Tag: love

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Exodus 34:1-9, 27-28

Posted on by Wick

It sounds like so much danger
An ominous invitation
To come into His presence
After testing Gods’ own patience

A threat? Or just a promise?
Onto our children’s kin
That parents aren’t the only ones
Impacted by their sin

We will all inherit
Choices made by those before
And from us to our grandchildren
A path we cannot ignore

Moses understood
The patient Love of God
And in the midst of all the heavy words
He includes an encouraging nod

The truth that we inherit something
God has committed onto stone
So Moses helped us remember
Who sits upon the throne.

He who proclaims such heavy words
About what children will receive
Calls us His own children,
If we will only believe…

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Genesis 4:1-16

Posted on by Wick

When Eve knew Adam
She bore him a son
They produced a man
In a world undone

The boys were alive
As seen with the eyes
But as we read Genesis
We realize

That Adam & Eve both died in the garden
And death was their product of choice
So it shouldn’t surprise us to hear from Cain
And hear such a thing in his voice

“But they didn’t die”, an easy response
They simply were given consequence
They sewed their own clothes &
Had to live on the other side of the fence.

To our ways of measuring they seem alive
A problem we still face today
We nod at our abilities when we seem blessed
Never mind that we make our own way

Our own way is death
His Word reveals
Even though heartbeats & breath
Seem to easily conceal

Some people ask how we filled the world
From only one family at start
I think there’s a more significant question
One that begins in our hearts

The right question isn’t “how’d so many
Come from two original brothers?”
Rather- how’d we grow at all
with a nature
Of killing each other?

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1 Kings 19:1-8

Posted on by Wick

I wonder if Elijah asked for some space
As he left his poor servant alone.
He wandered forward to the broom tree
And asked God to just take him home.

Discouraged at living a life on the run
He found all he needed in shade from the sun.

I wonder if the servant ever would hear
Just what had happened when angels came near
How God looked with pity on Elijah’s poor state
How when he came empty, God filled his plate.

I wonder if Elijah, filled with despair
Released his own servant, who hadn’t a care
Was it for his safety,
that he was released?
Surely he’d have stayed
If aware of the feast.
A cake made by angels
Deserving of praise
For on it, Elijah
Survived 40 days.