Monthly Archives: September 2008
The Everlasting God
The Creator of Heaven & Earth
Alleluia
Kindred Community Church Adult Choir singing one of my favorite songs. The choir continues to grow and they sound marvelous.
In this song…I can get lost in worship of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. This is a small taste of heaven.
Tell Tale Signs
The body of Christ
Suffered another assault today
By one who calls himself Christian
By outward appearances
The signs were all there
Indeed he put on a good show
In church each Sunday
With Bible in hand
He even shared Christ with those not yet saved
A fish symbol strategically placed on his car
A bumper sticker proclaiming
Know Jesus, Know Peace
But closer examination
By the One who looks upon the heart
Revealed a wolf in sheep’s clothing
Sacred vows made to love his wife
As Christ so loved the church
Were set aside and trampled underfoot
His children
Once beloved were now forgotten
In his quest for personal happiness
The Lord whom he proclaimed to love
With all his heart, mind, soul and strength
Was long forgotten as he raised himself in God’s place
Destruction and devastation lay in the wake
From the vehicles of lies and deceit
No concern is demonstrated for those he once claimed to love
Those who once admired the Lord’s blessings to this man
Stand with their mouth gapping
Poised and ready to utter the words hypocrite and liar
The witness for Christ
He so carefully sought to build and protect
Now lies in the heap covered by selfishness and pride
Oh Lord, even now we lift up this one so deceived
Like a lamb led to slaughter
So willingly he followed the father of lies
We pray for his salvation
Forgiveness for his sins
That without Jesus he will have no peace
Like the prodigal son
May he come to his senses
And return to the Father whom he once he loved
By Susan Bunts
September 26, 2008
Dissention…Reporting for Duty
Here I am boss
Reporting for duty
Have I got a good report for you
The assignment you gave
I executed with ease
As I got those tongues wagging
That place which seeks to be a beacon on a hill
Reflecting the Light of the world
Instead grew a little dimmer today
I started with those who are idle
Who have the time to talk
In no time at all…the seed of gossip blossomed
The trick is
When they are talking about others
They don’t have time to read the word of God
When they are negative and brooding
Completely lacking the joy of the Lord
They are not taking every thought captive
When they spend time
Debating about which songs should be sung
They don’t have the time to worship their Lord
When they set aside the diligent study of the Bible
How can they hold it up
To examine themselves in light of God’s word
When the rest on their laurels
Feel comfortable in their accomplishments
They won’t desire a fresh work of God in their life
When they fail to trust and respect
The leaders whom God raised up
A negative critical spirit takes its place
When they attempt to love on their own power
They will be unable to bear all things, nor hope and believe
Their love will never endure on its own
Some I will lure into exhaustion
Through pressing needs, good works and few helping hands
It’s there I will stir up resentment
May they bow their knee to their Lord
But never their will
There they can rest in a false sense of piety
Oh hater of their soul
The fruits of our labor
Are plentiful and abundant
May they never see it
Or recognize the handwriting of our work
It’s there we can turn them against one another
Render ineffective their witness
When they are focused on one another
They won’t remember to take the gospel to the lost and dying world
by Susan Bunts
September 23, 2008
Invisible
I am the nameless, faceless one
You seek to avoid
You see me coming down the street
And look down or walk the other way
Sometimes I mutter to myself
For there is no one else to listen or who cares
When I stand behind you in the checkout line
You hold your breath
It’s been…I don’t know how long
Since I’ve had a warm shower or put on clean clothes
Of course I know I stink
Thankfully after a while I became immune to the smell
Shame should be my name
Would it be better if I had never been born
My family doesn’t even know
If I’m dead or alive
There’s no means to contact me
No phone to pick up or place to drop by
Would they even recognize me
If they passed me on the street
Society thought they did good
In giving me the right to choose
Take my medication
Or be locked up for my own good
Do tell…how can someone not in their right mind
Make a rational decision
Even though you pass me by
With nary a look or a smile sent my way
No matter how hard you try to pretend I’m not…
I am here
By Susan Bunts
September 17, 2008
For a Season
Oh Lord, in these days
The place where we meet
Has been denied me for a season
My soul longs for
Cries out
For our time to connect
You have answered my prayers
Given me my heart’s desire
In ways that are more than I can ask or imagine
Yet that place where we meet
Where my mind processes all that is going on
Has been held at bay
It’s been replaced
By busyness and plans
That will soon come to fruition
But it’s in writing
That I reflect
So clearly see Your presence in my life
It’s when my fingers strike the keyboard
That I work through the emotions
Through the grid of Your Word and the Holy Spirit’s leading
As much as I love my betrothed
Look forward with eager anticipation to that day when we become one
My heart cries out and I long for You, Oh God
May I never say
My name is Ichabod
That the glory of the Lord has departed from my life
May I be mindful
Of Your presence in my life
Your leading, Your guidance, Your tender correction
There are not enough sermons
Nor Bible studies attended
That can take the place of time spend with You
Oh God…carry me through this season
Restore unto me the time and place
And let us meet once again…daily commune
Until then God
Carry me, enable me, strengthen me…bring me through
To that private place where we meet again, one day face to face
Susan Bunts
September 16, 2008
Victory
Tonight, the Lord enabled me
To snatch victory from the jaws of the enemy
When I heard the word…a smile crossed my lips
“Yes Lord…forgive”
The battle began early
I felt pummeled…assaulted on every side
Relentless…unending
Subtle…but it was an effective attack
Who would recognize it
Trace it back…to the enemy
Who would recognize the handwriting
Scripted by the hater of my soul
It felt like a war
The enemy was on every front
It left me wounded and numb
Spent…barely able to lift my head
Then the “piece of resistance”
Words wielded…left me battered and bloody
Oh Lord…just get me through this day
Help me to not respond in kind
Understanding their true nature
Brought no comfort
Knowledge that they are but a puppet of the enemy
Was not a healing balm to my soul
But in the quiet…at the end of the day
I came to the end of my reserves
It was there that the Holy Spirit reminded me
Of my “new nature” in Christ
He’s the One
When He whispered the word, “Forgive”…peace filled my soul
He’s the One who will enable me to return the arena
Enter where the prowling lions seek to devour me
Yet I fear not…for He is the One
Who will shut tight the jaws that would otherwise crush me
Tonight…the Holy Spirit within
Enabled me to forgive
In doing so He snatched victory
From the deadly jaws of Satan
A powerful and effective foe to a created one
But a defeated foe to the Kind of kings and Lord of lords
By Susan Bunts
September 9, 2008
Only Believe
If I had believed those who told me
It’s God’s will that you never marry
Would I have ceased to pray
Never more asked God to grant me the desires of my heart
If I believed that the chapters yet to be written
Would never be different
From that which had gone before
Would my faith have failed me
If I believed the lies of the enemy
Doubted the goodness of God
Would I have presented my requests to Him
Confident that He is able
If I had never asked
God to bring me a godly husband
Would I have ever donned a wedding gown
Or felt your hand in mine
If I had not risked
Being embarrassed
Feeling the failure
Would I have gathered the courage to asked others to pray
If I had not heeded
The still small voice within
Would I have lacked the vision
To only believe
By Susan Bunts
September 3, 2008
Eternal Vision
Do I offer a prayer to God for my future
Seek His will
Then hesitate to follow where He leads?
Seek His will
Then hesitate to follow where He leads?
Do I unburden my heart
Share my fears, hurt and sorrow
Then refuse to accept His comfort?
Do I know the Word of God
Even have it hidden within my heart
But fail to trust God’s goodness in my circumstances?
Do I give the enemy a foothold
Listen to the lies he whispers in my ears
Believe him who seeks steal, kill and destroy?
Or dare I have an eternal vision
Knowing that God’s plan may include pain
And one day He will turn it…to victory and gain?
Do I trust Him
Who takes away
Will one day restore?
Do I look back at the past
Feel the pain of the present
Am I unable to see past this moment?
Do I believe him
Who seeks to destroy my witness
Render it ineffective to an unbelieving world?
Or do I believe God
Know with confidence
God’s glory and goodness through all eternity far outweighs it all?
Will I choose to be earth bound
Focused on the past
The here and now?
Or will I have an eternal vision
Examine everything through the grid of eternity
Trust that everything is in the hands of my trustworthy God?
“Oh dear one,”
Whispers the still small voice within
“Won’t you trust Me in your pain?”
By Susan Bunts
August 30, 2008
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