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January 16 Scripture Meditations Based on Exodus 5-8
Key Verse – Exodus 5:2 And Pharaoh said, Who is the LORD, that I should obey his voice to let Israel go?
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME OBEY YOUR VOICE
Thank You for making me obey Your voice of sovereignty
That leads me toward eternal journey’s triumphant finality
Along Your provided rest from burden’s enormity
In working with my tasks for You, driven by sincerity.
Thank You for making me obey Your voice of compassionate command
That moves me toward diligent sacrifice by Your strong hand
Along Your prodding drive to reach the promised land
In conquering my anguish caused by pride’s cruel demand.
Thank You for making me obey Your voice of redemption
That brings me toward soulwinning-function
Along Your appointed call to fulfill Your great commission
In doing my part for Your mission’s realization.
Thank You for making me obey Your voice of lordship
That sends me toward delights of earnest worship
Along Your offered friendship and sweet fellowship
In devoting my all to You while exercising faithful stewardship.
Thank You for making me obey Your voice of guidance
That directs me toward service-blessings’ abundance
Along Your shown miracles revealing mystery-riddance
In practicing my trust in You above doubt-avoidance.
Thank You for making me obey Your voice of revival
That urges me toward meeting You in Your presence-arrival
Along Your gracious mercy with Your loving kindness’ interval
In submitting my heart to Your molding’s upheaval.
January 16, 2022
Could it be we were in heaven once,
our souls like broods of fondly nurtured eggs
then God lifted us and gently put us down
on Earth and gave us life, gave us legs.
Released to roam and laugh and love and live,
accept love and return it, freely give,
succumb to sin, besmirched, tarnished, but then
seeking the cross return to love again
and by his grace give praise with our last breath
saved by the blood, shake off the grasp of death.
As joyfully with praise and thanks we sing
he gently lifts us up and gives us wings.
Returning home, deemed worthy from above
bearing our gifts of hard fought Earthly love.
The Angels who before the Mighty stand
must love,obey and honour by his command
but we who struggled in our own free will
held on to love through life and loved him still
are cherished more by him, for we have won,
cleansed, blessed and paid for by his only son.
Alleluia!
There was a man from Tarsus
whose name was Saul
who did all he could
to make Christians to fall
But one day he took a trip
to Damascus was his aim
but God met him on the road
and his life was never the same
On that conversion road
his eyes became blind
till God’s light shined
to bring him a enlightened mind
From that day forth
he was known as Paul
for he took God’s truth
all over to one and all
Much suffering he received
persecution, strife and near death
for the sake of the gospel
he sought to speak its vital breath
Much time he spent in prison
but God used his time for good
Paul there did write many letters
for the churches spiritual food
This man thus became known
as Paul the godly apostle
one who met the risen Christ
his life was indeed colossal
Paul’s legacy was his writings
which we still have today
to disciple, instruct and teach us
so we know how to obey
His life came to a tragic end
in AD60 when in Rome
Nero sentenced the apostle to his death
in doing so Paul came eternally home
What a story his life was
as God made him his own
releasing him from satin’s grip
the purpose to make Christ known
poetgord@2013
“To be abandoned by your own
is the most painful sadness known”
_by Poet
She lives alone, although her son lives there
a floor below- but they are worlds apart.
He comes and goes without a single care;
this sad abandon stabs his mother's heart.
He pays no rent or helps with any chores.
Her food's delivered- ordered on the phone.
She cannot drive or visit any stores.
So with a broken heart, she deals alone.
Three other children live some miles away
and try to visit her throughout the year;
but cannot force their sibling to obey
and help their mother out by force or fear.
Abandoned now at eighty-two years old;
how does a mother deal with such great pain?
To get him out, the family was told,
“You can't expel a son from their domain.”
No course exists to remedy this wrong,
a son who so abandons her this way.
No reasons for his actions came along
for her to live this hell from day to day.
The apple
tree was not
a maple.
Fruitless fig tree was cursed,
never again to bare.
That was the very first.
Was it about our faith?
Or was it about figs?
Was it, "Do not be late"?
Jonah was swallowed by a great fish,
but God told the fish to let him go.
He was not prey for his dinner dish.
Jonah was happy for just awhile,
but he had not yet learned his lesson.
It would take some time for Jonah's smile.
We also learn from figs, fish, and trees;
Be real, to obey, to produce.
But not least of all is to believe.
063021PSCTEST, A 3-6-9 Poem, Emile Pinet
I would love to move in with you and you’ll always be my close friend
Until the very end
Brother, don’t give up whatever you do
Feel your way out of depression and know that He’ll abide by your side
Though I feel that He abandons us…
The problem is that we do, as human beings, stray away from the narrow pathway
Snap out of it, David…and God will show you the way
I’m frozen in sudden fear
When will hope appear?
Words of regret slip out of the blue
Oh, I’m feeling just fine – my heart sinks in rue
Alone, I walk and I hope for pleasant dreams or visions
That will set my mind on something more pleasant
All sorts of wants drain in my mind
Remain close behind me and don’t leave me
Naked and ashamed
You torch my mind with wonder
No wonder I love hanging around you…
Angels of light…whisper lullabies in my mind…
Angels of God…don’t let me consume sorrow
Angels of light…heal me from the wretched, cruel world
Angels of God…I hope for a sincerely, superb tomorrow
Let me conceal my eyes…so I can have a pleasant sleep
Please, beloved…don’t weep…
The darkness creeps in on us
Every time we follow our hearts
The light dims out on us
Every time we draw closer into the darksome pit
There were times in my life when I wanted to end my life
But, I figured out that that will not erase the strife
But, unfold your dazzling eyes
And see God’s light instead
Tell of your marvelous wonders, God…Satan – don’t warp me up with lies
I just want to be fed
With fruitful Words…munch through the delightful words
Don’t devour the fruit of good and evil…
But, Adam and Eve didn’t obey God and ate of its fruit
“You’ll know good and evil”
The serpent lured them into a trap
God made the heavens and the earth
He makes me rejoice with utter mirth
God’s creation is so fascinating…
But, time has molded me inside and out into this monster
But, I know God doesn’t think of me as a total disaster
I’m drowning and chained to this prison cell
Who made me fall? Couldn’t you tell
It was Satan who influenced me…
But, I’ll take the blame
I guess I’m the one who deserves a terrible, terrible name
Who’s to blame? There’s no one to blame
This is no dream,this is no fantasy
Come here my beautiful one and stand by me
I'll always love you and do my best
then let God take over,he'll do the rest
So beautiful as I watch you
stroll gracefully down the Isle
The thought of us together
oh I can't help but smile
Anxiously waiting the moment
when you become my wife
to cherish you for always
for the rest of my life.
This is no dream,this is no fantasy
Come here my beautiful one and stand by me
For I've known since the beginning of our time
that you were the one that he had in mind
Today I am so happy
for what god has given to me
to have and to hold to honor and obey
for all eternity
This is no dream,this is no fantasy
come here my beautiful one and stand by me
I'll always love you and do my best
then let God take over,he'll do the rest
This is no dream,this is no fantasy
come here my beautiful one and stand by me
For I've known since the beginning of our time
that you were the one that he had in mind
Love is a stranger,
I often knock on her door.
I leave bits of roses that linger
And wilt with the ones before.
Today I’ve placed a new rose
It looked back at me weeping
I pull away and feel the dread again start creeping.
A feeling you can’t put into prose.
I want to be enough for her
My fist pounds against glass,
My mind caves under all the pressure
I just need this to pass.
I sit, I pace, I beg her to let me in
Love draws the blinds
And leaves me with the sin.
Because the sin binds
And tethers me to another,
Thoughts of pulling away leads me to shutter.
Yet I pull the string of fate taut,
It starts to fray
Obsession plagues my thought
And forgets to obey
When I hear her laughter,
Deep from within
I know that what comes after
Leaves my heart singed.
Wisdom and understanding do raise their voice
On the stands beside the paths they yell that you make a choice;
At the gates of bazaars both do cry hoarse and loud,
And wonder how orderly the world would be if all fools vowed
To live according to their simple dictates,
And leave all evil and unwholesome tastes.
When shall the simple gain understanding and prudence,
And the unknowing embrace a life of sense?
The Almighty detests deeds devoid of reason,
For His perfect nature is never perverse
But just and fair in His rule over the universe;
He thus like Him wants all men to be
For nothing short of this can His heart please;
Not even valued incense offered my men of hearts remiss!
Choose understanding over quick silver
And understanding over choice gold;
All who these chose in the world of the old
All possessed and lacked not a single thing,
For nothing desirable can be compared with wisdom;
It is the ferocious guard to watch your home,
And your delicious meal in the face of hunger!
Fear the Lord and hate all evil
And it shall not destroy your grain any weevil;
Hate the perversity of crooked and warped speech
And among men of sense carve yourself a niche;
Let counsel and sound speech be yours
For these alone are limitless power
To wield for help in the need's hour;
When troubles and adversities betide,
Wisdom is a sure place for you to hide.
In wisdom are enduring honor and prosperity,
Truest valor and freedom from all forms of temerity;
It's the only scape from all shackles that engulf,
Amnesty from all follies that grind!
They rule with justice and without fear of overthrow
The wise kings and princes who fear the Lord,
Who marked the boundaries of the seas
And demarcations of the dry world!
He who fixed the clouds and the firmaments,
Has with Him all treasured endowments;
Blessed be those that keep His ways
And many shall be their days
That hearken to His wisdom,
Obey His decrees plain and clear,
And His hallowed name fear!
Be not beguiled by the cacophony and the hubbub,
The law of the Lord remains unshaken and superb;
And the fear of the Creator remains the only refuge
In the face of disaster and drowning deluge!
Ego
If I could buy a compliment
One for each awkward day
No matter what the price would be
I’d buy them anyway
Not to inflate my ego
Also not to feed my pride
There’s something I can’t overcome
Believe me, I have tried
You think that I am self-assured
My confidence is showing
Well if that’s the way I am perceived
I can’t blame you for not knowing
You don’t know of my inner fears
The doubt and indecision
I understand it’s not your fault
I did not give permission
I wanted everyone’s respect
That was something I held dear
But now I see that what they have
Is actually more like fear
And that is not a compliment
For it keeps me isolated
I see no benefit in this
I’m much too overrated
So now my desperation shows
But Pride will not make way
For Humility to take its place
It refuses to obey
As I quietly suffer with elegant poise
My heart is sad and hollow
Common sense is pleading for the lead
But I don’t know how to follow.
Wendy Nipas