Just Past the Bend

Pilate, stood willing, with mercy at hand. As he called to the crowd, "tell me, which man"? "Who shall die, who shall go free"? Barabbas or Jesus? Justice or Mercy? "Give us Barabbas", screamed the masses out loud. So a criminal was chosen, to represent the crowd. Pilate spoke again, "what of this King of the Jews? What with Him, will you have me to do"? Kill Him, crucify Him, roared the words of the crowd. Though Pilate was willing, justice...was not allowed. Mercy... not justice, spoke loudest that day. For mercy on sinners, is Jesus way! 

My past is checkered, My friend are few. God, I seek answers, Of what I should do. Can I find mercy? When I've shown none. Is there hope for me, For the things I have done? Is there peace for me? No matter my wealth. Is there really healing for my body, When in poor health? Does God love a man, Such as I? If I were God... I wouldn't even try. Is God so full of compassion and care? That He'd love a man, People can't bear. Forgive me God, I don't know how to pray. But these are the questions, I have this day. God, your book says, If I ask from my heart. You'll wipe away the slate, And I'll have clean start. Well God, This is all I know to say. But from now on, I'll follow your way. 

 He is… the cornerstone. He is… the bread of life. He is… the bright morning star. He is… the good shepherd. He is… the light of the world. He is… the only begotten. He is… The Word of GOD. He is… the lifter of my head. He is… the giver of my strength. He is… the purchaser of my peace. He is… the granter of my joy. He is… the healer of my body. He is… the rescuer of my soul. He is… the lamb of GOD. He is… the prince of peace.   He is… Alpha and Omega. (The Beginning and End)        He is… The King of kings.  He is... Lord of lords. He is… The Savior of All Mankind. He is… JESUS.

The words of the prophets, Have been spoken and heard. The time is now, To heed God's Word. From the time of Noah, To present day. Man has been charged, To change his way. Though evil and sinful, Describe mans heart. A way has been made, For a new start. Oh man of flesh, Cast aside your ways. Forgiveness is now offered, For all of your days. The choice is yours, And yours alone. But the day is fast arriving, When choice... is gone!

Let the rain of heaven, Come now and fall. For this ground so dry, Is beginning to call. Open your windows, And go out to the field. For though this lands been dry, It's preparing a yield. A harvest is coming, From this dry hard ground. Seeds once lost, Shall now be found. Rain is coming, Can you smell it in the air? For this rain that's coming, Is an answer to prayer. 

God, do You remember me? From  a few years back ? I was doing pretty good, as a Christian... as a matter of fact. I know... I said then, we would talk a lot more. I guess I haven't did much,  to improve our rapport. I kind of stopped reading, and praying each day. Before long I was back to my old sinful ways. In case You didn't notice, but the... sin found me. Every club that I went to, it just wouldn't let me be. So as You guessed, I finally gave in. Many times I wanted to call You, But I was too ashamed,  Because of my sin. I kept telling myself, well, God understands! He knows that I'm weak, I'm only a man. Someone finally told me, all Christians fall. They just don't stay down, because...  they know Who to call. I just thought my actions, were worse than most. Because mine began as good ,  then kinda bad...  then not even close. B...

Is there anything in life,  More feared than death! Even the forgotten and cast down, Still draw breath!  Do we fear death? For the sake of the unknown! Or is it simply the idea, That all leave alone! The Bible says, fear and punishment Go hand and hand! For all who reject, Christ,  The Son of Man! But for the Christian, Deaths legs are now lame! For as the Apostle Paul told Christians, “To die is gain!” Yes all our lives  Will cease one day! It seems so inconceivable to man, By their earthly ways! Many act as if, Death will never come! But let me assure you,  death visits all, Not just some! Most fear death,  Because they know not what awaits! Will it be hell? Or the pearly gates! Christians know! When their life ends! The time they have longed for, Finally begins! So grieve not for Christians, Who draw their last breath! For though death may have come!  With Jes...

 Man has always sought, extravagant things. Hoping for fulfillment, in the moments they bring. Some live to obtain, only material's, and wealth. These are not concerned, with their spiritual health. The wants of man, have always exceeded his needs. The same is true, for his words and his deeds. Man is still full,  of the lust of the eye. But all our earthly toys stay here, on the day that we die. Have you laid up treasures, where the thief doesn't roam? Or are they simply the things, that clutter your home? Do we build gods in the wilderness, made of our own gold? While we worship our works, and forsake our soul?

May The Spirit of The Lord, be our guide this day. May we hearken to His words, in all our ways. For He is the teacher, God has sent to the church. And the hearts of all men, He also does search. He is the Spirit of Evangelism, calling all from their sin. For only by The Spirit, does conviction  begin. He never speaks of himself, or what He can do. Rather only of Jesus, and His words are true. Without Him a word,  is just a word. But with Him, It becomes life that's heard. Without Him, We all walk alone. But with Him, He walks us home! We call to you,  this day Holy Spirit. Speak to us with words of any size! For even with foolishness, You confound the wise.

I was just a fisherman, by trade. By the work of my hands, my living was made. Until the day, I met a teacher of God's Word, These truths that He spoke, never had I heard. I thought Him to be, like a prophet of old. Little did I know, He was the Savior foretold. When He spoke, all gave an ear. He taught love and forgiveness, for all to hear. He taught that it is better, to give than receive. And that God rewards, those that believe. His Words were like water, that gave men life. Never conceded, never in strife. But for those who feared Him, with rage they did burn. With hearts so hard, refusing to turn. Then one night...  they came and they took Him, on the charge of a lie. Two days later, He was sentenced to die. Wrapped in grave clothes, and buried in a cave. We thought all was now lost, for all, He had gave.  All believed... they'd seen the last of Him. ...