A Child’s tale

Taste and see the goodness of God

Instead we taste mixed blessings of sod

A serpent’s tale told hidden truth

And the gates of hell are unloosed

Our tastes contaminated by our tears

As our only hope becomes our fears

Hiding from each other and God

Waiting in fear our return to the sod

Pain and despair become our lot

Our only legacy our burial plot

Age and aging take their toll

As grasping ages forward roll

First made God’s Word do twist

First born to God raise a fist

Murder moves from heart to hand

And blood stains the weeping land

An endless cry of eternal despair

What to me my brother’s care?

Divorced from others breeding strife

Divorced of meaning from all life

The line of murders has begun

As darkness exists under the sun

Despair cries from broken heart

Wounded by death’s horrid dart

Brother’s kill brother’s to begin

But borders cannot contain our sin

Different, alike it doesn’t matter

Murders master brings disaster

Tears cannot wash away the blood

Though they match flood for flood

Blood stains cover our very soul

Is there no hope to make us whole?

Another Child born into life’s fray

Came to wash sin’s stain away

Tears no good against sin’s flood

Child covers with His own blood

The blood of a Heart holy and pure

Becomes mankind’s hoped for cure

The victim of murder this Child

Conquers murders master so wild

Lifted above sin’s dark stain

Lifted hope to mankind again

Through a Child forgiveness will reign

This Child’s blood removes the stain

Murder’s master revenge so wild

Now attacks the helpless Child

Children’s blood through fingers flow

So our land is filled with dark woe

Turn to the Child who removes the stain

And you will be whole once again

PAIN

I know pain my old friend

For pain is my old friend

We have lived life endlessly

Lived life so painfully

There is no day without pain

My own eternal strain

Not always the same place

Not always seen on my face

Some days worse than others

Under pains darkest covers

Sleep evade and rest it flees

Steals away my times of ease

Rest cannot hold it at bay

For pain has come to stay

Does this pain belong to me?

Why, O Lord, cannot I flee?

Is this my own fleshly thorn?

To be this lifetime borne?

Is God the author of this pain?

Is it because of my own stain?

Questions many answers few

When will this pain be through?

Is God too small or pain too large?

Does pain my strength enlarge?

Will answers decrease my pain?

Will they decrease my stain?

Is it forgiveness that I need?

Or His laws should I heed?

Or is pain a part of life?

Lived in such varied strife?

If not our own than others

Jailed in pain like brothers

Some pain is our very own

Some by others is strown

Like seeds of death they bloom

Growing into our own doom

Found and lost all the same

Caught in this painful game

Paying the price for mans sin

Until we can begin again

Jesus is our hope and healing

For pains terrible dealing

One day the end will come at last

When life begins and darkness past

Let it go

Pilgrim let it roll away

Harder to make it stay

Always wants to return

Causes our heart to burn

Cut the ties that hold it in

Cut the ties holding our sin

Oh God, let it roll away

Please let it leave today

No guarantee it won’t return

Even though I sin do spurn

Please God help me today

Please God, let it roll away

White as Snow

Snow covers the hardened ground

Kissing the ear with a gentle sound

Each flake an amazing gift of God

Covering a stained earthly sod

Landscape changes in our view

All looks cleansed and all looks new

Mud, grass, trees all lost to sight

Covered by this blanket of white

Coldness chills our hearts blood

Chilled through by this white flood

Icicles descending from every tree

An army of daggers surrounding me

Flakes of snow dancing in the sky

Their finale on the ground they lie

Compounded by their growing number

Drifting and lifting in their slumber

My heart is like the cold hard ground

Sin and darkness in it abound

God sent His Son’s cleaning flood

And covers me in Jesus’ blood

The white covers my hard heart

Cracking and breaking it apart

The whiteness covers my heart’s sod

A gift of love from my God

Denomination

We seek our Hope in denominations.

We find our fellowship in denominations.

We find our identity in denominations.

We are divided by our denominations. 

But we are the body of Christ.

We each play a part in Christ.

But we are united in Christ.

We are one in God through Christ. 

To be in a denomination is not Christ.

To be in a congregation is not Christ.

To be in a study is not Christ.

To be in fellowship is not Christ.

Worldwide unity is only in the Church.

Eternal unity is only in the Church.

Sharing Christ with all is the Church.

Offering hope and love is the Church 2/4/2020