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Sunday, July 10, 2016

God: Praise Him!!!


          God: a series about ouLord meant to encourage.






             God,
                                            You made everything--
                                                                                                    You need nothing
                                                                                                                                                  I can give...
                     
                                             nothing
                                                                                         at all.




        If I were to praise You
                                                   
                                    every moment
                                                         
                                                                                                in every minute
                                                                                                         in every hour
 
                                                                                                                                                                   of every day


     
   For the rest of my life,
                         
       It could never be enough!


And yet,You care,

Though I fall short of the mark.

You chose to suffer
and to pay

for me.


Marvelous Grace!! 





Live I Only?
 Live I only to serve You?
Live I only to praise?
Live I only to adore You,
And so sing for the rest of my days? 

Yes, for this end did You make me;
Yes, for this only was I made:
And those who are to be with You for eternity
Have all their joys and their hopes on You stayed.




You Were Made To Serve The Lord!
To the seeking child

She said to me
"I wanna be
like you,
you always seem to know
just what to do.

"I wanna way
of expression,
I wanna make
an impression,
I wanna way
for me to say
well, this is me-
what I'm s'posed to be!

"Only I can't see--
I feel restless,
nestless,
like I'm the only one
 who's on my own...
all alone.
Cause I don't know
who I am."

And the more I think of what she said to me, 
of how she didn't know who she was made to be.... 
although I don't quite know how, 
I feel I need to tell her now:
 cause I have this burden of grief 
that she can't find relief.

You were made
to serve the Lord!
And all You gotta do 
to start to know Him
is pick up His Word.
And I know you've heard this before,
cause He's thrown open the door
so many times!
And I know that this thought
can seem really far
from who and what we think we are,
but what you gotta do
is think little thoughts about you
and bigger thoughts about God.

That's what you were made for,
that is who you are!
You are here to serve a God
who is nearby and never far!
And though He doesn't need us,
(you just keep that in your mind!)
He still loves us deeply,
 for He's wonderfully kind!

That's what you were made for,
it is who you are!

You were made to praise Him,
and to serve Him.
And though we will never deserve Him,
that's just one more reason why
we'll lift His praise on high
and fill the sky
as much as it can hold:
for His justice,
and His compassion, 
for a grace that fills the world.

We praise Him for His righteous passion--
that He gave us this great gift of love.
And we praise Him 
for His mercy untold.

That is who you are.


~Bird's eye view~
Better perspective

The mighty birds,
the kings of the air--
the hawks, the eagles, and the falcons---
they soar up high,
pierce through blue sky;
then they streak down low
with their own winds blow.

Could creatures such as this
have come from nothing?
No!

I watch them:they fascinate me;
their majesty amazes me.
Awe and inspiration;
for the beauty, admiration.

They reflect their Creator.
He made them for His own pleasure,
and he shares it with us.

Man is the only (mortal) creature who can appreciate God's handiwork and glorify Him because of it.
And is that not what is intended?
Is that not what we were made for? 

Thursday, June 23, 2016

God: Our Power In The Struggle.


God: a series about ouLord meant to encourage.



A Little Prayer
I ask for forgiveness, Jesus,
For one-time wrong
For clinging sin
And for filthy repetition.
Please don't let the evil win-
Teach me your holy song.


A Selfish Fear
I'm afraid
 I'm selfish.
I'm both selfish
and afraid:
for because of
 selfish thoughts,
a selfish fear 
is made.
Help me fight my selfish fear
and speak of You to all who'll hear.
(Even if they don't listen the first hundred times, or ever.)


Why? 
Why do I hold myself back from You
When nothing stands between us?
It is because I yet hold to my sin:
I don't want it to win, but oh!
So hard to let go!

Shall I come to You, yet hide?
Can I let You see inside?
Yet You're the only
One who can stay
My wrongest wants
and send them away!

Please take my evil desires,
Show me what they are!
As distant as the East is from the West,
You'll take my sin that far!

But whatever else You do,
Help me to always, only
hunger after You.

Let the only thing I crave
Be what You freely gave.



You Are

 I am faithless,
You are faithful.
You are caring,
I'm ungrateful.

I am greedy,
You are selfless.
You are a bounty,
I am wealthless.

You speak kindness,
my tongue is a lash.
You are perfection,
I made my life trash.

You stay,
I stray.
You are forever,
my goals fade away.

How strange, then,
that I should be drawn to You.
How strange.....
That You would want to draw me.

You are lovely,
You are pure:
anything good
needs You to endure.

You are holy,
I am filthy.
I am sickness
but
You make healthy. 

I forget
but
You remember,
Your love is green 
in my December.

How beautiful, then,
that You should make me
like You.
How plain it is that
it is You that I need.

You never needed me.
You bless me.



Monday, June 13, 2016

God: Our Help In Trial.


God: a series about our Lord meant to encourage.






Lost
OR, questions to ask.

When we are in despair
Do we turn to you in prayer?
When we are distressed
Do we trust you'll do what's best?
When we don't know where to turn
Do we come to you and learn?
When the fear of failure's heard
Do we find comfort in your word?
When there seems no where to look
Do we search for answers in your Book?
When we find we do not know, 
To where do we turn and to what do we go?



A Bigger Picture, a Greater Purpose, the Worthiest Cause There is.

When all others have gone, You are still there for us.
When we are feeling small, You are aware of us.
And more than that,
You are in fact
The orchestrator of all life,
Though we're the cause of our constant strife.
You are deeply involved
In all the revolves 
In this world.
And You also know me--
My heart You can see
Like a flag unfurled.

Oh. let it be Your banner!
And let me bear it in a manner
Worthy of You.
If I would see better days
Then I will walk in Your ways,
For they are righteous and true.
Let me 
Always, 
Only 
follow after
You.



Grief 

My shoulders shake,
Tears stick and slide,
I know soon something
Will be gone inside
My heart.

Caught in the wake
Of a receding tide-
But You still stick 
Close by my side
With You
I cannot be
Torn
 Apart. 



A Short Prayer

To speak to You
brings me relief;
with Your hand
You can stay grief.

Let me find my
comfort, my peace, my rest,
in Him who always
 knows what's best.


Thank You

To not give thanks!
't'would be a sin--
and when evil ranks
have beaten me in
and only pains's around me,
I can still give praise for salvation,
and feel Your grace surround me.