Tag: Poem

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1 Peter 1:13-16

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Therefore prepare your minds for action
Distractions that focus on satisfaction
Last for a moment and are gone
This is a song you were born to sing
So bring your whole self to the table
Everything you’re able to give
All with which you live

(And if you find yourself unable
Because you’ve already set the table
With a loss of self control
Sin has taken its toll
And you feel it deep in your soul:
Scroll. Up.)

Your soul is receiving salvation
A station broadcasting new creation
Your signal is attuned to His
Set aside for the purposes of Love
This is Kingdom life
Inside – not trying to hide
But begging to be revealed
For through it, all is healed
Called to be Holy.

That doesn’t mean everything perfect is,
It simply means understanding
Everything is His.

Posted in Different Scriptures, Spoken Word

1 Peter 1:8-12

Posted on by Wick

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.

Posted in Different Scriptures, Spoken Word

Matthew 12:38-42

Posted on by Wick

Sometimes looking back
We look forward
Toward the future held in store
What was so much more
Than we originally knew
What will we do
Now that we know?

If we go on as if what has happened isn’t for us?
We miss the bus.
Will we trust in what God has spoken?

The story of Jonah wasn’t a token
An island event unattached
It matched the heart of God being revealed
A God who healed
And who has dealed with us in so much grace
Offering place
So we’d stop running our own race
Slow our pace
Turn away from disgrace
Turning toward Him
It must begin, within
But not remain unseen
If we know what love means
It arrives on the shores of our lives

(this was all in response to Jonah
We live in an era that is much later,
And have celebrated something even greater!)