He Makes a Way

Sleep eludes the restless soul,

By the clever deciever of lies,

Who taunts with thoughts of unbelief,

With a well laid plan of deception.

The head jukes left and then quickly to the right,

To outmaneuver the fiery arrows,

Out of breath and weary from the fight,

The brow singed from the heat of the flame.

A cry out to the lover of all souls,

no turning back nor walking away,

From the One who carries sin proclaims ,

Walk through the fire and reach for the nail pierced hand.

As a knight in armor,

donned with helmet and breastplate,

The sword is raised above the head,

The command given, "Get thee behind me Satan".

I am a child of the Most High,

And at the name of Jesus you must leave,

A roaring wind followed by tranquil calm,

Restores joy and peace abounds once again.

Where is Jesus?

Is Jesus your life or is Jesus just in your life?
Read the first sentence again….think about your day…ponder what is important…who is valued by calculating the time you spend in these areas of your life.

Spiritual
Work
Financial
Family
Emotions
Personal

Does your spiritual life touch all other parts of your daily living or do you leave Christ sitting in the pew every Sunday waiting for your return the next week? We want Jesus to be with us just as we carry our wallet and purse everywhere we go, but why do we leave our true identity at the door step waving good bye?

We are like the captain of our kickball team. We pick and choose the players that will give us a winning edge. Why do we choose Jesus last at times? We make him sit on the bench and wait when we forget to greet him as the sunlight warms our face awakening us to start the day. We leave the Prince of Peace in the dust when we rush with our own agenda and neglect to read His word and pray. We sadden Immanuel when we choose the couch and television instead of a quiet moment sitting in His lap. We tell him not in words, but by our actions that he’s not good enough to play in our game.

We can’t choose how we die, but we can choose how we live. Jesus sits patiently with sweaty palms and a rapid heart beat waiting for you to call his name to go into the game. Will you call upon the Lord today?

Sometimes all I have is you Lord,

When others hurt and wound,

my doormat soul.

All I have is you!

So I look to the hills,

From whence cometh my help.

All I have is you Lord!

All I have is you!

Let my eyes see your brilliance

And shed thy grace upon me

that I might love despite the pain...

So all they see is you Lord!

So all they see is you!

In desperate need,

upon my knees,

I beg of my Father,

in prayer.

It's for my family,

for my church,

for my nation,

please bless these.

Though the shadow,

of the crooked branches,

try desperately,

to reach my heart.

And the silver lined clouds,

cause me to doubt,

The wind whips,

And reminds me of your power.

The air which pushes,

the hair from mine eyes,

whispers sweetly,

keep your focus on Me!

He Renews Me

I climb into His lap,
Between the hems of His robe,
Enfolded in His arms of grace.

I curl tightly,
Holding my knees to my chest,
As a child afraid of the dark.

It is a safe haven,
Where love does abound,
To renew a broken spirit.

Please stop the vicious cycle,
Where hurt is followed by anger,
And anger chases pain.

You created her,
You created him,
Which in turn created me.

He wipes my tears,
I feel His breath,
Upon the crown of my head.

Is it wrong my friend,
For my desire to be home,
Where joy abounds forevermore.

He whispers sweetly,
Let my strength be yours,
For the story is not finished.