A Stop in Time

Time continues,

As our days wind down.

Tick toc, time's very words, tick toc,

Time's only sound.

But time itself is on the clock,

For it too has an end.

For time had a birth,

On the day of man's sin.

The Angel will declare,

That time is no more.

As he puts one foot on the water,

And one on the shore.

Yes, time has an end,

Just like you and I.

And like all of us who are born,

One day, we die.

Time is not to be counted on forever,

Time is only for today.

Time runs just like the rivers,

Passing where we stand,

But always moving away.

Unlike us,

 Time has no soul,

Its simply the gatekeeper,

For the young and the old.

Make well of your time,

For you both shall pass.

Treat each day you're given,

As it were your last.

The Highest of Cost!!!

God’s recovery of man,

Was His highest of cost!

For through His Son,

He purchased the lost!

He came with the promise,

Of a new day.

And with a plan to recover,

All lost in their way!

He spoke of a Shepherd,

Who put all…aside!

To recover just one,

Back to His side.

The recovery of man,

Was His highest of cost.

As He covered our sin,

By way of the Cross!

You see…

To recover just you,

Yes…

He would’ve came!

Now for two thousand years,

He continues to cover,

All, 

 who call on His Name!

Jesus... Where Are You?

                                           

So, where is Jesus

when the mountains are tall?

When bad turns to worse,

and we feel abandoned by all?

Has The Lord thrown up His hands,

 and just walked off?

Are we alone in our struggle?

As the onlookers scoff.

Look back with me,

if you will.

To the center cross,

on Golgotha's hill.

His friends now scattered,

His Father withdrawn.

His adversary rejoicing,

as the crowd jeered on.

Mine and your sins,

 laid at His feet.

With a chance to come down,

He chose no retreat.

Does this sound like someone,

 who would abandon His own?

Turn His back on family,

as they battle alone.

So where is The Lord,

when the mountains are tall?

He's standing right behind us,

so we won't..... fall.





The Birth Pains Begin!



We in America always see

 God’s Blessings at hand!

For we are so blessed a nation

 Throughout the lands!

The world even envies our poor, 
We have so much!

But America's forgotten...
The One,

Who blessed us with such!

We’ve listened to fools,

Who cried, “worship whom you please!”

“And it’s not that important,

In whom you believe”!

Has America forgotten?

From whence she came!

Has she sold out her beliefs?

To cover her shame!

Must fire fall from heaven,

To get America’s attention?

What awaits a nation that takes pride,

 In new sins,
 As their own invention!

Must we see judgment?

Before we turn from our ways!

Or is political correctness our answer?

In the last days!

America, will we fall on our face?

 And repent of our sin!

Or have we reached that moment in Scripture

where the birth pains begin?

Mark 13:8

The Rescuer of Our Souls



Lost on an island,

just waiting to die.

 My days ran together,

as time passed me by.

No ship on the horizon,

no planes overhead.

 If they do ever find me,
 by then... I'll be dead.

Hope began fleeting,

in all my days lost.

Will no one come,
am I not worth the cost?

When mans days were at it's darkest,

and it appeared like no one would come.

Jesus stepped out of heaven

His mission,
 rescue all...not some.

No matter your island,

no matter its place.

You maybe lost in this world,

but you need not remain lost to His grace.

One rescued all,

from our sin and our shame.

The rescuer of our souls,

Jesus by name!

Finder of the lost,

and the rescuer of all men.

For all have been marooned,

hopeless by sin.

No one need remain,
A castaway anymore.

Your rescue is at hand,

His ship is ashore.

Saved or Deceived?

Saved or deceived,

which am I?

Living for God,

or living a lie.

Do I embrace the sins,

of my life before?

Or am I sold out,
 to God,

down too the core?

Do I really know,

I am born again?

Or is this just a mask,

to cover my sin?

Will God say welcome,

when my life is done?

Or depart from me,

you evil one?

These are the questions,
all believers ask themselves,
at one time or another.
For to judge ones own heart,
leaves no room,
for the judgment of others!

 

 

The Letter

In days of weakness,

When you've felt lost.

I remembered the day,

You came to the cross.

Bowing so reverent,

Before God's throne.

From that day forth,

You were never alone.

Oh, there have been times,

That you have strayed.

But My Spirit inside you,

Always has stayed.

The days you felt,

Covered in sin.

The day's you thought,

I'll never win.

Even the days you tied,

 My Hands.

Those days when you chose,
your ways,

and not My plans. 

The days you saw,

Loved ones die.

The days you cried,

Why, God why?

Though you didn't recognize me,
I was always there.
I longed for the moment,
That you'd find me in prayer.

You see I never stopped caring,

For you my child.

I just thought you should know,

Since...
 we haven't talked in a while.

Blessed Assurance



Blessed assurance,

Jesus is mine.

Says the words of a hymn,

from olden times.



Fire insurance is bought,

to protect from a blaze.

But their are many who buy, 

 never intending,
 to change their ways.

Blessed assurance is for all,

who wish one day, 
with God to dwell.

Fire insurance is for those,

who, 
just hope to miss hell?

Many have been told,

do as you did,
 do as you've done.

For all is now covered.

By God's Son.

But that won't line up,

with the things Jesus taught.

Somewhere along the way,

man seems to have forgot.

Doctrines of devils,

and tickling of ears.

Have drawn large crowds,

down through the years.

Blessed assurance,

is still for all who love Him.

Fire insurance,

is still,
 for all who love sin.

John 5:14

Forgiveness... Rules!

Forgiveness' origin,

comes high from above.

It comes from The One,

of mercy and love.

When Adam first sinned,

the devil thought he had won.

But God said forgiveness,

shall come through My Son.

So no matter,

the great size of your sin.

God says forgiveness,

is where it shall end.

If the forgiveness of God,

rules in your life.

There will be no time,

for bitterness and strife.

Forgiveness is something,

that always gives.

Though a heart be broken,

forgiveness still lives.

As Jesus forgave,

as man killed Him in strife.

No let us do...
 as He did,

and forgive in our life.