Trodding that Same Path

When any ounce of my being is lifted up
My Lord reminds me that it is with the meek with whom He will sup
When any praise swells my heart inside
My Lord reminds me that grace is given to the humble not the one with pride

My knees must be flexible and always ready to bend
As a sheep who is willing to let it’s Shepherd tend
Comfort comes from knowing that He with His staff and rod
Will lovingly train and conform me and lead me up the same Path He trod

The Killing Zone

From the comfort of my chair

 As I sit with little care

 A thought comes to mind

“How could I be so unkind?

 Forgetting those our brethren

 Also looking forward to the Kingdom of Heaven"

As I fall down to my knees

“Father, help them please.

 Endure the pain of torture

 To remember their Hope so sure

 And as men seek to take their life,

 Remind them that Jesus did not fight back in strife"

Prostrate on my face I now lie

“Make me worthy Lord also to die.

 To suffer for Thy name

 And bring thee glory not shame

 Just like those thy saints in the killing zone

 Patiently longing for their true home"

Radiant and Unashamed

We ponder on what the day of our departure holds
When this body gives up the spirit
Will we young, will we be old
Will there be pain in this body when it dies

Will it happen when we slumber
Never to be another earthly morning wake.
Will we never die an earthly death
But meet him in the clouds for all the world to see

Wherefore comfort one another with these words sons of God
When we see Him we will be like Him
Radiant and unashamed, beholding His face in righteousness
Awakened and satisfied with His likeness

The King looking back at us is just like we will be
Holy without a spot, wrinkle, or blemish
Not a somber moment but glorious it will be
Dressed in His finest, rejoicing with gladness
My beloved and His bride…

1 John 3:2, 1 John 2:28, Psalms 17:15, Psalms 34:5,
 Ephesians 5:27, Psalms 45:13-15, Isaiah 61:10,
 Rev 21:2, 1 Thess 4

Fullness of Life

Fountain of Life

   Flowing in my soul

Refreshing and abundantly bold

Spirit of Life
Abiding in me
Comforting and assuring that I am free

Word of Life
Dwelling in my heart
Guarding and guiding every part

Bread of Life
Through fire You would be
Broken and shared with me

Zion Is Calling

A New Vessel

O Lord I am broken, make me a new vessel for You

Put me on the Potter's wheel

Mold me, make me useful to contain Your wine

So that I may be poured out for You

O Lord I am barren, make me a garden for You

Fill me with Your choicest plants

Prune me, tend me, shine Your light on me

So that I may be fruitful and abundant for You

O Lord I am empty, make me a temple for You

Put in me Your prize possessions

Refine me, cleanse me, fill me with Your presence

So that I may be holy and only for You

*artwork by blog author

Yellow Tape

Yesterday morning I woke up to find yellow "do not cross" tape completely surrounding one of the homes behind our home. And then I saw a police officer walking around looking for evidence. Knowing this was not a good sign, I got to the computer to look at our local news report. My neighbor(whom I didn't know)was murdered by her grandson the night before as I lay sleeping comfortably in my own bed.

How many of us would think that we haven't done anything as "sinful" as this? But Jesus said that anger, hatred or lack of love for our fellow man is the same as murder.

1John 3:15 Everyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life abiding in him