Jars of Clay

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

If We will but Heed

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

How Do You Respond?

You can end up as bitter
Even doubt God is there
…Or choose to trust Him
That God knows, and He cares.

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?

Finish Well

I press toward the goal, yes, for the prize. The upward call of God in Jesus Christ.