The word of God is forever green and everlasting

 The Everlasting Word of God

The Word of God stands forever—unchanged, unchanging, true.

Not a whisper lost to history, not a promise long withdrawn,

But a living, breathing testimony that outlasts the brightest dawn.

Through the rise and fall of empires, through the shifting sands of time,

Its truth remains unshaken, its message still sublime.

The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever. (Isaiah 40:8)

Before the mountains were brought forth, before the earth took shape,

Before the first light broke the dark, before the first grape,

The Word was with the Father, the Word was God alone,

The eternal conversation within the triune throne.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1)

The everlasting Word of God—it spoke and worlds were born.

It parted seas and shattered chains, it healed the broken and torn.

It came in flesh to dwell with us, to tabernacle here,

To speak in human language, to make the Father clear.

The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth. (John 1:14)

It cannot be broken. Jesus said it plain:

"Scripture cannot be broken"—every word, every strain.

Not one jot, not one tittle shall pass away until

All is accomplished, all fulfilled, according to His will.

For truly I tell you, until heaven and earth disappear, not the smallest letter, not the least stroke of a pen, will by any means disappear from the Law until everything is accomplished. (Matthew 5:18)

The everlasting Word of God—a lamp unto my feet,

A light unto my pathway, making my journey sweet.

A sword that pierces to the heart, dividing soul and spirit,

A mirror that reveals myself, so I can truly hear it.

For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. (Hebrews 4:12)

It is settled in heaven, forever fixed and sure.

Its promises are yes and amen, its warnings are secure.

It is the seed that brings new birth, the milk that makes us grow,

The solid food for those mature, the truth we need to know.

Your word, Lord, is eternal; it stands firm in the heavens. (Psalm 119:89)

The everlasting Word of God—when heaven and earth pass away,

When stars grow dim and suns burn out and matter will decay,

This Word will still be standing, this truth will still remain,

The final, eternal testimony that Jesus Christ will reign.

Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away. (Matthew 24:35)

So I will build my life upon it, this Rock that cannot move.

I will trust its every promise, its wisdom I will prove.

For the everlasting Word of God is my foundation sure—

The only truth that lasts forever, the only hope secure.

Amen.

What a Faithful God have I

 What a Faithful God I Have

What a faithful God I have—

Not a distant deity who wound the world and left,

Not a passive observer, of promises bereft.

But a covenant-keeping Father, true and tried,

Who has never, ever failed me, though I've wandered and I've lied.

Know therefore that the Lord your God is God; he is the faithful God, keeping his covenant of love to a thousand generations of those who love him and keep his commandments. (Deuteronomy 7:9)

When I was faithless, He remained.

When I complained, He still sustained.

When I forgot the vows I made,

His faithful love would not degrade.

For His faithfulness is not dependent on my own—

It flows from who He is, seated on the throne.

What a faithful God I have in seasons bright and fair,

When blessings fall like rain and answers come through prayer.

I see His hand in every gift, His goodness on display,

And my heart responds with gratitude and words I long to say:

"You are faithful, Lord! You keep Your every word!"

And my soul, like Miriam, dances before the Lord.

What a faithful God I have when shadows fill the space,

When silence seems His only answer, when I cannot see His face.

In the waiting, in the wondering, in the valley deep and wide,

His faithfulness surrounds me—He will never leave my side.

Though I cannot trace His hand, I can trust His faithful heart,

And in that trust, I find the strength to live my part.

Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. (Lamentations 3:22-23)

What a faithful God I have in every promise spoken,

Every covenant established, every chain of bondage broken.

He promised Abraham a son, and Isaac came to be.

He promised Israel deliverance, and parted the Red Sea.

He promised David a forever throne, and Jesus reigns today.

He promised me eternal life—and He will not delay.

What a faithful God I have—the proof is in the cross,

Where the faithfulness of God redeemed the world from loss.

There, on that hill, He kept His word to save a sinful race,

And met the demands of justice with His own sufficient grace.

If He did not spare His Son, but gave Him for us all,

How will He not, with Him, give everything else to those who call?

God is not human, that he should lie, not a human being, that he should change his mind. Does he speak and then not act? Does he promise and not fulfill? (Numbers 23:19)

So here I stand, a witness to His faithfulness through time.

I add my testimony to the eternal, growing line

Of those who say with confidence, with joy, with grateful breath:

"What a faithful God I have—in life, in death, in life beyond death!"

His faithfulness is my foundation.

His faithfulness is my song.

What a faithful God I have—

To Him alone I belong.

Amen.

Please save me from evils in this fallen world.

 Glory to Yahweh,

Bless is your name, 

Jehovah Jirah, 

Jehovah Nihsi, 

Jehovah Shalom, 

If you are for us, 

Nobody can be against us, 

You are miracle working God,

The creator of heaven and earth,

Thanks for Lord Jesus, 

My Personal Lord and Saviour,

The Lamb of God, 

Clearing the sin of the world, 

I have sin, 

Falling short of your Glory,

In Jesus, 

Bless holy exalted name, 

I pray and worship, 

Amen. 

Hallelujah. 

God's Mercy endures forever, 

Dr. Lion

My Jesus, My Eternal Light.

 Here's a poetic journey through **John 3**—the heartbeat of the Gospel—woven with Scripture and centered on its life-changing truths:

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### **"NIGHT VISITOR, ETERNAL LIGHT"**  

*A Poem Through John 3*

**A ruler comes by cover of night—**  

Seeking answers, craving light.  

*“Rabbi, we know You’re sent from God!”*  

But flesh-born eyes see only odd  

Signs and wonders, truth half-told…  

**Then Christ shatters his world of old:**  

>*“Unless one is born again, he cannot see…*  

>*The kingdom of God’s mystery.”*  

>—**John 3:3**  

**Wind blows where it wills, unseen, unknown—**  

**So is every heart by Spirit born!**  

*Not by blood, nor human desire,*  

*But water and Spirit—Holy Fire!*  

>*“Flesh gives birth to flesh, but Spirit gives birth to spirit.”*  

>—**John 3:6**  

**Then the Teacher lifts his eyes—**  

**Points to Sinai’s serpent raised:**  

>*“Just as Moses lifted high the snake,*  

>*So must the Son of Man be raised!*  

>*That all who look in faith may live—*  

***Eternal life, My Father gives.”***  

>—**John 3:14–15**  

**For here it comes—the verse that sings**  

**Past walls of time, on angel wings:**  

>*“For God so loved the world—yes, YOU—*  

>*He gave His only Son, so true,*  

>*That whoever trusts in Him, believes,*  

>*Not lost but found, grace receives!”*  

>—**John 3:16**  

**No condemnation from His hand—**  

**He came to save a broken land!**  

*But those who turn from Light’s embrace*  

*Choose judgment in their hiding place.*  

>*“Whoever believes stands not condemned…*  

>*But whoever rejects stands judged already.”*  

>—**John 3:18, 3:36**  

**Oh, come to Light! Let deeds be shown—**  

**No fear in Truth, for you are known!**  

*Reborn! Remade! By Love set free!*  

*Born from above eternally!*  

>*“Whoever lives by truth steps into the Light!”*  

>—**John 3:21**  

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### ✨ **KEY THEMES IN JOHN 3**  

| **Truth**                  | **Verse**          |  

|----------------------------|--------------------|  

| **New Birth**              | John 3:3, 5–7      |  

| **God’s Initiating Love**  | John 3:16          |  

| **Faith = Eternal Life**   | John 3:15–16, 36   |  

| **Light vs. Darkness**     | John 3:19–21       |  

| **Son’s Divine Authority** | John 3:34–35       |  

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### 💡 **THE BORN-AGAIN PARADOX**  

> *“How can someone be born when they are old?”* (John 3:4)  

**Answer:**  

- **Not physical** but *spiritual* rebirth (v. 6)  

- **Not human effort** but *Spirit’s work* (v. 8)  

- **Not understood** but *experienced* (v. 8)  

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### 🔥 **JOHN 3:16’S 7 REVOLUTIONS**  

1. **Scope:** *“The world”* (not just Israel)  

2. **Motivation:** *“So loved”* (unearned affection)  

3. **Action:** *“He gave”* (sacrificial initiative)  

4. **Gift:** *“His one and only Son”* (priceless cost)  

5. **Condition:** *“Whoever believes”* (universal offer)  

6. **Rescue:** *“Shall not perish”* (from wrath)  

7. **Promise:** *“Eternal life”* (present & future!)  

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### 🙏 **NICODEMUS’S PRAYER (AND OURS):**  

> *“Lord Jesus—  

> I come like Nicodemus—  

> Curious yet cautious,  

> Needing more than knowledge—  

> Needing *Life*.  

>  

> Blow through my soul like that untamed wind!  

> Wash me in Your living water.  

> Lift my eyes to Your cross—  

> The serpent-crushing, death-reversing proof  

> That God *so loved* even me.  

>  

> I believe—  

> Help my unbelief.  

> Make me *born again*.  

> In Your name,  

> Amen.”*  

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### 🌟 **THE CHAPTER’S LAST WORD (JOHN 3:36):**  

> *“Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life; whoever rejects the Son will not see life, for God’s wrath remains on them.”*  

**Two paths:**  

- ✝️ **BELIEVE →** *Has* eternal life (present tense!)  

- ☠️ **REJECT →** *Wrath remains* (no neutral ground)  

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**John 3 isn’t just a chapter—it’s the crossroads of eternity.**  

Where religion meets rebirth.  

Where questions meet *the Answer*.  

Where night meets the Light of the World (**John 8:12**).  

*"You must be born again—*  

*Not of the flesh, but Spirit-breath.  

Look to the Cross—defier of death.  

Believe, and live!"* 💖

Lord, You are my foundation.

 **"Lord, You Are My Foundation"**  

*(Based on Scripture: 1 Corinthians 3:11, Psalm 62:6-7, Matthew 7:24-25)*  

**Lord, You are my Foundation—**  

The Rock that cannot shake.  

When storms roar with confrontation,  

Still my soul You make unafraid.  

**Not on sand, not on shifting lies,**  

Not on wealth or fleeting fame—  

**But on Christ, the Stronghold wise,**  

The One who bore my shame.  

Let the winds howl, let the rains beat,  

Let the earth itself give way—  

**You remain beneath my feet,**  

My dawn in darkest day.  

**Who can move what God has set?**  

What force can break His hand?  

When all else fades, I’ll not forget—  

**On this Stone I stand.**  

**Amen.**  

*(Scripture references: 1 Corinthians 3:11, Psalm 62:6-7, Matthew 7:24-25, Isaiah 28:16)*  

Abba Father, Let your will be done and not my will.

Here is a poem that gives voice to that profound and sacred prayer of surrender.

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Not Mine

Abba, Father—the name a trusting child knows, The safest refuge when the bitter wind blows. I come to You now,with a heart torn in two, And speak the only prayer that will see me through.

My will cries out, a map of my design, Full of hopes that shimmered,plans I thought were mine. It points to comfort,and a painless way, To a sun that does not fade into gray.

But Your will is a depth I cannot sound, A holy mystery where true life is found. It is a higher mountain,a broader sea, A story of redemption yet to be.

So here, in this stillness, I loosen my hold, On the tale I so desperately wanted told. I lay down the pen,I surrender the page, To the Author of Wisdom,the God of all Age.

Let Your will be done, and not my own, Your kingdom come, Your purpose known. Take this cup,if it is what You ordain, And in my yielding,let there be gain.

For You are Abba—You are good, You are near, And in Your will,there is no need to fear. You who did not spare Your only Son, Will surely lead me till my race is run.

So not my will, but Yours, I choose this day, In sweet surrender,I find the truest way. Abba,Father, into Your hands I release, And in that letting go,I find Your peace.

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The Scripture Weaved Within:

This prayer is the heart of the Christian journey, modeled perfectly by Christ Himself.

· The Address: "Abba, Father" comes from Romans 8:15 and Galatians 4:6, signifying an intimate, trusting relationship with God.

· The Surrender: "Let your will be done, and not my will" echoes the ultimate prayer of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane: "Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done." (Luke 22:42)

· The Trust: The foundation of this prayer is the belief expressed in Romans 8:28: "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." It trusts that the Father's will, though sometimes mysterious and difficult, is ultimately good.

This is the prayer that moves from fear to faith, from control to comfort in the hands of a loving Father. It is the hardest and most freeing prayer we can ever pray.

My God, breath into our lives.

 🕯️ Amen. 🕯️

This is a powerful cry for the very breath of God—the same breath that brought life to dust in the beginning (Genesis 2:7), and the same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead (Romans 8:11). You are asking for the ultimate source of life: God Himself.

“Then the Lord God formed a man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.”

— Genesis 2:7

“Thus says the Lord God: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live.”

— Ezekiel 37:9

Let Us Pray:

Heavenly Father,

You are the Giver of life—the One who breathed the stars into space and who fills our lungs with Your breath this very moment.

We ask now:

Breathe Your life into us.

· Breathe into our bodies—bring healing, strength, and vitality.

· Breathe into our minds—bring clarity, wisdom, and peace.

· Breathe into our spirits—awaken us to Your presence, Your purpose, and Your power.

· Breathe into our dreams—revive what has faded and resurrect what has died.

Let Your ruach—Your Spirit, Your breath—fill every part of us, just as You filled the disciples in the upper room (John 20:22).

Where there is weariness, bring divine energy.

Where there is brokenness, bring resurrection life.

Where there is despair, bring hope that breathes again.

We are not just flesh and bone—we are Yours, vessels of Your breath and carriers of Your glory.

In the mighty name of Jesus,

Amen.

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🌬️✨ May you feel the gentle, powerful breath of God filling you, stirring you, and sending you forth in newness of life.

You are not alone—the Breath of Heaven is within you and upon you.

Walk boldly in His life today.

You are treasure of my heart.

 You Are the Treasure of My Heart

You are the treasure of my heart—the pearl of greatest price,

For whom I would sell everything, make any sacrifice.

Not out of duty or of fear, but out of love so deep,

That in Your presence, all my lesser loves fall fast asleep.

The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field. (Matthew 13:44)

All the gold and silver, all the riches of the earth,

Cannot compare to knowing You, to understanding worth

That has no measure, has no end, no limit and no lack—

You are the treasure of my heart, and nothing can give back

The way You've loved me, found me, held me, made me whole,

The way You've written Your own name upon my inmost soul.

You are the treasure of my heart when days are bright and fair,

And still the treasure when the weight of sorrow and despair

Presses down upon my chest and whispers, "You are alone."

But in the quiet, I remember: I am never on my own.

For You are with me, and in You, I have more than I could hold—

A treasure that will never rust, that never can grow old.

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. (Matthew 6:21)

So let my heart be fixed on You, the treasure I have found.

Let no lesser love distract me, no fleeting pleasure ground

Itself within the soil where only You should grow.

You are the treasure of my heart—this one thing I do know:

I have searched and I have sought, and in You I have found rest.

You are the treasure that surpasses every earthly test.

And when my days on earth are done, and I finally see Your face,

I will know that all along, You were my hiding place.

You are the treasure of my heart.

My everything. My all.

My greatest love. My dearest friend.

My answer to every call.

Amen.

God of all Seasons.

 God of All Seasons

God of all seasons, You hold the times in Your hand,

The turning of the ages, the shifting of the land.

Winter and summer, springtime and fall,

You are the Sovereign Lord over all.

While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease. (Genesis 8:22)

In the winter of my waiting, when the ground is cold and bare,

When nothing grows, when hope seems frozen in despair—

You are there. You are working underneath the frost,

Preparing life that cannot be seen, counting not the cost.

The branches bare remind me that You are not yet done,

That underneath the surface, new life has begun.

In the springtime of new beginnings, when the first green shoots appear,

When hope returns and blossoms and casts out every fear—

You are there. The rain that falls, the sun that warms the ground,

Are mercies new each morning, Your faithfulness unbound.

You make all things beautiful in the rhythm of Your time,

Planting seeds of purpose in this heart of mine.

He has made everything beautiful in its time. (Ecclesiastes 3:11)

In the summer of abundance, when the harvest fills the field,

When blessings overflow and a bountiful yield

Surrounds me with Your goodness, I remember then

That every good and perfect gift comes from You again.

Yet in the heat of labor, when the days are long and bright,

You are the shade that covers me, the strength to continue the fight.

In the autumn of transitions, when the leaves begin to fall,

When things I've held so tightly are released at Your call—

You are there. The letting go, the colors fading gold,

Are part of Your design, a story to be told.

For every season serves a purpose in Your sovereign will,

And in each one, Your promise stands: You are with me still.

To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven. (Ecclesiastes 3:1)

God of all seasons, I trust You in each one—

In the waiting, in the growing, in the harvest, when it's done.

You are the constant through the change, the anchor through the storm,

The One who holds the calendar, whose love keeps me warm.

So whether winter's chill or summer's heat,

Whether springtime rain or autumn leaves beneath my feet,

I will praise You, God of seasons, for You are always good,

And in every change of season, You are understood—

The unchanging, faithful Father, the same yesterday and forever,

The God of all seasons, who fails me never.

Amen.

Give life for those who does not sin unto death.

 Life for Those Who Do Not Sin unto Death

This is a deep and comforting truth from Scripture—that for those who are in Christ, who walk in faith and obedience, there is the promise of life, not death.

📖 The Scripture

"If you see any brother or sister commit a sin that does not lead to death, you should pray and God will give them life. I refer to those whose sin does not lead to death. There is a sin that leads to death. I am not saying that you should pray about that." (1 John 5:16)

The apostle John distinguishes between sin that leads to physical or spiritual death and sin that, though grievous, does not result in eternal separation from God. For those who are in Christ, whose sins are covered by His blood, there is always the offer of life through repentance and grace.

✨ What This Means

Truth Assurance

Sin has consequences Some sin leads to spiritual death—persistent, unrepentant rejection of God (Hebrews 10:26-27).

But for believers, grace abounds For those in Christ, sin does not have the final word. "Where sin increased, grace increased all the more" (Romans 5:20).

Prayer restores We are called to intercede for one another, that those who stumble may be lifted up and receive life.

Eternal life is secure Those who truly belong to Christ have passed from death to life (John 5:24).

🕊️ A Poetic Declaration

To those who do not sin unto death, I give life—

Not by their merit, not by their striving,

But by the grace of the One who is thriving

In the hearts of all who call upon His name,

Who are covered by the blood of the slain Lamb.

For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 6:23)

When a brother stumbles, when a sister falls,

When the weight of sin presses and calls

For judgment, for condemnation, for despair,

I will lift them up in fervent prayer.

For there is life in the name of Jesus—

Life that flows from the cross and frees us.

Life that restores, that heals, that mends,

Life that never, ever ends.

Whoever lives and believes in me will never die. (John 11:26)

To those who walk in faith, though they may trip,

I give the promise of relationship—

Not a life of perfect, sinless ease,

But a life of grace upon their knees.

For the righteous fall seven times and rise again,

Not in their own strength, but by the Spirit within.

And the life they live is hid with Christ in God,

Secured by His covenant, sealed by His blood.

For though the righteous fall seven times, they rise again. (Proverbs 24:16)

So let us live, and let us pray,

For one another every day.

That those who stumble may find their feet,

And in the grace of God, be complete.

For to those who do not sin unto death,

There is life—eternal life—through faith.

Not a life of our own making,

But a life in Christ, never forsaking.

This is the promise, this is the truth:

In Jesus, we have eternal youth.

Life forever, life abundant, life so free—

Given to all who believe in Thee.

Amen.

Fear of God, beginning of wisdom.

 The Fear of the Lord: The Beginning of Wisdom

This truth is the foundation of all true knowledge and the starting point for a life that honors God. It is not a cowering terror, but a profound reverence, awe, and love that transforms how we see everything.

📖 The Scripture

"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding." (Proverbs 9:10)

"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding." (Psalm 111:10)

"And to man He said, 'Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom, and to depart from evil is understanding.'" (Job 28:28)

✨ What It Means

Aspect Understanding

Not Terror It is not the fear of a slave before a cruel master, but the reverent awe of a child before a loving Father who is also infinitely holy and powerful.

Reverent Awe It is a deep acknowledgment of who God is—His majesty, His holiness, His power, His love—and our rightful place before Him.

The Starting Point It is the "beginning" of wisdom—the foundation upon which all true understanding is built. Without it, knowledge becomes pride; with it, knowledge becomes worship.

A Way of Living It leads to hating evil (Proverbs 8:13), obeying His commands (Ecclesiastes 12:13), and finding true contentment and protection (Psalm 33:18).

🕊️ A Poetic Reflection

The fear of the Lord—where wisdom starts,

Not a trembling terror that tears apart,

But a holy awe, a reverent gaze,

At the beauty of God through endless days.

It is knowing His majesty, yet drawing near.

It is trembling at His Word, yet releasing fear.

It is standing in wonder at the cross and the throne,

And finding in worship that we are known.

The beginning of wisdom—not facts in a book,

Not a clever mind or a knowing look.

But a heart that bows, a soul that bends,

To the God who is both King and Friend.

For to know the Holy One is to understand

The shape of the world, the work of His hand.

To see all of life through His holy light,

To walk in His ways and choose what is right.

So let this fear be my guiding star—

Not distant dread, but love's holy awe.

For in reverent wonder, I find my place,

Before the beauty of His face.

The fear of the Lord is pure, enduring forever. (Psalm 19:9)

This is wisdom. This is life.

This is peace amid the strife.

To fear the Lord and know His grace—

The beginning of wisdom in every place.

Amen.

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This fear is not the end but the beginning. It opens the door to a lifetime of learning, growing, and loving the One who is infinitely worthy of all honor and awe.

Blessing of Abraham be upon our lifes.

 The Blessing of Abraham Be Upon Our Life

The blessing of Abraham be upon our life—

The covenant promise that cuts through all strife.

Not earned by our striving, not bought by our hand,

But gifted through faith in the God of the land.

I will make you into a great nation, and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you. (Genesis 12:2-3)

The blessing of Abraham—to be set apart,

A people of faith, with a circumcised heart.

To walk in the footsteps of one who believed,

And through his obedience, a nation received.

The blessing of Abraham—to be fruitful and increase,

To know the God of promises, the God of perfect peace.

To have descendants like the stars, like the sand upon the shore,

A legacy of faith that will endure forevermore.

He took him outside and said, "Look up at the sky and count the stars—if indeed you can count them." Then he said to him, "So shall your offspring be." Abram believed the Lord, and he credited it to him as righteousness. (Genesis 15:5-6)

The blessing of Abraham—to be blessed in every way,

In our coming in, our going out, in all we do and say.

In our barns and in our baskets, in our families and our health,

In the measure of our portion, in the abundance of our wealth.

The blessing of Abraham—to be a blessing to the nations,

To carry hope to every tribe, to every generation.

To be conduits of grace, channels of His love,

Pointing souls to Jesus, the greatest gift from above.

He redeemed us in order that the blessing given to Abraham might come to the Gentiles through Christ Jesus, so that by faith we might receive the promise of the Spirit. (Galatians 3:14)

The blessing of Abraham be upon our life today—

Not as magic or as formula, but as we trust and pray.

For we are children of the promise, heirs according to the faith,

And the God who blessed our father Abraham still blesses us, He saith.

So we receive it now, by faith, and we declare it true:

The blessing of Abraham is ours—yes, ours, because of You.

In Christ, we are descendants; in Christ, we are made heirs.

The blessing of Abraham—our Father's love declares.

Amen.

Holy Spirit fall upon me.

 Holy Spirit, Fall Upon Me

Holy Spirit, fall upon me now.

Not as a gentle whisper only, but as a rushing, mighty wind,

To shake the comfortable places, to awaken what is dim within.

Come as the fire that fell at Pentecost, tongues of flame,

To ignite a passion for Jesus, to glorify His name.

Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. They saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit. (Acts 2:2-4)

Fall upon my mind—illumine every darkened thought.

Bring clarity where confusion has its battles fought.

Teach me all things, bring to remembrance every word

That Jesus spoke, that living truth my spirit has heard.

Fall upon my heart—soften what has grown hard and cold.

Melt away the layers of hurt, the protective walls I've rolled

Around myself to keep from feeling, to keep from pain.

Let Your love flow freely through me like a gentle, healing rain.

But the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you. (John 14:26)

Fall upon my will—take the reins, I surrender all.

Every plan, every dream, every ambition, great or small.

Let Your leading be my compass, Your purpose be my guide.

In Your hands, my life is yielded; in Your love, I will abide.

Fall upon my lips—let them speak with power and grace.

Give me words of truth and season to heal and to embrace.

When I pray, let the Spirit intercede with groans unspoken.

When I witness, let the words be spoken that can awaken.

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. (Romans 8:26)

Fall upon my hands—let them be instruments of blessing,

Reaching out to heal the broken, giving without assessing

Who is worthy, who deserves, who has earned a touch.

Let me give as I have freely received—so much, so much.

Fall upon my worship—breathe new life into my song.

Let it rise as sweet aroma, let it carry me along

Into the presence of the Father, where I belong.

Let my praise be Spirit-led, both passionate and strong.

God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in the Spirit and in truth. (John 4:24)

Holy Spirit, fall upon me—not just for a moment's thrill,

But for a lifetime of surrender, for the working of Your will.

Fill me, flood me, flow through me, make me more like Christ,

Until the day I see Him face to face in paradise.

Come, Holy Spirit.

I am ready. I am waiting. I am Yours.

Fall upon me now.

Amen.

Psalm 27:4 l want to be in the house of the Lord everyday of my life.

 Psalm 27:4 Amplified

One thing I have asked from the Lord, and that will I seek:

Not many things, not scattered prayers thrown carelessly,

Not a list of wants, not a fleeting fantasy.

But one thing—a singular, consuming desire,

A holy obsession, a refining fire.

All other petitions fade and grow dim

When compared to this one request I bring to Him.

One thing have I asked of the Lord, that will I seek after, inquire for, and [insistently] require. (Psalm 27:4, AMP)

That I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life—

Not a quick visit, not a passing glance,

Not a Sunday morning religious trance.

But to dwell—to take up residence, to make my home,

In the place where His glory and mercy are known.

Not for a season, not for a night,

But all of my days, in His holy light.

To gaze upon the beauty of the Lord—

To look with wonder, with awe, with delight,

Upon the face of the One who makes all things right.

To see His character, His majesty, His grace,

To behold His glory and seek His face.

Not just to know about Him from afar,

But to see Him as He truly is—my Morning Star.

To behold the beauty of the Lord—sweet, gracious, delightful—and to meditate, consider, and inquire in His temple. (Psalm 27:4, AMP)

And to meditate, consider, and inquire in His temple—

To linger in His presence, to listen and to learn,

To let His truth within my inmost spirit burn.

To ask the questions that matter most,

To find my anchor, my peace, my host.

In the sacred space where He meets with me,

To grow in grace and maturity.

This is the one thing—above all other things:

Not wealth, not comfort, not what the world brings.

To dwell with Him, to see His face,

To know His heart and rest in His grace.

All else is secondary, all else will fade,

But this one pursuit will never be delayed.

So this is my prayer, my heart's deepest cry:

Let me dwell in Your house until the day I die.

Let me gaze on Your beauty, let me seek Your face,

Let me find in Your presence my dwelling place.

For this one thing is everything—

To be with You, my God, my King.

Amen.

Psalm 23 amplified.

 Psalm 23 Amplified

The Lord is my Shepherd—I shall not want.

He leads me away from the edge of the precipice where fear would taunt.

He is the Good Shepherd who knows my name,

Who guides me with love and protects me from shame.

Because He is mine and I am His,

Every need is met, every fear dismissed.

The Lord is my Shepherd [to feed, guide, and shield me], I shall not lack. (Psalm 23:1, AMP)

He makes me lie down in green pastures—not just to rest,

But to feast on His goodness, to know I am blessed.

In the abundance of His provision, I find my peace,

My striving ceases, my anxieties cease.

He prepares a table before me, a banquet of grace,

And invites me to rest in His holy place.

He leads me beside still waters—the quiet, the calm,

Where the noise of the world cannot do me harm.

He restores my soul, He revives my heart,

Healing the broken and weary parts.

When I am depleted, when I have no strength,

He renews my spirit and restores me at length.

He refreshes and restores my life (my self); He leads me in the paths of righteousness [uprightness and right standing with Him—not for my earning it, but] for His name's sake. (Psalm 23:3, AMP)

He leads me in paths of righteousness—not for my name,

But for His own glory, to honor His fame.

He guides my steps in the way I should go,

Through wisdom and counsel that only He can bestow.

And when I wander, He gently brings me back,

Setting my feet on the righteous track.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death—

The darkest valley, the deepest breath,

Where loss and sorrow press all around,

And hope seems lost, and light cannot be found—

I will fear no evil, for You are with me there.

Your presence is the light that cuts through despair.

Even though I walk through the [sunless] valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod [to protect] and Your staff [to guide], they comfort and console me. (Psalm 23:4, AMP)

Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me—

The rod that defends, the staff that guides tenderly.

In Your strength, I am safe; in Your care, I am led.

Though dangers surround me, I have nothing to dread.

You discipline in love, You correct with grace,

And I find my refuge in Your warm embrace.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies—

A feast of abundance, a sign of release.

While my foes look on, helpless to touch,

You bless me with goodness, You give me so much.

My cup overflows, it cannot contain

The blessings You pour out like healing rain.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You have anointed and refreshed my head with oil; My cup overflows. (Psalm 23:5, AMP)

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life—

Not just as companions, but as gifts through the strife.

They chase me down, they pursue me with love,

They surround me with blessings from the Father above.

And when my journey on earth is complete,

I will dwell in His house—a forever retreat.

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever—

Not for a season, not for a time,

But eternally His, in love's perfect rhyme.

In the presence of God, my Shepherd and King,

My soul will forever rejoice and sing.

Surely goodness and mercy and unfailing love shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell forever [throughout all my days] in the house and in the presence of the Lord. (Psalm 23:6, AMP)

This is my portion, this is my peace.

My Shepherd, my Rest, my great Release.

The Lord is mine, and I am His—

And in this truth, I find my bliss.

Amen.

Salvation.

 Saved from Hell Fire

This is the most urgent and glorious message the world could ever hear. It is the heartbeat of the gospel—that God, in His infinite love, has provided a way to be saved from the eternal consequences of sin.

📖 The Truth About Salvation

The Reality of Judgment

Scripture speaks plainly about the fate of those who remain separated from God:

"Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life." (Matthew 25:46)

Hell is described as a place of separation from God's presence, of weeping and gnashing of teeth (Matthew 8:12), prepared for the devil and his angels (Matthew 25:41). It is the just consequence of sin—for "the wages of sin is death" (Romans 6:23).

The Provision of Rescue

But God did not leave us in this hopeless state:

"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)

Jesus Himself took the punishment we deserved:

"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)

The Way of Salvation

Salvation is not earned by good works, but received through faith:

"If you declare with your mouth, 'Jesus is Lord,' and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved." (Romans 10:9)

It is a free gift of grace:

"For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast." (Ephesians 2:8-9)

🕊️ A Prayer for Salvation

Lord Jesus, I come to You recognizing my sin and my need for a Savior. I believe that You are the Son of God, that You died on the cross to pay the penalty for my sins, and that You rose from the dead to give me eternal life.

I turn away from my sin and place my complete trust in You alone. I receive Your forgiveness and ask You to be the Lord of my life. Thank You for saving me from hell fire and giving me the gift of eternal life with You.

By faith, I receive Your salvation. In Your mighty name, Amen.

✨ A Poetic Declaration

Saved from hell fire—not by my own hand,

Not by my striving, not by my stand.

But by the blood of the Lamb who was slain,

By His suffering, His death, His rising again.

He took the wrath that was meant for me.

He endured the cross to set me free.

The fire I deserved, He bore in my place,

And clothed me instead in His righteousness and grace.

No longer condemned, no longer afraid,

The debt of my sin has been fully paid.

The gates of hell cannot prevail,

For in Christ's love, I will never fail.

Saved from hell fire—this is my song,

A grateful praise my whole life long.

Not because of what I have done,

But because of the victory His death has won.

I am saved. I am free. I am His.

And in this truth, my hope is fixed.

Amen.

I only want you, Jesus.

 I Only Want You, Jesus

I only want You, Jesus.

Let the world call after me with its persuasive voice,

Let it offer every pleasure, every temporary choice.

Let it promise me tomorrows filled with comfort and with ease,

I will turn my face toward You and whisper, "Only these

Are not the things my soul was made to hold or to possess.

My heart was fashioned for Your love, my spirit for Your rest."

Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you. (Psalm 73:25)

I only want You, Jesus. Not the gifts that fill my hands,

Not the answers to my questions, not the fulfillment of my plans.

If I had every blessing but somehow missed Your face,

I would be the poorest soul in any time or place.

But if I have You only, with nothing else beside,

I am wealthier than kings in whom the richest things reside.

I only want You, Jesus—in the morning, when I wake,

In the busy of the noon hour, in the quiet when I ache.

When the road is steep and lonely, when the burden feels too great,

When I'm tempted to look elsewhere, to walk through another gate,

Draw me back with cords of kindness, remind me once again

That having You is having all, that wanting You is win.

For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. (Philippians 1:21)

I only want You, Jesus—not a version I have made,

Not a God shaped by my culture, not a Savior I've portrayed.

I want You as You are—holy, beautiful, and true,

The One who saw my deepest need and made a way to bring me through.

I want Your will, Your heart, Your way, Your purpose and Your plan,

For You are God, and I am not, and only You can span

The distance between who I am and who I long to be.

Only You can satisfy the deepest part of me.

So here I am, with empty hands and open heart, and I

Lay down every lesser love, every competing tie.

I only want You, Jesus. You are all I'm looking for.

I only want You, Jesus—now and forevermore.

Amen.

Give me Jesus.

 Give Me Jesus

Give me Jesus. 

You can have all this world—its glitter and its gold,

Its temporary pleasures, its stories never told.

You can have its praises, its platforms, and its fame,

Its restless, endless striving after a forgotten name.

But whatever were gains to me I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. (Philippians 3:7-8)

Give me Jesus in the morning, when the day is fresh and new.

Give me Jesus in the evening, when the day has journeyed through.

In the quiet and the chaos, in the ordinary and the grand,

I need no other treasure—just the shelter of His hand.

You can offer me provision, and I'll receive it with a prayer,

But only if the Giver's heart is fully present there.

You can offer me healing for the body and the mind,

But only if the Healer is the One I truly find.

For in Him we live and move and have our being. (Acts 17:28)

Give me Jesus when I'm weeping, when the tears won't seem to cease.

Give me Jesus when I'm doubting, when I cannot find my peace.

When the world has done its worst and left me wounded and alone,

I need no explanation—just to know I am His own.

You can offer me tomorrow, with its promise and its plan,

But I'd rather have a mystery held in His wounded hand.

You can offer me success in every venture I pursue,

But I'd rather have the Savior who makes all things new.

I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. (John 14:6)

So take this world, but leave me Jesus. He is all I need.

He is the bread that truly feeds, the living water indeed.

In life, in death, in want, in wealth, in weakness or in strength,

Give me Jesus—and I have everything, at length.

For when my eyes finally close on this temporary shore,

And I step into eternity, I'll need nothing more.

Because the One who died to save me will be standing in the light,

And having Him forever will be my endless, pure delight.

Give me Jesus.

You can have all this world.

But give me Jesus.

Amen.

Put me into your loving arms

 In Your Loving Arms

Put me into Your loving arms—the safest place I know,

Where the storms of life may rage without, but peace resides within the glow

Of Your unchanging presence, of Your warm and tender embrace,

Where every fear is quieted by the beauty of Your face.

The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms. (Deuteronomy 33:27)

Hold me close when I am weary, when the journey has been long.

Let me rest against Your heartbeat and find strength to carry on.

When the world has left me wounded, when my spirit feels so small,

Wrap me in Your loving arms—be my shelter, be my all.

Put me into Your loving arms when the night is dark and deep,

When sorrow steals my slumber and I am too tired to weep.

Be my comfort in the silence, be my hope when hope is slim,

Let me feel Your presence near me, let me know I'm safe in Him.

He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge. (Psalm 91:4)

Hold me when I'm tossed by doubt, when faith begins to sway,

When the enemy whispers lies and tries to lead me astray.

Your arms are strong, Your arms are sure, they will not let me fall.

They reached from heaven to earth to save, and they still hold me through it all.

Put me into Your loving arms—not just in times of grief,

But in the ordinary moments, when my joy is full and brief.

Let me never wander far from that secure and blessed place,

Where I am known, where I am loved, where I am held by grace.

I give them eternal life, and they will never perish—ever! No one will snatch them out of My hand. (John 10:28)

And when my time on earth is done, when I have run my race,

Let my final breath release me into Your warm embrace.

For there is no place I'd rather be, no shelter more secure,

Than in Your loving arms, my Lord, forever held and ever Yours.

Here I am. I come to You.

Take me in Your arms and hold me true.

For in Your embrace, I am complete.

In Your love, my heart finds its retreat.

Amen.

Let me be a sweet sacrifice.

 Let Me Be a Sweet Sacrifice

Let me be a sweet sacrifice—acceptable in Your sight,

Not offered from compulsion, but from a heart's delight.

Not a gift to earn Your favor, for that has already been won,

But a grateful, loving offering from a redeemed child to the Son.

Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship. (Romans 12:1, NIV)

Let my will be laid upon the altar, no longer grasping for control,

Every plan and every purpose surrendered to make whole.

Let my time be a fragrant offering, each moment held in open hand,

To be used for Your kingdom's purpose, according to Your command.

Let my words be seasoned with grace, a pleasing aroma of peace,

Bringing life to the weary, causing anxious thoughts to cease.

Let my hands be instruments of mercy, reaching out to heal and bless,

Let my feet carry good news to those living in distress.

For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. (2 Corinthians 2:15, NIV)

Let my possessions be Yours to direct, my resources at Your call,

To feed the hungry, clothe the poor, to lift up those who fall.

Let my relationships be marked by love, a reflection of Your grace,

Drawing others to the Savior, pointing them to Your face.

Let me be a sweet sacrifice—not a one-time, final death,

But a daily, living offering with every single breath.

Consumed not by destruction, but by holy, sacred fire,

Transformed into Your likeness, fulfilling Your desire.

Walk in the way of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. (Ephesians 5:2, NIV)

Take my all—my mind, my heart, my strength, my soul, my voice.

Shape me, fill me, use me, Lord; in You I will rejoice.

And may my life, in every part, ascend to heaven's throne,

A sweet and pleasing sacrifice to the One who calls me His own.

Here I am, Lord.

Take me. Make me. Consume me for Your glory.

Let my life be a sweet sacrifice—holy and pleasing to You.

Amen.