Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts

Monday, December 6, 2021

Universal Invitation to Peace

Inspired in part by Luke 4&5
as well as week two of advent and the theme of Peace

Matt.5:9
Blessed are the peacemakers, 
For they shall be called sons of God.



Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!
2 Cor.9:15



Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, 
and I will give you rest.
Matt. 11:28

Come with gladness and receive Him
Come with faith and be made whole
Lest by rejection we grieve Him
Healer of body and soul

Come, ye weary worn, care-laden
Come elder and children all
Come, young fellow and fair maiden
Heed The Great Physician’s call

Lest sin remains unforgiven
(Deathly debt none can defend)
Lest we, worldly-wisdom driven
Forfeit Heaven in the end

Lest hell’s hopeless haunting breaks us
As we wander to and fro
Lest the tempter’s taunting takes us
Where no thought or feet should go

Come, lest Lofty Dream deceives us
Come, though scorning skeptics laugh
Follow He who never leaves us
But pleads on the Soul’s behalf

We are crippled, blind and broken
Without God’s peace to console
Until we hear these words spoken
Friend, your faith has made you whole

Let the Prince of Peace deliver
Hearts, bitter and cynical
Like an arrow in His quiver
Let love work faith’s miracle

Forsake debate and believe Him
Lest doubt’s dark demons increase
Trust His promise and receive Him
Author of hope, joy and peace

© Janet Martin

When Jesus saw their faith, he said,
 “Friend, your sins are forgiven.”
Luke 5:20





Monday, May 31, 2021

Mysterious Mosaic


Not all beauty is as easily recognizable as that of a flower...


or morning sky...


or precious, innocent child...



We all have our own version of Unspoken Broken, don't we?!
True Beauty in us is impossible until we entrust the pieces into
the loving Hands of the Healer of heart-hurts!

I can do all things through [a]Christ who strengthens me.
Phil.4:13


True Beauty is not always how we picture it should be
Where brokenness can blind us to beauty’s reality
For what is pleasing to the eye can trick the mind and heart
Into thinking that beauty is a perfect work of art
But beauty is a radiant reflection of ‘Release
When, with our broken pieces, God begins His masterpiece

Beauty starts with the holy heart-work of humility
When at last yielded ‘yes’ replies ‘not I, but Christ in Me’
Then often, tis midst brokenness while shards still pierce and sting
That God can work His best for our good, in everything
For the capstone of beauty is begotten with great price
Not on a bed of roses, but a cross of sacrifice

While disappointment crushes and good intention seems cursed
We learn true beauty’s brushstrokes are not beautiful at first
But, just as God the Father saw beyond The Crucified
Beyond the painful hour to many souls justified
We learn to look beyond the broken to the Hand that heals
We learn that beauty is far more than how one looks or feels

True beauty is in what we know in spite of what we see
The grace whereby our weakness cries ‘not I, but Christ in Me’
As we admit our need; submit, commit our way to His
And undergo a slow and sacred metamorphosis
As glory of The Artist starts to shine through crack and crease
We begin to glimpse designs of Love's Divine Masterpiece

Mysterious mosaic, as God gathers doubts and fears
He melds/mends the broken spirit with confession's tender tears
And fashions from the fragments of our utter selves denied
A Beauty we were blind to while we wallowed in our pride
Mysterious mosaic, as our brokenness is healed
In the light of God's mercy, there, true beauty is revealed
 
© Janet Martin

I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, 
but Christ lives in me. 
The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, 
who loved me and gave himself for me.
Gal.2:20

Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters,
 in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, 
holy and pleasing to God--this is your true and proper worship.
Romans 12:1

Friday, February 12, 2021

Betrayal; The Chief of Grief

This week-end many will celebrate love on Valentine's Day.
I am so thankful for all the faithful love in my life
but this year I feel an unutterable sorrow for so much brokenness!💔

And while the word Betrayal renews reverence for the word Faithful 
it also leaves us grief-stricken with a sometimes-feels-helpless heartache, 
to witness the ruins of shattered lives!

Is there any hurt more bitter and brutal than betrayal; When trust is broken?! 
When spouses, friends, preachers, teachers, apologists, priests 
betray those who trusted their love, 
their counsel, their ‘wisdom’, their vows, their office. 

One of Jesus’ twelve disciples betrayed Him, (with a kiss!
Surely there is a sorrow more bitter than death! 
That of betrayal! 


When trust is shattered, love besot, 
When what we thought was so, is not 
When lie and liar are unveiled 
When it seems, alas, love has failed 
God, who, still trustworthy and true 
Abides, resides, provides; He knows 
The pain of thorns that pierced the Rose 
He wept, while his beloved slept 
Betrayed by a friend’s kiss, no less
He reaches down with hands nail-scarred
He understands; his brow thorn-marred
Who plumbed the depths of pain and grief 
In suffering, ah, He is Chief 
So then, whatever bitter lot 
We can trust Him, no matter what 

© Janet Martin 


Heb.4:13
Nothing in all creation is hidden from God's sight. 
Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes 
of him to whom we must give account.

So we pray and pray for the broken, the betrayed, 
and the betrayer, just as Jesus, Son of God though He was, did. 

Heb.5:7-9
During the days of Jesus’ life on earth, he offered up prayers and petitions 
with fervent cries and tears to the one who could save him from death, 
and he was heard because of his reverent submission.
 8Son though he was, he learned obedience from what he suffered
 9and, once made perfect, he became the source of eternal salvation 
for all who obey him...