess,
Things everywhere —
Do they not care?

Some people don’t have a car.
They walk everywhere,
Or maybe on bike,
Or the bus not on strike.

Some people don’t have a living.
They’re tired of giving
All of their energy.
They need a strategy.

Some people still haven’t learned,
They often are spurned,
They don’t have a life,
Their life full of strife.

Some people need so much hope.
They don’t need the dope.
They need Jesus Christ,
Who alone can give life.

Perspectives

So painful when we misunderstand each other.
Different ways of seeing things;
We grew up in different worlds.

I’d like to listen to your pain,
But it hurts too much
To add another pain to my own.

Education helps –
Exposed to different perspectives.
But can I keep my identity
And still cherish yours?

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I used to think that
When we disagreed,
You didn’t love me.

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Are you a liberal or conservative?
I’ve decided that I’m a libative.

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There is One who knows all our pain —
Yours and mine –
But do we know His?

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