Oh My Wonderful Lord!

When I kneel and close my eyes to pray,

In the morning, the beginning of each new day.

I am a supplicant, thirsty for Thy living water.

Ready to sup nourishment as a loving daughter.

Thy Spirit falls on me as I praise Your name.

With joy my heart sings,; I am never the same..

You send Your word to savour, filling my mind.

Promises You gave us, my God You are so kind!

Names of the needy You always send my way.

And their needs, not always known, but I pray.

You know their needs, and I trust Your way.

My responsibility is to perceive how to pray.

I thank You for the lessons I have learned.

You gave me new life, one that was not earned.

I rise up refreshed ready to face each new day

You gave me new life, one that was not earned.

I think of Calvary where You paid the price.

I will praise You forever, my living Christ.

I never like to miss the times that I pray.

When I read Your word, I do not stray.

It is food for my soul and strengthens me.

So I can become who You want me to be.

Oh, my wonderful Lord!

Tread Softly

Tread softly as you walk through this coming year.

New days mark easily leaving ones direction unclear.

To walk into a future without Christ is a fearful thing,

I would not want to risk His guidance for anything.

Wayward decisions leave marks so hard to erase

Then shame draws you away from His loving face.

‘Tis better to start the New Year as you mean to go on,

Putting God’s word first, and trusting in His Son.

Hand in hand you can then face the coming year.

Come wind or storm face challenges without fear.

It is so secure to know that what e'er you face

Nothing will defeat you with God’s amazing grace!

Ephesians 2:6-9 “And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. For it is by grace you have been saved through faith - and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God - not of works, so that no one can boast.”   NIV

My Letter to Satan

Away, away, away with Thee,

O Devil, thou worker of iniquity!

You, who desires my soul for hell.

My Saviour always protects me well.

To those who hear what God says.

You try to work in devious ways

So that you can take the seeds away.

The ones that God has sown to stay

Deep within the heart of new believers.

When trouble comes you joyfully know.

You choke the Word so it cannot grow.

And some give up the fight with you.

Flee from me, I have power given to me.

I command you to depart, Christ set me free.

Christ’s blood shed on Calvary is my power.

I can command you to depart this very hour.

I am Christ's, bought with great power.

You will never choke my faith and devour.

The roots that run deep within my heart.

For I will never lose my faith and depart.

I know you are deceitful and untruthful.

What you want is our children youthful.

But with God’s guidance we‘ll protect

And Christ will watch and a wall erect.

The Good Book

Set forth in yonder precious book,

Its cover worn, its pages turned.

Ensconced on the shelf in reverence

Is written advice to suffice a man

‘Til his way he sees clear to heaven.

It tells of selfish pride and lust,

And sins that grow like leaven.

It warns of pitfalls ahead of you,

Each prayer of protection is given,

Alas the book is useless if unopened!

It can sit on that shelf dusted bare.

God’s word is to you a free repast,

Set out for all to digest and grow.

Reach out and open its pages wise

And learn God’s plan of Salvation.

Amen

Who Took Over Our Christmas?

“Peace on earth, Good Will to Men” the music plays.

While the Christian sees the crowds and prays.

Shopping and buying seems to be the big pastime.

And patience is forgotten as people stand in line.

Where is Our Christ in all this buying rush?

People want to buy and to be able to do so they push.

Manners are forgotten along with Our God.

Christ’s birth is celebrating our love of this season.

We as a Country have strayed far from the way;

Founded on Godly principles many do not even pray.

Santa takes pride of place in each and every store

And a small box at the side of the door is for the poor.

Looking back to the days when our parents were young.

One gift was fine and in the evening Carols were sung.

Now it is the computer, Ipod, Chat Lines, and Phones.

Our family is fractured and we fear for our homes.

We need to grab on to the new Conspiracy plan.

Refuse to submit to Satan, for we know that we can.

Remember, it is God who is in charge of our plans.

And we can place pride of place back in His hands.

Christmas Rush

Rushing and pushing from home to work,

But there is one thing you must not shirk

Stopping to take time out of your busy day

To draw close to God and take time to pray.

Forget all the things that need to be done.

And worship, lifting praise to God’s Son.

Our Christian world has become a race in time.

Sometimes as Christians we need a STOP sign.

Our priorities become jumbled, we need to decide

If we’re too busy for Christ we’ll surely backslide.

The Spirit will call you to take time to pray,

But if you keep ignoring Him each busy day

Soon His voice is quiet and you are in a place

Where you are ashamed to look upon His face.

Don’t let the rush of shopping be all the worth.

Happier you will be focusing on Christ’s Birth.

My Deliverer

You Oh Lord art my deliverer from the dangers I face.

And it is only by the protection of Thy amazing grace.

You Oh Lord art called Comforter and I truly know,

For when troubles beset me, to You I will always go.

My Advocate who speaks for me when I know not how to pray.

Thou knowest all my needs,”My deliver” I always say.

Wonderful Counselor, my refuge from whence I come.

I am asking only that Thy will in my life will be done..

                           Amen