Hands


May the richness of this world burn against me should I desire it.  May He strike these things from my hand.  I am His.  His rod is comfort, for it is life. Sovereign Father, by your grace which is your lovely Son, you fill my hands with purpose; till your perfect work is done. By … Continue reading →

Testify


With threats they poise to tear.   But they are only chaotic noise.  Do not fear them. Their filthy hands cannot reach to what is good.  God is good.  We are the children of promise.  They perceive us as but flesh.  They do not know our God nor the strength of His might among us.  Therefore … Continue reading →

Feed me!


If the fish aren’t biting there’s no sense blaming the fish.  They’re just not hungry. If people don’t respond well to the gospel there’s no sense in blaming them.  They’re just not hungry. But take away their favored diet and they’ll get to chompin. By His Grace

Mystery unveiled


You set the Sun in its place. You carved the moon from outer space. You placed the trees upon dry land. Gave birth to fishes with your hands. The stars appear just where they are. And glimmering dew like jewels from afar. You dressed this place from Earth to sky. And all of this so … Continue reading →

Only sissies rub it


It was his time.  They had come to take him home.  He invited them in for supper and to spend the night.  Before the meal he stood to pray.  His communion with the Lord was so exquisite that those who came to take him home wept. He appeared before the doorway to his home.  A … Continue reading →

He is there


To mention something desperately important.  They sang in prison because they were where God intended them to be.  He was there with them.  He was crucified upside down.  His love for God drove him there.  And the Lord was with him.  They lived their lives in obscurity, shame, wracked with pain, utterly vacated by friends, … Continue reading →