Here’s a neat little poem that I found in an old Bulletin Digest. There’s no author given so to God be the glory (which should be a driving factor anyways).
Most people think the New Testament church is built of brick, wood and stone,
And after Sunday services stands empty and alone.
But God’s own church is made of souls who spread both far and wide,
The story of His wondrous love and Jesus crucified.
A living church – A family royal; with Christ the King to reign.
Which after stone and wood are gone forever will remain.
Have great day serving Jesus as a member of His kingdom, as a member of His body and as a member of His church.
“Therefore it is also contained in the Scripture, “Behold, I lay in Zion a chief cornerstone, elect, precious, and he who believes on Him will by no means be put to shame.” Therefore, to you who believe, He is precious; but to those who are disobedient, “The stone which the builders rejected has become the chief cornerstone,” and “A stone of stumbling and a rock of offense.” They stumble, being disobedient to the word, to which they also were appointed. But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light; who once were not a people but are now the people of God, who had not obtained mercy but now have obtained mercy.” (1 Peter 2:6-10 – NKJV)
The following poem about the Love of God toward man came from a class book I’m using with the teenagers on Sunday morning called “The Lord’s Supper” by Dick Blackford from the “Guardian of Truth Foundation.” It doesn’t have the title but the given author is P.M. Lehman:
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
And every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God for man
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
Have a blessed day thinking about that!
Definitions of Courage
Courage is enduring
For just one minute longer,
Courage is just holding on,
Though others may be stronger.
Courage is a grappling hand
When dreams we’ve had are fading,
Courage is just keeping on
Enheartening and persuading.
Courage is a certain faith
Expressed in act heroic,
Something deeper, deeper still
Than simply being stoic.
Courage is a sensing
Of our destiny, a tightening
of the belt of circumstance,
Though all its face be frightening.
Courage is a midnight song
Through the deep darkness singing,
‘Til the music born of faith
Sets all life’s rafters ringing.
Courage is a sensing
That in spite of pain and sorrow,
God will see us through today
And meet our needs tomorrow.
–Ruth Winant Wheeler
“Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart…” Psalm 27:14a
“Thoughts For Today to Brighten Your Day” by Glenn Hitchcock