Living in God's Rhyme Podcast Episode 6

THIS ONE SCARES ME

Playing solitaire, telling God just one more game.

As usual my mind is abuzz with things of tomorrow.

I have an interview for God Still Rhymes,

I’ve done one before, I am with a friend.

Nothing to worry about with this wandering.

Then I ask a question, Lord what do you want me to do?

He answered, my dear son I have something for you.

My heart is still beating, my mind wondering why,

My heart telling me to stop the wondering, He is why.

The keys on the keyboard my fingers do not touch,

Not wanting to type anymore words and

Knowing that, knowing that I cannot say no.

No, it is finally my time to take a stand.

I had been thinking of a Bible study

Where there were those who had conversations with God.

And there I sat thinking I did not belong there

Because I had not, was there something in me odd?

But here I am today

Writing of God’s ways

That when I pray

I hear his voice

And he hears mine.

His voice giving me the letters.

Forming the words,

Continually forming my soul

That in his way he will make me better.

I have conversations with him,

We occasionally sing a hymn.

He’s everywhere

If I am aware.

Lord take away my anxiety,

Let me not worry about the rhymes,

Open the door to this cavern in which I live

So I am open to all that you have to give.

Reflection On This One Scares Me

I was told to write it.

In my reflection in the book I wrote, I was told to write it. That sounds kind of harsh today. I do remember that I had been thinking about this butt really didn’t want to write it. That’s why the title, This One Scares Me.

AS ONLY YOU CAN

I look at the clouds and I wonder aloud

What lies beyond the skies?

Whatever can be though looking I cannot see.

I look at the wonder of it all and I hear your call.

Beyond the skies is Heaven above,

Where there are no whys, just your love.

But first we share in this world of ours

For what we care in each day’s hours.

The mountains, the valleys,

The meadows, the deserts,

And the vast deep waters,

They all exist inside of us.

You spoke the earth into existence,

You breathed your breath into man,

Your power knew no resistance.

It was only and is only you who can.

May we live in your glory,

Be a part of your story.

May we every day strive

To have you in our lives.

May we see the splendor,

Of all you do, of who we are

As we shine brighter than the stars

When we let you, Lord, be who you are.

THE STORY OF MY PRAYER

Dear Father in Heaven I pray that I live for you today.

Dear God I pray that all I say

Is that your will be done, that I live for your Son,

That with the setting sun, your will has been done.

My heartfelt hope, my desire

Is that I not deserve your ire,

That by your indwelling spirit,

The voice of your words, I hear it.

So why today do I feel defeated?

Why do I know there is a distance

Between you and me, and what I see?

Why do I know it is all because of . . .?

As I am lay my head upon my bed

I feel the fear that you are not near.

The fear that I know is that of what I did sow,

That when I shut the door, I feel your presence no more.

It is time that is wasted,

In a vast waste land that is my mind.

It is blessings that are squandered

As not trying, you I did not find.

Then your word as I pray to repent:

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good.

And what does the Lord require of you?

To act justly and to love mercy

and to walk humbly with your god.

Micah 6: 8

As I get ready for sleep, as my soul does weep,

I pray that what I did sow, tomorrow will not grow.

As I get ready for sleep, I pray that my soul you keep,

Keep it from the dust, that I do what I must.

Yes, Lord I pray for your help in living my life

In a way that pleases you and those I meet.

I do pray for your help keeping me from strife,

From falling in the gutter of the crowded city street.

But more than that prayer

I pray that you remove the door,

The one that I keep closing,

That when closed keeps you out.

When that door is closed

My voice is silent

And my hearing deaf,

My sight is blinded.

So I ask Lord that this be my prayer:

But for me, I watch in hope for the LORD,

I wait for God my Savior;

my God will hear me

Micah 7: 7

CONCLUDING PRAYER

Dear Father in Heaven,

It is not just what you have done,

But what you do every day

Yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Lord, I know that in prayer

The words need not rhyme.

You are the rhyme and in me

You have blessed me with your words.

I may not always know what to say,

But I know when I take time to pray

Your Holy Spirit living within me will lead the way

So that through my prayer I will not be led astray.

I thank you Father for my salvation

I thank you for loving me so much

That you sent your Son to die for my sins.

For that I do not know what to say, . . . I love you.

You have taken this wretch of a man

And lifted him up so he may see

All that in you, he can be.

I pray that your presence will never leave.

No, it is not you who will leave.

I pray that it is not me.

Dear Lord, I pray that your word,

The rhymes you have for us,

Will shake this world with your love

So that one day we will all not just see,

But be in Heaven above.

Save us from ourselves.

Take us off the shelves

Where we collect only dust.

Through your Son, Jesus,

I pray that all believe

And receive your grace.

Amen and Amen

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