grace – words from wick

Ecclesiastes 5:1-20

Posted on September 22, 2021 by Wick

I come before You, aware of my faults
Aware of my penchant for error
I know that being unclean in Your presence
Is enough to fill me with terror

I look on my moments of worship
So quick to fill silence with noise
It seems a common self-defense
The shame of my sin oft’ deploys

Yet here I’ve permission for silence
As You’ve also silenced my shame
The accuser unable to point a finger
You’ve covered me with Your own Name

For You are the source of all justice
In You are all wrong things made right
Here as I come and be silent, Lord
Grant me to see with Your sight

It is good to live today all for You
Laboring not for tomorrow, but more
Aware of the context eternity brings
Knowing Your Love is assured

The gift of enjoyment You offer
Joy that integrates all with your Way
Grace that invites New foundation
Not for past, or for future, but Today

Posted on May 4, 2020 by Wick

A word to all the elders
Of their duty to their flock
To not outsource what matters
To the newest on the block

Zeal is no replacement for
Years of humble loving service
Yet instead of arrogance
Knowing this should us nervous

That we not become motivated
By doing any of this for our gain
For the foundation we do any of it
Is to bring glory to one Name

The chief shepherd is returning
To share glory never fading
So we can encourage all the sheep
There will come an end to our waiting

We must put on true humility
(Not false airs of self denial)
As servants of new sheep arrived
Not judges at a trial.

We serve as we have been served
And Love as He’s Loved us
Empowered by the Spirit given
And through whom we place our trust

He will return to complete everything
His promises He’ll keep
Until that day we continue in Love,
To serve and pursue His sheep

Posted on May 2, 2020 by Wick

We see the mighty shepherd
Rejoice over His sheep
He sings over His flock with Love
Where no predators can creep

But sometimes He shifts His focus
To one whose wandered away
They didn’t stay within the flock
Or listen to what He’d say

His Loving heart compels Him
To go and seek the one
Even after much time has passed
And setting of the sun

His work He won’t have given up
He continues to pursue
No matter whether the sheep turns out
To be a lamb, a ram, or ewe

His eyes filled with emotion
He looks wherever He can
For losing even a single sheep
Wasn’t in His plan

The other sheep grow restless
Safely in their pen
They stamp their hooves indignantly
For the Shepherd to return again

We’ve heard the illustration
Perhaps one too many times
For we too quickly dismiss the fact
We may not be the ninety-nine…