Happy Birthday America

Happy birthday America,

a land for the free

home to liberty.

You started as an idea,

a rebellion

against an overreaching king

across the sea.

Lives laid on the line

when a revolution

would define

generations to come;

Independence declared

and the shot

was heard round the world.

A thread of sacrifice

from colony to colony,

seeking to undo

the stronghold of a

formidable foe.

Redcoats to fear,

muskets in hand

of ordinary patriots;

this is a land for the free,

home to liberty.

Hard fought and won

by Providence’s Hand-

Washington, Adams,

Jefferson, Franklin

and even Lafayette

forged our flag

with courage, intellect, honor

and sacrifice.

What blessing is ours,

what grace to receive.

Born American,

and naturalized citizens

teeming with ideas

and grit

and prayer

for the New Experiment.

Is she flawless?

heavens, no-

but what such place is?

We became

a land for the free,

home to liberty;

and with God’s help

we will endure,

looking to Him

for grace secure.

The future awaits

but we must

bend the knee

to keep

a land for the free,

home to liberty.

Elijah

When the professing ones

have deserted,

be an Elijah.

When Jezebel

takes her seat,

be an Elijah.

When the world

is upside down,

heathen to the core,

be an Elijah.

God answers

in consuming fires

and in a gentle whisper.

You are not

a sole worshipper.

He always reserves

a remnant

for His glory.

Do not tell

Him

you’ve had enough.

Do not lay down

to die.

Emmanuel-

protects

provides

and strengthens,

back to work

in His grace

and power,

not yours.

They smile to your face

and mock your faith.

They yell at your face

and revile your God.

They ignore your face

and hate the Christ.

When evil reigns

be an Elijah.

Rebuke the darkness

with your life.

Restrain wickedness

with your prayers.

Rest in the Almighty God

with trust in His plan

and get to work.

Be an Elijah.

*Inspired by 1 Kings 18:7-19:18

Homeward

You do not

belong here

on this earthen soil,

with its trinkets and

trifles and endless toil.

How pitiful it would be

if you were not

free?

There is more beyond

that is Home;

just over the Sun,

you are not alone.

God is fitting you

for His place,

but the world laughs

as you run the race.

Rest weary heart and sing-

sadness cannot last

in the arms

of our King.

The Thorns are Sharp

The thorns are sharp

the hedge is high.

Patience,

dear one

the Land is nigh.

I call at night

and in the day,

He always

hears me when

I pray.

Perseverance

dear one,

these days are but

a dream

that lead to

the unseen.

Courage

dear one,

the stepping stones

provide a way

to grow

each day.

Deeper,

deeper

in the thorn

so pours forth

Love’s Divine

horn

of strength, salvation

and a song;

you are

right where you belong.

Prepare Him Room

“A spiritual kingdom lies all about us, […] waiting for us to recognize it. God Himself is here waiting for our response to His presence. This eternal world will come alive to us the moment we begin to reckon upon its reality.” -A.W. Tozer

Make room in your hearts

today!

The King has come

and is on His way!

Prepare the home

for Him

to enter in,

do not delay!

Jesus our Guest

is worthy

of the best,

the finest we can bring.

Are you ready

to host

Christ

the King?