A Sheep Among Wolves

They led Him away bound with chains,
To the mob gathered by the High Priest,
The ones who the very night before,
Celebrated the Passover feast.

He faced off against His accusers alone,
For His friends had forsaken and fled,
The High Priest deemed Him deserving of death,
Long before any words had been said.

The leaders thought they were in control,
That by killing Christ they would soon win,
Blind to the fact that they were on trial,
And that they were condemned in their sin.

They angrily questioned Him and accused,
Claiming blasphemy, treason and lies,
While He spoke not a word to defend Himself,
For He knew He was pure in God’s eyes.

They cried out, “Are You the Son of God?”
Jesus said, “You say rightly I am.”
By those words He sealed His destiny,
Of becoming God’s sacrifice Lamb.

The God who created all mankind,
Chose to lay down His life to atone,
And endured the penalty for our sin,
So that we would not face death alone.

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A Sinner Like Me

Pushing this flesh into alignment,
guided by The Word most holy and pure,
I’m striving to learn principles
for a sanctified life to endure.

My Lord loves me without hesitation
and allowed a part of Himself to die.
He’s calling me homeward without reservation;
by His Spirit, to His side, I’ll eventually fly.photo-1445964047600-cdbdb873673d

Knowing I’m a child of His,
during trying times I find true encouragement.
I’m able to lean on His strength
while in search of heavenly ascent.

Stumbling forward with pained progress,
I’ve chosen to turn myself towards Thee.
On Your path, lit by spiritual Light, I’m hoping…
That You will still forgive… a sinner like me.

Drugged and Delivered

This is not just a poem, but a true life story of an anonymous sister who decided to share her story with the world.

I was once living in a world of drugs
Smoking and drinking not caring who I was
The devil had my life and a good hold on me
I was fighting a battle that I just couldn’t see

I smoked all day and I smoked all night
I prayed when I finished because I knew it wasn’t right
But soon as I got money I started again
Not realizing I was lost in sin

I still prayed to the Lord Jesus Christ
Praying that the Lord would change my life
My family turned their backs on me
My children’s dad he just let me be

So I stayed away doing my thing
Smoking and drinking every day the same
I lost everything that I ever had
My life started to look really bad

But one day the Lord had mercy on me
He answered my prayers and he set me free
I’m filled with the Holy Ghost and speaking in tongues
and now I have the power to make that dirty old devil run

Yet There Is Hope

Why do I love what I hate to do?
Why is there such strong attraction?
To that which wages war with my soul,
And would seek to cause death and destruction?
Why is there such a strong longing for,
The things that I know are so wrong?
My fight seems to be, without much relief,
In a world where I truly don’t belong.

Are there others out there, who feel the pull,
Of enticements the world throws their way?
Or am I the only weakened warrior,
The only sheep that has gone far astray.

I cry, beg and plead and I sense the deep need,
To stop the dark path that I’m treading,
If I were a surgeon, I would operate,
And cut out the cancerous spreading,
Oh wretched man that I am!
Who could ever save me, who has strayed so far from the path?
Still there is hope worth clinging to,
To be saved from God’s powerful wrath.

Could it be true, that God Himself,
Was subjected to that which we face?
That He suffered and died and was brought back to life,
To redeem us from sin’s every trace.

Oh, if it is true, what a glorious thought,
To be called the King’s own special friend.

To live with Him in sinless paradise,
And to know life that will never end.

There is a grand mystery in the great trinity,
A love that’s both fierce and all wise.

For when we are weak, then He is strong,
And blessings often come in disguise.

So if you ever feel like quitting the race,
Remember He’s there right beside you.

Quietly, lovingly cheering you on,
Your Champion just waiting to guide you.

Victory Through Suffering

Precious blood, so innocent, shed,
Crown of thorns forced upon His head,
Nails piercing, hands full of love,
His Father watching in pain from above.

Though love cannot stand,
The heinous scene,
By divine restraint,
He does not intervene.

Holy eyes behold,
More than heart can bear,
Holy ears hear,
The son’s cry of despair.

Such a cruel ordeal,
Does the old dragon dare
To flaunt his work,
And appear from his lair?
Yes in pride he appears,
And mocks through the crowd,
His spirit haughty,
Malicious and loud.

Sinless Man of Sorrows,
Well acquainted with grief,
Taunted by rulers,
And mocked by a thief.

His words are few,
His sacrifice great,
Seeking the lost,
In a world full of hate.

Victory cry, loud and clear,
The end has come, death is near,
Triumphant and confident, silence is broken,
Words of power, “It is finished!” are spoken.

His mission completed,
The journey is through,
But the story lives on,
It is faithful and true.

One And The Other

Both men received the same sentence,
Both would serve the same penalty,
One man would live in paradise,
The other too blinded to see.

One’s heart was stonily calloused,
His sins he refused to see,
The other fully acknowledging,
Why he’d been led to Mt. Calvary.

Dragging their crosses behind them,
Gave them time to reflect on their deeds,
One man defiant and hostile,
The other aware of his needs.

But along with the two walked another,
Sentenced to die that same day,
What did he do to justify,
Them treating Him in the same way?
When they’d reached the place called Golgotha,
One thief could no longer pretend,
As their bodies were raised on the crosses,
It was certain his life would soon end.

Both men had heard the stories,
Of this carpenter from Galilee,
Who raised the dead, gave sight to the blind,
And taught of God’s great mystery.

In one it stirred up a yearning,
Of hope that endures past the grave,
The other found only anger,
And a feeling of being betrayed.
One man joined in the mocking,
“If you’re God come and set us free!”

The other studied His countenance,
His poise and His calm dignity.
In the midst of the hatred and taunting,
Jesus spoke words beyond all belief,
“Father please forgive them,”
Not in anger but chocking back grief.

At the words one man’s heart had melted,
The other stayed hardened as stone,
One entered in eyes wide open,
The other in darkness alone.

The words gave one man confidence,
To ask of Him one grand request,
“Lord remember me in your kingdom,”
“I am weary and need peace and rest.”

In the midst of the pain and anquish,
While suffering for all of our vice,
With a look of love, He said to the thief,
“Today you will see paradise.”

Results And Actions

If one day you decide you want,
Something of your own.

You’ll have to do a little work,
Be like a dog after a bone.

Do not expect what you want,
To come knocking at your door.

No matter what it is you want,
You’ll have to dig you own hole.

Good things do not come to those that wait,
But come to those that do.

If you want it bad enough,
You’ll have to see it through.

So get up off your couch,
And decide your next action.

Make something happen for yourself,
And see results and feel satisfaction.

It Is Easy

By: Ella Wheeler Wilcox

It is easy to be pleasant
When life flows by like a song,
But the man worth while is the one who will smile,
When everything goes dead wrong.

For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with years,
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through the tears.

Don’t Find Fault

Pray don’t find fault with the man who limps
Or stumbles along the road,
Unless you have worn the shoes he wears
Or struggled beneath his load.

There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt,
Though hidden from view;
Or the burden he bears, placed on your back
Might cause you to stumble, too.

Don’t sneer at the man who’s down today,
Unless you have felt the blow
That caused his fall, or felt the shame
That only the fallen know.

You may be strong, but still the blows
That were his, if dealt to you
In the selfsame way at the very selfsame time
Might cause you to struggle, too.

Don’t be hard with the man who sins
Or pelt him with words or stones,
Unless you are sure, and doubly sure
That you have no sins of your own;
For, you know, perhaps, if the tempters voice
Should whisper soft to you
As it did to him when he went astray,
It would cause you to falter, too.

Stand Firm

If you quit today you will never win
Don’t be discouraged try again
Don’t let your obstacles bring you down
Stand firm, persist and hold your ground.
Perseverance is the key, it’s true
Don’t give up whatever you do
Believe in yourself you will not fail
You will find your dreams soon set sail.
Have confidence and you will see
Be the best you can be
Your attitude, is your state of mind
Being positive makes life so much more kind.

Your Problems

Poet: Kate Summers

There are times in our lives

When we are filled with strife

When the world seems against us

And we feel anything but blessed.

But when we stop and look

Or when we read about others in a book

We soon come to realize

That our problems can paralyze.

Problems can stop us from seeing the good

We look at the world and feel so misunderstood.

We need to back up and think

about a solution and the link.

We need to focus our thoughts and energy on

a solution we can implement before the next dawn.

Taking action and doing something

Is always better than just feeling the sting.

So don’t let your problems stop you

Don’t let your problems make you feel blue

Get up and get going

You will soon find your smile showing through!

Hours To Regret

If we fill our hours with regrets
over the failures of yesterday,
and with worries over the
problems of tomorrow,
we have no today in which to be thankful.

A Kindly Little Deed

I did a favor yesterday,
a kindly little deed.

Then I called all to the world
to stop and look and heed.

They stopped and looked and flattered me
in words I could not trust.

And when the world had gone away,
my good deed turned to dust.

A very tiny courtesy
I found to do today.

Twas quickly done with none to see,
and then I ran away.

For someone must have witnessed it,
For truly, I declare,
As I sped back the stony path,
Roses were blooming there!

You Have Today

Yesterday is gone
No since trying to get it back
What has been done is done
No since lamenting over it
You cannot change the things done.

Tomorrow may never come
No matter what your age
There are no guarantees you will see it
None of us knows what our future hold
Don’t live today waiting for tomorrow.

Today is a guarantee, you are living it
Make the most of it
Focus on solution to your problems
Find the good in the day
You have today!

Look On The Sunny Side

Why do we feel discouraged when thin aren’t going our way?

Why do we feel life is empty when sha have darkened our day?

God is still in His Heaven, He still watc o’er us with love,
We have only to accept His vast blessi given freely from above.

Why do we look on the dark side, inste finding the light?
Why do we complain when it’s raining never a word when it’s bright?
We never give thanks when things go smooth, and the pathway is clear,
It’s as easy to smile as it is to frown, an grief’s are lighter to bear.

Let us make it a rule to be cheerful, all long with a song,
Let us praise our God, for putting up w for ever so long;
He is patient and kind, none like Him c find,
Let’s give praise to His name, and put Satan behind.