Bleating Lamb

The bleating Lamb,
Doth call me in the night,
His white wool hair warms me and I talk awhile with Him.

Rescue me this day my Lord,
Just as all other days,
Since your hand print embedded itself upon my heart.

You the Lamb,
Return innocence to my sin sick soul,
Restore calm to me amidst the trials of this lost world.

Tranquility

I hushed my mind to sweet deliverance,
In a quiet moment with Him.

The peace which came brought solitude,
To a mind cluttered in shame.

I plead not to leave this secret place,
Where no one is but Him.

The wind of His breath catches my hair,
As He sings these sweet words to me….

Rest now and be free,
Cried my Abba within me.

I’ve taken the weight from limb and heart,
I’ve paid the price at Calvary.

You are in me and I in you,
A blood bond that shall not divide.

Just rest your soul within my hands,
For the victory is already won.

I’ve risen from behind the stone
And sit by my Father’s side.

Hush now and listen,
For the sound of the trumpet.

I am coming soon to carry my bride,
Over the threshold of glory!

Lover of My Soul

He is my...
sweet adoration,
joy in the morning,
peace amidst the storm,
the hand that guides,
pain chaser,

heart cleanser.
He is the lover of my soul!

He loves me...
for me,
despite my sin,
in view of my ugliness,
forever and always,
thin or fat,
more than I can fathom.
He is the lover of my soul!

He is my big Daddy who...

cries with me,

for me,

sings over me,

never leaves,

never forsakes,

comforts me at all times.

He is the lover of my soul!

May you know the...

King of Kings,

Lord of Lords,

Prince of Peace,

Immanuel,

Son of God,

Jesus,

He longs to be the lover of your soul too!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1IIRlB6NZ8

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?