Posts tagged ‘truth’

Thy Word

Thy Word
Trust is not a stand alone word,

But is accompanied by Faith;

Character and wisdom are too,

And often there is grace….
Sometimes it is difficult to accept

Words that are meant to help,

When all my emotions right now 

Want to hide me on a shelf.
But emotions can’t be trusted,

Trust is my best friend;

Along with faith and character…

Grace’ll help me win again.

What Shall You Then Say?

It is Saturday. The elections are over and so is Thanksgiving. I’m preparing to take an eschatology test on Tuesday. Eschatology is the study of the end times events.
My textbook states on page 35 of ‘eschatology: a study of things to come’-

“in the past God spoke… Through the prophets at many times and in various ways, but in these last days he has spoken to us by his Son, whom he appointed heir of all things, and through him he made the universe. The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word” (Hebrews 1:1-3) 
I must ask myself “How am I reflecting Christ?”
My textbook continues:
Do not let many details of end-time prophecy take your mind off your friendship and relationship with this incomparable Christ. He loves each of us so much that he left his glorious abode, came down to live as one of us, and To die that we might be set free from the bondage of sin. What a wonderful, wonderful Savior!”
I am pondering how blessed I am. Yet, so many times I’ve been so frustrated with my husband (i’m not going to name his mistakes). During those times I spent too much time and energy on being mad at him; for a time that fire consumed me, it blinded me of what I am truly blessed with-my husband loves me! I know there are things I do that he hates, but what does it truly matter? We both have our differences, and we are not God. It’s so perfect that I am not God because I judge, hate, and criticize far too quickly! Yet God, he loves me …. knowing my mistakes. He wants me to forgive quickly because, despite what I am fool to believe, life is very short! Besides, I may learn something through trying to understand my husband. 
How dare I try to think that I am better than my husband; that I can be furious with him because of a mistake! Am I perfect? No. I don’t have enough fingers to count my mistakes. Perhaps instead of adding mistakes, I should use my hands to hold my hubby, to hug him for loving me the way I am. Jesus did. He stretched out his arms because of love. It’s why he came to this earth. Not to teach us to take sides, to build walls and wage war. Jesus came to give us love. 
The same Savior who made a way for me, will one day come back for me. Will he find me full of hate and criticism, full of judgment? Or will I mirror the same love and forgiveness Christ has shown me?
So I must ask myself, if I can’t trust God to help me forgive my husband now whom God gave to me, how Can I expect God to help me through to the very End?
Will I be with those in anguish, weeping, and gnashing their teeth (Matthew 22:13) because I allowed my heart to be full of hate, jealousy and fear? Or will will I be able to rejoice in Heaven because I was victorious because I choose to mirror Christ (Revelation 21:7)?
Jesus, we need you!!

Oh, Pinions

Oh, Pinions!
I clipped my wings so I could fly;

Soar higher than before. 

My focus has moved to my wing’s length-

I’m stuck here on the floor.
My gaze weighs so heavy 

That it pulls unwanted thoughts in…

Moving me deeper in this cage;

My head’s beginning to swim!
I was meant to fly ; even past 

Intimidating Mountains that block the Sun.

So watch me now as I take the plunge;

Allowing my feathers to be undone-
For it’s not by my strength the wind carries me great distances through the sky;

Jesus remind me that You’re holding me

As You teach me how to fly.

Clock Is Ticking

Clock Is Ticking

Laying in the dark, collecting my thoughts-

Wondering what Tomorrow will hold;

The enemy tells me I’m worthless,

That I’m just growing old.

For a second I wonder ” is he right?  

  Look at this wrinkled flesh!

The world loves smooth skin, 

I’ll never pass that test.”

But then the Holy Spirit picks me up, 

Gently whispering my name,

Reminding me that He loves me;

Asks me not to play the game….

To my King I am so very beautiful

 through each and every season ;

He’s the God of All Truth-

I better start believing Him!

Question

I have a bit of writer’s block for the class I’m taking. I need to write a paper…. So I was wondering: what topics would you like to have addressed at church? 

Stethoscope

Your gentle eyes probe past my brain looking deep within my heart;

Listening for more than a beat…finding the pattern.

Charts reveal little.

My words are your map.

Documentation and scales show victory.

Truth in layers can cover the problem.

You will keep me on your watch.

 

Flooded With Excitement!!!

Looking forward to tonight 😀

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