The God of Finding The One Lost Sheep

God of finding the one lost sheep

God of hearing the near death request of a thief on the cross

God of paying a full day’s wage to a last minute hire

God who always calls, “Come”.

God wants everyone to come unto Him

God wants all to enjoy the blessings

He bestows upon His children.

But each one must come of their own free will.

God is not a Pharaoh who entraps and enslaves. 

God is not a Pharisee who dictates and demands. 

God does not coerce or conquer, He welcomes and waits.

God is a Presence who initiates and invites.

God’s Law is not a burden to bear

It is an enjoyment to be embraced

Direction to be devoted to

It is substance for the soul 

Beneath The Mess Something Beautiful Lives

Beneath the mess something beautiful lived

Others could see it, but not me.

I only knew what I knew, to be somehow broken

But beneath the mess something beautiful lived.

Caught in the wake of the wrongs of others

I got washed away, far at sea

I got battered and bruised, not worth much

But beneath the mess something beautiful lived.

Somehow I was found by the One who made me

He could see as the others could see

The broken, the battered, the bruised was slowly healed

And what was beautiful beneath the mess slowly emerged.

Beneath the mess something beautiful lives

Now I can see when others can’t see

I only know what I know, that broken is not forever

And beneath the mess something beautiful lives.

You Were There From The Beginning

You were, there from the beginning

Watching over the orphan with no home

No mother or father emotionally available;

Loving, but not available

Caring, but not available

They could do no better

They were damaged as well.

You were there from the beginning.

Their religion spoke words about You, revealed You

One can know who you are, but not yet You

Looking back You were there from the beginning

Always in the heart even if absent from the head

The wrong way never made sense

Even in the midst of the journey

Even in the midst of the transgression

That was You working in secret

Then one day You came face to face

Not a new birth, but a reconnection

To the Source that has been there

From the beginning.

Just Passing Thru

I am never more free than when I am confined.

When I know the boundaries and the dos and don’ts

I feel safe and secure and cared for.

When life is lived according to design

All will be whole, worthy, and wonderful.

I will live in integrity

God guarantees it with an oath, a promise, a covenant.

When I know whose I am and how much I am loved

I am freed from the entanglements of this earthly life

This world is not my home

I am just passing thru.