More Than This

Praises be to the Lord Most High!
who has given us freedom under an open sky.
Exalted are the mountains which are under His gaze
lifted up for His glory and everlasting praise!
These things which evidence His enduring love
the rebel, by nature, can make nothing of.
By not desiring the Source, which is God
through an endless, barren, wilderness plods,
to the blackest hole, where is cut out God's heart,
without which, reality, at the seams, falls apart.
Love is a higher form of thought,
alien to any not by Him taught.
The holiness of God transends mere goodness,
simple pleasures of life, He's much higher than this!
Humility a lesson: Pain just a test:
Bring the will of the Savior, 'cause He knows what's best!
From whence won the war o'r evil? Cast down!
By choice, through Him, we claim victor's crown!
for the more that hatred presses us 'round,
the greater the contrast to His love is found!
More significance is there in His singular Word
than all the deluded voices we've heard.
The glory of Jesus is there for the knowing
experience His love, your faith will be growing!

Apocalypse

Where is the one that can be found?
The one so strong that he can tell
the eternal King what not to do?
His deeds, at once, by force to quell?

That Eye which sees and comprehends,
encompasses all within His sight:
That Word which issues from His mouth,
defines our life and what is right.

The power of God surrounds us all.
When That Gaze considers a man,
the will of their strong limbs fail them,
wrung out like water upon the sand.

The conqueror is brought down to dust:
Now the braggart knows only his fear.
Where before waxed secure in dominion,
Sees only the grave through his tears.

Those who have chosen to trust in You,
will live to see Your justice done:
Will rejoice to see You rule the earth,
the exalted glory of the returned Son.

Love's Calling

While exalting You, I move from glory unto glory
in an ever increasing crescendo of joy.
When I praise You, You bring me with You:
I return from the depths.
In Your presence, I rise up
and shed sorrow like a soiled garment.
Everything I do in You is charged to,
and energized with, a higher purpose.
Love's calling is powerful indeed!
There is none stronger!
In You I find all I want or need.
Resting in You, I am complete.

Sickness

We are in Your presence
We who trust in You.
We bring our pain and suffering
and place it at Your feet.
Great are the sacrificies
that You have made for us.
Worthy of power and glory
yet You find Your joy in us.
No difficulty is beyond You
to bring glory to Your name.
First of all we seek to place
Your will above our own.
Secondly we seek the joy
of lifting up Your name.
No matter what the obstacle
we strive to bring You praise.

In our limitations
to overburdened hearts
Oh, Father send compassion
as You are wont to do
but this time also healing
If it will serve Your purpose.

Grief and Tears

I cannot bear the weight of it,
this burden I have chosen.
My legs tremble and my mind reels.
Surely the Mighty One is stronger.
this sorrow will not bear Him down.
My eyes tire of all their tears,
for who can hear the cry of the wicked?
The one who has refused to see
the angry countenance of their God.
The have turned from acknowledging their debt,
From the One who has given them life.
What is their portion, save darkness?
Confined to the cell called despair?
No relief from loneliness is there
and wisdom turns to rend them.
The innocent will not remember these
the ones who sought to devour them.
None can deliver them from distress.
They have chosen to be cut off.
Might I be the one to speak?
To ask that mercy and compassion
place obstacles to halt the rush?

This Present Darkness: A Meditation

My mind has been pondering the puzzle of suffering and poverty specifically as applies to those who belong to You. I've had the persistent belief that the children of the King deserve only the best (So true!): That if You truly cared, we would never have to feel pain.

In this educational time that most call life, we are given opportunity to act on our theories; To research our faith. I believe You wish us to understand what it was that destroyed Your child Lucifer. Your give us the chance to choose, and to help us there are our perceptions of our experiences. We can choose the emptiness of power and material things or Your love. You want us to witness and experience the consequences of what evil has wrought and cry out for more! Your desire is for us to choose what is of more value rather than this physical world. To come to know You and having Your glory developed in us is a treasure beyond words or price.

Our sacrifices are temporary. All we give to You is compounded till we see You face to face. Tears now bring everlasting joy later.

Finding Identity as.......

In submission
I become
not less
but more.
Prostrated,
I am
exalted.
Created as
a conduit of:
Your mercy
Your compassion
Your love.
In humility
I find
my calling.
Limned in light
Your radiance
shines out.
Effective now,
Your servant!