Archive | April 2018

A Psalm of Hope and Joy

 



 I love the Book of Psalms! Within its pages, every life situation is encountered and every human emotion is expressed. All of the struggles and all of the victories of life are recorded.  Through reading it, I find encouragement, insight, and wisdom.  the Holy Spirit often inspires me to write a psalm of my own. 

I hope that you will enjoy it and, then, consider writing a psalm of your own. Don’t think that your poem must be structured like mine, with every two-lines ending in rhyming words. I just do that naturally. Your poem doesn’t have to be a long one. There are very short and very long psalms in the Bible. Everyone’s psalm, like everyone’s prayer, is unique to the person who writes or speaks it.

A psalm is simply an expression of our heart-song to God. Sometimes it’s joyful and sometimes it’s not. So, whatever is in your heart, I pray that, along with reading mine, you will read one of the 150 psalms in the Bible and respond by writing one of your own. If you want to share it, that would be lovely!                                                             


A Psalm of Hope and Joy

I bless you for the morning light
For protection through the night

For sweet assurance you are here
And knowledge you won’t disappear

Because of this, my spirit sings
Like a bird, I lift my wings

And fly above this earthly pain
From sin’s tug, I will abstain

Jesus, you’re so beautiful
You are precious to my soul

I bless you for your saving grace
What joy ‘twill be to see your face

Walk with me throughout this day
And fill this body, made of clay,

With power that I may fulfill
Your plan for me, do all things well

I bless you for the morning light
For protection through the night

For sweet assurance you are here
And knowledge you won’t disappear

Because of this, I have hope
Because of this, I can cope

With difficulties of this day
Annoyances that come my way

Jesus, you are wise and good
Oh, that the whole world understood

The meaning of your life and death
Your love for all you’ve given breath

Walk with me, Lord, on the street
Use my mouth, my hands, my feet

Through this body that I own
May your truth and grace be known

Jane Ault 2/8/2018

This entry was posted on April 13, 2018. 6 Comments

What it Means to Thirst for God

 



 “Come, everyone who thirsts,
     come to the waters;
and he who has no money,
     come, buy and eat!
Come, buy wine and milk
     without money and without price. ” 

(Isaiah 55:1 ESV)


I recently listened to an audio version of Seeking Allah: Finding Jesus  It’s the story of a Muslim man, Nabeel Qureshi, who converted to Christianity. The narration of the book is by Nabeel, himself. He speaks with great tenderness, sincerity, and passion. Once I begin listening I could not put his book down. I listened to it straight through. 

This man’s desire for God was intense. So intense that he was willing to pay an enormous cost. God used his story to deepen my desire to know Jesus and to more fully trust him with my struggles and pain. I, also, gained a greater awareness of what crucifixion is and feel awed by Jesus’ love in submitting to it.

And I  gained a great appreciation for peace-loving Muslims, of whom there are many. In regard to valuing and honoring family members and friends, Christians could learn some lessons from them.

This is God’s promise to people of all cultures: You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart” (Jeremiah 29:13 NIV).

It’s not in the huge challenges of life that we most often fail to call on Jesus; it’s more often in our smaller, everyday struggles. I hope that you will read Nabeel’s book and choose to more fully call on and trust Jesus in dramatic ways. I hope that you will read my poem and choose to call on and trust Jesus in your everyday struggles. 


Call on the Jesus of history

Whatever your struggle
Whatever your pain
Don’t be afraid, and don’t complain

Call on the Jesus of history
The ONE who died upon that tree
The ONE who arose in victory

When no one can fix you
When nothing has worked
Don’t give up and imagine the worst

Call on the Jesus of history
The ONE who died upon that tree
The ONE who arose in victory

When your sleep is disturbed
With dreams terrible and odd
Don’t believe that these are from God

Call on the Jesus of history
The ONE who died upon that tree
The ONE who arose in victory

When family or friends
Leave you out of their plan
Don’t withdraw in anger, again

Call on the Jesus of history
The ONE who died upon that tree
The ONE who arose in victory

Jane Ault 3/30/2018

This entry was posted on April 6, 2018. 4 Comments