Making Sense of Life

To make sense, we need God
To find purpose and meaning
So, turn to our Creator
We need, His intervening.

Jars of Clay

We’re just, jars of clay
Mere, earthen vessels
Yet we choose, how to fill
Be unique, and special.

Is ‘Self’ Your Goal?

Know God, our Creator
Remember, He is Lord
Created us, for His kingdom
In Christ, we’re restored.

If We will but Heed

But should we rebel
Turn from God’s Word
Disobey His commands
We surely are cursed.

Guidance

Good Shepherd, do guide me
To make, heavenly choices
Yes, hearing Your will
Amongst many voices.

Great Falling Away

The flames may have died
Fierce passions, ran dry
Many churches, dwindling
Are now asking why?