Wednesday, April 14, 2010

INWARD CONTENT


Would you cross to the other side of the street

so as not to pass a brown house?

Shaking on the inside trying to go unnoticed,

like a cat-fearing mouse?


The color of one's house makes no determination

of who dwells inside;

Why do you think the beige or peach house better,

could it be your pride?


Could not the same Lord you serve

be content to dwell in there?

Or do you think He discriminates too,

tending to better the fair?


If we are but a spirit and when we die

we fly out of this tent,

Why consider what will be left behind,

rather than the inward content?
Photo by RT Norland

Friday, April 9, 2010

GIVING FOR LIVING


Excerpt from the poem: Giving for Living


...When you do good, you can't help to get good back,

When you give sacrificially you won't experience lack.

If there is something you really want or especially need,

Then that is the very thing you should be planting as a seed....


....When you give, it is not wrong to expect a return

You put money in the bank so interest can be earned.

There are biblical examples, here is the best one:

God wanted a family, so He gave us His Son....

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

I WAS...BUT GOD


I read my Poem "I Was But God" at this even above in the flyer last Saturday. Here is an excerpt from that poem.
... I was so far down, I would question why;
But it was so that God could lift me high.
I was barely hanging on, at the end of my rope,
Until I realized He gave me a future and a hope.
I tried to overcome by vain grasping at air,
But God told me He'd take every single care.
I was at my last penny in debt and broke,
But as I went to work, God took half my yoke.
I was wondering around in indecision,
But God led me on a path with laser precision.
I was hopeless and believed satan's lies,
But God gave me the Word, now I am wise.
I was standing on the ledge, toying with jumping,
But now the Living Water through my veins is pumping.
I thought there was no way I could clean up my mess,
But I hadn't consulted with the One who knew best...


Thursday, April 1, 2010

DO IT FOR JESUS


Excerpt from the Poem: DO IT FOR JESUS


...Loved by few, hated by many

Died for all, mercy in plenty


Puts up with insults from ungrateful dust

Has expectations for us to do more than trust

Wants us to spread His message throughout the land

Even in areas where the gospel is banned.


Now recruiting brave souls to sacrifice

Who believe in excellence not what'll suffice....
Photo by RT Norland, pix of Jim Barile