Thursday, July 21, 2011

My God grieves as in that night in Gethsemane


everytime my eyes gaze at idols


My Savior’s voice becomes a fading whisper


in my every doubt and grumble


My redeemer is crucified once again


as I turn my back from His loving face


Every idol, every ounce of unbelief


is my King’s crown of thorns


Each act of unfaithfulness is a shout of


“Crucify Him!”


My disobedience is the heavy cross He bears


and I lash His body a hundred times with my ungratefulness


His flesh is torn, His sweat mixed with blood


The wickedness within me hammers the nails into my Lord’s hands and feet


I hear Him groan in suffering,


still my utter pride takes Him to Calvary


The Son of God shall only die once


yet in every moment of my self-centeredness and rebellion,


Jesus Christ, my Lord and King,


in my heart,


dies a painful and gruesome death over again.

by: Sganarelle Villa

Friday, July 1, 2011

OUT OF THE STORM Job 38:1; 40:6

Though storms are unpleasant and it is hard to see any good out of them I have found these two verses in Job that caught my attention. God spoke to Job "out of the storm." It is often very difficult to hear Him speak because of the noise of the storm. We are so preoccupied with trying to calm the storm that we don't hear His voice. Often the voice is soft and gentle making it even harder to hear. I think that is the way He wants it. He wants to make sure we know it is Him and not just another voice of distraction coming from the storm.

Storms can come in various forms; fanancial problems, family issues, difficulties on the job. All are hard to handle and unwanted. But there is nothing more precious than to hear the voice of God. If it is His voice then He is giving you special attention. Maybe He is telling you what you need to do. It may be a word of comfort that is desperately needed. Whatever He has to say, it will be special.

Be careful how you may complain when the storm comes. Your complaining may drown out His voice and you may miss the blessing. Endure the storm. It will pass. The blessing will stay.

"BRO GERRY"

Hosea 10:12 NIV

"Sow for yourselves righteousness, reap the fruit of unfailing love, and break up your unplowed ground; for it is time to seek the LORD, until he comes and showers righteousness on you."