and i saw the cabin lost

     among the trees

calling out to those

  who want God's purity

to come        apart from

 all that the flesh seeks

     to rest upon His bosom

or lie still at His feet

I had to enter in

   to that holy place

      where i lost sight

of me

in the shadow of His grace

Oh my Jesus

You're all i want to taste

all other desires fade

when i look upon Your face

Oh my Jesus! 

You clothe my nakedness 

you take these dry bones

abiding long in death

and you raise me up

by the power of your breath

 I saw the glint of the sunlight 

 through the veins of the leaves You made

and my heart rejoiced to see it

 for I am in love with Your ways

the stream never ceases to worship

 and give to You it's praise

And You never cease to cause

 my soul to be amazed

the tenderness and detail

found in all You do and say

Fills my soul with longing

to be likenthe trees and the stream each day.....

 Psalms, hymns, spiritual songs, prophecies, words of knowledge,  words of wisdom,  tongues, interpretation of tongues, sermons  - all have one thing in common  - WORDS!

God wants our tongues loosed to be used!

ALL tongues belong to HIM  - to be used for His glory! Not just the pastors! Our hearts are connected to our tongues  and our hearts are full of HIM! His presence! Set them free to express what (and who) is in them! 

 I sought a sermon

but The Lord was seeking my heart.

I sought to please man

but The Lord knew that wasn't smart.

I sought for riches      that weren't riches at all,

while the wealth of Heaven was available. 

How easy it is!

To die and not live,

to pursue what will not give

eternal value or worth.

We spend our days

so selfishly 

Setting our gaze

On what is earthly 

not on what is worthy 

of eternity 

 I was on the phone with my wife, Sheryl. She was describing a situation to me  - She had decided to rake up all the dead leaves in our front yard and burn them. She loaded our burn barrel and started the fire. Some of the flames fell out and started little fires around the barrel. She took a hose and began putting out the fires  -  but then the hose slowed to a trickle, then quit altogether.  She and our daughter Kari grabbed a few buckets, ran back and forth into the house, filling the buckets, till the fires were out.

So as she's telling me all this, the Holy Spirit is ministering some truth to my heart. The reason the water quit flowing was -  the hose had become clogged with gunk and junk -  dead leaves and vegetation and mud. It had to be cleaned out. And so -  our hearts. We must guard our hearts and not allow gunk and junk (sins) to build up. We must spend time in the Word and let the Word spend time in us. Sheryl said the buckets represent going to church-  people get the Word and carry it back home, but it's not enough to put out the fires of hell and the fiery darts of the wicked, we need the Word daily. We need to be God's "buckets" that He can use to put out wild fires in people we meet.....taking it in, giving it out...like breathing. The world's junk (words) pollute the Word of God in us, if we swallow them enough.