Thursday, November 21, 2013

standing at the cross

Filthy I come
Unashamed I receive
the sacrifice that rescued me at His feet
undeserved of His love,
raised to life through His blood.

Sought only to know and to be loved
Wretched sinner standing at the cross
with those who now realize their own loss

The unbelief of who they claimed my Jesus to be
opened eyes, He helped them see
Only one man, one GOD, one SAVIOR
could set them free.


Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Papercuts and Denny's

Ramblings from a few weeks ago...


Irritated by my empty stomach and lack of food to satisfy my most needed energy boost...I received a lovely and nasty paper cut at work. Not only was my brain completely starving for substance; maybe my heart more. For dinner, I consumed half a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos and a slim-jim. Not my ideal for a good meal.

Fast foward to a few hours after work where I spend every Tuesday night at either a Peet's or Denny's talking to dear friend about life and Jesus. I can tell you that my second attempt at dinner was not a good choice either...but none the less it was food. Although the food I consumed was not even close to satisfying that empty whole it just really did not taste all that good.

But, one thing that did stick, that did fill bit of the emptiness that I have been carrying around was the simple and profound subject of Jesus. Simple because His name alone brings immediate awareness of how much I need His grace. And profound because the name of Jesus has authority and power beyond belief. And the more we talked about Jesus, the more I wanted to talk about Jesus. And when arriving home I wanted to read about Jesus.

I have realized, that I have nothing to offer Jesus. I don't have a fancy feast on a beautifully decorated table waiting for Him. I am not prepared to receive His blessings or hear about His promises when I don't even open up my word.

Many times I tend to associate blessings with works...my thoughts are well if I read my bible than surely He will...He must bless me. It does not work like that. His blessings are for the taking and they are always available whether we see them or not. His blessings are not limited to our human nature to put God last on our list. Now although His blessings are always there, I do think that the measure can be different. When we do things that please the Lord and glorify Him, the blessing will be greater. But it should always point our hearts and eyes back to Jesus, that when we receive the blessings we are to bless Him in return.

Being a Christian for most of my life I can say that I don't think I will ever grasp the immense vast love He has for His creation. I can't repay Him in other way than giving Him my complete heart. For it wasn't really mine in the first place.

"Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the LORD that will stand."
Proverbs 19:21 


He is soooo worthy of our attention and hearts. He wants to know His creation and He wants to show you how much He loves you.


Sweet and Bitter

Sweet to my ears
Bitter to my heart
To know this love must first set apart 

To set apart those who's hope is in the Savior
To those who choose to call him their own
And ache for those who seek the treasures of fading suns
And idols that turn to dust

Men who read but do not listen
Men who see but who do not believe
Allowed destruction and freedom
Rest can't come to those you don't trust

Burdens carried far, some surrender
Others are in too deep to see that the broad path does not give life but rather leads to a deeper and darker
Place where emptiness and despair dwell 
to only realize that they no longer sense the light that was always by their side,
the light that kept them warm and safe and sure of no harm

Now they seek to feel it again
Lost in the battle of reality and the effects of sin
We are all trapped in a spiral of unknown
It just takes a step to admit that we are at fault
We have rejected
We have fallen

He has come to overcome
He has come to break the chains
He has come to bring light
He has come to win the fight

Sweet, To die
To live
To love
To be

He is
The payment
The hero
The victor of our souls who dashingly sought our retched selves to bring a peace only his son could fulfill
Oh Savior how Sweet



My take on Revelation 9