Set apart for God's service Archives - A Doctor's Cure for the Soul

A Victim, a Victor or Vector?

So depending, not on others
Their affirmation and praise
And no matter our lot
Be a God-Vector, always.

And yet our hope is not in weapons
The arm of flesh, will fail
Pray Israel trust in the LORD
Know her Messiah, wholly prevail.

Yet, our God uses foes
In revealing His plan
That Israel, be saved
Despite the evil of man.

So, life is not random ‘luck’
God knows our will and ways
Sees our heart’s intent
God decides our lot, always.

Like Israel of old
We’re to purge our lives
Drive out, all our foes
Know God’s blessings, and thrive.

So our heart, we must examine
Must guard, keep sealed
To be healthy, not hardened
Circumcised, not diseased.

Who am I, my meaning?
Just why am I here?
My purpose, my mission?
Few have ears to hear.

A new creature in Christ
The old, has passed away
A circumcision, without hands
Jesus opened, a new way.

Despite her failures, abuses
Rejection of their Messiah
Our God watches, over Israel
They will know Him, states Zachariah.

Be repentant, not rebellious
Obedient, His Spirit-filled
Submitted, not stubborn
Seek God, not self-willed.