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Poetry of Christian Faith

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Today we will read and discuss poems about my need to be open to God through my day, throughout my life: what do I have to offer to God’ and finally thoughts I on the way to church one Sunday. All of the poems are from Living In God’s Rhyme.

Just a side note for the show notes: in one of my radio interviews I was asked what my favorite Bible verse was; I answered, “The last one I read.” And today if you were to ask me which is my favorite of the three books, I would say, “The one we are reading and discussing on the podcast.” Yup, some days that could be 3 favorites.

DRAW ME CLOSER (PG. 122)

Dear Lord, draw me closer to you

In all I desire in all I do.

Lord, open my heart to your Holy Spirit,

Your spirit that dwells within me.

Lord, I do not want to knock on the door

So that you may open it for me,

I want the door to always be open.

I never want it to close.

Those moments when we share

My prayers and your answers

Are special moments I pray

Will never end, but continue

Throughout my day.

With the door open

I allow you to lead me from temptation,

I allow myself to be in your presence,

One with you, Abba, Father.

Abba, that relationship

I pray will never end.

Thank you, Father

For leading me to

The way,

The truth

And the life

With you

Through your Son, Jesus.

Amen.

Discussion:

MEET ME (pg. 123)

Lord, meet me, set me free.

You know where I’ve been, you know of my sin.

And although you know, you continue to show

That I am your child with a love so mild.

Lord, you met me when I could not see

Beyond my sight, what I thought was right.

You met me in the dirt of my earthly hurt.

My life you did raise so that you I could praise.

Finally found, hearing your sound,

The whisper of your spirit, loud enough that I did hear it.

You met me in uncharted seas with the waves washing over me

And calmed the storms in a life forlorn.

My Morning Prayer:

Meet me, Lord, every day

As I lift my head from my bed.

Help me to pray that each new day

I hear you before rising to my feet.

You, Lord, are my anchor,

You are my healer,

You are my redeemer,

My hope,

My joy.

You, Lord,

Are my everything.

Without you, Lord, I am nothing.

With you I can be everything

You want me to be,

Everything that you have for me.

My Evening Prayer:

May my life be as unleavened bread,

Without the yeast as the world serves it,

So when we meet I can hear the words said,

Well done, my good and faithful servant.

Discussion:

I HAVE NOTHING (pg. 151)

I have nothing to add to the word of God.

I have nothing to add to his love for me.

I have nothing to offer to make me worthy.

I have nothing to add to God’s rhymes.

That is true, but . . .

I can believe in His word.

I can accept his love for me.

I can accept that through Jesus I am worthy.

I can become one of God’s rhymes.

I can offer my life to God.

I can spread the Good News of salvation.

I can be a reflection of his love.

I can share the end of the Christmas story.

I have nothing on my own to give to God,

But with God I have everything to give.

I have every reason to live for him.

I have hope for life eternal with him.

I have nothing until I have God in my life,

Until I accept the atoning sacrifice

That showed his love for me.

I can accept Jesus, my savior,

My redeemer, my hope, my everything.

Discussion:

THOUGHTS ON THE WAY TO CHURCH (pg, 152)

The lost sheep,

Are we led,

Led to the way

Or led astray,

Are we fed

By the Bread of Life

Or captive to strife

There are random thoughts that cross my mind

That make me seek the words to find

That will feed me and lead me

To the right words to write

No questions,

No exclamations

Period?

Just the question,

As lost sheep are we led,

As lost sheep are we fed

To the truth, by the truth

Of who God is,

What Jesus has done

And the mission

Of the Holy Spirit?

Do we ever question God’s love?

Do we ever shout an exclamation?

Or do we just end with a period?

God’s love for us is never in question,

We should shout to the world in exclamation

That with God our lives will not end with a period.

ANOTHER DAY (PG. 155)

I was sound asleep

Not making a peep,

Not snoring out loud,

My head in a cloud.

Then there was a shout.

What was that all about?

Now awake I got out of bed

And, what else, hit my head.

Looking up I found

The source of that sound,

The cause of all my harm,

A clock with a buzzing alarm.

Oh my,

I asked why

Was today

Starting this way.

Looking up as I lay on the floor

I see a figure standing at the door.

What else, was there anything more?

My goodness it was only four!

Good afternoon, my wife said to me.

I guess you forgot your glasses and couldn’t see

That A M and P M are as different as day and night.

You have not only lost your mind, but also your sight.

The sight of my mind,

If that I could find,

I could remember time

And find that watch of mine.

Somehow with bare feet and my soul now bare

I made it to the kitchen where I became aware

That all I needed was a little Dr. Pepper

And a whole lot of Jesus

Reflection on Another Day

I had been bewildered for few days by the Facebook page, another book and things. I thought I needed rest from posting every day. And I must admit to becoming discouraged as the number of views dropped. I think I know why I listened to my wife a few nights before and then found that God told her to talk to me. I had been reading from the beginning of Genesis, then ended up taking an unplanned nap. My cell phone woke me up and then the first two stanzas of this poem came to me. It was so fun to write and I hope you found it fun to read. That night I found that all I need is a rhyme and a whole lot of Jesus

Discussion:

AS WE CLOSE IN PRAYER, MAY WE CONTINUE IN PRAYER

Dear Heavenly Father we come to you in prayer as we end today’s podcast. Dave and I thank You for Your leading us through the day and into tomorrow. We pray that today has been pleasing to You and honors Your glory.

We pray for our listeners and viewers; for their needs, healing and the salvation of those who have not yet accepted the gift of Your grace by faith.

We pray, Lord, for this world in which we live. Father, as Christians lead us to proclaiming the gospel where ever we are. May we do so in a loving way. Lead us to the truth of the days we are living in. We pray for the nation of Ukraine and its people; its leaders, those who have fled the country to find safety, those who are still trying to leave the country and those who are staying to fight the invading army of their enemy. May their faith and determination be an example to the entire world.

Dear Lord, prepare us and our listeners and viewers for the coming week. We pray that it is You we live for and You who leads us. As we walk with you this week, may it be Your hand clasped around our hand so we may feel the grasp of Your love.

We pray in the name of Jesus, our Savior and Redeemer.

Amen 4/3/2022

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