Colossians

Colossians 1 and 2

 

Delivered from darkness

To a kingdom of love

Redeemed and forgiv’n

By the purchase of God

 

The Father full-pleased

And the Son fully God

Bring a balanced account

Making peace, the Son’s blood

 

We preach and we teach

Warn every woman and man

In the wisdom of Christ

Present perfected to stand

 

The body of Christ

Holds the Godhead replete

As he rules over all

We, in him, are complete

 

Colossians 1:13-14, 19-20, 28, 2:9-10

2/5/2020

Gina Marie

 

Colossians 3 and 4

 

United with Christ

Into life from above

We set our minds where he is

Be like our Father of love

 

Called out in love

To be shared, fully changed

Settle into kind compassion

With gentle patience arranged

 

Bear each, the other

Release in favour, the one

Who has struggled against you

As with us, the Saviour has done

 

And whatever we do

Or whenever we speak

With a heart that is thankful

It’s Jesus’ will that we seek

 

Being devoted and watchful

And thankful in prayer

Look for God’s open door,

Proclaim Christ’s mystery there (21/6/2020)

 

 

Colossians 3:1, 2, 13, 17, 4:2-3

Gina Marie

13/6/2020

 

Beware! Steep Descent

Remember the signs

When a pathway you choose

Remember the signs

Or in the poppies you’ll snooze

Remember the signs

When your way is not clear

Remember the signs

By their light, you can steer

 

But when there’s a day

That you look to the ground

Trudging on in your vision

With its limits and bounds

The fall may be great

But you’ll find from above

Grace and mercy were planted

A sweet cushion of love

5/7/202

1 John 2:1-2

NKJV

My little children, these things I write to you, so that you may not sin. And if anyone sins, we have an advocate with the father, Jesus Christ the righteous.

And he himself is the propitiation for our sins, and not for ours only but also for the whole world.

NIV

My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin. But if anybody does sin, we have an advocate with the father – Jesus Christ, the righteous one.

He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins, and not only for ours but also for the sins of the whole world.

 

Rich Mullins

So if I stand let me stand on the promise

That you will pull me through

And if I can’t, let me fall on the grace

That first brought me to you

 

CS Lewis – Remember the signs        ‘The Silver Chair’ – Aslan

“…remember, remember, remember the signs.

Say them to yourself when you wake in the morning and when you lie down at night, and when you wake in the middle of the night. And whatever strange things may happen to you, let nothing turn your mind from following the signs…I have spoken to you clearly…the signs which you have learned here will not look at all as you expect them to look…That is why it is so important to know them by heart and pay no attention to appearances. Remember the signs and believe the signs.”

Deuteronomy             6:4-8                11:18-21         17:14-20

6:6-7

And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the ways, when you lie down, and when you rise up.

 

Grateful Chorus

What a wonder!
The gracious Saviour!

In love he formed me
By grace restored me

His endless mercies
Shower down, concert me

Oh, great rejoicing!
My soul is voicing

I ne’er could fathom
Love’s endless cavern

With gifts abounding
T’ward me, astounding

In grateful chorus
I rise, victorious

The valley of trouble
By hope, smoothed of rubble

So I walk on in peace
Toward the bridegroom’s feast

I sing, in grateful chorus

22/1/2020

King of Glory, Prince of Peace

He has been my King of Glory

My rest, as Prince of Peace

On solid ground,

When waves surround

At journey’s start or when complete

My guiding light when dark descends

Leaves footprints in the sand

Amidst tumult, calm

Or eye of storm

Beside me, takes my hand

In life, and death, and season’ change

Obscured, or within view

He upright stands

Bends low with hands

To embrace, or pull me through

19/1/2020

A Song for the Season

The soul greatly shows all of greatness, supreme

And the breath of life, leaping, has a great song to sing

Of Divinity’s power and Redeemer’s great love

That in grace and in mercy, lives among us, the dove

As he looked all around, his gaze firmly set

On we who are bound, for by love we’re beset

We beheld from a wide-open eye and confessed

That as one, so the whole, through the ages he’d bless

You see, he who is able – has the power to do

Has made done the magnificent, for me and for you

So, in awe and as sacred, we hold to his name

Consid’ring his power and mercy, rests on each one the same

Evidently wielding the strength of his own

Through dispersing those high, in thought and in soul

Satisfying those longing with that which is good

And those possessed of abundance, sent empty to brood

The great one who succours the child of his love

In his mindful compassion and goodwill toward

Accordingly speaking to those gone before

Our father of faith, and those sown, evermore

Luke 1:46-55

24/12/2019

Christmas Greetings

The Mark

You are the mark!

Not some, else standard set.

It’s you we’re to aim for,

Not a task to be met.

As arrows you formed us,

Your quiver to fill,

Then released from your bow

Manoeuvred with skill.

It’s the breath of you,

Carrying with lift, dip and curve;

The darts gliding with purpose

T’ward the one whom they serve.

Fletching in place,

To spin and to stay;

Head of the arrow,

Formed and fit for each play.

Initial design and form, ne’er a change,

On the journey to bow,

Fit for this one arranged.

Fletching and head,

Both with end-goal in mind,

Each one’s journey-story

Determines each one in kind.

Form us and frame us,

The journey, you know.

The mark is your presence,

We’re ready to go.

Breath of life,

When we drop, lift us to soar

Till etern’ly embedded

Deep in your core.

1-2/4/2018

How Fortunate

How fortunate those who do not assert to have achieved the power of self

They have space to receive the gift of responsibility

How fortunate to have lamented regret and mourned over loss

These have heard the call to be near another’s side

How fortunate the mild and gentle soul

Theirs will be a gifted inheritance

How fortunate to have been in want for a need

Then the fulfilment of satisfaction or abundance can be appreciated

How fortunate to be actively compassionate

And to receive active compassion

How fortunate to have been washed clean of soul

These are they who gaze on and perceive the Divine

How fortunate those who action toward peace

They are named kin of the Divine

How fortunate when pushed to flee for being washed clean of soul

These ones rule with the heavenly

How fortunate to have been slandered and pursued by lies because of Christ Jesus – the washer of souls

You are those who fare well, who have great joy because of abundant reward from the Divine – as were those who foretold of the washer of souls

 

(Matthew Chapter 5, Verses 3-12)

4/11/2016

What Trouble?

What trouble are giants

The battle is God’s

Working uniquely

Defying the odds

Trust power and goodness

Perfect strength when you’re weak

Sit with spirits of likeness

Allow the teacher to teach

 

Unstable in fear

Brings intimidation

Christ’s victory through you

In obedient decision

Alone in a cave

A cry of dependence

All glory to God

As He shows His transcendence

 

11/6/2016

Responding to series of devotions on David by Chuck Swindoll

The Tree

A tree stood outside of the village.

Few noticed the tree as they went about the business of their days and nights.

But of those few who saw the tree, and stepped aside from the road to look closer, none would remain as they once were.

All who came to the tree saw their names carved into the timber.

All who kneeled before the tree and reached out to touch and own that they recognized their own name on this tree, grateful that they were named there, found they were washed by the tree’s life-blood, till they were clothed anew, white like light.

By this light were these few of the few given to see their gifts beneath the tree – once again, named with their own name.

Of these few clothed in white light, some would never open their gifts, some would open, but never use that contained within.

But a few of these few would receive, open, and use their own named gifts. They would provide for each other by use of these gifts. They would provide for those whose gifts remained unopened or unused. They would even provide for the passers-by, on the road and in the village.

As these few, of the few, of the few accessed and used their gifts, their gifts increased in depth and beauty and strength – and the few grew themselves, in strength, beauty, joy, insight and peace – their light shone brighter with every use of their gifts.

And those who came to the tree, saw their name engraved there, but would not acknowledge it as their own, nor embrace the tree and its gifts with gratefulness, wandered endlessly.

Unsettled in the village, unsettled on the road, and resentful of the tree…

…The tree stood outside of the village, off the oft-travelled road, but high and lifted up on the hill…

the bestower of life, gifts, restoration and purpose.

22/5/2015

The Tree