The Road Continues.....

This journey of mine,

Started many years ago!

I began as a true blank page,

Very little did I know?

Along the way, I’ve traveled,

Hills high, and valleys deep!

I’ve saw mans very best,

And I’ve saw things to make you weep.

But the road continues on,

To places I’ve never gone.

Traveling all the while,

But never traveling alone.

This journey calls all men,

Not just some celebrated few.

For the honor is not the journey,

Rather the honor is…

 In whom we are called to!

Should one of us pass,

Before we meet on this blue ball.

I'll see you on the other side,

But until then let us answer our call.

So travel on fellow travelers,

Though here our paths may not cross.

You see, God sent you one direction,

And me another.

But both to find the lost!

Shalom Fellow Traveler

While I Slept!

I got up this morning,

The sun was out.

Not a cloud in the sky,

Not even one roaming about.

I sat down and began,

To watch the morning news.

Millions were now missing,

Without a clue!

As I sat there, I thought back, 

To my days of Sunday School!

And the story of the Rapture,

But surely...that's just for a fool!

Could Jesus have returned,

Whilst I slept!

Noooo

There must be some other answer,

They just haven't discovered it yet!

As the day wore on,

The stories were all alike!

"They were standing right there,

Then they were gone from sight"!

Cemeteries everywhere were reporting,

Many graves were open wide!

With not one bone left,

Anywhere inside!

Then I thought back again,

To my days in Sunday School.

And as I sit here this moment!

Now I realize...

Who was the fool!

Get Aboard...(Last Call)

The sky's were clear,

As Noah stepped in the ark.

But...in just day's,

The sky's went dark!

The people saw them boarding,

And began to laugh them too scorn.

But...Noah knew,

There was coming a storm!

All those who mocked and laughed,

Had never seen it rain.

And for that reason,

Thought Noah...insane.

Could water really fall,

From the sky?

Enough...

That every person alive would die?

Noooooo....

He's just a silly old man!

He's been talking floods,

For generations in this land!

Not one drop of water,

Has ever fallen from the sky.

He's believed a hoax,

He's believed a lie!

Noah waited patiently, seven days,

With hopes for more.

But after seven day's,

GOD shut the door!

Water began pouring down,

But there was nowhere to go.

Then the springs of the earth bursted,

And began to flow!

What many had thought a fairytale,

Was now coming to pass!

The mocking and the laughing,

Had now...dried up fast!

It was to late,

To now get on board.

Judgement had came,

As promised by The Lord!

Will there be,

One more boarding call for you?

Or will many awaken one day,

To a fairytale too?

God...In A Box?

From the time of the Pharisee’s

Till present day.

Man has sought to define GOD,

By man’s own way!

But GOD has spoke for himself,

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,

Neither are your ways My ways.”

Is this a verse we have forgot?

To quote the Apostle Paul,

“Surely not.”

Does man see himself,

More shrewd than a fox?

And in his shrewdness,

Does he dare…

Put GOD in a box?

Put GOD Almighty, in a box?

No, no, my friend I think not!

The one fault of every great revival,

Man seems to have forgot?

For in those times that He visited,

 Many believers… they just stopped!

Stopped right there,

And built GOD a box!

We now call them Movements,

By name!

But it was God, who visited all,

Just never the same!

     Are we any different? 

Even today!

As we try to box in GOD,

Who…in His own Words,

Is indefinable in all His ways!

Perhaps like those before us,

we too have forgot.

That God was moving in those moments.

But its always we...

who choose to stop!

 

 

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.





Peace Be With You!

Do we face tribulation,

From time to time?

Test, troubles, and trials,
All do find!

But to the believer,
There's more to us,
 Than flesh and bone.
Inside of us,
We stand not alone.

“My peace I leave with you,

My peace I give unto you.”

Jesus very words,

“Peace Be With You!"

They who find Him,

Find also His peace.

In a world of turmoil,

He is their release.

As the fires of our life,

Rage, in its flame.

Peace is still found,

In just One Name!

As the waves of our oceans,

Cast us to and fro.

His peace is still upon us,

Regardless the throw!

Though the prisons of our life,

Sometimes find us locked in.

His peace is our pardon,

Given...from Him!

Peace not of this world,

Or of the things it can give.

Peace found only,

In He…that Lives!

They who find Him,

Find also His Peace.

But they who neglect Him,

Still await their release.

Shalom

Without Jesus...

Without Jesus,

sin would be king.

To rage and too rule,

over all living things.

Without Jesus,

there would be no mercy to find.

For Christ brought God's mercy,

to all mankind.

Without Jesus,

no hope could appear.

Just man all alone,

ruled by his fear.

Without Jesus,

no prayer could be heard.

For in whose name,

would we pray any word.

Without Jesus journey to Earth,

Earth could be,

 no longer where we dwell.

 For this placed I've described 

is a place called, hell.

Something... In the Air!

Something is coming...

Can you fell it in the air?

Can you sense it in your spirit?

Does it seem... like its everywhere?

The days as we've known them,

Are winding down.

But though the heathen may rage,

Yet...they can't hear a sound.

Yes there is something,

Electric in the air.

 A sense of foreboding, 

Not far from despair!

Just like John the Baptist,

Prepared the way!

The Spirit Himself,

Is warning these days.

A coming moment,

A climatic event.

A world changing order.

For all...

 Who refused to repent!

No...we're not cracking up,

Nor are we emotionally falling apart!

We're just sensing our flight,

About to embark!

Who Prays for the Lost?

“For the eyes of the Lord, are on the righteous.

and His ears are open to their prayer’s.”

1st Peter 3:12

When we know this promise,

That’s been given to the saints.

Should our prayers be more than wants,

More than listing…our complaints?

There’s a world outside our walls,

One many choose not to see.

One dyeing in it’s sin,

The way we used too be!

Sometime somewhere, someone,

Prayed for me and you.

When we were still outside those walls,
Lost, without a clue!

Someone stood in the gap,

For the lost, they didn’t even know!

Not because we were something special,

But because…they love Him so!

Have we forgotten, it’s hell that awaits,

 For those who know Him not.

Lord forgive us, of our wasted prayer’s,

And those we have forgot.

“The prayers of the righteous,

Availith much.”

For with our prayer’s,

It’s heaven that we touch!

A dyeing world awaits,

For all who will stand in the breach.

One hand holding to the lost,

 the other,
 touching heaven in it’s reach!