The Child, The Bride

My precious child, sore-tested

With hunger, banishment and sword

Cast out of home to loneliness

Outlasting by my word

This fire, hot and fierce

This anvil, hard as stone

This faith I planted in you

Is proving pure and true and firm

 

My bride of beauty fair

I have clothed you with my own

While you waited long, expectant

I’ve prepared for you a home

Behold, I’m coming quickly

Make your preparations sure

None other shall possess you

We shall be one, you shall be pure

 

11/8/2014

Reflecting on Iraq…Christians…

What I Learned or Was Reminded of Today

In discussions today during the ‘Growth Group’ I am part of, these things were mentioned:

We have a choice in how we wait for things

We can have an ‘earthly’ view (look at everything in relation to the present) or eternal view

We can – or do we – look back with hindsight

Focus on side-tracks can lead to deception/being deceived

Intensity may increase near to the end/delivery

A seed planted, has to have died first

Justice should be taken very seriously

The hard and painful stuff will have an end, but He who is absolute truth will not

Pay attention to the signs

Look with and not through the eyes (Michael Card’s words)