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Works of Grace

 It really doesn’t matter what happens
 Whether good or bad
 Whether the enemy attacks of stands back
 Whether I stand or fall
 Whether I abide in the shelter of His wings
 Or walk on my own path alone
 It really doesn’t matter if I’m happy or sad
 If I’m blessed or in need
 If I’m energized or tired
 If I can clearly see the future 
 Or if I have no hope
 None of these things should determine
 If I give Him thanks
  
 Thanks is due the Lord at all times
 In every situation
 In every trial
 In every test
 In every hour of every day
 Because He is righteous
 He is worthy
 He is God in heaven
 No matter what happens on this earth
 He never changes
 His love always remains
 His compassion is from generation to generation
 His mercy can grace surround us
 Like a fortress and a refuge
 For all  he has already done
 Not for what is happening now
 I must give Him thanks
  
 Give Him thanks with the fruit of my lips
 Give Him thanks by my actions
 By working out my salvation
 By showing mercy to others
 By being full of grace and forgiveness
 My thanks is not just words of praise
 But works of grace
 Feeding the hungry
 Quenching the thirty
 Brining peace to the troubled
 And joy to the sorrowful
 I thank Him by spreading His love
 By sowing seeds of faith
 By sharing the Gospel
  
  
 Thanks is not an attitude
 It is gratitude
 Thanks is not a reaction
 It is an action
 Thanks is not just words
 But deeds
 Thanks is abiding in Him
 Thanks is making disciples
 Thanks is preaching the word
 Thanks is being in season and out of season
 Thanks should inhabit our lives
 Overflowing so others will see
 Not just hear
  
 Today
 This hour
 This minute
 Give thanks
 Give thanks to the Lord for all He has done
 For this great creation
 For the future He has for you
 For the joy that is set before you
 Thanks for your friends’
 Thanks for your enemies
 Thanks for your good times
 Thanks for your trials
 Thanks for His great compassion on you
 No matter what comes
 Or what doesn’t come
 Give thanks 

My Part

 I often sit and wonder,
 In my quiet little place –
 If this love will last forever,
 And a smile comes on my face.
  
 Again, this is so different – 
 The feelings are immense,
 My first life has been spent
 Without question of expense.
  
 I can feel his love so deeply
 In my heart throughout the day,
 And I know that I will always be
 Walking in his Holy way.
  
 And I truly thank you Lord of all
 For the love you bring within;
 I have heard your true and Holy call,
 I will never turn again.
  
 You fill my life with joy
 In a world where I was lost,
 I no longer feel that I’m a boy – 
 I’m a man; I’ve paid the cost.
  
 Now Jesus lives within me,
 And a love does fill my heart
 That I wish to share with all of you
 To fulfill my rightful part. 

(Note: This poem was written back in 2002 and never posted.  The Lord led me to this today and said to post it for you.)  

Tell Them of His Love

  Tell them of His mercy
 Tell them of His grace
 Tell them of His love that on the cross displayed
 Tell them of His peace
 That calms the raging storm
 Tell them about Jesus and all that he has done
  
 Tell them of His words
 Tell them of His joy
 Tell them of forgiveness that was spoken long ago
 Tell them of His healing
 From every ill or pain
 Tell them He has promised that He will come again
  
 Tell them all the lessons
 He spoke as He was led
 Tell them of the feast He prepared from fish and bread
 Tell them of His passion
 Tell them of His death
 Tell them that he cared for them until His dying breath
  
 Tell them of the thorns
 Tell them of the stripes
 Tell them of the agony our sin caused Him inside
 Tell them that he bore our sins
 And cast them far away
 Tell them He is with them every single day
   

The Voice of My Heart

 What does it matter Lord?  Why am I here?
 What is my purpose Lord?  Please make it clear.
 I’m praying daily and hoping you hear
 The voice of my heart cries out.
  
 What does it mean that I write these words?
 What is your will for the thoughts of this verse?
 I try to listen.  Each day I am yours
 The voice of my heart cries out.
  
 Hearing your voice means more to me
 Than what I should smell or what I should eat.
 Whenever I hear your voice start to speak
 I sit down and write your words
  
 I pray that these words will bring comfort to all
 No matter how big.  No matter how small,
 That these words my keep them from having a fall
 Drawing them closer to you
  
 So I end this verse by giving you praise
 I lift up my voice and my heart is raised
 Jesus I worship your wonderful name
 The voice of my heart cries out
  
 I try to explain to people that I don’t just write poetry to have something to do.  I don’t write it because I have something to say.  I don’t write it because it’s a passion of mine.  I have written poetry since I was in high school.  It has been something inside me for over 50 years.   Then it was my thoughts, my imagination, my words.  It became like a journal of the struggles I was having in my youth.  I wish I had keep them all, but I did not.
  
 Now it is different because I write what the Lord dictates to me.  Usually it starts with a word, or a line, or a whole stanza.  When I hear it, I sit down and start typing and don’t stop until he stops talking.  It may sound like my lament, or my questions, but I think God has a bigger purpose in each one of these psalms.  All I am is a vessel.  That is why I am here.
  
 2 Timothy 2:20-21 King James Version
  
 20 But in a great house there are not only vessels of gold and of silver, but also of wood and of earth; and some to honour, and some to dishonour.
 21 If a man therefore purge himself from these, he shall be a vessel unto honour, sanctified, and meet for the master's use, and prepared unto every good work.
  
   

Will You?

Will you walk with me today?
Will you talk with me today?
Will you listen and hear the words I will speak?
Will you spend just a moment with me?
 
Will you pray for a friend today?
Will you help out a stranger in need?
Will you speak words of faith to a soul who’s in doubt?
Will you be what I want you to be?
 
I have given you this day
Every minute is a gift of grace
I pray you don’t waste it
But please make the most of it
Follow my will today
 
Will you walk in my way, not yours?
Will you speak my words, not yours?
Will you take all your thoughts captive to me?
Will you truly be set free?
 
Every breath you breathe is from me
Everything you see is from me
Make the most of this day by being a friend
Finding and meeting their needs
 
I truly believe that every day God gives us opportunity to minister to someone, and often we don’t recognize that opening when it comes.  When a person starts talking to you and tells you that there is a problem in their life, do you take time right then and there to pray?  I have a habit of saying that I will pray for them ,but don’t always take the time to pray while I am with them.  While Jesus was on this earth, the bible is very clear that He prayed for everyone that came to Him, and they were all healed.  Now, I am obviously not Jesus, but I believe if I walked in this kind of faith, more people would see the healing power of God.  Not because I am praying, but because I extended faith to them so they could believe.
 
The most precious gift we have is our time!  We must utilize it more for Him and less for ourselves.  We all have daily tasks that take up precious minutes in our day.  But taking a minute or two to pray with someone at the time we are with them should be a  flexibility we will have.  May we all take this precious gift and share it with others.  We can change the world one person at a time!
 
James 5:16b King James Version
The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.

You Are My Desire

You are my desire
My soul longs after you
Every day in every way
You fill me through and through

You are my desire
My heart is in your hands
There is no greater purpose
Than walking in your plan

You are my desire
Your joy awakens me
I never have to worry
About my destiny

You are my desire
Your grace delivers me
I never have been worthy
Of the mercy shown to me

You are my desire
Your peace calms every storm
I rest in great assurance
That I am in your arms

You are my desire
You make all thing new
Your love is everlasting
I give my life to you

Before I came top know Jesus I had desires that were of this world. Drugs, alcohol, sex, power, riches and all kinds of worldly things were the longings of my heart. The defined me in my own imagination and nothing could change me because I really did not want to change, at least on the surface. But deep down inside, where the soul and spirit of a man lay, I was in turmoil. Je knew the lifestyle I was living was not sustainable. I knew one day it would kill me.

But I died a different death than expected. When I met Jesus, that man that I was started to fade away, to die out. That old man and all of it’s desires became my history instead of my present moments. I found myself with a new desire, something much bigger and greater then heaping things upon myself. Jesus was now the source of my purpose in life. He came in and dispelled of the old man and gave me new desires. Now I longed for love, peace, joy, hope, patience, faith and all those godly virtues. And my deepest desire was to praise Him, the one I used to curse. What a change in my life. What a wondrous love He has for me!

Psalm 37:4 King James Version
Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart

I Love the Light

I love the light that shines on me
It helps my eyes to plainly see
God’s creation given to me
I love the light that shines on me

I love the light that shines in me
Revealing things that hinder me
Dispelling dark and setting free
I love the light that shines in me

I love the light that shines through me
Showing the way so others see
The love of God can set them free
I love the light that shines through me

Is God’s great light alive in you
Does His abiding love shine through
Give Him your all and His will do
Make sure His light shines bright in you

The Cross is All I See

My neighbor built a rock garden
With a fountain flowing free
Some birdhouses hung above the rocks
On a pole that had a tee
A light was hoisted high
To shine for all to see
And when I looked upon it
The cross is all I see

As I travel ‘round for business
The landscape is so vast
I look out on the countryside
As long as sunlight lasts
Spread all along the roadside
Are wires dangling free
From poles with arms attached
The cross is all I see

What a wondrous gift God gave us
In an old rugged cross
A symbol of God’s grace and love for me
I travel through my neighborhood
And all around the state
Seems everywhere the cross is there to see

Open your eyes to see the cross
Each day you go outside
It’s their in all its beauty
The cross will never hide
And when you meet a friend
Tell Him of God’s great love
Tell Him about the cross you see
Gods great gift from above