Don’t Drink the Kool-Aid

We hear politicians speaking of the things their going to do
Evangelists are harping if you give God blesses you
The world outside is screaming for a change that’s overdue
And they tell us to be careful at what we’re going to choose

I say don’t drink the kool-aid of these modern day prophets
There’s a better potion out there that has long been hard and set
This elixir isn’t an;s device or something made of late
It’s a drink that comes from God Himself void of any hate

The drink I speak of never stops to fill us if we drink
This living water doesn’t come from anybody’s sink
It comes straight from the throne above, and it will make you think
That the wisdom of this world is full of death and stink

Let’s gather round our bible’s folks and read the word of God
Let’s follow in His path and use His wisdom from above
Then we’ll have a chance to fill this world with His great love
Because when it comes to spreading love, His word will be enough

 

In response to the daily prompt Elixir

Out Of My Ways

When I’m full of myself
There’s no room for you, Lord
No room for wisdom, no room for joy
When I‘m full of myself
I can’t fill myself with you

When I’m lost in myself
There’s no way to get out
No path to take, no plan to tout
When I’m lost in myself
I can’t find my way to you

I want to fill myself with you
Filled with your word and your Spirit
I want to lose myself in you
Lost in your love
Peace from above
Lifting my praise to you

When I’m guiding myself
My path is obscure
Where I’ll end up isn’t sure
When I’m guiding myself
My path strays away from you

I want to follow in your ways
Keeping your word with my whole heart
I want to know you are my guide
Follow your plan
Holding your hand
Lifting my praise to you

Keep me out of myself and into you
Out of my ways all of my days
Out of my pride, in you I’ll hide
Only in you will my life abide

I want to fill myself with you
Filled with your word and your Spirit
I want to lose myself in you
Lost in your love
Peace from above
Lifting my praise to you

So They Might

You are the potter, I am the clay
Mold me and shape me after your way
Make me a witness to others today
So they might see you, I pray

You are the vine and I am a branch
Teach me, dear Lord,  to follow your plan
Help me to witness throughout this land
So they might feel your hand

You are the shepherd and I am your sheep
Guide me to all your commandments keep
Help me to reach out to others needs
So they might know the love they reap

You are the Master, I follow you
Hoping that, daily, your love will show through
And you’ll get the praise for all you do
The glory belongs to you

I’ll lift your praises up high every day
I’ll give you the glory in every way
That others will come to know and be saved
This I will fervently pray

Quiet Ruled The Nght

Sometime in the night
I heard Him call my name
Quietly whispering His sweet words to me
I waited for His words
Yearning for His voice
Hoping He would tell me what would be

But quiet ruled the night
He did not speak again
I tried to recall what my Lord had said
His whisper was so faint
And I was half awake
I wasn’t sure what words were in my head

I took up pen and paper
And started to write down
Hoping it would spark my memory
But once I got the story down
Of how He woke me up
There was no more to write that I could see

I realized I’d missed it
I waited much to long
To write the words my Lord had said too me
I pondered getting up
To write what He had said
And once I took the pen the words did flee

A sadness filled my heart
As I lay back down to sleep
I knew that I had missed His word this time
I promise Him the next time
He starts to speak to me
I’ll quickly rise and write down every line.

If you’re awakened in the night
By the still small voice of God
Make sure you have a pen and paper near
You never know what He may say
Or what words will speak to you
Just open up your heart and lend an ear

Don’t Wiggle!

First, I start to giggle
Then there is wiggle
As I see this word today to prompt us all
My belly starts to jiggle
As I start that silly giggle
Like a bowl of jello ready to devour

But as I give it thought
I realize it’s not
Such a funny word to laugh about
There’s one place I can’t jiggle
Or give a little wiggle
In the word of God I must be stout

You see there is no doubt
What Jesus was about
Love and mercy were His stock in trade
If we’re to follow Him
Then love for all must win
Our wiggling and jiggling must fade

 

 

 

In response to the daily prompt Jiggle