The Foe

Fighting a foe that I can not see,
One that is closer than I am to me.
It’s cunning and strong and tears me apart,
Striking with a lance that’s straight to the heart.
And I try and try, and try even more,
But the more that I try the more it’s a chore.
But Jesus has died and fought that big foe,
He died and he rose for New Life I may know.
Now I have Life and that foe has been smashed,
The Life I now live shall never be dashed.
But now as for me, I’ll fight the good fight,
For Jesus is Lord, my only delight.

As I Go

As I go through my day,
Please show me Your way.
May I not turn aside,
For You are my guide.

As I go through my day,
Please hold me, I pray.
May I not seek to sin,
For my heart’s not akin.

As I go through my day,
I will be okay.
May I never forget:
Jesus paid my debt.

Thursday devotions ~ Psalm 40

In reading Psalm 40, this poem took a life of it’s own. I love it when the Spirit takes hold and does something like this. To God be ALL glory.

I waited for the Lord,
and he heard my cry.
I waited for the Lord,
in Him I do rely.

He raised me up.
He established my feet.
He set me secure.
He makes me complete.

O blessed is the one,
who trusts in the Lord.
My heart he does hold,
and Him I so adore.

That’s why,

I wait for the Lord,
for he’s always true.
I wait for the Lord,
O please let me review.

The Lord is so awesome.
And He is mighty too.
The Lord is so faithful.
He makes all things new.

So wait for the Lord.
Wait ever patiently.
For the Lord will give you,
oh so abundantly.

LET US PRAY: Redeemer God, You have put a New Song in my heart as You have redeemed this sinner. You have given me peace through Jesus’ death on the cross for the forgiveness of my sins. You have given me hope through Jesus’ resurrection, that I too may be raised to New Life. And so, I wait for You, anxiously, I wait for You. In Jesus’ name I pray, Amen.

The Battle

The following poem was inspired by a book I just started reading titled, “Precious Remedies Against Satan’s Devices” by Thomas Brooks…

Wake up, sleeping heart!
The father of lies,
Waits in the darkness,
To tear you apart.

Be alert, O my soul!
The cunning serpent,
Wily in his ways,
Seeks to take control.

Stand firm, child of Light!
The Father Almighty,
And Jesus our Lord,
The serpent they did fight.

Rejoice, O my heart!
The father of lies,
Because of the cross,
Forever WILL depart.

God’s Amazing Grace

To know Your grace,
Is not just some fad to embrace,
Only now and then,
And thus from our memory erased.

To know Your grace,
Is to rejoice at seeing Your face,
Now and forever,
And long to always be in Your place.

Creation Concert

Birds singing, in a cheerful creation choir.
Wind blowing, to cool a sun-kissed face.
Leaves rustling, dancing with the music.
Grass twinkling, with a dew-covered applause.

And…

People moving, going to and fro in busyness.

Do they hear?
I mean, do they really hear?
I used to be in that busyness,
But now I sit among the creation choir.
I sit and hear,
I mean, I really hear.
I sit and notice,
I mean, really notice.
I sit and feel,
I mean, I really feel.

Stop your busyness, people. Stop!
You’re missing the concert,
Creation singing to the Lord.

Birds, wind, leaves and grass…
Encore! Encore!