Poetry

Remember in the Dark

I came into His inner roomAnd heard what He had to say

It spoke deeply to my heart

His love and grace was bright as day
Then as I was walking

Things started turning dim

Obstacles began contrasting

All I’d heard from Him

Luke 12:3
What you have said in the dark will be heard in the daylight, and what you have whispered in the ear in the inner rooms will be proclaimed from the roofs.

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Poetry

Spirit vs. Flesh

Giving into you
Made you stronger

Giving you attention

Made you hold on longer

Always seeking your own satisfaction

While pretending to be my friend

Yet every road you’ve chosen for me

Has led to bitter ends

So once again I denounce you

Your wicked ways and selfishness

I’ll nourish my Spirit to overcome

This battle with my own flesh.

Colossians 3:5

Put to death, therefore, whatever belongs to your earthly nature: sexual immorality, impurity, lust, evil desires and greed, which is idolatry.

Galatians 5:16-18

So I say, let the Holy Spirit guide your lives. Then you won’t be doing what your sinful nature craves. The sinful nature wants to do evil, which is just the opposite of what the Spirit wants. And the Spirit gives us desires that are the opposite of what the sinful nature desires. These two forces are constantly fighting each other, so you are not free to carry out your good intentions. But when you are directed by the Spirit, you are not under obligation to the law of Moses.

Poetry

Tether

Tether me

Tether me

To Your side

For in my heart

Lurks desire

To go astray

Tether me

Tether me

To Your side

To keep me near

And protect me

From my own way

 

Romans 7:15

I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.

Poetry

Your Will Be Done

 I desire immediate gratification.

But often Your timing is different than mine.

Please help me to remember in my struggle for pleasure,

That Your will be done, not mine.

In my need, I surrender my heart to You.

One broken area at a time.

In Your grace, I offer my thanks to You.

For being patient when I am so stubborn and blind.

May I trust You enough to ask every day that Your will be done, not mine. 

Poetry

Driver

Step away from the wheel

You are just a babe

Your feet don’t even reach the floor

The wheel is too heavy

You can’t hold it straight

I see you keep veering off course

Let me take over

I’ve got it from here

You don’t need to steer anymore

Isaiah 43:16-19

This is what the Lord says— he who made a way through the sea, a path through the mighty waters, who drew out the chariots and horses, the army and reinforcements together, and they lay there, never to rise again, extinguished, snuffed out like a wick: “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.