Three kings go to war
Only one fears the Lord
They all get really
thirsty
No water is in store
Jehoshaphat calls out for a
prophet
Elisha steps up to bat
Tells the others if it wasn't for the
one,
They would not have a chance
God provided lots of water
And it
tricked the enemies
They thought it was a pool of blood
They came to look
and see (II Kings 3)
Our weapons are not carnal
We aren't fighting
flesh and blood
Our enemy is more dangerous
He gets right inside of
us
When you are in a battle
Do you call out for the one?
Who can
really help you fight?
Who makes the enemy run?
Striking down
imaginations
Being ready to revenge
Any disobedience and thought
That
exalts itself over Him
II Cor 10:4-6
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Traveling over stormy seas
Trying so hard to row
The savior was away praying
On a mountain all alone
The day had been a long one
Tending sheep without a Shepard
He had fed all of them
Even had some left over
But when the disciples were all alone
And caught up in the storm
They forgot all the miracles
That Jesus had performed
Are you now caught up
In one of this life's battles
Don't take your eyes off Jesus
He is the only thing that matters
Mark 6;51 And he went up unto them into the ship; and the wind ceased: and they were sore amazed in themselves beyond measure, and wondered.
For they considered not the miracle of the loaves: for their heart was hardened.
Trying so hard to row
The savior was away praying
On a mountain all alone
The day had been a long one
Tending sheep without a Shepard
He had fed all of them
Even had some left over
But when the disciples were all alone
And caught up in the storm
They forgot all the miracles
That Jesus had performed
Are you now caught up
In one of this life's battles
Don't take your eyes off Jesus
He is the only thing that matters
Mark 6;51 And he went up unto them into the ship; and the wind ceased: and they were sore amazed in themselves beyond measure, and wondered.
For they considered not the miracle of the loaves: for their heart was hardened.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Gather the people together
A storm is brewing in the heart
The storm is a tornado
One huge storm made up of three parts
All things pushed away
As the storm thunders through
Things that can be shaken
Are destroyed and removed
Behind is left a quiet still
A place of peace and rest
Desiring only God's will and
A heart that endures the tests.
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