Monday, December 18, 2023

To Rich and Poor Alike

More money buys more things,
but never more hope, peace, joy, Jesus, or more Heaven-status!
The way to heaven is ever the same; a gift,
 for rich and poor alike
accessible through faith, 
by God's grace alone
through Himself,
His Son, Jesus!

Who is Jesus?
Below, the link to one of six messages on who Jesus is!


The message below begins with this statement;
'There was a time when Jesus was God but not man,
But there never was a time when He was man, but not God'

  

Matt 1:21
And she will bring forth a Son, and you shall call His name JESUS,
 for He will save His people from their sins.”


To rich and poor alike He comes
to grant to each the same
The hope that transcends time’s fleet sums;
Salvation through His Name


Where nothing but faith can esteem
the gift that makes us whole
No mortal merit can redeem
the price tag of the soul


No wealth can gain a greater grace,
nor lack a lesser part
Where man regards fine form and face
God looks upon the heart


And rich and poor alike receive
what only faith can win
To all who repent and believe,
the forgiveness of sin


© Janet Martin







Faith's Perfect Provision


In a week from today, (Christmas!)
Christians will be celebrating the birth of the Object of our faith;
our Lord Jesus Christ!

Luke 2:10-11
And the angel said unto them, Fear not: 
for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy,
 which shall be to all people.
 For unto you is born this day in the city of David
 a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.

Romans 5:1
"Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, 
we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Hallelujah!!!

Yesterday morning a plea in the opening prayer at our church service
caught at my heart...'that You would find us faithful, Lord'!!
What is the use of anything else, if He does not find us faithful?!!

Matt.24:13
But he who endures to the end shall be saved.

Does this not bid us plead for Sunday morning's fire
to kindle Monday morning's desire?!!

Doesn't it bring fresh zeal/appeal to this old, cherished Christmas hymn??




So this morning, no matter what composes our fears, regrets and sorrows
we may rejoice and be glad in this day He has made...
for He who promised is faithful!!

Heb.10:19-23
Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence 
to enter the Most Holy Placed by the blood of Jesus, 
20by the new and living way opened for us through the curtain of His body,e
21and since we have a great priest over the house of God,
  22let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith,
 having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience 
and our bodies washed with pure water.
23Let us hold resolutely to the hope we profess, 
for He who promised is faithful.

***

Enough to know, though sorrow scores the garment of the soul
And the enemy of faith roars, still, God is in control
The witness of each thought and intent of the heart, is kind
His everlasting love is not a figment of the mind

But is, in every circumstance, a Present Help indeed
To all who trust in Him, He grants exactly what we need
Then, where care’s billows ebb and flow, joy and peace still console
Because, it is enough to know that God is in control

Thus, all contenders for the faith have no cause for despair
God’s full armour will keep us safe to persevere through prayer
For He is in control no matter how the Whole may bend
The Shepherd of the Soul helps us be faithful to the end

© Janet Martin

 

Saturday, December 16, 2023

Marvelous Light


Isa.9:2
The people walking in darkness have seen a great light;
 on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned...


I am 'labouring' through the last books in the Old Testament,
 groaning through the sobering passages of God's wrath and judgment 
for everyone who turns away from Him, because they do not fear Him,
 but worship others gods, and do not keep His commandments.

But oh, wonderful grace of Jesus, always with every judgment God reminds them
of his mercy and redemption for all who repent and come/return to Him!!






Rom.6:12-14
Therefore do not let sin reign in your mortal body so that you obey its desires.
13Do not present the parts of your body to sin as instruments of wickedness,
but present yourselves to God as those who have been brought from death to life;
and present the parts of your body to Him as instruments of righteousness.
14For sin shall not be your master, because you are not under law, but under grace.

Part of Zacharias's song in Luke 1:76-79

And you, child, will be called

a prophet of the Most High;

for you will go on before the Lord

to prepare the way for Him,

77to give to His people the knowledge of salvation

through the forgiveness of their sins,

78because of the tender mercy of our God,

by which the Dawnf will visit us from on high,

79to shine on those who live in darkness

and in the shadow of death,

to guide our feet

into the path of peace.”


The poem below is but a pale halo of awe, for words fail as we consider
the awesome love and mercy of God...


Into the darkness of the world that groans with scorn and spite
The splendor of hope is unfurled to pierce the dark with Light
To salvage us from death’s despair, from sin’s most cunning means
To draw us to repentant prayer where mercy intervenes

The Saviour of the world has come; Jesus, the Son of God
The Cornerstone of Christendom to bear death’s meanest rod
The Great I AM, the King of kings and Lord of lords became
The Lamb who takes away the sins of all who trust His Name

‘Ho, every son and daughter’ the Heavenly Father cries
Come, drink the Living Water from the well that never dries
Come and buy without money, eat to fulness without price
A land of milk and honey waits through mercy’s sacrifice

Into the darkness of the world in need of peace and joy
Behold, a great Light is unfurled, veiled as an infant boy
Who came to bring Justice to earth and hope to sorry strife
To pierce the fierce shadow of death with everlasting Life

…to guide our feet into the path of peace, away from sin
To satisfy God’s blameless wrath by bringing souls to Him
To soften stubborn hardness of cold hearts with mercy’s might
To call us out of darkness into His marvelous light

© Janet Martin


1 Peter 2:9
But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, 
a holy nation, a people for God's own possession, 
to proclaim the virtues of Him who called you out of darkness 
into His marvelous light.


Isa.55:1-9
Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money;
 come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.

2 Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread? 
and your labour for that which satisfieth not? 
hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good,
 and let your soul delight itself in fatness.

3 Incline your ear, and come unto me: hear, and your soul shall live
; and I will make an everlasting covenant with you, even the sure mercies of David.

4 Behold, I have given him for a witness to the people, a leader and commander to the people.

5 Behold, thou shalt call a nation that thou knowest not, 
and nations that knew not thee shall run unto thee because of the Lord thy God,
 and for the Holy One of Israel; for he hath glorified thee.

6 Seek ye the Lord while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near:

7 Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts:
 and let him return unto the Lord, 
and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.

8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord.
9 For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, 
and my thoughts than your thoughts.

Friday, December 15, 2023

Because a Person Could Get Lost...

 


The older we grow the swifter years fly!!


This poem began to niggle yesterday evening, on a sunset walk, alone
on a lane that over the years has seen many a youngster racing ahead of me...





A person could get lost while wandering backward through the years
While tracing moments embossed on a tide of smiles and tears
Where seasons slipped through fingers of sunrise and shadow-fall
Till, commonplace we realize, is not common at all

Duty and beauty interlace, weaving life’s aftermath
A person could get lost while grieving bygone’s joy-worn path
Where if we are not wary, we could miss the moment gold
That no miser can bury and no wishful thinking hold

Rather than ruminate about a world that is no more
This day the Lord has made is rolling west from eastward shore
And just as surely as the rest it will slip out of reach
So then, I want to try my best to learn what it would teach

…because a person could get lost in fond futility
While wand’ring backward through a world of glossed imagery
Better to focus on Today, because it is a gift
That all too surely slips away to yester-worlds adrift

© Janet Martin


a few 'wandering backward' shots...















The Best Gift (We Can Never Buy)



John 1:14
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.
We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son,
who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.





We cannot buy the things that only God grants, through His love
The pelf and pleasure of this world can never satisfy
No bag or box or bank account is ever big enough
To hold or purchase happiness, no matter how we try 

His death and resurrection purchased hope for everyone


We cannot buy pure joy or peace only God grants, through grace
His joy in us makes joy complete; nothing can take His place

How futile is the search for happiness then, without He 
By faith, may see His glory too, the glory of God's son

The things that truly satisfy, cannot be bought or sold
No matter how we try we cannot purchase happiness
Only God grants The Gift that transcends this world's transient hold
Silver and gold can never buy His precious promises

The best gift we can never buy and only God can grant
Is free to all who call on Him; the Saviour of the soul
Though we may gain the whole world, without God's best gift we can't
Find hope, truth, peace or joy; these come through faith that makes us whole

© Janet Martin

Ps.146:5
Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, 
whose hope is in the LORD his God:

Matthew 16:26
What will it profit a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul?
 Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?

Thursday, December 14, 2023

Juxta-precision (or Dust-to-Dust-pendulum)


In one week three friends from my church family
have bid their final, earthly farewell to a parent!
While still in the stage of going to friend's parent's visitation
it also serves as a solemn reality-check
 that our generation is surely, swiftly, subtly
 approaching the oldest-generation status; if God wills,
(Three-score-year and ten 
or by reason of strength four score years)
reminding us how fleet and short life 
is no matter how old we become!

The older we become, don't we tend to wring from today all we can
rather than looking back too long in longing, etc.
or looking anxiously ahead to what may or may never be?
Treasuring ever more dearly truths like these...??

And God is able to make all grace abound to you, 
so that in all things, at all times, having all that you need, 
you will abound in every good work.

And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, 
will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

We are enjoying a stretch of sunny days,
always treasured more after a stretch of unsunny ones!

Dusk shots from the past few eves...




both curtain close...
 and curtain rise have been stunning...


Twilight’s taking charged with giving, 
as dawn defeats death with living...



Swift each season rearranges 
common scenes with constant changes
Moment-momentous pendulum 
measures morn-to-morn momentum

Beauty’s buffet always laden, 
for today’s trek, always maiden
Twilight’s taking charged with giving, 
as dawn defeats death with living

Certain and Uncertain freshens 
curtain-rise-and-fall successions
Reaching, the ladder to earning, 
Teaching, the scaffold to learning

Greed, the gutter of temptation, 
Need, the flutter of salvation
Love, awe’s open arms embracing 
Today, flushed with God’s kind gracing

Time, a fluorescent wing beating 
a clime of farewell and greeting
Hope, faith’s undiminished flower 
In a yes-nope garden-bower

...where each season rearranges
common scenes with constant changes
Where a moment-ous pendulum 
Measures dust-to-dust's momentum 

...ere that last breath will deliver
Deathless Soul back to the Giver
And what remains is The Reck'ning
For what sustains today's beck'ning

© Janet Martin



Tuesday, December 12, 2023

More than It (December Dawn) Seems...


This morning kicked off its tick-tock shaped sun-kissed socks and shoes
before I was able to complete the poem 
that burst into wanting-to-be shortly after waking...

The beauty of meditation 
and the duty of obligation
 always com/posing stiff competition!

Sometimes a poem culminates best 
not pressed/suppressed by sheer determination
but by releasing its fragments until they return
in whispers begging to be penned.
So it was today...
I began dipping chocolate bars and maybe because my
fingertips were chocolatey and my mind at ease
lines teased and flickered,  begging me to wash my hands
and capture them before they waft irretrievably away 😂🙏

On Saturday's post I forgot to flip over the recipe card 
for homemade Chocolate Bars, to show dipping instructions.
I am sharing the dipping instructions instead,  from Jim's (husbands') aunt.
(who makes perfect chocolate bars every Christmas)
Melt your preferred variety of chocolate (I used semi-sweet blocks)
over LOW heat. 
(put water in a pot and set another pot on top and let  the chocolate melt at 
around 3 or 4 temperature on the burner.)
(add a bit of shortening or Paro-wax for glossier finish.)


Dip and cool!


This morning showcased a most welcome sunrise after a stretch of unsunny dawns!


Dawn seems to wear a prayer-like solemnity where new mercies spill
As heavens pale and lift the veil that yester-dusk lowered until
We couldn’t see December’s close-cropped lea, the dark and leafless copse
Etched in stark magnificence against brilliant, westerly backdrops
That dimmed and disappeared; earth’s tiered sweeps shrouded by a sea
That drew away Today laden with ample opportunity

Dawn seems to sing! Every morning the old is reborn and made new
As mercy grants rekindled chance to learn to love as we ought to
Humbly aware of He who cares and helps us bear our shares of Must
Before we pass through that last door of Soul-to-God and dust to dust
And thus, because life is precious and Time a Very Fleeting Flow’r
Dawn seems to wake an urgent ache to make the most of every hour

….each moment rife with unlived life becoming lived; the untouched, touched
And often we forget what we beget as dawn is crudely crushed
By hands and feet; demands compete and how we meet them will become
Without disguise, the ink that dries in a Book tabling each day’s sum
While ticking clocks keep kicking off the shoes and socks at dawn reborn
And sometimes we are prone to see nothing at all but 'morn-to-morn'

…and often dawn seems here and gone without a second thought or prayer
A gift from God we barely nod at as it drifts, not to thin air
But to a page, where age to age is recording daily reply
Its telling proof spelling the truth that will be futile to deny
Then, pray that want may be subdued by gratitude as mercy streams
Renewed; where dawn is like a glimpse of Heaven bursting at its seams

© Janet Martin

And, let we forget!!!
As true now as in the days of Jeremiah's lament...

Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are
 new every morning;

Great is Your faithfulness.
 “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“Therefore I hope in Him!”
Lam.3:22-24











Monday, December 11, 2023

Status Beyond Comprehension

 Who Would Have Dreamed?!


 

Today's post was inspired in part by our message yesterday at WBC


But when the set time had fully come,
 God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under the law, 
5 to redeem those under the law, that we might receive adoption to sonship.[b]
 6 Because you are his sons, God sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts,
 the Spirit who calls out, “Abba,[c] Father.” 
7 So you are no longer a slave, but God’s child; 
and since you are his child, 
God has made you also an heir.



What a joy to begin each week, freshly aware
of who/how we serve, not as slave-servants
 but as sons and daughters of Christ!
What sacred reason to rejoice, 
not only at Christmas but every day!

Rom.12:1-2
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. 
2 Do not conform to the pattern of this world, 
but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. 
Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—
his good, pleasing and perfect will.


Let us serve, but not in bondage as slave to a master must
Never. But in adoration with a meek and child-like trust
Knowing our Heavenly Father, who we are called to exalt
Loves His earthly sons and daughters without shortcoming or fault

What great reason for rejoicing as our lives are sacrificed
We, our Heav’nly Father’s children, (thus heirs and co-heirs of Christ!)
By God’s grace received redemption through salvation’s plan unfurled
Where by nature we were all slaves to principles of this world

Therefore, without reservation, because we are humbly awed
Let us cherish our station, as beloved children of God
Through the marvelous adoption repentant sinners receive
Status beyond comprehension from the moment we believe

For God who is rich in mercy, with his great love set us free
From the law of sin and death that once held us captivity
By His grace He has redeemed us; through His Son He paid sin’s price
Let us then offer our bodies as love’s living sacrifice

...because, beyond comprehension, we through Christ's atoning blood
Are forgiven and adopted into His royal priesthood 
Filling us with Perfect Purpose through this divine unity 
We no longer slaves or servants, are part of God's family 

© Janet Martin

1 John 1:3
Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, 
that we should be called children of God! 

1 Pet.2:9
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;


John 1:12
But to all who did receive Him, to those who believed in His name, 
He gave the right to become children of God--

For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God.

The Spirit Himself testifies with our spirit that we are God's children.