The Lord has
called us to forsake
A life of sin
and strife,
But He has
also let us choose
The path we’ll
walk in life.
Is often
grimly paid.
Yet, He grieves
for each wayward soul,
Who chose
sin, and then stayed.
But light follows
the dark
For all who know
and call Him Lord.
He’s the
eternal spark.
And turn from
His clear path,
There is one
answer, grim and hard;
They’ll, one
day, know His wrath.
Will kill
both, ruthlessly.
The darker
the path they have walked
The harder death
will be.
Evil’s seductive
call.
Redemption’s
price, already paid,
Is there for
one and all.
Be all you
speak and do,
Or you will find
death, when it comes,
Holds even
worse for you.
Do I take
any pleasure in the death of the wicked? declares the Sovereign Lord. Rather,
am I not pleased when they turn from their ways and live?
The wages of
the righteous is life, but the earnings of the wicked are sin and death.
Thursday, October 17, 2024
The Wages of Evil
Wednesday, October 16, 2024
A Place To Rest
A moment
spent in silent thought,
A prayer of
thanks and praise
For bringing
me closer to You,
And for
these quiet days.
And whispered
of the grace
That led me out
of the tempest
Into this restful
place.
The rough
and rocky way,
Learning to
know You as I walked,
And how to
trust and pray.
But You have
brought here
Where I can
rest, renew, rejoice
And feel You
ever near.
And carry on,
once more.
For now, I’ll
rest within Your peace
Upon this
quiet shore.
And the God
of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have
suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and
steadfast.
Tuesday, October 15, 2024
Walking In Darkness
It seems as
if the darkness draws
Closer to us
each day.
Though we
may stand with lanterns bright,
The dark seems
here to stay.
Into its
sinful ways,
And with
that sin comes the darkness,
The guilt
obscuring haze.
This
darkness is not new,
But I can’t
see the path to walk
Unless I’m
close to You.
Trapped in
this darkness, too,
Who call
Your name and seek Your light
Trusting
You’ll lead us through.
And our
trust is in You.
The darkness
that consumes this world
Can’t hold a
light to You.
Who among
you fears the Lord and obeys the word of his servant? Let the one who walks in
the dark, who has no light, trust in the name of the Lord and rely on their
God.
Monday, October 14, 2024
Thank You, Lord
Lord, thank You
for the suffering
That keeps
my faith on track,
And thank
You for the miracles
That show
You have my back.
Lord, thank You
for being my shield
When I’m
under attack,
And thank You
for Your vast patience.
That’s something
I still lack.
I seem to
have this tendency
To ask for
everything
Without stopping
to simply say
Thank You,
oh Lord and King
For helping me
through every day,
With all
that it can bring,
And holding
me when I’m afraid
To trust You,
rise, and sing.
So, for
tonight, I lift my praise
In thanks,
simple and true,
For keeping
my feet on the path
That leads
me straight to You.
Acts 2:28
You have made known
to me the paths of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence.
This amazing photo is a blessing from AC, from her trip to Africa.
Saturday, October 12, 2024
Please Teach Me, Lord
Lord, give me
strength to walk the path
That You’ve
asked me to walk,
And
teach me how to use Your words
Each time I
start to talk.
That You
have shown to me.
Teach me to
offer that same grace
To others,
lovingly.
I meet upon
the path,
As You are
patient with me, Lord,
offering peace,
not wrath.
To listen
when You speak
And then to
share that wisdom with
The others who still
seek.
The Lord
said to him, “Who gave human beings their mouths? Who makes them deaf or mute?
Who gives them sight or makes them blind? Is it not I, the Lord? Now go; I will
help you speak and will teach you what to say.”
Friday, October 11, 2024
Each Season's Blessings
The seasons
change as God designed,
His will is
on display
In spring's
blossoms, in summer’s grass,
In autumn’s
bright array.
When we are
young and spry,
But as we
grow older each year
They seem to
hurry by.
Enjoy the
gifts each bring.
In summer’s
warmth or winter’s cold,
Rejoice,
take time to sing.
There’s
purpose in His grace.
Stand
patient, with your trust in Him,
Relish each
season’s pace.
Be patient,
then, brothers and sisters, until the Lord’s coming. See how the farmer waits
for the land to yield its valuable crop, patiently waiting for the autumn and
spring rains. You too, be patient and stand firm, because the Lord’s coming is
near.
Thursday, October 10, 2024
The Lord Is Great
I seek You
in my joyous days,
I seek You
in my tears,
I seek You when
I am confused
By my worries
and fears.
From a heart
once broken
By a
lifetime of suffering,
By my own
shame and sin.
I turn my
eyes to You.
I seek to
walk the path You set
Trusting You’ll
lead me through.
I’ll seek
You all my days,
And I will do
so with a heart
Filled with
wonder and praise.
But may all
who seek you rejoice and be glad in you; may those who long for your saving
help always say, “The Lord is great!”
Wednesday, October 9, 2024
In The Hurricane
For those caught in its path.
They need the anchor of Your grace
To ride out its wild wrath.
When I was terrified,
You held me close each time I wept
Until my last tear dried.
And many need Your peace.
I pray that You will hold them tight
Until the storm winds cease.
Holding them close to You,
And that they find Your strength within
To ride the tempest through.
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.”
Tuesday, October 8, 2024
A Song of Peace
Wash through my heart today,
While all my worry and my stress
Was gently swept away.
Joy filling every note,
And hope became the essence of
The song that heaven wrote.
You, too, find time to sing
And that you feel the peace and joy
That Heaven’s song can bring.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Monday, October 7, 2024
Red Sky At Morning
That, when dawn’s sky is red,
There is a big tempest brewing
And trouble lies ahead.
Grow deeper every day.
I don’t know when the storm will hit,
But it is on its way.
As it has done before.
Yet, this time I stand in its path,
Upon this troubled shore.
To hold this storm at bay,
And there’s a chance that all I love
May well be washed away.
That You are in control,
I ask that, if the storm takes me,
Lord, You will keep my soul,
And those I love, who love You too,
Will come through strong and whole.
This is what the Lord Almighty says:
“Look! Disaster is spreading from nation to nation; a mighty storm is rising from the ends of the earth.”