MY LIFE MY CHOICE

When I choose to empty myself of my self
God chooses to fill me with Him
When I choose to let go of things I hold tight
He walks through my darkness and turns on His light.

Making right choices are the keys that I have
Use them or shelve them is all in my hands
But His hands are locked tho His heart's open to me
My choices can unlock His hands to free me.

I do this by choosing His Word and His Way
I do this by letting go, and not holding sway
I do this each moment each single day
It's not only smart, it's the best and only way.

To walk in sure victory o'er every battle life brings
To keep focus on heaven 'stead of earthly things
To stay pure and holy till His face I behold
Till I enter His realm where streets are pure gold.

Living on earth is His assignment to me
To learn the right choices that from sin can free me
It seems like a task, painful and sore
But His plan is perfect, so I trust and endure.

When I see Him in glory I will then understand
Why He did what He did while my earth life He planned.
Till then help me choose right, whatever betide
Coz my life's purpose is one...To be His perfect Bride.

SIN THE STALKER

Sin is like an ex-boyfriend
A jealous lover who will never leave
Constantly seeking my attention
While to my Lord I strive to cleave.

Sin has a reel of our past moments
Of everything we ever shared.
It picks the one that can hook me best
When in my present I reach unrest.

It could be money, it could be friends
It could be habits I need to mend.
It could be heart things I can't let go
Sin knows exactly what clip to show.

The purpose is to lure me back
To carnal ways...my sinful pact.
To earthly things that pass away
To make my feet from Jesus stray.

I need to focus everyday
I need to give Jesus complete sway
I need to fix my eyes on Him
Or my ex will get me...his name is sin!

VOICES

Voices all around me, do this, do that
Holy Spirit in me softly nudges: No
Which road will I take?
What decision will I make?
Help me Lord with You to flow.

The voices are logical, rational, right
Holy Spirit doesn't sound the same
How can He say: Love your enemy?
How can He say: Don't label blame?

But He did, I clearly heard Him
As I read my Father's Word
Softly whispered as I listened
Sure as ever it's Him I heard.

Let it go, He gently whispered
I know it's hard, I've been there too
When Jesus was on earth and suffered
Thru Him I knew what you're going thru.

Letting go is never easy
Not fighting back is always tough
But thats the only way to glory
Being like Jesus when the road gets rough.

SATAN HAS ASKED FOR YOU...

Satan has asked for you, Jesus told Pete.
He wants to shake up and sift you like wheat.
Job had the same thing dished out to him
When God boasted saying he was a man with no sin.

When Father God is in a parental mood
He often shouts praises in heaven
But sneaky Satan also hears what He says
And shouts back: I can still see leaven.

You go check it out, Father roars loud
Go test my child, I'll vouch for him now
Do what you will and you will soon see
My child will still love and honour Me

Satan then slinks to earth with a writ
But has a tight lease round his throat and his wrist
Onslaught he brings, but Father infuses
Strength for the trial and Satan then loses

So hang in there child, Satan can't do
Any more than Father gives him permission to
Each time you're tested just think of heaven
Where Father shows off His earth living children.

Your testing, your trial is a way you will know
That Father is pleased, but there's still dross to show
That the forming of Jesus in you's incomplete
The journey's not over, your dross needs the heat.

God was so pleased with Jesus His Son
He wanted more children like that perfect One
He uses the Devil to help with His cause
And through every trial He roots out our flaws.

Till pure and holy we slowly become
Through pain and temptation like Jesus the Son
Perfect children in glory God wants us to be
So He gives Satan rope to test you and me.