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Array ( [sid] => 116378 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Boxed up or Loved [time] => 2006-03-13 21:45:13 [hometext] => Just thinking [bodytext] => You, My Jesus, are the warm sunshine to my life as a whole
You, Oh Lord, are the gentle peace that comforts my struggling soul
Doesn't that all sound sugary sweet and sooo good to Your ears?
Do You really swallow all that? Can't You see my drummed-up tears?
Yet, I constantly draw up all the lines for what You can't do
I put You in a box and take You out only just on cue
I think that I can always handle all this life on my own
I buy what I want; do as I wish; just to be left alone
When Sunday comes around, I drive over to the house of God
I sing, I praise, I listen, I pray--just so I can feel awed
I feel good for the moment and I 'look' good to those around
Then right in the box God goes--He's just not needed to be found
Aren't I just sooo good doing my duty to the Lord of All?
I fooled all the others, I surely must have a lot of gall
To think that the God of Heaven and earth could be fooled by me
After all, since He has created this earth, He can surely see
It's the "I" that's in the way of everything about You
Just to think that it is the right thing to do to remain cool!
Now this is just the way that our country is headed today
We like to claim we are Christians, but we all go our own way
The clock's hands are ticking along and the time may soon be here
When our Creator God sends His judgment with a lot to fear
Maybe it's time to turn back to Him; become humble and bow
Get Him out of your man-made box and serve Him as your Lord now!
He's waiting ever patiently, but how long is hard to know
That He'll start sending stronger messages in the winds that blow
For now He loves you and will accept you just the way you are
There's no charge for His all sufficient grace, His love will go far! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 19 [informant] => Lin54 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )

Boxed up or Loved

Contributed by Lin54 on Monday, 13th March 2006 @ 09:45:13 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

You, My Jesus, are the warm sunshine to my life as a whole
You, Oh Lord, are the gentle peace that comforts my struggling soul
Doesn't that all sound sugary sweet and sooo good to Your ears?
Do You really swallow all that? Can't You see my drummed-up tears?
Yet, I constantly draw up all the lines for what You can't do
I put You in a box and take You out only just on cue
I think that I can always handle all this life on my own
I buy what I want; do as I wish; just to be left alone
When Sunday comes around, I drive over to the house of God
I sing, I praise, I listen, I pray--just so I can feel awed
I feel good for the moment and I 'look' good to those around
Then right in the box God goes--He's just not needed to be found
Aren't I just sooo good doing my duty to the Lord of All?
I fooled all the others, I surely must have a lot of gall
To think that the God of Heaven and earth could be fooled by me
After all, since He has created this earth, He can surely see
It's the "I" that's in the way of everything about You
Just to think that it is the right thing to do to remain cool!
Now this is just the way that our country is headed today
We like to claim we are Christians, but we all go our own way
The clock's hands are ticking along and the time may soon be here
When our Creator God sends His judgment with a lot to fear
Maybe it's time to turn back to Him; become humble and bow
Get Him out of your man-made box and serve Him as your Lord now!
He's waiting ever patiently, but how long is hard to know
That He'll start sending stronger messages in the winds that blow
For now He loves you and will accept you just the way you are
There's no charge for His all sufficient grace, His love will go far!

Copyright © Lin54 ... [ 2006-03-13 21:45:13]
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Re: Boxed up or Loved (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 14th March 2006 @ 03:38:42 PM AEST
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If one does not think God is on call 24/7, just try having a problem and calling on Him when its not a saturday or sunday, good luck, huh. The Good book shows all things that has happened good and bad, our times look different, but we have same issues.. they may look different too. Calling yourself a Christian or not, believer or not.. this most magnificent universe did not happen on its own, and we did not happen on our own. Yes, as one grows with age and wisdom they too will figure it out, if not at an early age. We all move around like cars on a busy street doing our own thing from time to time. But we must remember that at any time we can be called by Him. No matter how you have come to Him, book, person, we need to be wise and do our best we can each day. It is not always what others think about us, it is our creator who knows us the most, He is the judge. I have failed my Lord several times, and I may again, I pray each day I get a new day to keep on my journey. Yes, I had him in a box years ago. I kept that silly doubt, I kept saying, ok. I want to do this or that, my way, good or bad, I said to myself, I will get back with God later. Funny, He never left me, I left Him from time to time. Yeah, I did that, I put Him in and out of a box several times until one day, I did not have the strength to pull Him out again, and with His blessings, He came out of that box and He stayed with me, and I will never lock Him up again. I have my reasons why I won't. My mother was not a bible thumper so to speak, my father loved to preach at meal times. My mother showed me all about nature. I think she read me maybe about 3 stories at naptime when I was little. My father mostly spoke about the devil more, than God. Well, we all come to terms with God in our own way at a certain point in our lives. I knew several friends who had parents who worked in the church.. they were normal people, did not stop them from messing around. I just love everyone, I try not to preach to anyone. I will tell of my testemonies, is about all I can do, and love everyone and try to help where possible, I pray about this each day. Thank you Linda, hope I am understood in comment. raquelLeah

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