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Please God...

God, don’t let me be a pampered prince

Whose face will twist and body wince,

Whenever You call for earthly expense;

Who spouts an excuse in his defense.

Please God, don’t let me be like this.

Don’t let me be an empty cup

The Spirit never could fill up.

Too lazy to take my Kingdom place

Content to sit and fill this space.

Please God, don’t let me be like this.

Don’t let me be a stubborn child

Fooled by Satan, my mind beguiled

With temporal false values of this world,

Who never got his flag unfurled.

Please God, don’t let me be like this.

Don’t let me be a greedy dolt

As unruly as a headstrong colt

Thinking only of me, yes me, me, me,

A totally selfish, unfruitful tree.

Please God, don’t let me be like this.

Don’t let me be a busy bee

Without time to commune with thee;

Too busy to serve the King of Kings

Pursuing a heap of material things.

Please God, don’t let me be like this.

Don’t let me be a fickle fellow

With character like a bowl of jello

Wishy then washy, then undecided,

Never decisive, always misguided.

Please God, don’t let me be like this.

Please let me be a faithful servant

My heart in tune, my spirit fervent.

To use my gifts for Christ my King

All of myself to Him I bring.

Please God, please let me be like this.

There are some words I long to hear

O that they will fall on my ear.

“Well done, thou servant, enter thy rest.

Come join all who passed the test.”

Please God, let me hear this!

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A Christmas Poem

A Christmas Poem

Our Savior wasn't received as a King

That very first Christmas morn.

No elegant robes, only homemade clothes

The infant’s body adorned.

No fame, no trumpet, no grand speech,

No hint that He the world would teach;

No one noble anointed his head;

He lay in a manger instead of a bed.

The GREATNESS of God was contained within

This infant Christ-child born without sin.

Filled with Glory, Truth, and Light,

Born to bring hope for sinful man’s plight.

Born to die that mankind might live,

Born to pardon and forgive.

Born to bear our sin and shame,

To die our death, assume our blame.

He climbed the hill bearing the cross,

Nails pierced flesh, all hope now lost.

 Enduring great pain, each breath diminished,

He cried out to God; then it was finished.

Laid in the grave, His flesh now dead;

Wrapped in a shroud from toe to head,

He conquered death, and after three days,

Rose from the dead and abandoned the grave.

He lives today and forevermore,

Salvation once lost has been restored.

Eternal life, purpose and joy,

Fear of death now destroyed.

Christ alone gives new life,

Hope for heaven and absence from strife.

It was He who healed my sin-stained soul,

Assured me of heaven and a life that’s whole.

When you think of Christmas this year

Consider Christ whose life so dear

Was given to bring salvation true

That the promise of heaven would include you.

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Acts 2 – Part 3 – The Remarkable Early Church - Acts 2:32-33, 37-47

                                Acts 2:32-33, 37-47

Peter powerfully preached that day of our Lord’s divinity,

The nature of God and man infused, second person of the Trinity.

Resurrected and ascended to heaven, He sits with the Father enthroned,

No one else can be our redeemer. Only He alone.

Their hearts pierced, the people cried out, “Brothers what can we do?”

We have earnestly heard your message, and we know it’s true.”

“Repent of your sin,” Peter said, “be baptized in His name.

Declare to all your salvation; allegiance to Christ proclaim.”

Christ will grant you pardon for sin and send the gift of the Spirit.

His power will flow from deep within to share with those who hear it.

This Father’s promise is given today and to others yet to come.

Salvation is offered to all who believe, won for us by God’s Son.

Peter preached with power and passion urging the crowd to respond.

“Save yourself from your futile lifestyle, prepare for the life beyond.”

Those who believed were saved that day, about 3,000 in all.

The apostles baptized steadily those who answered the call.

How does an infant church behave when thousands come in a day?

What do they do? How are they taught? Where do they meet to pray?

They met in the temple courtyard by day and in their homes by night.

Through teaching, prayer and fellowship, many came to the Light.

A sense of awe came over them because of the Spirit’s presence.

It didn’t matter one’s social class: ruler, slave or peasant.

Every day in the temple grounds the apostles were present to teach

Every night in loving homes hungry new souls were reached.

The apostles received spiritual power performing signs and wonders.

Souls were saved, bodies healed, and marriages going under.

No one was hungry, no one unsheltered, no dire need unmet.

Always there was food to eat and a sleeping place at sunset.

The energy empowering the church came from our Savior’s love.

Every believer was renewed in the image of Christ above.

They loved, they cared, and freely shared that which God had given,

A literal, visible transformation by God’s pure love now driven.

This is what the church should be. Please note what God would do:

He would add daily to His kingdom as the message breaks through.

What would happen if our lives cared far more deeply for others?

Could it be that God would give us many new sisters and brothers?

There is in this record an element of truth that cannot be denied:

We would win more souls to Christ if to our will we died.

If we will live fully for Christ alone; open our heart and abode,

God will send us His chosen ones to learn about heaven’s road.

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Acts 2 – Part 2 – Peter’s Pentecost Sermon

Acts 2:14-24

Peter stepped forward to preach that day completely unafraid;

The Spirit gave him the words to say and a message to convey.

“These men are not drunk as you suppose, for it’s only nine in the morn.

This is the message Joel wrote about, the day men are reborn.

In the last days, God has said, His Spirit will be poured out.

It heralds salvation for all men and that’s what this is about.

The prophet Joel wrote of a time when many would prophesy,

Of men and women saved and filled by the One who can satisfy.

It ought to be clear these folks are not drunk but praising God on high

Declaring His wonders in dialects each of you recognize.

In the last days implausible changes will happen in man’s heart.

What you see and hear today is God’s incredible start.

Our God has promised to send the Spirit to men and women alike.

He has come to live within, to guide you in your life.

There will be signs in future days on earth and heaven above,

A darkened sun, a blood-red moon, and salvation for those He loves.

People of Israel, listen up! God is declaring salvation.

His Son, Jesus, gave His life to reconcile every nation.

You heard the truth, observed His life, saw His signs and wonders.

The earth shook, the sun was dark; you heard the awesome thunder.

All these things will happen again before the Day of the Lord.

Many who remain in their sin will perish by dagger and sword;

But all who call upon the Lord believing in His name

Will be forgiven, saved to new life, spared from the fiery flame.

Our Lord’s death was God’s great plan, the only deliverance from sin,

The sacrifice able to cleanse and transform us from within.

Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God, betrayed and murdered by man,

Gave Himself as our sacrifice; there is no one else who can.

God has raised Him from the dead. The tomb could not contain Him.

Sinless perfection, our daily bread, death could not restrain Him.

When we place our trust in Him, God counts His death as ours

We rise to new life, His grace poured out in glorious heavenly showers.

This is the essence of Peter’s message that very first Pentecost Day.

If you believe, the Spirit will come to live within you and stay.

You’ll have this life to grow in Christ; fulfill your purpose on earth

When you say “yes” to our loving God; experience a spiritual rebirth.

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