All, are Born Disabled
Our bodies aren’t perfect
Nor is our soul
For sin has disabled
No one is born whole.
A Tale of Two Brothers
So younger or older
Both need to repent
Whether passion or pride
Instead, live as Father meant.
A New Baby
For our child learns to walk
In our footsteps each day
Let us follow the Master
Lest they learn other ways.
Wholly Organic?
Let God’s Word, be your food
Like Jeremiah, of old
Bringing joy, and rejoicing
As your heart, overflows.
Your Inner Thirst
Do you drink from the fount
That never runs dry
Living waters that flow
And forever, satisfy?
Time to Start Loving
Too often, each day
It’s all about me
My feelings and thoughts
Too self-centered, I see.
Thy Will Be Done
So, surrender my rights
This day is not mine
Knowing all is from God
Not my will, but Thine.
The Secret Place
We must seek God, alone
In the quietness, and pray
Ask God, to guide us
To draw near, every day.
Rebelling or Reaping?
So, we likewise must repent
Of rebelling, and sleeping
We should rather, seek God
Not self-serving, but reaping.
Our Rebellion- God’s Warning
If you are willing, obedient
The good you shall eat
But if you refuse and rebel
…. be devoured, by defeat.