A Meditation of a Prophet. To the Chief Musician. A Hosanna of Gary. My Spirit is within, Says the LORD, Lest fear overcome. My Word is near, Says the LORD, Lest tempest rule. My will is given, Says the LORD, Lest sin remain. For in darkest night, My glory is your light, For you are …
And the prophet called upon the LORD, “Oh, that my body is calm and knows peace, that I may bless others through prayers, And that others may bless me in return. That I would be honest and humble, And not cling to this earth, so that I may remember my place.”
So many times as people of faith, we are encouraged to pray “in Jesus’ name.” What is the reasoning behind this? Is it merely a phrase we repeat to ask for God’s favor? Is it how we show we’re on God’s side? Please consider the scriptures below. The scriptures teach that Jesus is here when …
How shall I liken the children of this generation? It is like a woman who is about to be boiled, but even so; she wants the water tepid so that when she enters in, it’s comfortable. This is how I shall liken the children of this generation.
To the Chief Musician. A Hosanna of Gary. My God in heaven, Hurry quickly. Do not cast us off In the rising storm. When I call out to thee, Your presence is sure. If I deny your love, Your Son is a beacon in the night.
Sometimes we look at the world and think that it’s pretty crazy. Are we comforted in other’s derision? If this is our plan for fellowship, it’s easy to lose sight of the hope the world is entitled to. Let God and me illustrate the importance of being honest when speaking with Jesus. We must learn …
A Praise of Worship. To the Chief Advocate. A Hosanna of Gary. The LORD is Wonderful, For His presence is assured. His strength is honorable with no regret, For He gives to all men freely, And His intentions are secure. As with the breaking of dawn, His love sings praises. Glory breaks forth into song, …
To the Chief Musician of Songs. A Contemplation of the Righteous in a Tribute to Christ the King. A Hosanna of Gary. Lift a voice unto the hills, from whence comes my help? From a place within, not without, hath declared the King of Kings. The Spirit within me yearns jealously for my years, When …
A Praise of Worship. To the Chief Musician in Heaven. A Hosanna of Gary. Strike the timbrel; Awaken the lute! With voices joined, we lift our praises! When our enemies assembled, Their teeth were like swords. But no place was given, God slew them in earnest. The holy are marked, By God-who-sees. Ten thousand may …
It’s spring of 2020. I’m sitting around Easter morning in my pajamas. My thoughts went back to a few months ago when God told me there would be some downtime. So I’m sitting around in my pajamas Easter morning, asking for gratitude. COVID-19 lurks outside. In some regard, there is futility in resting. Modern philosophy …
