There is sweetness in Your presence, Rejoicing in Your grace and mercy, As we come to worship this morning, We are filled with Your glory, As we hear anew the old, old story, Resting in its perfect truth. There is awareness in Your presence, Unexplainable richness in our souls, Though we see evil choosing evil, We are overwhelmed by Your hope, Assured You will be how we cope, Though we don't know when, how or why. There is assurance in Your presence, In the Holy Spirit's calming touch, The awakening of our sleeping souls, Though the future isn't known, Our lives in Yours has grown, It's almost time Lord, almost. ----dfav 4/19/21
All my life I've heard That Jesus is coming back. Could be any moment. Could be any time. I've waited, I've watched. As rumors flew through history Muddling people's minds. Is it ever happening? Is it in our lifetime? We've waited, We've watched. Currently more signs come true Awareness is on high alert. Is it today? Is it tomorrow? We're waiting, We're watching. Seems like evil is winning Casting God and His people out. Will they succeed? Will they not? We're still waiting We're still standing. Should the worse happen, Lord, don't let me wimp out. May my lips praise, May I follow to the end. I'm waiting, I'm watching. I'm ready. ----dfav 4/17/2021
The Father's son, Jesus Christ
Held it out to me, from atop His scar,
A beautiful but select old fashioned key,
Openly displayed not hidden in a jar.
His eyes seeing me as only He can
How do I fail to know all we can be?
With trembling fingers I gently touch
Unsure of what doors it unlocked,
My finger tip glazed His scar
All I thought I knew just disappeared,
My knowledge sank in my simple mind
As His wisdom briefly in its place appeared.
How precious this key He gives,
Surely I must protect it regardless of the cost?
It comes from the One who overcame death,
Affording us every protection, every security post?
This is the eternal key to the Father's house
How can it be used to reach the lost?
Do I hide it, guard it, silence it
Even in times of greatest need?
Do I keep its presence a secret
Let rumor and legend grow their seed?
Is this the best to keep thieves away
Make silence my lifelong creed?
Should I refuse it after all
Though I asked Jesus into my heart?
For I am not worthy of His trust
Could I really complete my part?
Do I not have doubt in myself
Down to a dark type of art?
Then almost as I backed away
I heard Jesus whisper in my ear,
"At Judgment when asked the question
You were offered the key so dear,
The key to Our Father's house,
How did you use it year after year?"
Did you accept all the possibilities
Of what the Father could open for you,
If you took the Father's house key
Perhaps opened a door or two?
Invited people in to meet the Father?
What did you do, who did you woo?
How will you answer this question
"What did you do with the Father's key?"
What will be your honest answer?
Will Jesus receive the truth of what you believe?
What will Jesus oh, so clearly see?
Did you use it so the lost receives?
Joy! Joy is still a peace that all of us can claim we've found, In unceasing waves of calm to wrap life around. Joy highlights hope. Hope! Hope is still very much alive and well, Countless occurrences of praises to tell. Hope gives way to prayer. Prayer! Prayer is still flowing heavenward from our lips, It is possible to just touch Your hem with fingertips. Prayer breaths love. Love! Love is still within most human hearts, Even of those determined to keep us apart. Love provides forgiveness. Forgiveness! Forgiveness is still what we all seek, For our deepest wounds and anger make us weak. Forgiveness flows to grace. Grace! Grace is still that which we are in great need, There are unknown harvests from Your gospel seed. Grace gives birth to joy. Joy links hope causing prayer where love reveals forgiveness, Forgiveness gives way to grace and joy returns selfless. All joined by God. ----dfav 4/9/21
Waking in the wee hours of this morning There is a thirst in my soul And I pray and read Your word Aware How my innermost core Longs for a drink from The everlasting Living Water. How I long to sink my roots Deeply into the earth Beside the rivers mighty flow. Somehow You see, Somehow You know, Grant me what I need. Breathing in the Sonrise as dew dissolves Knowledge warms my wounded heart And I pray and devour Your word Aware How my soul aches deeply For You in my hearts You shaped missing puzzle piece. How everything in me responds To Your urging self-examination Of me in Your Word. Somehow You know, Somehow You have heard Grant me now Your wisdom. Warming as the Son warms the earth Stretching to see what God fulfills And I pray and feast on Your word Aware How perfectly You respond To my specific needs right here Right where I am. How blessed I am O Holy One That You love me Completely as Your own. Somehow now my eyes are opened Somehow Your knowledge to me is known, You are the the Great I Am. ----dfav 4/7/2021
When the full light of God's being Is shone into Your heart What becomes visible unseen before What remains when the shadows depart? When God calls for blinders to fall Scales to drop from your eyes What is the truest picture revealed now? What stretches toward the Son, what dies? When the truth of who God is, has been Slams against your false beliefs What do you recognize now as truth What shackles fall so you have real relief? When we believe we believe in Jesus Never realizing it is a false assumption What happens when honesty bursts forth What truth comes with the revelation? ----dfav 4/6/2021
This is it. Here. Now. Where the strong are separated from the weak, Where the image in God's mirror Sends you to His side or you driven to your knees. This is it. Here. Now. Where pretenders fall behind the true, Where your actions prove your hearts core, Here, in this moment are you for Him or you? This is it. Here. Now. Where your soul speaks the most loudly, Where truth takes center stage, Does it collapse or stand up proudly? This is it. Here. Now. Where that voice is Jesus' calling your name, Where the eternal home of your soul Is decided in seriousness for this is no game. This is it. Here. Now. Where you answer Jesus' knock at the door Where you confess, believe, accept or reject Will you choose or risk it coming no more? ----dfav 4/5/2021
Here --- My soul has longed to be here. Surrounded by reminders Of Your power Of Your grace Of Your awesomeness. Here --- Where my heart can beat with each swell As the waves crash on the shore Against the sand Against the rock Against the cottage. Here --- Where burdens flow out with the tide Return battered and bruised In broken pieces Broken chains, Broken strongholds. Here --- In the vast openness of the ocean Where the wind snatches Every stench away, Every forgotten truth, Every failure. Here --- Where my heart and soul know The wonder of Your might Is ever present Is always felt Is always welcoming. Here --- In our Cottage-by-the-Sea Our prayer closet expanded Though You remain Steadfast Proclaimed. Here. ----dfav 4/1/2021
There is still God. Regardless of the situation Or the crisis at hand. There is still God. Though the earth shake Beneath your feet. There is still God. Let man attempt to wipe Him from everything. There is still God. Government may actually Destroy us altogether. There is still God. There is always God Ready to lead us Out of our own folly. There is always God. Though shaken to our Deepest inner core. There is always God, Even if evil takes your life. There is always God, More faithful to His children Than we are to Him, There is always God. ----dfav 3/29/2021
Vowed to follow You anywhere, Wherever You said, "Go", But, it was never convenient, Thought You'd never know. Promised to glorify and honor You, Regardless of life's circumstances. Yet, serving at the wedding wasn't fun. I hid Your truth as I joined in to dance. Said I was praying for those around me, Citing their sins and misdeeds, But, You said, "Love your neighbor" Maybe I just misread? Saw the harvest out the window, Started eagerly out to gather them in, But the sun it was so hot, Later, in the cool, I'd go out then. Living my life I heard You calling to me, Ever echoing as I went, "Adam, where are you"? But, hey, You're God, I figured You knew, Shutting my ears I kept on doing what I do. Pledged to feed the hungry on the streets, Thought of rescuing the drowning woman, But, God it was never-ending stream of need, Casually I disappeared, I slipped away and ran. Thought You and I were solid until Death, judgment came for me, I hear faintly an echo of Your call long ago, What I see in Youe eyes, I am shocked to see. Every broken promise since I knelt at the Cross. Every time I put You off to do my thing. Every broken soul my eyes denied they saw. Finally I hear the music, the words to the tune I sing. What have my broken promises cost? Will You now break a promise to me? Will I hear depart from me, I never knew you? Which decision is the one You now see? The Lamb's Book of Life opens with a whisper, What is on its pages, is my name still written there? Weakly I look to see where I am pointed, Your unbroken promise, my name is here. ----dfav 1/25/2021