For Whom Christ Died

I saw a brother weak and worn,
By sin beset and anguish torn.
He rose again, by brethren borne;
And though by some still criticised
He is a soul for whom Christ died.

I looked upon a newborn child,
So pure, so sweet and undefined;
This miracle of life and birth
Would soon be tainted by sin's mirth.
Yet, 'tis a soul for whom Christ died.

I viewed a sinner deep in sin,
And wondered, "Is there hope for him?
Could such a one have Christ within?"
Yes! There is hope, our Lord revived!
And this a soul for whom died.

I stood beside a dying man,
A life poured out in Jesus' plan,
He gave himself as did the Lamb;
Yet on the Saviour's blood relied.
This is a soul for whom Christ died.

The emblems of our Lord I see,
The Spirit speaks, "Gethsemane."
And Love Divine of "Calvary."
The Lamb of God was crucified.
We all are souls for whom Christ died.

Author Unknown

In My Prayer...

I asked God to take away my habit
God said, No
It is not for me to take away,
but for you to give it up.

I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, No
Patience can be a result of tribulation;
it isn't granted, it is learned.

I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, No
I give you blessings;
Happiness is up to you.

I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, No
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares
and brings you closer to me.

I asked God to make my spirit grow.
God said, No
You must grow on your own!
but I will prune you to make you fruitful.

I asked God to help me LOVE others,
as much as He loves me.
God said....
Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.

Author Unknown

Letting Go

As children bring their broken toys
With tears, for us to mend
I brought my broken dreams to God
Because He was my friend.
But then, instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
With ways that were my own.
At last I snatched them back and cried
"How can you be so slow?"
My child, He said, "What could I do?
You never did let go.

Author Unknown