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25, Season Episode 5 - SHOW NOTES & COPYRIGHTS (10/8/21)

 

I would like to apologize for a mistake I made in last week’s podcast.  When talking about David and the Psalms, I said he earned his salvation.  The did not earn it, he prayed to live in God’s salvation.  It is only by God’s grace we find salvation.  Forgive me for my mis-statement.

Again this week I m not sure where this one is going.  4 poems from Living In God’s Rhyme (©2017 by Tim Carter).  Again the common thread is God and Jesus.  That is  more than good enough.  We’ll just follow the Spirit where He leads.

From Living In God’s Rhyme, pg. 29

MONDAY MORNING THE NIGHT BEFORE

There is nothing to say

Nothing new in any way

Except the thunder I hear

Slowly as it moves near

 

There is one difference I have noticed

Since putting letters together that form the words

Well now two

I have misplaced the punctuation

And one line is too long

 

But through it all,

On this day I still hear

His voice, his call.

He is still, as always, here.

 

Always and forever

Includes tomorrow,

Knowing the he will never

Leave me in my sorrow.

 

Another day to be in his presence

Another hour to be thankful

That through his grace my penance,

He has taken from me, it is paid in full.

 

So, I will awake in the morning,

To the rising Son.

There will be no mourning,

The battle he has won.

 

The only fear I will know

Is the awesome reverence

That by his holiness I must show

To God for taking my repentance.

 

Monday morning’s prayer is

That all my desires

Are that I live wanting what is his,

His love for me is all I desire.

On pg. 34

THE RHYME OF GOD, THE RHYME OF ME

 

There may be no rhymes

As in other times.

But it is not that the Lord

Has struck a lost chord.

(if he did it would be sung

as every church bell was rung)

His rhyme is his word,

The scriptures we read

Through which he plants the seed,

With hope that we have heard.

 

It is through his grace

That we see his face

In those we meet

And those we greet.

 

If we believe,

In us lives his rhyme

Forever in time.

He will not deceive.

 

Then I decided to write

About something right,

But got it wrong

Because it was me,

Me, just me, alone.

 

I can wander in this world,

Oblivious to all that is good.

I can try by myself

To lift myself up,

Up above the 

Hustle without

The bustle,

And fail 

Because the bustle

Of this world

Is the hustle

That tells me

All I see

Is all I need.

 

Then I awake from what I hope was a dream,

Hoping that all is not what it seemed.

I look in the mirror and see

The reflection of what I used to be.

 

What I used to be before

My Savior redeemed me,

Made me righteous in his eyes,

The eyes of his Father in Heaven above.

Every moment of every day I felt his love.

A love for me and those who surround

My life, who have oft times run aground.

 

I pray that what I dream

Is never real.

I pray that what may seem

Somewhat surreal

Is nothing more than a bad dream

From a bad movie scene.

 

As I live I pray that temptation

I turn over to my Savior

Who has conquered my sin

No matter where I’ve been.

 

When I turn my back

I lose my sight

Of what is wrong

And who is right.

 

May I focus my eyes,

The eyes of my soul,

So that to my sin I die.

He has mended the hole.

 

Reflection on The Rhyme of God, the Rhyme of Me

Someone once asked me at a book signing where the name God’s Rhyme came from for the first book. From Him I said, He is the Rhyme. Later I realized that I also had a poem in the book with that title. What a memory!

On pg. 47

HAVE WE SEEN, HAVE WE HEARD, ARE WE HEALED

Though seeing, they do not see,

    though hearing they do not hear or

          understand. 

In them is fulfilled the prophecy of Isaiah;

    You will be ever hearing but never 

          understanding;

    you will be ever seeing but never perceiving.

    For this people’s heart has become

          calloused;

    They hardly hear with their ears,

    and they have closed their eyes.

    Otherwise they might see with their eyes,

          hear with their ears,

          understand with their hearts

    and turn, and I would heal them,”

Matthew 13: 13-15

 

The heart keeps the body alive

Pumping blood through our veins

So in living we might thrive,

We might live without bodily pains.

 

But when calloused our heart becomes,

We seek wealth

Instead of health.

Our days become totals of our sums.

 

Our hearing, our sight

Do not hear or see the fight

As we run from the light

Into darkness.

 

This world has forsaken the light.

Living with our adulterous gods of money and sin,

Never knowing what should be right,

Never knowing that tomorrow we may not win.

 

We believe that the easy road leads to pleasure

As we follow our heart to find the treasure,

The satisfaction of believing we are good,

Not knowing we never really understood.

 

Have we heard someone speak

That as mere mortals we are weak?

Has someone ever taken our hand

And lifted us up to stand?

 

Has anyone asked you to listen, to look

At your yesterdays and todays to see what you took,

To see that we have no gain

For what we cause in a world of pain?

 

Someone please shout,

Shout the world about

About God’s saving grace

As we have we run this race.

 

Be healed,

Your fate sealed

By believing

And receiving

The Son

Of the one

And only God

Who loves us all.

Please,

Hear His call.

 

Reflection on Have We Seen, Have We Heard, Are We Healed”

 

Near the end of God’s Rhyme I noticed that the poetry was changing. There was more of the pain we cause God. I should correct that, more of the pain I cause God. It culminated with the last poem I wrote for the book, Broken Hearted. It was about how throughout Old Testament and New Testament history we have broken God’s heart. I think the God Still Rhymes has that in it also. In writing the third book I am finding that I am being led to continue that theme, that and the need for God in our lives, so our hearts will not be broken at the end of our days.

We read the following poem on Episode 8 of Season 1.  There must have been something or someone that led me to use the poem again on this episode.  Let’s see if we can figure it out.  It is on pg. 69

2 TIMOTHY 4:2

“Preach the word; be prepared in season and out of season; 

correct, rebuke and encourage – with great patience

and careful instruction.”

 

The word we are to preach,

In and out of season.

This command given to each

Believer for a reason.

 

We are not all preachers

And certainly not teachers.

But we are all believers

Overcoming deceivers.

 

If we are to preach the word,

We have to not only read the word,

We have to desire the need

To acknowledge what we read

Is indeed his plan

For a fallen man.

 

We must hunger for his word,

We must desire to know him,

We must listen to what we have heard,

We must want to do more that sing a hymn.

 

So we read, we pray,

Asking to understand

What we should say

To obey your command.

 

Ask God to put in your heart

A desire to live in his embrace

So that you may open a heart

Of someone lost in the race.

 

If we love God, we will follow him to the ends of the earth.  

It is only through him and the sacrifice of his Son, 

Through his unending grace that we find our worth.

May we show others the way before the day is done.

 

Thank you Lord.

Thank you Jesus

For who you are

For all you do.

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SLEEPLESS IN . . . , no not Seattle

Can’t sleep

So I’ll keep

On writing

Stop the fighting

The tossing and turning

And constant yearning

To fall asleep

Without a peep.

It’s like a run on sentence

Without ending, period

Words will rhyme

Why not time

That’s a question

Of my hesitation

To lay my head

Upon my bed

And there the sentence ends.

Oh my,

Oh why

Does my brain not sends,

Plural for more than once,

Understanding to me?

I have no pillow that I can see!

There it is on the floor

By the dresser drawer.

Must have been in a fight

Sometime earlier in the night.

Now I can lay my head

On the pillow on the bed.

Good night and sweet dreams I wish for myself. (It’s cloudy so I can’t wish upon a star.)

That’s enough!

Don’t make another peep!

It isn’t tough.

Close your eyes and go to sleep!

Do it now!!!!

Closing Prayer

If you give

Him the times

As you live

His word rhymes

 We are the King’s kids and you will never get rid of us because we are His with Jesus.

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"We are the King’s kids and you’ll never get rid of us because we are His with Jesus."