The Master Painter

I sit and watch

As sunset approaches

Scattered clouds above the western horizon

 

A ribbon of gold touches the bottom clouds

He spreads upward

Around the dark clouds

Bright and shimmering

Outlining and silhouetting

 

Suddenly a blaze of brilliant gold

Rays peek through

To touch a higher cloud with gold

 

Sun sinks deeper

Red starts to color he lower clouds

As Gold starts to relinquish its power

 

Red, orange, pink, yellow

An incessant palate

Changing minute to minute

Reaching across the sky

Until it reaches above me

Behind me

 

Then slowly the colors fade

From west to east

Into gray

As the last rays

Leave the clouds

 

Oh. What a thrill

To watch the Master painter

At work

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Passing Grades

Every day we face them

Tests to help us grow

Hopefully were ready

With what we need to know

Because passing grades define you

In the eyes of this old world

Each test will bring us closer

In the end we reach our goal.

 

More important then the testing

Is the subject we have picked

There’s one topic that we must pass

If we want to fully live

Four questions, answered right

Will a passing grade be given

Four questions that will change you

And ready you for heaven

 

Is Jesus Christ your Savior?

Have you asked Him to forgive?

Have you turned away from your sin?

Are you living to please him?

If you answered yes to all

Your salvation is assured

then you get the passing grade

And eternity in heaven

Will be your resting place

 

In response to the daily prompt Test

Is He Coming for You?

He’s coming soon.  He’s coming for me

Because I asked Jesus to save me

I bowed me head and made my plea

And that’s why Jesus is coming for me

 

When Jesus died so long ago

He died a death that all should know

Because on the cross He saved our souls

My sin has been washed white as snow

 

But there is something I must say

Ask forgiveness right this day

And then repent and turn away

And walk in His way every day

 

I must apply the blood of Christ

To all the old life left inside

And let His Spirit override

My past of loving fleshly life

 

And as I do He will transform

My life to His desired form

I’ll see a new and living swarm

Of God’s desire becomes my own

 

And then He can work out the plan

He had for me when He began

To transform me by His sweet hand

So I’ll become a Godly man

 

And as I live my life for Him

He promised I’ll forever live

In heaven, and I’ll walk with Him

For all of time His praises give

 

He’s coming soon.  He’s coming for me

Because I asked Jesus to save me

I bowed me head and made my plea

And that’s why Jesus is coming for me

 

Is He coming for you?

A Brand New Me

The Pharisees knew the law

And they all looked good

Dressed in holy garb

Prayer fully they stood

But Jesus looked inside of them

Beneath the pure facade

And saw the tomb that was inside

And told them it must fade

 

I was once a Pharisee

Everyone thought I had it good

But inside my mind and heart

I was full of bad, not good

But Jesus loved me so much

He came and rescued me

Cleaned me up and set me straight

Now I am a brand new me!

 

 

 

In response to the daily prompt Facade

There Are Times

There are times when I can hear Him
Whisper softly in my ear
And I listen so intently 
Yes, my Lord, I am here

 

There are times when I can feel Him
Reaching out to touch my pain
Warmth flows through His hand of mercy
And my hurt will not remain

 

There are times when I can sense His 
Holy Spirit by my side
He’s protecting me from danger
As His presence there abides

 

There are times I see His power
Working miracles for me
With amazing grace providing 
All that I will ever need

 

There are times His peace comes flowing 
Like a river over me
It is always overwhelming 
To be covered by His peace

 

There are times joy comes in bubbling 
Like a fountain in my soul
Even when my heart grows weary 
In His joy I can be whole

 

There are times His love surrounds me
With a presence oh so sweet
And I know that I must share it
With each person that I meet 

Fruit of the Spirit

His love is the life blood
That fills up my veins
It is through this great love
That His fruit remains

His joy overwhelms me
It’s unspeakable
My heart bubbles up
Like an overflowed well

His peace calms my thoughts
And drives out my fear
It passes my knowledge
And dries every tear

The patience He gives me
Through trials and tests
Helps me to witness
To all of the rest

The gentleness He gives
Softens my speech
It helps me to reach more
When others I teach

The goodness He puts in
My oft evil heart
Helps me touch others
Who may have it hard

The faith that He grows
By His marvelous word
Gives me the courage
To stand and be heard

His meekness brings awe
And humility
It beats down my pride
And helps me to see

And finally temperance
Keeps me in line
So I don’t indulge
Too much at a time

The fruit of the spirit
I love them so dear
They keep me in line
As I travel this earth

 

Are You Finished?

sowing-gospel-seeds

 

Are you finished telling me that you don’t want to hear

About the love of Jesus, the friend I love so dear?

How He died to take your place so that you won;t have to fear

Where you will up up for eternity?

 

Well, I’m sorry, but I really have to ignore your request

Because i am unfinished in showing how your blessed

So I will keep on planting seeds whenever I assess

That you need Jesus just as much as me

 

He died for you, and took your sin

He provided peace and joy within

And one day you can enter in

To heaven’s wondrous doors

 

So won’t you come to him today

And He will wipe your sin away

He’ll brighten up your darkest day

With His wondrous love

 

 

In response to the daily prompt Unfinished

The Songs of Heaven

Isaiah saw the seraphims

Flying ‘round the throne

In the year that King Uzziah died

They were shouting highest praise

As the flew with all their might

And the posts and doors moved as they cried

 

Holy, Holy, Holy

Is the Lord of hosts:

The whole earth is full of His glory

Holy, Holy, Holy

Is the Lord of hosts:

The whole earth is full of His glory

 

John saw four beasts in Heaven

Appear before the throne

The likes of which were clear for Him to see

One like a Lion, one a calf,

Then a man and last a flying eagle

Singing night and day these words of praise

 

Holy, holy, holy

Lord God Almighty

Which was, and is, and is to come

Holy, holy, holy

Lord God Almighty

Which was, and is, and is to come

 

I want to sing the songs of Heaven

Sing with all my heart

Praises to my Lord and King

And I will sing them while I live

Sing them loud for all to hear

He alone is worthy of the words I sing

 

John saw four and twenty seats

Gathered ‘round the throne

Four and twenty elders came along

Clothed in white they gathered

Crowns of gold upon their heads

They bowed before the throne and sang their song

 

Thou art worthy, oh Lord

To receive glory and honor and power;

For thou hast created all things,

And for thy pleasure they are and were created

 

Then he saw the four beasts gather

With the elders ‘round the throne

As the lamb of God appeared in majesty

They were looking for the one

Who could open up the book

And only He could bear the task, so they start to sing

 

Thou art worthy to take the book,

And to open the seals thereof:

For thou wast slain,

And hast redeemed us to God by thy blood

Out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation;

And hast made us unto our God kings and priests:

And we shall reign on the earth.

 

I want to sing the songs of Heaven

Sing with all my heart

Praises to my Lord and King

And I will sing them while I live

Sing them loud for all to hear

He alone is worthy of the words I sing

 

Then I saw the angels gather

With the beasts and elders there

Around the Lamb who sat upon the throne

And the number of them grew

Ten thousand times ten thousand

As they sang aloud the praises of my Lord

 

Worthy is the Lamb that was slain

To receive power, and riches, and wisdom,

And strength, and honor, and glory, and blessing.

 

And every creature up in heaven,

And here upon the earth,

And even those who dwell under the earth,

And all the creatures of the sea,

Lift up their voice on high,

Their praises to our Lord and King

 

Blessing, and honor, and glory, and power,

Be unto Him that sits upon the throne,

And unto the Lamb for ever and ever.

Blessing, and honor, and glory, and power,

Be unto Him that sits upon the throne,

And unto the Lamb for ever and ever

 

I want to sing the songs of Heaven

Sing with all my heart

Praises to my Lord and King

And I will sing them while I live

Sing them loud for all to hear

He alone is worthy of the words I sing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Isaiah 6:1-4, Revelation 4: 1-11, Revelation 5: 11-13

More Than Enough

My God is mercy
More than enough
To wipe away all of my sin
He gave His own Son
To die in my place
So I could have peace deep within

My God is grace
Amazing and True
He places His Spirit in me
Each day He guides me
Into His truth
As I grow to what I’m made to be

He’s more than enough

More than enough

More than enough for me

And when I lay down

To sleep, I have found

His peace washes over me

 

My God is love

Compassion abounds

He loved me before I knew Him

And each day he sends

This wonderful love

Into my heart once again

 

My God is holy

Purer than gold

His holiness Is what I yearn

He calls me to be

As holy as He

He is patient and kind as I learn

 

He’s more than enough

More than enough

More than enough for me

And when I lay down

To sleep, I have found

His peace washes over me

 

My God is faithful

Day after day

He’s always right there by my side

When I call on Him

He hears every word

And answers when it’s His time

 

All of these things

My God is to me

He says that’s how I ought to be

I must spread the word

Of my wonderful God

To all that He brings close to me

Lost

I long to be broken before my God

Poured out and empty inside

Because when I have lost all of myself

His spirit will transform my life

 

I long to be humbled by His patient hand

To lose all myself and my pride

Because when I have lost all me selfishness

His spirit will transform my life

 

I long to be lost

Lost to myself

Lost in His love divine

For when I am weak

He makes me strong

And I grow in Him every time.

 

I long to be led ever day just by Him

Not by my own selfish pride

Because when I yield up my will to His

His spirt will transform my life

 

He’ll carry me through every trial

He’ll lead me through every hard test

And then, in the end, I will know

He has always done what is best

 

I long to be lost

Lost to myself

Lost in His love divine

For when I am weak

He makes me strong

And I grow in Him every time.