With as many excuses as we make in our life, we try to say we really weren't given a shot to do right. Maybe if we were given that shot we would do it, but... poor us... God has never given us the chance to serve him.
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If I could, I would
If I could, I would read your word
Lord each day,
but I’m tired and this morning
in bed I will stay.
If I could, I would pray
for souls other than me,
but I don’t pray that often
and when I do it’s for me.
If I could, I would tell
sinners of thy wealth,
but I’ve got too much to do
and I just think of myself.
If I could, I would stay
till the Lord tells me, “when,”
but I’m much too impatient
and I don’t feel like waitin’.
If I could, I would go
wherever you lead,
but I’m comfortable now
and I have what I need.
If I could, I would live
for you everyday,
but that’d take too much trying
and that’s just not for me.
If I could, I would stretch out
my arms and give all,
but you’re not that important
to heed to your call.
If I could, I would read.
If I could, I would pray.
If I could, I would heed to the call that you make.
If I could, I would tell.
If I could, I would wait.
If I could, I would go to the farthest state.
If I could, I would live.
If I could, I would give.
I make so many excuses cause’ I just don’t believe.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Ignorance of Evolution
If there is anything in this world that I have come to despise, yea, I truly loathe the thought of, is this whole idea that evolution is true, there is no God, and all Christians are just ignorant fools looking for a crutch. I, though a fool with a great cause, am not looking for a crutch. Jesus Christ is no crutch to me; he is a stretcher. It takes much more faith to believe a God created than nothing just became.
Another idea I have in mind in this poem is the concentrated effort by man to think that they can fix this world. May I suggest the reason for abortions, teen pregancy, murder, etc. is that man is teaching their students the religion of EVILution and wondering why they are acting in such animalistic manners. Maybe it is that they truly believe what is being expressed in the classroom. Could it be that they are really acting as the Bible has said they would when they reject God? Nah, couldn't be.
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The Ignorance of Evolution
We teach our children from whence they came
is alike to the monkey’s kin.
We tell them that embracing the whole
of life is the motive to live.
With fantasy, magic, and witchcraft, we say
there is nothing our minds cannot do,
and educate hard and you might change the course
of humanities ignorant few.
Wonders of science, falsely so called,
with theories made to be fact,
while Biblical truths, which never prov’n false,
are constantly being attacked.
“A God who created? one must be a fool,”
they say, “to believe such a lie”
as they stick up their nose at the heavens he made,
and think of the things they might find.
And think they have won, the decision is made,
the lie of this fake God is shown;
so go slink in your hole now, and wave the white flag
for it seems that our cover is blown.
We can’t teach how he made the heavens and man
when the majority is speaking it nay,
though God, filling all, says he alone is,
and those who reject, will kneel one day.
They do not fear God,
what a dire mistake to one who will bow at his feet;
I’d rather trust now, and know he is truth
then deny him and find hell for me.
He gave breath to those who strictly reserve
the use of their breath to blaspheme
the God of the way, the truth, and the life
their ignorance to them is unseen.
If teaching says, “apes you are from” then don’t be
surprised at the evidence you see,
your pupils doing such as you say that they are;
the banana doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Another idea I have in mind in this poem is the concentrated effort by man to think that they can fix this world. May I suggest the reason for abortions, teen pregancy, murder, etc. is that man is teaching their students the religion of EVILution and wondering why they are acting in such animalistic manners. Maybe it is that they truly believe what is being expressed in the classroom. Could it be that they are really acting as the Bible has said they would when they reject God? Nah, couldn't be.
Please enjoy...
The Ignorance of Evolution
We teach our children from whence they came
is alike to the monkey’s kin.
We tell them that embracing the whole
of life is the motive to live.
With fantasy, magic, and witchcraft, we say
there is nothing our minds cannot do,
and educate hard and you might change the course
of humanities ignorant few.
Wonders of science, falsely so called,
with theories made to be fact,
while Biblical truths, which never prov’n false,
are constantly being attacked.
“A God who created? one must be a fool,”
they say, “to believe such a lie”
as they stick up their nose at the heavens he made,
and think of the things they might find.
And think they have won, the decision is made,
the lie of this fake God is shown;
so go slink in your hole now, and wave the white flag
for it seems that our cover is blown.
We can’t teach how he made the heavens and man
when the majority is speaking it nay,
though God, filling all, says he alone is,
and those who reject, will kneel one day.
They do not fear God,
what a dire mistake to one who will bow at his feet;
I’d rather trust now, and know he is truth
then deny him and find hell for me.
He gave breath to those who strictly reserve
the use of their breath to blaspheme
the God of the way, the truth, and the life
their ignorance to them is unseen.
If teaching says, “apes you are from” then don’t be
surprised at the evidence you see,
your pupils doing such as you say that they are;
the banana doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Fireproof
It has been out for a while, I know, but Esther and I have finally just sat down and watched the movie, Fireproof. It's funny to me how I am the one turning away to cry while she giggles at me. What a wonder of the truth in that movie. Anger, insensitivity, and disrespect may often be thought of in our relationship, and it is completely from me. Even in the almost two years of being together, I have changed. I don't always treat her in any way to show that I do love her. She has worked hard to make our relationship work and to be a help to me. We both want to live for the Lord Jesus Christ, but so often my selfishness gets in the way.
When we watched that movie, I kept seeing how I want to give myself to her, to do more for her. Maybe I have been too afraid to show emotion, thinking she might find it effeminit. Sometimes seeing someone else in the light they have been trying to draw you to can be seen clearly when you see how wrong someone else is, though they are being portrayed through a movie with exaggerated characters. I hope what I feel now can be appropriated to her even more. I truly love my cutiepie.
When we watched that movie, I kept seeing how I want to give myself to her, to do more for her. Maybe I have been too afraid to show emotion, thinking she might find it effeminit. Sometimes seeing someone else in the light they have been trying to draw you to can be seen clearly when you see how wrong someone else is, though they are being portrayed through a movie with exaggerated characters. I hope what I feel now can be appropriated to her even more. I truly love my cutiepie.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
If You Only Knew My Jesus
I have a proposition for someone you should meet. His love is complete; where you fail, he will sustain; when you lie, his word proves that he cannot lie for it is impossible to do so. Maybe you have tried everything else, maybe you have tried to make your own way to heaven, but if you only knew my Jesus...
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If You Only Knew My Jesus
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see that He is real, when
He brings you joy that comes from prayer
that He’s given to His children.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’re life would be victorious.
Those sins that you’ve lived so long in
can flee by His name-glorious.
If you only knew my Jesus,
this one thing’d be true:
Temptations will still come along,
but He’d guide you right on through.
If you only knew my Jesus,
some things might be the same.
But by Christ’s power, I pray that those
be the things that bless His name.
If you only knew my Jesus,
the sweet times would be fun;
times spent in devotion
with the all-knowing Three-in-One.
If you only knew my Jesus,
obedience would be vital.
For talking to Him and listening close
will honor Him, and make your heart full.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see why I tell you,
and hide not in a bushel
what the Lord’s blessed me to do.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d know why I smile.
‘Cause since I’ve known my risen Lord
this world’s gone out of style.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see the curse of sin
has been taken all away,
and has been placed on Him.
If you only knew my Jesus,
this smile could be yours.
For you would have the peace to know
you’ll be walking Heaven’s shores.
If you only knew my Jesus,
I’ll keep on telling you
the joy, and peace, and power to know
that God’s Spirit’s inside you.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d find His comfort sweet.
For salvation comes to those who trust
In His work-it’s done-complete.
Please enjoy...
If You Only Knew My Jesus
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see that He is real, when
He brings you joy that comes from prayer
that He’s given to His children.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’re life would be victorious.
Those sins that you’ve lived so long in
can flee by His name-glorious.
If you only knew my Jesus,
this one thing’d be true:
Temptations will still come along,
but He’d guide you right on through.
If you only knew my Jesus,
some things might be the same.
But by Christ’s power, I pray that those
be the things that bless His name.
If you only knew my Jesus,
the sweet times would be fun;
times spent in devotion
with the all-knowing Three-in-One.
If you only knew my Jesus,
obedience would be vital.
For talking to Him and listening close
will honor Him, and make your heart full.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see why I tell you,
and hide not in a bushel
what the Lord’s blessed me to do.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d know why I smile.
‘Cause since I’ve known my risen Lord
this world’s gone out of style.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see the curse of sin
has been taken all away,
and has been placed on Him.
If you only knew my Jesus,
this smile could be yours.
For you would have the peace to know
you’ll be walking Heaven’s shores.
If you only knew my Jesus,
I’ll keep on telling you
the joy, and peace, and power to know
that God’s Spirit’s inside you.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d find His comfort sweet.
For salvation comes to those who trust
In His work-it’s done-complete.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
He Came...
It has been a while since I have last written on my blog. My apologies. I have been trying to write everyday, but it seems that my lack of writing at home has caused me to stay off of my blog. I claim no excuses. I will try to do better, honest :)
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He came…
Since long ago, it has not been
for one like it to show–
a star that brightened yonder sky
with it’s fantastic glow.
The shepherds just one night a year;
they’d lie not as the door,
but watch their sheep all through the night
t’was the eve the child was born.
He did not come with trumpets
or with seraph’s all around.
He did not come with jewels
or with kingly robe or crown.
This tiny child, this Savior, JESUS–
he came for all to see.
The baby Jesus came as with a shepherd’s company.
No thronging crowds, no joyful choirs
to stand, and cheer, and sing–
just a stable inn of lowly birth
t’was fit for this king.
You see the birth of Jesus came
much like his death, you know.
This Jesus, he was born to die
to shed his crimson flow.
The shepherds watched,
the people came
to tell glad tidings great.
But it’s not just his birth we cheer,
but his death we celebrate.
Please enjoy...
He came…
Since long ago, it has not been
for one like it to show–
a star that brightened yonder sky
with it’s fantastic glow.
The shepherds just one night a year;
they’d lie not as the door,
but watch their sheep all through the night
t’was the eve the child was born.
He did not come with trumpets
or with seraph’s all around.
He did not come with jewels
or with kingly robe or crown.
This tiny child, this Savior, JESUS–
he came for all to see.
The baby Jesus came as with a shepherd’s company.
No thronging crowds, no joyful choirs
to stand, and cheer, and sing–
just a stable inn of lowly birth
t’was fit for this king.
You see the birth of Jesus came
much like his death, you know.
This Jesus, he was born to die
to shed his crimson flow.
The shepherds watched,
the people came
to tell glad tidings great.
But it’s not just his birth we cheer,
but his death we celebrate.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
We Hold These Truths to be Self-evident
With the flying of the flag to show forth freedom in our great nation, with the lowering of it to commemorate the fallen, with the cry of swift words when the country is in need of leadership, with the speeches of great men, with all these we stand for our country.
America'a greatness was never before marked by it's grand displays of idolatry though as it is today. Today, we no longer call our nation a Christian nation, though many may still hold to the idea of going to heaven because they aren't from a heathen nation. Explain that one to me. You go because your nation, not you as an individual, stood for God and his word thousands of years ago? It's beyond me. Yet our country has always used famous quotes and lyrics to build up its courage to press on and win the glorious day, though I'm not sure we know what that day is anymore.
From our country's Declaration of Independence, we find the phrase, "we hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal." May I stray a bit from this idea, and run off on a tangent just a bit. Our country, full of different types of men and women, all not given the same opportunities, not given the same lot in life, have said that we would be a nation of peoples who live under God's rules. While we play our religious games, and toss our balls of works around, we try to appease God with that which he has forbidden. May we realize our frame, that we are but dust, repent before a holy God, and trust him as he has designed our lives to be lived. We certainly do hold something to be self-evident. Maybe this poem will spark a thought or two in your mind. Feel free to add a comment of something that may strike a cord in your heart.
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We Hold These Truths to be Self-Evident
We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created,
and God is no respecter of persons.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that we have removed this Creator from our schools,
and God will not hold men guiltless that take his name in vain.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that the Bible has been removed from our society,
and God holds his word above his name, and so should we.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that God made every man’s conscience to know him,
and men have chosen to expel him from their knowledge.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that God is true,
and by denying him his place in our lives, we are lying to everybody of this truth.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that the most important construct of every man
is that he is created, not that he is equal.
We hold these truths to be self-evident for the ones who kept the word of the Lord through hardship,
yet so soon do we forsake the way of the Lord and turn to idols in our ease.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that apart from God, man is vanity,
for that we need this God to exist, how then do we resist him?
We hold these truths to be self-evident because the heavens declare the glory of God,
making us to be without excuse.
America'a greatness was never before marked by it's grand displays of idolatry though as it is today. Today, we no longer call our nation a Christian nation, though many may still hold to the idea of going to heaven because they aren't from a heathen nation. Explain that one to me. You go because your nation, not you as an individual, stood for God and his word thousands of years ago? It's beyond me. Yet our country has always used famous quotes and lyrics to build up its courage to press on and win the glorious day, though I'm not sure we know what that day is anymore.
From our country's Declaration of Independence, we find the phrase, "we hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal." May I stray a bit from this idea, and run off on a tangent just a bit. Our country, full of different types of men and women, all not given the same opportunities, not given the same lot in life, have said that we would be a nation of peoples who live under God's rules. While we play our religious games, and toss our balls of works around, we try to appease God with that which he has forbidden. May we realize our frame, that we are but dust, repent before a holy God, and trust him as he has designed our lives to be lived. We certainly do hold something to be self-evident. Maybe this poem will spark a thought or two in your mind. Feel free to add a comment of something that may strike a cord in your heart.
Please enjoy...
We Hold These Truths to be Self-Evident
We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created,
and God is no respecter of persons.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that we have removed this Creator from our schools,
and God will not hold men guiltless that take his name in vain.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that the Bible has been removed from our society,
and God holds his word above his name, and so should we.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that God made every man’s conscience to know him,
and men have chosen to expel him from their knowledge.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that God is true,
and by denying him his place in our lives, we are lying to everybody of this truth.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that the most important construct of every man
is that he is created, not that he is equal.
We hold these truths to be self-evident for the ones who kept the word of the Lord through hardship,
yet so soon do we forsake the way of the Lord and turn to idols in our ease.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that apart from God, man is vanity,
for that we need this God to exist, how then do we resist him?
We hold these truths to be self-evident because the heavens declare the glory of God,
making us to be without excuse.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
The Potter's Ardor
Hope this one isn't too hard to understand. Go to Romans 9:20 where it says, "Nay but, O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus?" Add to that a verse like Isaiah 45:9 which says, "Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or thy work, He hath no hands?" This is the place I am coming from in this poem. God, as a potter, in a metaphorical sense, tries his children, tests his children, puts pressure on his children, not to hurt us or destroy us, but to strengthen us and cause us to trust his gentle hand.
The potter may need to put more water to a lump if it gets too stiff. When hardened before entering the fire, it can always be broken, crushed, and pressured with water to make it usable again. It is never a perfect lump, but it may be usable in God's hand.
The fire only tries the Christian. A life without trials and fire brings a soft, weak, fickle Christian who has not learned to follow the guiding touch from an All-knowing master. Imagine putting a soft vessel, not yet put to the fire, on your mantle. It would be quite strange, and certainly would not sustain any pressure put to it by unfriendly elements. I would much rather be tried, and go through temptations knowing God is faithful, and will not allow me to go through anything that will be too much for me to take when walking in the Spirit(II Corinthians 10:13-14). May I be transformed to the image of God and not the ways of this world (Romans 12:1-2).
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The Potter’s Ardor
He took to his wheel, and cast a mold.
What treasures soon would he unfold!
Not wasting but a single spec
He noticed not the waning threat.
For with the peddle flailing ‘bout
Accurate structure he would strive
To render wonder; tall and stout
Subject musings to contrive.
Every touch and every poke
Might mean the ending of the strand.
Trying with sensual touch to stroke
With honor and command.
Turning away, fighting with,
Sending forceful passive flakes;
Whatever the meaning of its wish
The potter soon will certain break.
Watering with the still intent
Of some consistency to be filled.
Turning, pressing, folding, bent
Never breaking though his will.
With long a warring and a fray
To come to the ardor of this crier
Will come desirable animate clay
Through the trying of the fire.
The potter may need to put more water to a lump if it gets too stiff. When hardened before entering the fire, it can always be broken, crushed, and pressured with water to make it usable again. It is never a perfect lump, but it may be usable in God's hand.
The fire only tries the Christian. A life without trials and fire brings a soft, weak, fickle Christian who has not learned to follow the guiding touch from an All-knowing master. Imagine putting a soft vessel, not yet put to the fire, on your mantle. It would be quite strange, and certainly would not sustain any pressure put to it by unfriendly elements. I would much rather be tried, and go through temptations knowing God is faithful, and will not allow me to go through anything that will be too much for me to take when walking in the Spirit(II Corinthians 10:13-14). May I be transformed to the image of God and not the ways of this world (Romans 12:1-2).
Please enjoy...
The Potter’s Ardor
He took to his wheel, and cast a mold.
What treasures soon would he unfold!
Not wasting but a single spec
He noticed not the waning threat.
For with the peddle flailing ‘bout
Accurate structure he would strive
To render wonder; tall and stout
Subject musings to contrive.
Every touch and every poke
Might mean the ending of the strand.
Trying with sensual touch to stroke
With honor and command.
Turning away, fighting with,
Sending forceful passive flakes;
Whatever the meaning of its wish
The potter soon will certain break.
Watering with the still intent
Of some consistency to be filled.
Turning, pressing, folding, bent
Never breaking though his will.
With long a warring and a fray
To come to the ardor of this crier
Will come desirable animate clay
Through the trying of the fire.
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