“Thou art my hiding place!”

When trouble comes my way,
You are my hope and stay.
When the winds of adversity blow near,
You are He in whom I have no fear.
When I am dazed, lost, or confused,
You and hope in Your Word will see me through.

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“Beauty For Ashes!”

Messed up.
Tore up.
Jacked up.
Crazy!
 
Upside down.
Turned around.
Mind blown.
Thoughts, hazy!
 
Life crashes.
Dreams smashes.
Walls cave.
Crumbled messes!
 
Hope gone.
Pressure on.
What now?
Lord blesses!
 
Picked up.
Restored again.
Enemies –
God smashes!
 
Joy back.
Despair sacked.
Exchanged now,
Beauty for ashes!

“To give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness…,” Isaiah 61:3

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“FRAGILE!”

 

Handle with care I wish I could post,
a stick it note to remind of what matters the most.

Distractions, directions unprofitable and robbing;
relentless in their unfocused pulling and prodding.

But my days are few upon this earth,
to make an impact of valued worth.

The reins have to be taken back;
no longer the less valuable plans to detract.

Focus, you only have one life to live.
Frail, is this only life to give.

Here today, and gone tomorrow;
let me cherish each one without resentment and sorrow.

Life is fragile and can break like a dam.
So, Lord teach me to measure my days, that I may know how frail I am.

To gain the worth of each day given.
This time on earth; this limited edition.

Invest in the works, the love and matters of the soul.
To fulfill His glory is our heavenly goal.

“LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am,” (Psalms 39:4).

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Father God, You are everything I need to sail through the storms of this life!

FATHER GOD, YOU ARE MY
ANCHOR, WHEN THE WAVES
ARE TOSSED AND THE WIND
BLOWS.

YOU ARE THE ONE WHO
STEADIES ME THROUGH ALL
OF LIFE’S HIGHS AND LIFE’S
LOWS.

YOU ARE THE ONE WHO
HOLDS ME THROUGH THE
BLUSTERY GALES.

IT IS IN YOU I PUT MY TRUST,
AND IN MY LIFE, WITH YOU,
I SAIL.

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“No Weapon!”

No weapon! It’s not hard to see,
Every one that’s formed, propelled against me.
It’s vanished, thrown into the dust.
It won’t prosper, in the Lord I trust.

I am fortified in the Holy Ghost.
Your condemning tongues falsify your boast.
Darts aimed, ready to take flight.
Target unreached, by His might.

Shielded in the heritage, I belong to the Lord.
Bought with a price I could not afford.
Redeemed and covered, renewed to excel.
All arrows and swords, He did dispel.

“No weapon formed against thee shall prosper; and every tongue that shall rise against thee in judgment thou shalt condemn.  This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and their righteousness is of me, saith the LORD,” Isaiah 54:17

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“Lead Me.”

Lead me to the cross where
I can lay my burden down.
Lead me to Him who will
never let me drown.

Lead me to the Rock
that is higher than I.
Lead me to the One who
bottles the tears I cry.

Lead me to Him who knows
all my cares and sorrow.
Who holds my future and
all of my tomorrows.

There, I find solace in
the grip of His embrace.
So, lead me where I can rest
from this exhausting race.

He’s my source and my shield;
my covenant and mercy.
Lead me to God, whom I love
to the bursting.

When life is overwhelming and
I don’t know what to do,
Lead me to Your arms, O Lord.
Lead me to You.

“From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” Psalm 61:2

Father God, we need You.  We cannot find the strength or wisdom on our own to properly care for the things and adversities we face.  But this we do know, You are our Rock.  You are the peace we find in the midst of all that overwhelms us.  Take us by the hand and lead us to You – our safe sanctuary, our hiding place, from all these storms that blow our way.  In the name of Jesus Christ, AMEN!

“The God Who Touches Me…”

 

The God who touches me is the God who loves me.
Saved, my sins He has thrown into the deep sea.

He carries my soul in His hand day by day.
He wraps His strength around me; my fortress, my stay.

He covers me in light that shields from the dark.
He is the armor that protects from all fiery darts.

He’s my Shepherd and the Lamb, who leads and sacrifice.
My safety; my salvation came at His high price.

The God who touches me cares beyond what we know.
His love on display is the grandest show.

In it we see eternity play out.
His best became our rest; no reason to doubt.

On His throne, He sits in heaven where we bow at the knee.
Never forsaking us, in His presence, till we are there home free.

The God who touches me, I reach out for Him too.
As the woman grabs His hem and is healed through and through.

To feel His virtue; His power; His love – it’s so real.
His Spirit overwhelms; on my heart is His seal.

Taking me to heights in heaven to know,
where for eternity I bask in His unimaginable glow.

 

 

 

 

 

“Speak Blessings!”

 

Whipping about, lashing and hateful
This small member’s language is often fateful.
For it strips and works to tear people down
Dropping their countenance to the ground.

How often have we participated in the mess,
When instead we could have used it to bless.
To encourage, to lift, to exalt another;
To enrich the lives of our Christian brother.

To hold, to love, to show what’s right,
Instead, we often use it to fight.
Wouldn’t it have been just as easy still
To bless according to God’s holy will?

To show favor over mocking disdain,
And love over inflicting pain.
To build and nurture a life within,
Instead of participating in this deadly sin.

Whose pride causes a boast of self,
Instead of nurturing to spiritual health.
Speak blessings and help a life to grow,
And you’ll reap the rewards from that life you did sow.

“Let your speech always be with grace. . .”  Colossians 4:6

 

God Knows Your Importance | Word For Life Says

God knows your importance even if others don’t.
God knows your importance if you, yourself won’t.
God values you completely, through and through.
In His sight, you are treasured for the who that is you.

All of creation, He spoke, each part was good.
But, when He looked at you, He saw everything that could…
Everything that could dream…
Everything that could love…
Everything that could hope to the end.
He saw everything that could, with potential from within.

An original creation, the beauty of His eye.
Someone who has His heart, that He was willing to die.
Your value can’t be measured by man’s purpose or plan.
Your value stands only by what says the great, “I AM!”

And, He says you are gifted and loved, cherished and held.
Please, know it’s your importance that makes His heart swell.
Swell, because He can see more than anyone can.
Plant your faith, YOU ARE IMPORTANT, in His heavenly plan.

“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.” Jeremiah 29:11

“Worship!”

 

Worship is how we honor God,
taking the mind off of self.
It’s the moving of the soul and spirit,
of His goodness and praises to tell.

Worship is how we lift Him up,
to the place where He belongs.
In worship, we close our eyes to the world
to sing our heavenly song.

Worship gives Him the glory
that is due His holy name.
With all the hosts of heaven enjoined,
in Him our salvation we claim.

Darkness and troubles try to trample it out
but my worship still remains.
Through rain and floods, and storms a gale
my worship is still the same.

Through trials and tests, pain and sorrows,
it causes my worship to grow.
Hard nights and long days,
praise in my life I do sow.

No matter what’s going on around you
God is still worthy to be praised.
With hearts bowed down and eyes closed
with my hands, do I raise.

Stepping into worship I empty my heart
of all my cares and woes.
For He is the One who brings me out.
Of this, I surely know.

Getting rid of all the strife,
in worship do I release.
Putting Him on a pedestal
as my whole, my centerpiece.

God is good and God is great,
in worship, that’s what we do.
By and by, life goes on.
But won’t you worship Him, too!

“Give unto the LORD the glory due His name,” Psalm 29:1