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1 Peter 2:1-3

Because you have been born again
Of imperishable Good News
It should make more of an impact than
To inspire you to shine your shoes

Rid yourself of all the things
That proclaim the old way
The elements that cause all forms
Of relationship decay

Malice, guile, and slander
Or being insincere,
All these declare envy and self
Over allowing others near

Our world wants so deeply
To know and to be known
Loving vulnerability declares
Jesus is on the throne

The living Word enfleshed as man
Completely yielded to Love
Like newborn babies crave all things
From your Father (who’s not just “above”)

The good news Jesus brought us
The Kingdom has come quite near
And as we live accordingly
We establish it as Here.

Empowered by the Spirit
Sent to us by the Son
We’ve tasted that the Lord is good
And He has made us One.

Posted in Different Scriptures, Spoken Word

1 Peter 1:23-25

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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1 Peter 1:8-12

You are holding a treasure
That is worth more than pleasure
But of pure inexpressible joy
Like favorite toy in your childhood
By infinite, multiplied
Even though you haven’t seen
You know what it means
The obscene truth
Of God becoming what you are
The angels have seen stars born and die
And still sigh in awe
Of what God is doing here
In you.
For you.
Through you.
(You is plural.)

More than painting a mural along a wall
He’s used all of creation to design
Masterpiece.
As death ceases to be an end
God becomes friend to those dying
Crying out “Hope”
When we weren’t even listening
Beauty glistening on the tears of salvation received.
All because you believed –
and received what He’d done.
You discover.
God’s Son – has become
Our brother.