Tag Archives: Satan

FEAR NOT

13 Apr

“And the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary: for thou hast found favour with God.” Luke 1:30

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In the bosom of innocence lay a mighty seed,

Kissed by Deity,

Torn from the safety of Heaven,

Planted by the hand of God.

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Fear not, Mary, for within you rises a mighty nation,

Within you rests the end of death,

The keys to life.

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Ten tiny fingers, ten little toes,

A mind that reads the multitudes,

A soul absent of sin.

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Innocence bearing innocence,

Purity rising forth,

In humble servitude.

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Fear not, Mary,

For the walk of faith,

The sacrifices to come,

Will be met with Grace,

Sent from the Father above.

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Fear not for the pain so deep,

That only a mother could know,

That only a mother could bear.

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Fear not for that one small child,

Held up by the arms of the father,

Given back to God.

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Fear not, Mary, for the blood to be shed,

For the wooden tree,

That holds Him up to God,

In a mocking, cynical taunt.

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Fear not, Mary,

For the tears and confusions of the day,

Make way for the joy of the risen savior,

Untouched by death,

Sitting at the right hand of the Father.

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Rejoice, Mary, for the precious times,

You held Him close,

For the pride you felt,

As He touched the crowds.

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Rejoice, Mary,

That for all His attempts,

Satan was bruised,

And banished,

To rule the dead.

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Rejoice, Mary,

For the precious Grace,

That met your need,

And the needs of the generations,

Because of the innocence sacrificed,

To the hand of God.

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Written 6/18/98

By Linda J Humes

 

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STEPPING FORWARD

14 Sep

The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled. The clouds poured out water: the skies sent out a sound: thine arrows also went abroad. The voice of thy thunder was in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook. Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known. Thou leddest thy people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.    

Psalm 77:16-20 (KJV)

 

I stand in the path of troubled waters,

urged by a deep stirring in my soul.

My promise awaits me on the other side,

distant, dangerous, seemingly unattainable.

 

The waters are rising and churning,

lapping the ground at my feet,

teasing, testing, tantalizing.

 

Dare I step into troubled water,

tempting Satan, testing God?

Is the vision but a dream

or God’s perfect will?

 

There is no Moses to lead me in,

no Aaron to encourage me forth.

The angels hide, wait, watch.

Dare I take a chance

and step into the churning depths?

 

Do I trust God to part the sea,

dry the ground my feet must travel upon,

and hide my footsteps beneath the returning waters?

Or do I remain in my sheltered life,

no risks taken, nothing lost, nothing gained.

 

Do I reach out to the will of God,

the high calling I have been predestined to take,

or rest behind,

allowing another to receive the rich blessing

and sense of victory.

 

The sea of troubled water is frightening,

yet enchanting.

There is so much to gain,

so little to lose.

The waters surge and ebb,

surge and ebb.

Call me forward, Father,

as I strive to please you.

 

I close my eyes to self,

to doubt, to acceptable mediocrity.

One step at a time I move forward,

one step at a time.

 

As the waters part and rise up around me

I see the truth of my adversary,

like a motion picture through a looking glass,

larger than life, magnified,

yet fragile and easily destroyed.

Why did I fear?

 

Will those troubles disappear?

No!

They will always rest in the troubled waters.

It is my choice to view them,

or place my eyes on God,

and take a step forward,

knowing that each step will part the waters

and find solid ground.

 

Art thou not it which hath dried the sea, the waters of the great deep;

that hath made the depths of the sea a way for the ransomed to pass over? 

Isaiah 51:10  (KJV)

 

 

Written 9-11-00

 

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A Moment In Time

19 Aug 



“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.” John 8:32


Satan takes a moment in time,

and creates a most horrible incident,

that scars and fractures,

our views and beliefs,

for the rest of our lives.


He strategically places in our path,

demonized souls – the mentally ill,

some that say that they come

in the name of the Lord,

to steal our innocence,

fill us with fear,

and distort the way we view

every person, every sound,

every surrounding, every shape,

every race, every fragrance,

from that day forward.


We cower consciously for months or years,

subconsciously for decades,

trying to walk past the anxieties

we may not understand.


We displace the anger and hurt onto the innocent,

often onto those people we love the most,

justifying our behavior with false truths,

and attempting Biblical justification,

but knowing deep inside,

our actions were wrong,

yet not knowing how to stop,

and feeling deeper and deeper guilt,

because of it.


We blame God for not being there,

we run from the very presence

that can bring us healing.


We run from others,

we run from ourselves,

we run from every possible circumstance,

that could possibly bring us pain.

We run and run and run,

until we are unable to take,

another step.


It’s at that moment,

when we can run no farther,

when we cry out to others for answers,

when we cry out to God for help,

that Jesus can draw close.


It’s in that time that we can see,

that He was with us,

all the time,

crying with our pain,

holding us as we wept in the night,

waiting for us to call upon Him,

to heal the brokenness

we can no longer endure.


In that breaking moment,

when Satan’s shackles are broken away,

when our mind is refreshed,

and our vision restored,

that healing comes,

wave by wave,

washing, cleansing, renewing.


Prejudice is lost,

fear is captured,

hatred is banished,

anger subdued,

life restored.


Come Lord Jesus.



Written - 9-29-2000

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New Life

30 Jun

That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ: 1 Peter 1:7 (KJV)

Recently a fire broke out between the north and southbound lanes of the main highway through Arizona.  The fire had traveled a good mile and had jumped the freeway (2 lanes wide) on both the east and west sides of the freeway.  As I passed through, the smoke still lingered and firefighters were walking through with shovels and pick axes to be sure the smoldering embers didn’t reignite.

Each week the remainder of the all-consuming properties of fire played in my mind . . . except for that one green bush about a third of the way in from the south, just sitting there, green and untouched.  About a month after the fire the rains came and a most amazing thing happened; in the middle of the charred blackness sprouted small green leaves. Out of darkness came life.

Like our deadness, our pain, and our sin, when the Holy Spirit sprinkles us with the water from the river of life, we sprout and grow new life.  We become like the tree planted by the waters, bringing forth shade and good fruit.

As satan sends forth his fires of destruction, God’s children walk across the blackness sipping the water that will make them thirst no more.  As their heels lift from the ash strewn, blackened ground, tiny leaves sprout up in its shadow, before the next step is even taken; soon to provide good fruit.

Lord, let us never be afraid to speak Your refreshing Word to a dry and thirsty world.

Written 12-29-09

By Linda J. Humes

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