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Colossians 3:12-14 NKJV

“Put on tender mercies, kindness, humility, meekness, longsuffering; bearing with one another, and forgiving one another, if anyone has a complaint against another; even as Christ forgave you, so you also must do. But above all these things put on love, which is the bond of perfection.”

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Living Words | Proclaiming Christ

April 23, 2017 - Author: Bernadette Saddik

The ever-presence of God’s Love in His Gift of Praise

If a picture is worth a thousand words
Then avert your two eyes from me when you demand silence
For countless words erupt with each shuddering gasp

Ergo miss the accompanying timbrel and dance.

If a picture is worth a thousand words
Then aim your soul’s eye beyond now when you demand answers
For countless strains roar from Saviour’s bleeding Gift

Elseways miss the revelatory mighty acts and Breath.

I see so much
I hear too much
I say enough…

Lord above all I pray
let me live these, the loudest Word amidst
the dying cacophony of the world and
the swelling harmonies of the angels…

Christ is risen.

“Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord.”
Psalm 150:6 KJV

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Thought Castle | Home in Christ’s Love

February 1, 2016 - Author: Bernadette Saddik

“But when [the son] was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him…the father said to his servants…’let us eat, and be merry: for this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.'” Luke 15:20, 24 KJV

Ease your frantic scrambling in that
ever-expanding thought castle.
(your ideas, plans, and dreams are
its tiles, bricks, and beams)

Yes, you are a castle keeper,
though not its only one.
No more than a child is keeper
of her safety, of her growing.

Tend to your thought castle,
but release the in charge-control-alone-illusion.
A keeper is no good lost.
(and there is much you still don’t realize)

Because how easily otherwise it is to
fall from not-yet opportunity walls,
drown in contrived joy moats,
burn in misunderstood hope dungeons.

You know this, because you have,
in consuming panicked-purpose fear,
slammed the door in Father’s face.
(deadlines looming, no time for Word-breathing Love)

Then you crumble,
and everything caves in,
and you don’t know where or who you are,
and that frantic energy is ready to explode.

You’ve locked yourself inside,
stuck with heart-barred windows.
This wondrous thought castle of possibility,
distorted into an angry, lonely room.

Yet, He Who came in a stable, Luke 2:4-7
Who left hanging on a tree, Luke 23:20-49
Who came back from a tomb, Luke 24:1-30
Who is risen unto Paradise… Luke 24:49-53

He has the key,
You have the need (cry out to Him!),
He has His open arms (what grace!).
Finally, in your castle, you see Home.

You, an inheritor, learning from the King, explore…
Walls reveal doors.
Moats uncover treasure coves.
Dungeons turn to passage ways.

For now, though, you have tired yourself.
Today, let Shepherd carry you up top —
up steep faith-stairs —
and rest in a high safe tower.

Rest in awe of that glorious resurrection view,
In awe of Christ’s glory.
Child, rest in awe.
Rest in peace-filled awe.

“His work is honourable and glorious: and His righteousness endureth forever. He hath made His wonderful works to be remembered: the LORD is gracious and full of compassion.” Psalm 111:3-4 KJV

“The Lord preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and He helped me. Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.” Psalm 116:6-7 KJV

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Deeper than Words | This I Pray to You, Lord Jesus

August 8, 2015 - Author: Bernadette Saddik

Forgive me Father, I have and will continue to fail.
Let not my mistakes be a stumbling block.
Let them be an opportunity to learn.
And as I lag behind when I fall,
And as I struggle to stand,
Pass Me Not O gentle Saviour!

For, in You is my every good thought, word, deed.
You Who are Goodness.
You Who raise me up.
You Who rose from the deepest grave.
Be my high tower.
Help me see the destination You see.
And, in so doing, strengthen me as I journey.
Be Thou My Vision.

Fill my being, Lord, with Your lovingkindness.
Fill me beyond what I can carry now.
Not to my personal limits, but to the potential You created in me.
And, in so doing, grow me.
Grow me forever that I may approach nearer to You.
Nearer My God, to Thee.

Direct my mind and heart to You.
Show the evidence of Your glory in every moment.
The joys in the little things.
In the big things.
The joys realized through trials.
Brought through success.
The joys in Your holy plans.
How Great Thou Art!

And, when I tire — tire of speaking, tire of writing, tire of thinking…
When these hurt because I don’t know what to say, write, or think…
(Because how can I possibly translate the explosions of internal expression that words do not and cannot contain?)…
Translate for me, and lift me in Your rest.
‘Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus.

Make me to know the comfort of Your presence.
Banish the loneliness.
Banish the sorrow.
Banish the holes.
They do not belong where You, Almighty God, are welcome.
And You are welcome in my life.
I need You in my life.
I Need Thee Every Hour!

“Be merciful unto me, O Lord: for I cry unto Thee daily. Rejoice the soul of Thy servant: for unto Thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul. For Thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon Thee. Give ear, O Lord, unto my prayer; and attend to the voice of my supplications. In the day of my trouble I will call upon Thee: for Thou wilt answer me.” Psalm 86:3-7 KJV

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