30
Apr
Posted by Wick in Different Scriptures, Spoken Word. Tagged: adoption, children, chosen, Christian, Christianity, church, community, faith, family, God, Hope, Israel, Jesus, love, new creation, Poem, poetry, priesthood, redemption. Leave a comment
The problem with finding you’re “chosen”
It makes you wonder who was not
And for this early new “people”
They needed reminded, a lot
It wasn’t that they didn’t have family
Each one had a mom and a dad
But following Jesus made each one let go
Of identities they previously had
Set free from what used to give them
Their bearings among so many others
It was good to remind them they now had
A plethora of sisters and brothers
This wasn’t some new way of being
That God just decided to try
This was what He’d been doing
Since Abraham and Moses came by
To be part of God’s “chosen people”
Even living far off among strangers
Gave important and real identity
As they worshipped the king from a manger
So now as a people shown mercy
Live as people from light marvelous
Turn away from the dark desires of flesh
Be encouraged, that you’re one with us.
Though they malign you as “different”
I assure you “different” is good
It sets you apart as one who is living
As God’s own royal priesthood.
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27
Apr
Posted by Wick in Different Scriptures, Spoken Word. Tagged: children, Christianity, Easter, faith, family, grace, Holy Spirit, Hope, Humility, Jesus, love, new creation, peace, Poem, poetry, prayer, redemption, Worship. Leave a comment
Have I still a seed imperishable,
Somewhere planted deep inside?
Or has such seed germinated already
The perishable having died?
The good news was something I’ve heard
In more than one way as I’ve grown
Although I’ll confess, in the beginning
It wasn’t good soil to be sown
But for years now I’ve tried to nurture
The right conditions for growing
And I believe by the Spirits power
There’s even some fruit that is showing
I see His Love reflected
In my home, and the way we exist
But there’s still a holy examine
For something I may have missed
I do not want to live anxious
Wondering if I bear “enough” fruit
For the “good news” also reminds us
That our efforts to measure are moot.
It is not our achievements or fruit bearing
That will cause God’s heart to inflame
It’s the way that we set performance aside
And humbly call on His name
Knowing full well that He loves us
Throughout His Word He assures
It’s not the the things that we do in His name
But only His Word, that endures.
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Apr
Posted by Wick in Different Scriptures, Spoken Word. Tagged: children, Christian, Christianity, church, discipleship, faith, family, God, Holy Spirit, Holy Week, Hope, Humility, Jesus, lent, love, new creation, parenting, peace, Poem, poet, poetry, prayer, redemption, Worship. Leave a comment
The Greeks who came to worship
Wanted to see Jesus while in town
This confirmed his suspicion
That word had gotten around
The healings that He had performed
The authority when He spoke
The way He invited everyone
Even the unclean folk
He was subversively announcing
Revealing earthly power as undone
Telling everyone, “Repent, and hear
God’s Kingdom has come!”
A seed of New Creation
Which means He has to die
In order to be raised again
His followers wondered why
Which stirred His soul to trouble
He didn’t want to make
Them worry everything would end
Then the Father spoke, for their sake
“I will glorify my name.”
Something big was happening here
Whatever was going to happen next
They didn’t need to fear
It was all part of Gods larger plan
To bring about His Will
That everyone would know His Love
And with it, He would fill
The earth like oceans overflowed
So all would know His glory
It’s more than “Jesus in my heart”
It’s being swallowed by His story.
We don’t just follow His example
And try to live as He
We are born again, children of light
A New Identity.
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