Sunday, September 28, 2014

Watching, Waiting

Watching, waiting for the Lord—
Needing words of truth and grace,
Needing mercy—life restored—
Hoping I’ll yet see his face.

Watching through the storms and blight…
When it’s darkest, hoping on,
Knowing there’s an end to night.
Night will end. He’s grace. He’s dawn.

With a single ray at first
Changing blackness into gray,
Pure and clean, his light will burst
Shining forth till all is day.

Christ is just, but he is kind.
Place your hope all in the Lord.
Trust him fully, and you’ll find
All you’ve lost can be restored.

I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, 
   and in his word I hope; 
my soul waits for the Lord 
   more than watchmen for the morning, 
   more than watchmen for the morning. 
(Psalm 130:5-6 ESV)

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Morning with the Lord

Morning's rising, dark departing.
Faith is rising, too.
We are prizing what You're starting.
You make all things new.

We abandon dreams of darkness.
They won't fit the light.
You are granting wakeful sharpness,
Leading in what's right.

"...For at one time you were darkness, but now you are light in the Lord.
Walk as children of light...."  
(Ephesians 5:8-9 ESV)

Saturday, September 13, 2014


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Earthly power won't suffice
To deliver us from hell.
Our own goodness, doubled twice,
Could not break the devil's spell.

Only Jesus Christ alone
Can erase our guilt, our blame.
In him God's own light has shone--
Life for all who trust his name.

Childish voices rise in praise
Singing with a joyful shout
To the ancient Lord of days.
Trust casts out all gloom, all doubt.

Lord, with simple hearts, we come
Needy to your ample grace.
All our boasting's now struck dumb.
Give us, please, the lowest place. 

"...Whoever would be first among you must be slave of all."
(Mark 10:44 ESV)

Sunday, September 07, 2014

In Your Image

You've made me in your image,
Shaped me in your likeness,
But not so all will see me
Bask in mighty self-ness.

You've made me in your image
So that all will see you
Shine in your own glory
Since you make the dead new.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation.
The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.

(2 Corinthians 5:17 ESV)

Sunday, August 31, 2014

The Glory of Eternity

The glory of eternity
Will not be like the things we see
And love so dearly here and now.
It's not just upgraded somehow.

The glory of eternity--
The greatest glory we may see--
Will not be relatives and kin
And won't just be the lack of sin.

The glory of eternity,
The best of all there'll be to see,
Will be to see the living God
And not be burned like bone-dry sod.

To see our savior face to face
And know the power of his grace--
To fellowship and eat and live
Where Christ himself will always live--

Ah, that's the prize to which we're called.
That's the greatest thing of all.
Yes, that's the greatest joy to see:
Christ's glory, for eternity.

Beloved, we are God's children now,
and what we will be has not yet appeared;
but we know that when he appears we shall be like him,
because we shall see him as he is.
(1 John 3:2 ESV)

In the essay I've linked to below, Evan Kneis includes this memorable paragraph:
If one does not have sight of Christ’s glory here on earth, they won’t have it after. Heaven isn’t a golf course, a big lake with an uncountable amount of fish, a football field, etc. It isn’t merely a family reunion or the absence of sin, evil, and suffering. Heaven is primarily where the glory of Christ dwells abundantly! And it is utterly satisfying (Ps. 16:11). Heaven is all about Jesus! If you don’t want Jesus, you’re not going to Heaven! It’s that simple! How horrible it is to say that one who doesn’t want Christ is going to Heaven. This is a sobering thought. If golf is your supreme treasure, then you’re going to hell. Christ is the gift of Heaven.

Friday, August 22, 2014

The End

When my song is stilled,
My years all filled,
And my cash all willed,

I can say, my friend,
Death is not the end.
Life will still extend.

Yes, my flesh may rot
In some narrow plot.
That's not all I've got.

Once again I'll rise--
Meet the Lord in skies.
He's my hope, my prize.

And after my skin has been thus destroyed,
yet in my flesh I shall see God...
(Job 19:26 ESV)

Sunday, August 17, 2014


Photo: Amethyst, one of the Lord's creations

Our Savior's love is more than we can know---
Its height, its depth, its never-ending breadth!
He gave his very life that we might go
To life with him, instead of hell and death.

He strengthens us beyond the joy we feel
And puts his Spirit in us, deep inside,
To make our spirits strong as carbon steel
Infused with holiness that none can hide.

Though we may shrink in fright at things we see
And walk uneasy on a narrow brink,
Our Lord is faithful, and we know that he
Can do much more than we could ask or think.

We praise him--praise him though we live or die.
Eternal praises will surround his throne.
All glory be to God who reigns on high:
The Lord who saves his church, his bride, his own!

For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith—that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. (Ephesians 3:14-21 ESV)