The Cost of Faith

Poetry

But what will it cost me, Lord?

Just trust me and believe.

What price will I pay?

Pick up your cross and follow Me.

You will not say what I may lose or gain

You only promise this path

will bring glory to Your name.

You promise heavenly treasures

I’ll be shown

And it will surpass all other paths

I have known.

Matthew 16:24

Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me.”

You Will Sea

Poetry

We’re getting closer to the sea

Torrential waves and armies surround

Our hearts now feeling the fear

That Your promises will not be found

Were our steps not led

By Your Sovereign hand?

Was our destruction

The goal of Your plan?

Oh, why bring us this far

Just to watch us fall?

But a voice reassures us

That’s not You at all.

So we take a step in faith

Our last option before defeat

And before us appears dry land

Where once was only rough sea.

“Then Moses stretched out his hand over the sea, and the Lord drove the sea back by a strong east wind all night and made the sea dry land, and the waters were divided.” Exodus 14:21

At Your Door

Poetry

Certain things I’ll never understand 

And some of them cause me pain

But when I place them in Your hand

They never quite feel the same

The sting is dulled, hope gets brighter

Faith feels renewed and restored.

So I’ll keep placing life in Your hands

And keep my torn heart at Your door

Hebrews 4:16

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

Being Mean

Poetry

This morning on the way to school, my 4 year old said “sometimes Caleb (his 7 yr old brother) is mean to me. So sometimes will you be mean to him too?”  I laughed a little on the inside thinking “of course I won’t be mean to your brother because he was mean to you. He’s my son too.”  

Then I wondered if that’s how it sounds to God when we wish He would “repay” the wrongs done to us. He hears us, gently smiles, understands why we feel that way but then reminds us that the person who hurt us is His child too.  And instead of “being mean to them”, He disciplines out of love and infinite wisdom, knowing exactly what each of us needs.  He provides mercy upon mercy just as He has done for me…. and for that, I am extremely grateful.

In the broken, In the silence

I sit and wait

Your hand is at work
I watch and pray
I give You the pieces
I trust what You say

Contentment

Poetry

I asked for years how to find itI searched, pleaded, implored

Imposters came and went until

One day it arrived at my door
It came in unannounced

Hidden by the storm outside

It learned it’s way around

Waiting for me to recognize
So when the storm ended

I looked to see where it went

And standing right beside me

There it was, true contentment.
Philippians 4:11-13
…for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through him who gives me strength.