After Forever

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After forever, the joy will come

though darkest night can seem so long.

We wish to pain that we were numb.

After forever, the joy will come.

Suffering ends . ’Tis the rule of thumb.

At long last, return of heart’s song.

After forever, the joy will come

though darkest night can seem so long.

 

12/15/17

 

Psalm 30:5  For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. 

 

Hebrews 12:11  Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby. 

 

1Peter 5:10  But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you. 

 

 

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Mathematical God

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On my drive to school this morning, I started thinking about  math. Two of my students struggle with math, and I remember it became a real struggle for me in my sophomore year of high school when I was taking Algebra 2. I have found that when I have a task that I don’t particularly enjoy doing(math, housework,etc.)it becomes a little more bearable if I can put God in the middle of it, try to make it fun or do both.

So this line of thinking gave birth to a poem just for fun about God and math. If you are among the percentage of those that are not fond of arithmetic, but you love God and want to go to heaven, this might be for you. 🙂

 

God will add His blessing

when those things we take away

which would cause our feet to stumble

and our hearts to go astray.

 

He multiplies our joys

as our testimony we share.

He always divides our sorrows

when others, our burdens help bear.

 

I’m not sure why I’m writing these words.

Just why have I gone down this path?

English is the subject I love.

I’m not all that fond of math.

 

I know when to Heaven I go,

if by Rapture or my time to die,

many wondrous things I shall behold,

but there will not be Pi in the sky!

3/8/18

Overcomer

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The lady wearing the captain’s hat in the photo above is Sis. Eva Kolej. She is our Kid’s Church Director, is the most organized person I know and does an incredible job keeping everything running smoothly for children’s church. This past year, she and her family really went through a difficult trial when she was diagnosed with cancer. In spite of everything she was going through she still managed to put out schedules for Kid’s Church so each teacher/worker could be prepared and know what they were supposed to do. She also continued taking classes through Institute of Conservative Apostolic Theology and still worked her job at the times she felt physically well enough to do it. We are so thankful(although I’m sure not as much as she is)that Sis. Eva is on the other side of this trial now, with the cancer in remission. God was faithful to her, and she was faithful to Him. She testified last night in service of God’s faithfulness and goodness to her during her trial, and then her daughter Bell sang a song I love called Overcomer. The presence of God came down in a very powerful way as Sis. Bell sang, and many were touched and strengthened by the Spirit of God.

It is truly a great blessing that we can be overcomers in our trials if we will just be faithful to God and keep holding on through the storm. Thank you Sister Eva, for your wonderful testimony!

 

Darkness Vanquished

You ruled my past.

    Like a merciless monster you

                   came to me in many forms.

                            Depression, ignorance, false doctrine,

                                       thoughts of suicide, foreboding clouds, betrayal,

                             self-loathing and feelings of doom, just

                      to name a few.  You sought to encompass my heart

        in a cocoon of hopelessness in a manner so sinister,

conniving, oppressive and strangling. So near you were

               to me that your icy cold breath felt like heavy

                         chains around my neck.

Helpless was I to penetrate your tangible shadows

until one day I found

The Light that could!

             That Light now lives in me, glows through me

                  reigns in me. I still fight you, my enemy, but

                       it is no longer in my strength alone, and I want you

                                to know that even in my toughest days,

                                      although it may feel like my flame is dim,

                                              darkness can never extinguish

                                                    even the tiniest light!

 

9/12/17

 

Changes Of Heart

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Upon each tiny toe
upon each little finger
the tender, loving gaze
from her eyes did linger.

She wondered at this miracle
the Lord God did impart.
A holy reverence shrouded her
A great joy warmed her heart.

The years, they passed so swiftly
of watching baby grow.
Time moves with swift transition,
much faster than we know.

This Babe once held so lovingly
grew up to be a man,
In an instant of darkest history
He filled God’s eternal plan.

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She viewed His punctured feet
and surveyed the nail scarred hands.
A wrenching sorrow pierced her heart,
almost more than she could stand.

Sometimes the grief we bear is great
and we may wonder then.
Will the clouds abide forever?
Will the sun ever shine again?

Mary and others assembled in Jerusalem
fifty days after Jesus’s passion.
God was about to pour out His Spirit
in an awesome, most glorious fashion.

As they prayed there fervently
together ,in one accord,
a sound of mighty wind entered the room.
They were filled with the Spirit of the Lord.

A rapturous joy saturated their hearts.
Praises to God were sung.
Hands were uplifted in worship
as they spoke with other tongues.

The jubilee Mary once felt in her heart
at the birth of her baby boy,
was magnified many times over
in the form of Holy Ghost joy.

12/12/17

Joh 19:25-27  Now there stood by the cross of Jesus his mother, and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Cleophas, and Mary Magdalene.
When Jesus therefore saw his mother, and the disciple standing by, whom he loved, he saith unto his mother, Woman, behold thy son!
Then saith he to the disciple, Behold thy mother! And from that hour that disciple took her unto his own home.

Acts 1:12-14, 2:1-4  Then returned they unto Jerusalem from the mount called Olivet, which is from Jerusalem a sabbath day’s journey.
And when they were come in, they went up into an upper room, where abode both Peter, and James, and John, and Andrew, Philip, and Thomas, Bartholomew, and Matthew, James the son of Alphaeus, and Simon Zelotes, and Judas the brother of James.
These all continued with one accord in prayer and supplication, with the women, and Mary the mother of Jesus, and with his brethren.

And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place.
And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting.
And there appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them.
And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance.

Romans 14:17  For the kingdom of God is not meat and drink; but righteousness, and peace, and joy in the Holy Ghost.

I Should Not Have Looked, God Should Not Have Looked

This is dedicated to those who have ever messed up, and you feel that you have sinned so greatly that there is no hope for you. Thank God that He is merciful, and he will not turn away a truly repentant, broken and contrite heart!

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I should not have looked that fateful day.
I know that’s where it did start.
But I failed to turn my eyes away,
and lust conceived in my heart.

By her beauty I was taken.
My wicked heart, battle raged within.
Deceived by passion, I was mistaken.
With my neighbor’s wife I then did sin.

I thought perhaps none would find out
Of Bathsheba and I, defiled.
But my hopes one day gave way to doubt
when she told me that she was with child.

To my mind came a possibility to explore.
I thought it might improve my life.
Her husband I could bring home from the war
and let him spend some time with his wife.

Her husband, I did not realize
was a more honorable man than I.
My fool proof plot, it did capsize,
and here’s the reason why.

Uriah thought of those on the battlefield
who were paying the ultimate price.
To relations with his wife he would not yield
though no doubt he was enticed.

This left, I, David in a bind.
How could I cover my sin?
In the recesses of my mind
a sinister strategy formed within.

You could call it Murder I Wrote.
I had Uriah put in the battles heat.
To the army captain I sent a note
to draw back from Uriah, retreat.

And so faithful Uriah was slain
on that deplorable day,
and in my mind I did feign
with my sin I had gotten away.

But to make a long story short
God was kinder than He should have been.
He sent a prophet who brought me report
that indeed, I was guilty of sin.

Though God should not have looked with mercy on me,
I repented, and He gave me a new start.
It’s a miracle because later in Scripture we see
I’m called a man after God’s own heart!

5/31/17

The story of David, his sin with Bathsheba, murder of Uriah and the prophet coming to confront him with his sin are found in the Bible, 2 Samuel chapters 11 and 12.

This verse in the New Testament calls David a man after God's own heart.

“And when he had removed him, he raised up unto them David to be their king; to whom also he gave testimony, and said, I have found David the son of Jesse, a man after mine own heart, which shall fulfil all my will.” Acts 13:22 


 

A Different Lighthouse

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The little boat set out on a journey one day.
Her sails were white and pristine.
She gracefully glided along the way
in waters so calm and serene.

Peaceful and pleasant the weather did seem,
with scarcely a cloud in the sky.
The sleek skiff floated by like a dream;
a picturesque sight for the eye.

But the perfect clime began to shift
with a storm quickly approaching.
The unfortunate vessel began to drift
toward billows upon her encroaching.

The heavens grew dark. Strong wind did increase.
She helplessly tossed about.
It didn’t appear that the squall would soon cease.
The small craft was in trouble, no doubt.

Fine sails that once were so white;
gustly gales made them torn and tattered.
Her frame was a terrible sight,
by the elements buffeted, battered.

How long could the little boat last
with such wretched weather condition?
A somber gloom, indeed, had been cast.
This brutal blast could lead to perdition.

Waning was her persistence.
Would she be blown apart? She didn’t know.
Then suddenly in the distance,
she noticed a lustrous glow.

A Lighthouse there was. What a wondrous sight!
‘Twas not made of mortar and stone.
Surprisingly and to her great delight
It was made of flesh and bone.

A beacon my God became
to a lost humanity.
Jesus is His name,
and that little boat was me!
7/21/17

 

John 8:12 Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”

John 1:1-5;14 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
He was in the beginning with God.
All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made.
In him was life, and the life was the light of men.
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.