Sunday, July 05, 2015

Hidden Treasure

I wonder and I ponder, Lord
How mysteries so bright
Lie hidden in your holy word--
Yet just beyond our sight.

We'll never see them while our eyes
Are blinded by our sin.
Unblind us, Lord, and we will prize
Its treasures deep within.

Therefore, laying aside all malice, all deceit, hypocrisy, envy, and all evil speaking, as newborn babes, desire the pure milk of the word, that you may grow thereby, if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is gracious.
(1 Peter 2:1-3 NKJV)

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Sign of the Past

A sign, proud and new,
once spoke
of something...

Bright, bold
for everyone.

But it's been
these many years.

Its rusty skeleton
still speaks...
but speaks of what?

As I ponder that old sign, I'm reminded that all I write, all I buy, all I build, will pass away, but there's something that won't.

Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away. --Jesus, in Matthew 24:35 ESV

Tuesday, June 16, 2015


Entertainment seems so empty
When we get a glimpse of life
That is lived with holy purpose,
Warring in God's kingdom-strife.

There are demons yet to conquer,
Mighty battles yet to wage,
People yet to be delivered
And God's praise from age to age.

Tell me, how could we sit wasting
Days and nights and months and years
Till the peoples all are tasting
Jesus, till the last man hears?

Watch yourselves,
so that you may not lose what we have worked for,
but may win a full reward.

(2 John 8 ESV)

Sunday, June 07, 2015

Abraham's Test

Abraham was old past old 
When he faced his hardest test--
More to trust and more to know--
This, the hardest, highest price--
One last fearsome sacrifice.

Could he give his treasured son?
Could he bind him like a lamb,
Put him on a pile of wood,
Raise his finest, sharpest knife,
Kill him—kill him—as a gift
To the Lord who gave that son?

Abraham, with aching faith,
Was determined to obey.
If the Lord has promised seed,
Entire nations from this youth,
Yet commands this sacrifice,
How can he fulfill that word?
He must raise young Isaac up.
So, in faith, he raised his hand--
Raised the deadly, sharpened knife.

Thus, our father Abraham
Pictured more than he could know--
God the Father’s sacrifice
Of his precious, only Son
Who would die, a holy lamb,
For the sins of all who trust--
Trust with sheer obedience--
Trust in Jesus, killed for them--
Killed and risen, reigning now!

And Abraham lifted up his eyes and looked, and behold, behind him was a ram, caught in a thicket by his horns. And Abraham went and took the ram and offered it up as a burnt offering instead of his son. So Abraham called the name of that place, “The LORD will provide”; as it is said to this day, “On the mount of the LORD it shall be provided.” (Genesis 22:13-14 ESV)

By faith Abraham, when he was tested, offered up Isaac, and he who had received the promises was in the act of offering up his only son, of whom it was said, “Through Isaac shall your offspring be named.” He considered that God was able even to raise him from the dead, from which, figuratively speaking, he did receive him back. (Hebrews 11:17-19 ESV)

Monday, June 01, 2015

Our Monuments

We build our mighty fortunes
Or build a famous name,
But fortunes disappear
And fame goes up in flame.

We build our pillars higher,
Deep-planted in the ground
To last for generations
For everyone around.

But monuments can totter,
Fall flat and sink in mud.
The only thing that's lasting
Is life through Jesus' blood.

Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.     (Matthew 6:19-21 ESV)

The beautiful monument with the leaning top is at the well-kept Pennington Point Cemetery in Illinois. I don't know the story of this particular monument, so don't know whether the poem is appropriate or totally inappropriate for the person whose grave it marks. 

Monday, May 25, 2015

Do You Love Me More Than These?

Jesus questioned Simon once,
"Do you love me more than these?"
Peter’s answer became clear:
Yes, he loved his Lord the most,
But I sometimes love my fish.

Lord, you’ve seen my misplaced love—
Love for wealth and earth’s success,
Love for food, a belly-full.
Love for signs, not just my Lord.
Love for shiny, dying fish.

Burn away that fishy love.
Let me feed the lambs you love.

When they had finished breakfast, Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?” (John 21:15 ESV)

It's also very possible that Jesus was really asking Peter, "Do you love me more than these other disciples love me?" If so, he wanted Peter to realize that what was important was not the comparative strength of Peter's love, but the reality of it.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Subdue Our Sins

Subdue our sins
Until we shine
Bright as finest crystal.
Still our souls
Until we're whole:
Healed and holy,
Solely yours.

He will again have compassion on us, 
And will subdue our iniquities. 
You will cast all our sins 
Into the depths of the sea.
(Micah 7:19 NKJV)