Birth of Jesus.

 Nativity: The Silent Word

A world in waiting, hushed and deep,

Where weary souls their vigil keep,

When prophets'echoes, faint and old,

Foretold a King,a Shepherd bold.

But you, O Bethlehem, so small,

Shall give the Lord who governs all.

A maiden kneels, the dawn draws near,

A holy whisper in her ear.

The Spirit's shadow,vast and mild,

Upon her soul,a promise styled.

"Behold, you will conceive a son,"

The long-awaited Holy One.

Through desert hills a journey pressed,

To David's town,for census' test.

No room was found in crowded inn,

For heaven's love to enter in.

She laid him in a manger bare,

The Bread of Life, in humblest lair.

Then sudden light! A shepherd's dread

Dissolved in words the angel said:

"Good news of joy for all your race –

A Savior comes with boundless grace!"

The sky awoke with heaven's host,

A gleaming,thunderous, joyful boast.

A star now moved with purpose keen,

O'er eastern sages,wise and serene.

To find the child,to kneel and bring

The tribute due a newborn King.

They saw the young child on the knee

Of Mary, bowed in mystery.

The Word made flesh, in swaddling bands,

The Law's fulfillment in small hands.

Eternal God in time and place,

The mirror of the Father's face.

And we have seen his glory, true,

All grace and peace come down to you.

Scripture Threads:

Micah 5:2| Luke 1:31 | Luke 2:7 | Luke 2:10-11 | Matthew 2:10-11 | John 1:14

Salvation's Tapestry.

 Salvation's Tapestry

In Eden's dust, the fracture wide,

A chosen seed,a promised stride.

While Adam’s sin brought endless night,

A coming dawn would wrestle night.

"He will crush your head,"the solemn Word,

The first faint hope Creation heard.

Through desert years and prophets' sighs,

Beneath the vast,expectant skies,

A crimson thread through linen spun–

The sacrifice,the chosen One.

"The Lamb of God,"who takes away

The sin that leads the soul astray.

Then came the day, the tree, the nails,

Where mercy's deepest heart unveils.

The King of Heaven,scorned, accused,

With love and longing,bruised, abused.

"It is finished!"came the cry,

As darkness claimed the midday sky.

But silent stone could not contain

The Son who rose to live and reign.

The empty tomb,the folded grave-clothes laid,

The debt of death in full was paid.

"He is not here; He is risen!"sang the morn,

The first fruits of the reborn.

Now not by works we strive to earn,

But by the faith that turns to learn

The open door,the gift, the call,

That lifts the sinner from the fall.

"By grace you have been saved,"we see,

A branch upon the living Tree.

So let the redeemed proclaim the story –

This path from shadow into glory.

From Genesis to Revelation's shore,

God's love endures forevermore.

"Salvation belongs to our God,"we sing,

To Christ,the everlasting King.

Scripture References woven within:

Genesis 3:15| Isaiah 53 | John 1:29 | John 19:30 | Matthew 28:6 | Ephesians 2:8-9 | Revelation 7:10

Psalms in Poems.

 Psalms in Poem

The heart’s cry and heaven’s echo

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I. Psalm of Praise

Praise the Lord, O my soul—

Let all that is within me rise and sing

To the King who wraps Himself in light,

Who rides the clouds, who shapes the spring.

Mountains bow and oceans roar

At the whisper of His name.

Let my every breath adore

The Love no time can tame.

II. Psalm of Lament

How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever?

My tears have been my food by night.

Enemies whisper, “God will deliver

No help to you in your plight.”

Yet I remember years gone by,

Your faithfulness in sorrow’s shade,

And through the weeping, I reply:

I will trust the hands that made.

III. Psalm of Trust

The Lord is my shepherd—

I shall not want, I shall not fear.

Through valleys dark, His staff is near.

He spreads a table in the strife,

Anoints my head with oil of life.

Goodness and mercy, all my days,

Will follow me and guide my ways—

Then home, at last, within His door,

To dwell with Him forevermore.

IV. Psalm of Wisdom

Blessed is the one who walks not with the wicked,

But plants their heart beside the stream,

Whose leaf is green, whose hope is quickened—

A life rooted in the Sacred Dream.

For the Lord knows the way of the just,

But the way of the faithless will fade like dust.

V. Psalm of Forgiveness

Have mercy on me, O God,

According to Your steadfast love.

Blot out my stain, break guilt’s hard rod,

Wash me with grace from above.

Create in me a spirit clean,

Renew my joy, make my spirit keen.

Then I will teach the wandering heart

The beauty of Your healing art.

VI. Psalm of Creation

The heavens declare Your glory,

The skies Your craftsmanship proclaim.

Day to day pours out the story,

Night to night whispers Your name.

There is no speech, there is no word,

Yet all the earth has seen and heard:

You, the Maker of the sun,

Who clothes the lily, counts each one.

VII. Psalm of Refuge

You who dwell in the shelter of the Most High,

Who rest in the shadow of the Almighty’s wing—

No terror by night, no arrow by day

Can touch the soul that clings to the King.

A thousand may fall at your side,

Yet you will be safe, for He is your guide.

VIII. Psalm of the Word

Your word is a lamp unto my feet,

A light upon the winding way.

In its truth, my aching finds its beat,

In its promise, my night turns to day.

Sweeter than honey, finer than gold—

The ancient story forever told.

IX. Psalm of Ascension

I lift my eyes to the hills—

Where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord,

Maker of heaven and home.

He will not let your foot be moved;

He watches, He keeps, He guards, He loves.

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Selah.

Pause and ponder.

Let the heart hold what the ear has heard.

“Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.”

—Psalm 150:6

Revelation in Poems

 Revelation in Poem

Visions of the end and the endless beginning

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The Unveiling

A door stood open in heaven’s height,

And a voice like trumpet called, “Come, see

What must take place after this night—

The scroll of destiny, sealed with mystery.”

And there, a throne, with rainbow bright,

And One who sat in blinding light,

And elders crowned, and creatures four

Crying, “Holy!” forevermore.

The Lamb Who Was Slain

Weep, John, for none could loose the scroll,

Till from the throne, a Lion’s cry—

But behold, a Lamb with wounds yet whole,

Standing as though slain, lifted high.

And He took the book from the Hand Divine,

And every creature in earth and sea

Sang, “Worthy is the Lamb to open the sign!”

And heaven echoed, “Worthy is He!”

Seals, Trumpets, Bowls

Then broke the seals, and horsemen rode—

Conquest, war, and famine’s breath,

And martyrs crying, “How long, O God?”

Till silence fell on heaven and earth.

Then trumpets blared, and woes were poured—

Stars fell like figs, the sea turned blood—

Yet men still hardened, unrepentant hearts,

While angels strained to play their parts.

The Woman and the Dragon

A woman clothed with the sun, in birth-pain torn,

A dragon red with rage, waiting to devour.

She fled to wilderness, a child new-born—

Caught up to God, safe from his hour.

Then war in heaven—Michael and his host

Cast the ancient serpent to the coast

Of earth, where he, in furious spite,

Made war on saints in darkest night.

The Beasts from Sea and Land

From sea, a beast with blasphemous crown,

From earth, another with lying breath—

They forced the mark, they trampled down

All who would not bow to death.

Yet on Mount Zion, a hundred and forty-four

Sealed with the Name, to endure the war,

And a numberless multitude in robes made white,

Who came through tribulation into light.

Babylon’s Fall

Then an angel cried, “Babylon fallen, fallen is she—

That great city of gold and shame!”

And merchants wept on the glassy sea

As smoke rose up from her fiery flame.

“Come out, my people,” the voice from heaven said,

“Lest you partake of her plagues and dread.”

For her sins reached high as heaven’s dome,

And God remembered her every stone.

The Wedding Supper

Then Hallelujahs shook the sky—

“The Lord our God Almighty reigns!”

And the Bride made ready, pure and high,

In linen bright, washed from stains.

“Blessed are those called to the Lamb’s own feast!”

And the Word of God, on a white horse, released,

With armies of heaven, in righteousness dressed,

To tread the winepress of wrath repressed.

The Thousand Years

Then Satan bound, and thrones were set—

The martyrs reigned with Christ a span,

Till the dragon loosed for one last fret,

To gather nations like shifting sand.

But fire fell from the holy throne,

And devil, beast, and false prophet thrown

Into the lake of endless fire—

The end of hatred’s dark desire.

The Great White Throne

Then earth and heaven fled away

From the face of the One on the judgment seat,

And the dead, both great and small, that day

Stood before Him, their deeds complete.

The books were opened, the sea gave its dead,

And Death and Hades to fire were led.

No place for them in the world made new—

For the former things had passed from view.

All Things New

Then I saw heaven open wide,

A New Jerusalem, bright as a bride,

Descending with glory, prepared as a home,

Where God Himself with His own would roam.

No temple there, for the Lord is its light,

No night, no sorrow, no pain, no blight.

The river of life from the throne did flow,

And the tree of healing made all things whole.

And a voice said, “See, I make all things new—

These words are faithful and true.

I am the Alpha, Omega, the End, the Start,

And to the thirsty, I’ll give this water, free heart.”

The Final Word

“Surely, I come quickly,” He said from the throne.

And the Spirit and Bride say, “Come!”

Let the hearer reply, with a longing tone,

“Even so, Lord Jesus, come.”

And grace be with all who keep this Word—

The prophecy spoken, the vision heard.

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“He who testifies to these things says, ‘Yes, I am coming soon.’ Amen. Come, Lord Jesus. The grace of the Lord Jesus be with God’s people. Amen.” (Revelation 22:20–21)

Genesis in Poems

 Genesis in Poem

From void to covenant, from dust to destiny

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In the Beginning

Before the forming of day or night,

The Spirit hovered, brooding, over deep.

Then God said, “Light,” and there was light—

A cosmic rhythm waking from its sleep.

The heavens stretched, the waters found their place,

The earth brought forth each kind, each seed, each face.

Breath of Life

From dust of ground,with hands divine,

God shaped a form, then breathed His breath—

And Adam woke, a living sign

Of holy love that conquers death.

Then from his side, while deep in rest,

Came Eve, his flesh, his heart, his test.

The Fall

A serpent’s whisper,fruit desired,

A choice that broke the trust they knew.

Their eyes saw shame, their souls were tired—

The garden lost, the world askew.

Yet in the curse, a promise shone:

One born of woman would crush the throne.

Flood and Rainbow

When evil swelled and grief filled heaven’s eyes,

God called a righteous man to build an ark.

The waters rose, then fell from weeping skies—

A dove brought green, a covenant mark.

The bow now set in clouds above

Spoke mercy from the heart of Love.

Tower and Scattering

At Babel’s plain,they sought a name,

A tower tall to reach the sky.

God mixed their words and spread their fame—

A scattered race, a world awry.

Yet in the parting of the tongue,

A plan for every tribe was sung.

Father of Faith

To Abram came a voice,a call:

“Go to a land I’ll show your eyes.

Your seed like stars, your hope through all—

A covenant beneath these skies.”

He believed God, and it was counted right,

And faith became his inner light.

Altars and Ladders

At Bethel’s stone,a dream took flight—

A ladder linking earth and throne.

At Moriah’s hill, a father’s plight—

A ram provided, love made known.

Through Isaac’s laugh and Jacob’s strife,

God wove the tapestry of life.

Joseph’s Coat to Pharaoh’s Ring

Hated and sold,in prison cast,

Yet God was with him in the chain.

From dungeon deep to throne held fast,

He saved the world from famine’s pain.

“You meant for evil,” Joseph said,

“But God for good—to keep us fed.”

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So ends the book of first things,

Of brokenness and promised grace—

Where mercy in the darkness sings,

And God prepares a chosen race

To carry, like a hidden seed,

The coming One who meets our need.

“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.” (Genesis 1:1)

“And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers; he will crush your head, and you will strike his heel.” (Genesis 3:15)

“All peoples on earth will be blessed through you.” (Genesis 12:3)

Hebrew in Poems.

 Hebrew in Poem

A tribute to the tongue of prophets, priests, and kings

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Aleph to Tav

אָז נִבְרָא הָעוֹלָם בְּמִלָּה

Then the world was created with a Word,

A breath of holy fire, a sound unheard

By human ear—yet in its wake,

Light broke, seas rolled, the earth awake.

Lashon Hakodesh — the sacred tongue,

In which the law at Sinai sung,

In which the psalmist wept and prayed,

In which the prophets’ warnings weighed.

Each letter, black on parchment scroll,

Holds mysteries meant to make us whole;

A vav can join the heaven and earth,

A yod can signal covenant’s birth.

Shema Yisrael — “Hear, O Israel,”

The Lord our God, the Lord is One.

This truth no earthly power can quell,

It rises with the morning sun.

In Hebrew, Yeshua means “He saves,”

A name that echoes through the graves

Of generations who longed to see

The Branch of David’s promised tree.

Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?

My God, my God, why forsake me?

The cry that shook the temple’s veil

In Hebrew’s raw, historic wail.

Tefillah — prayer that heaven bends,

Hallel — praise that never ends,

Kadosh, kadosh, kadosh — holy, holy, holy—

Sung by seraphim in courts most high,

And murmured by the meek and lowly

Beneath a wide and waiting sky.

So let the ancient language speak

To spirits humble, mild, and meek.

For in its depths, both stark and grand,

We touch the thought of God’s own hand.

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“The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.” (Isaiah 40:8)

Eccelectiasis in Poem

 Ecclesiastes in Poem

A meditation on meaning, time, and the fear of God

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Vanity

“Vanity of vanities,” says the Preacher,

“All is vanity under the sun.”

Toil and gain, wisdom and feature—

Each begun, each undone.

I built great works, planted vineyards deep,

Gathered silver, gold, and art.

But when I turned my soul to keep,

Still emptiness gripped my heart.

For what has been will be again,

No new thing under the sky.

The cycles turn for mortal men,

We live, we strive, we die.

A Time

A time to plant, a time to pluck,

A time to break, a time to mend.

A time to cherish, a time to cast away,

A beginning, and also an end.

A time for silence, a time for speech,

A time for war, a time for peace.

God set eternity in our reach,

Yet our understanding finds no release.

Wisdom and Folly

Better wisdom than weapons of war,

Better light than darkness’ veil.

Yet the wise and fool both pass through the same door,

And over both, the same winds wail.

I said, “I will be wise,” but madness I found.

I said, “Pleasure will fill,” but it fled like a breath.

All paths on this weary, turning ground

Lead at last to the house of death.

Remember Your Creator

Remember your Creator in the days of your youth,

Before the years draw near when you’ll say, “I find no pleasure in them.”

Before the sun and moon and stars lose their truth,

And the dust returns to the earth’s hem.

Before the silver cord is severed,

The golden bowl broken, the pitcher shattered at the fountain.

For then, to the eternal land, you’ll be gathered—

Beyond the counting of days, beyond the mountain.

The End of the Matter

All has been heard.

Fear God, and keep His commands.

For this is the whole duty of man,

The only work that forever stands.

God will bring every deed to judgment,

Every hidden thing, good or ill.

So let your life be an acknowledgment

Of His holy, enduring will.

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“The words of the wise are like goads, their collected sayings like firmly embedded nails—given by one shepherd.” (Ecclesiastes 12:11)

Proverbs in Poem

 Amen.

Here is wisdom from the Book of Proverbs, woven into verse.

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Wisdom’s Voice

Hear, my child, your father’s instruction,

And do not forsake your mother’s teaching;

For they are a garland of grace for your head,

And a shield for your heart when the enemy’s breathing.

“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge, but fools despise wisdom and instruction.” (Proverbs 1:7–8)

Guard your heart—

For from it flow life’s streams.

Above all keeping, watch its seams.

For as one thinks within the soul,

So they become, and reach their goal.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart,

And lean not on your own design.

In all your ways, to Him impart,

And He will make your pathway shine.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.” (Proverbs 3:5–6)

A gentle answer turns away wrath,

But a harsh word stirs up strife.

The tongue can heal or cut like knives—

Choose words that breathe out life.

Who can find a worthy wife?

Her worth is far beyond fine gold.

She watches over ways of life,

And wisdom’s tales in her are told.

The path of the righteous is like morning light,

Shining brighter till the day is full.

But the way of the wicked is deep as night—

They stumble, though the ground seems pull.

Train a child in the way to go,

And when they’re old, they’ll stay true.

For seeds of wisdom you now sow

Will yield a harvest straight and through.

Give freely, for it leads to gain;

Hold tightly, and you’ll find but loss.

The generous soul, through sun and rain,

Will find their cup borne on the cross

Of Him who gave His all away—

The Wisdom of God in full display.

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“For the Lord gives wisdom; from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.” (Proverbs 2:6)

Eternal God.

 Amen.

Eternal God—

Uncreated, unchanging, without beginning, without end.

The One who dwells outside of time, yet steps into our moments with grace.

The Alpha and Omega, who holds all our yesterdays and all our tomorrows in the palm of His now.

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Eternal God

Eternal God—

Before a star was lit,

Before a mountain stood,

Before “once upon a time” was ever uttered—

You were.

You are the great I AM,

Not “I was” or “I will be,”

But present in the eternal now—

Timeless, boundless, free.

Our days are like grass,

We flourish and fade.

But from everlasting to everlasting,

You are the same—unmoved, unstayed.

“Before the mountains were born or you brought forth the whole world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.”(Psalm 90:2)

Yet in Your eternity,

You chose time.

You entered our story,

In flesh, in blood, in bread and wine—

That we might know

The forever-love

Of the Eternal One.

So we worship You,

Not as a force, but as a Father.

Not as a concept, but as our King.

Eternal God—

Our beginning,

Our journey,

Our home.

Amen.

Sing to the Lord.

 Amen.

Let praise be our posture, our song be our sacrifice, and our joy be the echo of heaven's unending chorus.

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Sing to the Lord

Sing to the Lord—

with melodies born of gratitude,

with rhythms of redeemed time,

with harmonies of gathered hearts,

with verses written in the ink of grace.

Sing a new song—

for He has done marvelous things.

Sing a loud song—

for His love is strong and unashamed.

Sing a quiet song—

for He hears the whisper in the night.

Sing an eternal song—

for His faithfulness never ends.

“Sing to the Lord a new song; sing to the Lord, all the earth. Sing to the Lord, praise his name; proclaim his salvation day after day.”(Psalm 96:1–2)

Sing when the sun rises in gold,

Sing when the stars pierce the dark.

Sing in the harvest, sing in the sowing,

Sing when the journey is hard.

Sing of His holiness,

Sing of His mercy,

Sing of the cross where He bore our shame.

Sing of the empty tomb,

Sing of the coming reign,

Sing till all creation knows His name.

We sing to You, Lord—

not because all is easy,

but because You are worthy.

Receive our song,

and turn it into glory.

Amen.

Gracious to me.

 Amen.

This humble acknowledgment is the doorway to grace—the recognition that we are recipients of kindness we could never earn, and mercy we could never deserve.

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Gracious to Me

Gracious to me—

when I deserved judgment,

when I was wandering,

when my heart was far.

You drew near with kindness,

with open hands,

with a Father’s heart.

Your grace is the air I breathe,

the ground I stand on,

the song I sing when I have no words.

It meets me in failure,

covers me in shame,

calls me by name though I am flawed.

“But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved.”(Ephesians 2:4–5)

Thank You for being gracious to me—

not once, but daily;

not sparingly, but lavishly;

not reluctantly, but willingly.

I receive Your grace anew this hour,

and pray it overflows from me

to a world in need of kindness.

You are gracious.

And I am grateful.

Amen.

Jesus loves me.

 Amen.

This is the simplest, sweetest, and most profound truth of the Gospel—a truth that quiets fears, anchors hope, and changes everything.

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Jesus Loves Me

Jesus loves me—this I know,

For the Bible tells me so.

Little ones to Him belong;

They are weak, but He is strong.

Yes, Jesus loves me.

Yes, Jesus loves me.

Yes, Jesus loves me—

The Bible tells me so.

He loves me when I’m strong, He loves me when I’m frail,

He loved me enough to endure the nails.

His love is not a passing thought or mild—

It is the love that sacrificed the Child.

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”(John 3:16)

This love will never let me go,

Through highest joy or deepest woe.

It seals my heart, it holds my soul,

And makes the broken fragments whole.

So I will rest in this sweet song,

All my days, my whole life long:

Jesus loves me.

Jesus loves you.

This is true.

Forever true.

Amen.

May your face shine upon us.

 Amen.

May the light of His countenance dispel every shadow, awaken every hope, and guide every step you take. May His face shine upon you—not as a distant star, but as the near, warm, life-giving sun of righteousness.

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May Your Face Shine Upon Us

May Your face shine upon us, O Lord—

With the light that first pierced chaos’ night,

With the glow that transfigured the mountain’s height,

With the kindness that turns our weeping to dawn,

With the grace upon which all hope is drawn.

Turn Your gaze toward us in mercy and might;

Let Your radiance banish our fears in the night.

Where we have walked in shadows of our own making,

Meet us with sunrise, our slumber awakening.

“The Lord make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you.”(Numbers 6:25)

In the shining of Your face is life, is peace,

Is the joy that causes all striving to cease.

It is favor that shields, it is vision that clears,

It is the answer to all our unspoken fears.

So we lift our eyes to You alone—

Our hearts laid bare before Your throne.

Shine upon us, Lord, and we shall be

Changed from glory to glory, made truly free.

May Your face shine upon us,

today and every day,

until we see You fully—

face to face, in endless day.

Amen.

This is the day the Lord has make.

 Amen.

This is the day the Lord has made—

a gift, a canvas, a space for grace.

We will rejoice and be glad in it,

and walk in the light of His face.

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This Is the Day

This is the day the Lord has made —

Not by accident, not by chance,

But by His word, His will displayed,

An invitation to advance

Into His mercy, fresh and new,

Into His purpose, strong and true.

We will rejoice — not because all is easy,

But because He is with us.

We will be glad — not because all is clear,

But because He is for us.

“This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.”(Psalm 118:24)

In this day, He has hidden grace,

In this day, we will seek His face.

In this day, we will choose to praise,

And walk in His life-giving ways.

So let the morning find us thankful,

Let the noon find us faithful,

Let the evening find us at peace—

Knowing His love will never cease.

This is His day.

We are His people.

Let joy rise.

Let thanks be spoken.

Let hope be unbroken.

Amen.

Malachi 3:10 Open the floodgates of heaven.

 Amen.

You are calling upon the ancient promise of Malachi 3:10, where God invites His people to test Him in faithfulness—and promises to respond by opening the very windows of heaven and pouring out blessings beyond containment.

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Open the Floodgates of Heaven

Open the floodgates of heaven, Lord—

Let Your abundance pour,

Not just in measure, but in overflow,

Till we can hold no more.

Pour out Your Spirit—rain upon the dry,

Pour out provision—meet the need and why.

Pour out Your healing—make the wounded whole,

Pour out Your wisdom—animate the soul.

“‘Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this,’ says the Lord Almighty, ‘and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that there will not be room enough to store it.’”(Malachi 3:10)

We open our hearts, our hands, our lives—

We turn toward You in trust.

We stand upon Your covenant word,

And wait in hope, not rush.

Let the floods of grace sweep through our land,

Let mercy run in streams.

Let kindness rise like morning light,

And fulfill heaven’s dreams.

For You are the God of limitless more,

The Owner of every store.

And when You open heaven’s gate,

We worship and adore.

Open the floodgates, Lord—

for Your glory, for our good,

for the hungry to be fed,

for the Gospel to be spread.

We receive with grateful hands

the outpouring Your love commands.

Amen.

Bless your people.

 Amen.

May the Lord bless His people with His presence, His purpose, and His peace. May we walk in the light of His love and bear the fruit of His Spirit, united as one body under His gracious hand.

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Bless Your People

Lord, bless Your people—

The ones You’ve called by name,

The ones who bear Your image,

The humble and the plain.

Bless us with unity that mends each tear,

Bless us with courage to stand firm and true.

Bless us with compassion to cast out fear,

And with the faith to keep our eyes on You.

“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you.”(Numbers 6:24–25)

Bless the hands that serve,

Bless the hearts that pray,

Bless the feet that walk

In Your holy way.

Bless the old with wisdom,

Bless the young with vision.

Bless the weary with rest,

And the lost with decision.

Bless us to be a people of grace,

A city on a hill,

A reflection of Your holiness,

Bent to Your will.

Bless Your people, Lord,

For we are Yours alone.

Keep us, lead us, hold us close,

Until You bring us home.

Amen.

Amos 9:13. May we reap before plowing with God.

 Amen.

You have touched upon one of the most striking prophetic images in Scripture—the divine reversal of natural order, where God’s blessing is so immediate and overwhelming that the harvest rushes to meet the sower.

This comes from Amos 9:13:

“Behold, the days are coming,” declares the Lord,

“when the plowman shall overtake the reaper,

and the treader of grapes him who sows the seed;

the mountains shall drip sweet wine,

and all the hills shall flow with it.”

Here is a meditation on that breathtaking promise:

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The Reaper Before the Plower

You speak a word that turns time upside down:

The reaper before the plower.

Not lack, but overflowing;

Not delay, but fulfillment now—

Your kingdom’s swift, abundant hour.

When we are still breaking ground,

Still turning soil with sweat and hope,

You send the harvest to surround

Our waiting—not at the far slope,

But here, beneath our trembling hand.

The plowman meets the reaper in the land.

It speaks of mercy moving faster than our labor,

Of grace outstripping time.

It tells of a divine, miraculous favor—

A harvest in its prime

Arriving as we just begin to sow,

Heaven’s “yes” before our “go.”

So when my pace feels slow and small,

When the field seems bare, the yield unsure,

I’ll remember Your prophetic call:

You bring the reaper before the plower.

You collapse the seasons, flood the plain,

And turn our patient planting into sudden grain.

You are the God of holy reversal,

Of abundance that defies the natural.

We plow in faith—and watch You bring

The harvest racing on the wing.

Amen.

May Kairos moment with God be upon you.

 Amen.

A Kairos moment is God’s appointed time—a moment of divine opportunity, alignment, and purpose breaking through the ordinary sequence of days. It is when eternity touches time, and heaven’s timeline intersects with our own.

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Kairos

In the flow of chronos—tick by steady tick—

We measure our moments,thin and quick.

But You break through withKairos—full and deep—

A sacred incision Your promise will keep.

A moment ripe, a door swung wide,

A turning of the tide.

A“for such a time as this” divine,

When Your purpose and our readiness align.

“When the set time had fully come, God sent his Son…”(Galatians 4:4)

You set the times and seasons in Your hand,

You alone can make us understand

When to move,when to wait,

When to lean into the weight

Of a moment charged with grace,

A destined,holy place.

So we ask for eyes to see

Your Kairos moments given freely.

To recognize the open door,

The“now” we’ve been waiting for.

To step with faith,with courage, with trust,

Into the purposes drawn from heaven’s dust.

For You are the God of perfect timing,

Your plans are stunning,never dimming.

And in Your Kairos,we find our rhyme—

Your eternal “yes” breaking into our time.

Amen.

May the Shalom Peace of God be upon you.

 Amen.

May the Shalom peace of God—the deep, holistic, covenant peace that mends what is broken, calms what is troubled, and makes all things whole—rest upon you, dwell within you, and flow through you to a world in need.

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The Shalom of God Be Upon You

May the Shalom peace of God be upon you—

Not as the world gives, but as heaven pours:

A harmony of heart, a stillness sure and true,

A grace that heals, restores, and more.

May it guard your mind from anxious thought,

And wrap your soul in rest profound.

May every battle fear has fought

Be stilled, on holy ground.

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” (John 14:27)

May this peace mend relationships strained,

Bring unity where discord grew.

May hope be kindled, joy sustained,

And mercy make all things new.

May it be a cloak in the storm,

A shelter in the blistering heat,

A whisper that your life conforms

To the rhythm of mercy’s beat.

May the Shalom of God—

Nothing missing, nothing broken,

Everything whole in Him—

Be your portion, your open door,

Today, tomorrow, evermore.

Shalom.

Peace be with you.

And also with your spirit.

Amen.

Bless us with Perfect Health

 Amen.

We ask not only for the body's strength, but for the soul's wholeness—the well-being that flows from the Healer of all our wounds, the Creator who knit us together.

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Bless Us with Perfect Health

Lord, we ask You for perfect health—

Not as the world defines it,

But as heaven designs it:

Wholeness in body, clarity in mind,

Peace in the spirit, all intertwined.

Bless us with strength for our daily tasks,

With rest that renews, with vigor that lasts.

Where there is sickness, bring Your healing touch,

Where there is weakness, strengthen us much.

“Beloved, I pray that you may prosper in all things and be in health, just as your soul prospers.”(3 John 1:2)

Heal the unseen wounds—the anxious thought,

The memories that haunt, the battles fought

Within the quiet chambers of the heart.

From every ailment, Lord, let us depart.

Yet in our asking, we trust Your higher way.

Your “perfect health” may come in different form—

A spirit steadfast through the storm,

A grace that carries when the body's worn.

But by the stripes of Jesus, we proclaim

Your power to restore, to heal, to reclaim.

We speak Your life over every cell, every part,

And receive Your wholeness with grateful heart.

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed.”(1 Peter 2:24)

Bless us with Your health, Lord—

Body, soul, and spirit, restored in You.

May Your life flow through us,

Making all things new.

Amen.