By the precious blood of Jesus, Like a lamb without blemish or spot, He redeemed us from our sinful ways, That the world and our selfishness taught. Though our sins be as scarlet and crimson, By His blood we are washed white as wool, His presence to cleanse and to heal us, His peace to… Continue reading Washed
He stepped off of His throne, So glorious above, For no other reason, But to shine forth His love. The angels in awe, Bending knee at the sight, Of the King of Creation, Robed in radiant light. But the splendor displayed, On His heavenly throne, Was eclipsed by the sight, Of humility shown. He walked… Continue reading The Trade
As Your blood flowed through Your human pores You endured it in order to make us Yours As the crown of thorns punctured Your regal head For our sin Your royal blood flowed crimson red As cold steel pierced sinless flesh and bone You endured it so we would not face death alone As Your… Continue reading A Poetry About The Royal Blood Shed
I’ve got a "full moon" migraine, they come as no surprise; They're bound to be repeated once a month. I think I have them conquered, I think I'm in control; And once again it's there before my eyes. It drives me to the darkness, a place of solitude; It draws away my every ounce of… Continue reading How To Cope
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will. When the road you're trudging seems all up hill. When the funds are low and the debts are high. And you want to smile, but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down a bit. Rest, if you must, but don't you quit. Life is… Continue reading A Winner Is A Dreamer Who Never Quits
Satan loves a lazy, lifeless church. He can just sit back and enjoy the show. But when the church is alive and thriving, he’s actively attempting to thwart God’s work. When a church is asleep And the slumber is deep The devil will leave it alone He is thrilled at the sight Of a comatose… Continue reading Sleep
Why can’t we as humans get along Why do we strive and fight Could it be deep down inside That something is just not right Why do we feel entitled Like life should treat us fair But who determines right and wrong To what do we compare Is there anyone in this broken world Who… Continue reading What Is Wrong With Humanity?
It's another Friday and the weekend is here. This piece is for the road. Hope you like it! I closed my eyes in what seemed like a dream, and opened them in another land. I saw trees that were perfect, the bluest sky, and many things I could not understand. I heard sounds that appeared… Continue reading The Best Is Yet To Come
How have you reacted to the murder of Jesus Christ? Did you laugh when you heard? Cry? Ignore? Or have you taken the chance that His death on the cross and subsequent resurrection affords you? Evilness, corruption and disarray, The world is full of it today. Yet He was loving, compassionate and filled with care,… Continue reading The New Chance: His Love
A question from a concerned reader. Love is never centered in the external things we do, but in the longing of the heart. The Pharisees read and memorized many books of the Scriptures, prayed long prayers, fasted two times a week, and strictly adhered to all of the religious requirements that they had been taught,… Continue reading How Can I Love Jesus More?
God forgive us when we leave your side When we hop on that haunting black ride. Only to hop right back off again Returning to you asking forgiveness of sin. It seems to be an ongoing routine There’s still filth in our life Lord and we want to be clean. However these are choices that… Continue reading Paradise Vs Pleasure
I’ve got my opinions as any other; Hopefully, I’ll be clear and you’ll understand that our silent words are useless – For the trees will willingly clap their hands. The one true God spoke into existence the birds, fishes, plants, mammals, Earth and all forms of life including . . . Humble beginnings of Mankind’s… Continue reading Silent Words Are Useless
This,is an example of a human life.. When and how it happen. But never knew why it did... Playing in the whiten pure snow, Feels free with no darkness and envy, Spins your body around with ease, No pain, No stress, Until the year of your age pass, The curiosity, The confusion, The smoke and… Continue reading The Fall In Each Person’s Life
God formed the first man From the dust, As an earthen vessel of clay, Then blew in his nostrils The breath of life, His image to set on display. As a Master Artist Shows his passion for life, On canvas, gold, silver or stone, So the Lord demonstrated His wisdom and love, By not leaving… Continue reading Dust And Destiny: A Reminder That We’re Here Is No Accident.