I’ve never heard God speak so loud. I have a chance to make Him proud. He gave, for me, a chore to do. A ministry to carry thru. A chance to reach to hurting souls. Perhaps relight their smoldering coals. To give them strength! An ounce of hope! To show things thru a different scope. To introduce them to His Son, And all the awesome things He’d done. He made the call. I took the quest. To do what Jesus taught me best. My life’s been filled with so much pain. Been lotsa good, but mostly strain. This used to fill my thoughts with shame. I’ve now attached them to my name. For there’s a purpose for my struggle. For all the things I chose to juggle. God was just preparing me. The time has come for sharing me. That others just might learn from me. Appreciate concern from me. See their lives inside my mirror. Overcome their deepest fear. Find the joy that I am finding. Stop their lives from more unwinding. Face their problems, dead in the eye. Overcome them. At least to try! That’s why, I know, my life was ripped. To see that I was well equipped. To face the task ahead of me. So he’ll have no regret of me. Thru media and Internet. Publishers I’ve yet to’ve met. I must get my message out. That folks know, for sure, what I’m all about. The love that Christ instilled in me, The Spirit that He filled in me, Is there, for them, if they’ll just ask. That’s my message. That’s my task. I’ve took His Word. I’ll stand in it. I’ve got God’s mighty hand in it. I’ve got a lot of work to do. Some lives to touch, ‘fore I am thru. So now to go where God doth lead me. I hope you’ll take some time to read me. Perhaps He’ll touch you in some small way. Thru something He gave me to say.
The world’s a stage. We have our mission. To walk, talk and act like a Christian. There shouldn’t be a lot of be The Bible is God’s given Word. It’s often read. It’s often heard. It’s there, for us. The Lord knows we need it. Yet many people just won’t read it.
The only Bible many see Is what it’s done to you and me. How our lives have been affected. Proof of us, and God, connected. How quickly we wander towards distractions.
Our Words mean nothing without our actions. People watch us very closely. For any sin! The smallest dose! That’s why we have to have firm roots. Take off our weathered, sinful boots. Start walking down the paths we choose.
In Holy, Saintly, Christian shoes. We can’t say one thing, do another. We have to focus on our brother. But even more, the Christ that died.
God’s hand was present! Not Jesus’ pride! With that, I think you must agree. The only Bible some will see. Is the one that’s written on our face. Proof of the Savior’s promised grace. Unless, of course, you’re just pretending.
This role should be our heart’s delight. To serve our Lord, with all of our might. As heirs to his kingdom, let’s act that way. So He can be proud, and proclaimed each day.
There are many who won’t read God’s book. Yet, we can make them take a look. Keep in mind this dire need. You’re the only Bible that they may read!
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