is the First and the Last The
Beginning and the End He’s
the Keeper of creation And
the Creator of all He’s
the Architect of the universe and
the Manager of all time He
always was, always
will be Unmoved, unchanged, undefeated and
never undone He
was bruised, but brought healing He
was pierced, but eased pain He
was persecuted, but brought freedom He
was dead and brings life He
has risen to bring power and
He reigns to bring peace The
world can’t understand Him Armies
can’t defeat Him Schools
can’t explain Him and
leaders they can’t ignore Him Herod
couldn’t kill Him Nero
couldn’t crush Him The
new age cannot replace Him and
Oprah cannot explain Him away He
is Light, He
is Love, He
is Longevity and
He is the Lord He
is goodness and
He is God He
is holy and
ways are right His
word eternal His
will unchanging and
His mind is on us He’s
our Savior Our
Lord Jesus, I have this need to delve deep into Bible study again, more than just my daily reading.
I've sat in this chair too long, distracted by the amusements of the computer. I feel dessicated, dry, useless, and stiff.
I need the water of Your Word, Lord Jesus.
You know me, Lord. I like to define words, and discover other places in the Bible where You've placed them, to help me sort out what's really there.
I want to apply the Word to my everyday life, as I rediscover those beautiful details in Scripture.
No, I don't want the study to be all about me, but wisdom takes the truth to heart and lives it out, right?
At the end of the day I want to lay my head on the pillow and acknowledge without a doubt the ways You moved, "transformed by the renewing of [my] mind, so that [I] may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect." (Romans12:2.)
What Christian doesn't want to know Your perfect will? It's always so good …
Lord Jesus, teach
me to pray unceasingly, expectantly, leaning forward to wait with my
eyes wide open. I don't want to miss seeing what You do. I
often fall into praying for my will to be done. (So human of
me.) Surely what I want is good, right? It feels that way. I can
reason out that if this
whatever it is were
to take place, it would help. All the circumstances point to it.
as I pray fervently for it to come, I'm transported through time. I'm
ten, swinging my feet as I sit in the pew. I want to go play, to
escape the somber grown-up world. You, my Daddy, lean forward to
place a hand on my shoulder, giving me a look that firmly and
lovingly says, “Wait.” But I want it now. Wait, You assure me.
fades, the fifty-odd intervening years resume their weight of
reality, and I read: "So
we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For
what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." 2
Corinthians 4:18 The
here-and-now can be so pe…