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One Still Prayer

I’m empty. All is nothing.

And answers fade to black.

I’ve lost my way

and cannot say

I’ll find which road leads back.

For what door is there to open?

And what word will I receive?

What will be found if do seek,

when I clearly don’t believe?

And yet, You tell me, “Ask…”

and yet You say to seek;

yet still, You say the door will open

by a spirit – lowly, meek.

As so I ask once more,

and strive to so discern…

all that can be sought about You,

and what all I must learn.

And then in some despair,

a churning hunger feeds…

as I humbly cast my cares,

and found You’ve met my needs.

I don’t deserve Your faithfulness.

I haven’t earned Your favor.

And yet it beams

like peaceful streams

from a brook that I now savor.

Your Light outshines my darkest hour.

You Word, a lamp, for this strayed lamb;

all within Your grace and power –

that I know You, Great I AM.

Let me pray this prayer once more,

if by it, I might see…

and hear,

You near

so I won’t fear

and “still” forever be.

Line 12 – Matthew 7:7-8

Line 13 – Matthew 11:28-29

Line 19 – Matthew 5:6

Line 20 – 1 Peter 5:7

Line 21 – Matthew 6:7-8

Line 23 – Ephesians 2:8

Line 25 – Psalm 23:2, Psalm 42:1

Line 27 – John 8:12

Line 28 – Psalm 119:105, Matthew 18:12

Line 30 – Exodus 3:14, Mark 14:61-62

Line 32 – Matthew 13:16

Line 34 – James 4:8

Line 36 – Psalm 46:10

My Rephidim

God led them by the pillars

of cloud and fire by day or night.

He led them to the desert

with no water there in sight.

And oh, the people grumbled;

they quarreled and complained—

insulting God’s own nature,

and His servant, and His name.

This place was then called Massah

and Meribah to their shame

to underscore their testing,

their quarreling and blame.

And so how will I react

in this, my Rephidim…?

That I might not test the LORD

when hope is lost, or so it seems…?

How will I continue

to look for only good…?

As no way out

provokes such doubt,

how can I behave the way I should…?

How can I carry myself

when my soul cries out in pain…?

How can I repress the fears

that brood from questions which remain…?

I’ll look to Christ,

my sovereign LORD,

who died on Calvary.

I’ll seek

His Word

and find

it heard

this proves His deity.

Then I’ll see

that He

has led me

to a higher Rock…

one that God crushed

til water rushed

so that He will not be mocked.

From its fountain

He will quench all thirst

that sores my throat,

and I’ll count it all joy

as I pen each grace upon grace by rote.

So let me marvel in my Rephidim!

And not stammer from lack of trust.

Let me glorify His holy Way

that brings beauty from ash and dust!

-M. Leanne Todd

References from the Holy Bible:

Exodus 13:21-22

Exodus 17:1-7

Deuteronomy 6:16-25

Luke 4:12

Luke 23:33-38

Matthew 7:7-8

Matthew 13:16-17

Psalm 61:2

Isaiah 53:10

John 4:4-14

Galatians 6:7

Isaiah 55:1

Matthew 5:6

James 1:2-4

John 1:16

John 14:6

Acts 24:14

Jeremiah 61:1-3

I Asked God Why

I asked God why, “Why all this pain?

Why must I struggle? Is it in vain?”

I asked God why, “Why give me grief?

How can it help to sow belief?”

I asked God why, “Why did I offend?

Do You punish me as though I sinned?”

I asked God why, “Why does my plea

fall on deaf ears? Are You mad at me?”

I asked God why, “Why must I strive,

only to be rejected by the Most High?”

God seemed silent in my despair.

But just when I dare ask Him where…

He’d gone from me and hid His face,

angels flood my soul with astounding grace:

“Look in His Word

and you will see,”

their still small voice

then said to me.

The rain He sends, and so sunbeams,

to both the righteous and unredeemed.

So pain does come, but will subside

like methodic waves of the evening tide…

that wear the shore in foaming swirl,

but leave behind the precious pearl.

Affliction grips us in our fate,

but yields a glory of surpassing weight.

And what of grief that I endure?

What Balm

is there to lend a cure?

His Word said that though I mourn

I am comforted, as Paul was with his thorn.

For with it came strength Paul could not own

apart from Christ and Him alone.

But offending God, yes, I have…

with countless sins and golden calves.

I’ve danced with them and sang them songs,

exposing to what my heart belongs.

So punishment, it is deserved.

Yet not on me,

for I bore no tree,

but on the Christ who served.

Our God is good, and hears my groan

and interceded from His throne;

but angry, he was, for it is known:

a holy Judge will not condone…

evil acts and broken laws,

He cannot, simply, just because:

if He did, He would be unjust;

so punishment, it is a must…

but instead of you and me,

He placed His Son up on that tree;

and there His wrath was executed

with all the righteousness imputed…

onto us who see our sin,

and trust that Christ will come again.

And so, my failings, even my good deeds

are fithy rags compared to these.

How can I make it up to Him,

I pined as joy and hope grew dim…?

until His Word declared Good News:

This is a gift I can never loose!

I cannot earn it, it can’t be bought—

for it’s been purchased at tremendous cost.

I thought Him silent;

though He still speaks.

I thought Him arrogant;

though He is meek.

I thought Him cold and distant, base;

though He is truth, and He is grace.

So now my spirit will rise as my flesh dies

as glorious as the sun-kissed skies,

all because Jesus opened my eyes…

on the day, I dared, to ask God why.

References from the Holy Bible:

Line 13 – Psalm 29:7

Line 14 – John 1:16

Line 17 – 1 Kings 19:11-13

Line 19 – Matthew 5:45

Line 24 – Matthew 13:45-46

Line 26 – 2 Corinthians 4:16-18

Line 28 – Jeremiah 8:22

Line 30 – Matthew 5:4

Line 32 – 2 Corinthians 12:9-10

Line 34 – Romans 5:12; Romans 5:18-19

Line 35 – Exodus 20:4-6; Exodus 32:1-35

Line 37 – Jeremiah 17:9

Line 40 – Galatians 3:13-14

Line 41 – Matthew 20:28, Mark 10:45

Line 42 – Psalm 66:18-19, Romans 8:26-27

Line 48 – Proverbs 17:15

Line 51 – John 3:16

Line 52 – Isaiah 53:10

Line 53 – 2 Corinthians 5:21

Line 54 – Numbers 21:9

Line 55 – Mark 14:62

Line 57 – Isaiah 64:6

Line 61 – John 10:28, Romans 5:15-16

Line 62 – Ephesians 2:8-10

Line 63 – 1 Peter 1:19

Line 65 – 2 Timothy 3:16

Line 67 – Matthew 11:29

Line 69 – John 1:14

Line 70 – Romans 6:3-4

Line 72 – Matthew 13:16

All I Need

You are my only solace

when I fall to my knee,

my only hope

and Way

to cope

when I don’t know how to be.

I am so prone to criticize.

I seethe to rage, unbridled;

when overwhelmed by lack or loss

or just when I feel entitled.

I grapple with my failures,

as panic tears me to my core.

But then

just when

I falter,

You soothe each aching sore.

You are my calm in all the storms –

to problems’ poison, my antidote.

Basking in Your grace and mercies,

I count each blessing by rhyme and rote.

Because I am so soon to worry,

so quick to fuss and fret

about each festering turmoil.

How all too often I forget…

…that You, oh God, are sovereign

down to every molecule.

Atoms spun in grand display

or in seeming disarray

cannot circumvent Your rule.

For you govern wild waves at sea.

You prompt the lightning’s strike.

You open wombs

and shake dry tombs.

You speak worlds into life.

You adorn

new morns

with sunlit dew.

You give and also take.

You quake the earth

and spark rebirth.

You rouse and sleepers wake.

You author

all the universe.

You’ve known me,

sewn me,

from my marrow.

You brave sick human hearts,

set them apart.

You see the falling sparrow.

And that, I am,

this present moment–

but the asp can’t lay its seed,

because You, sweet Savior,

gave me rest.

Jesus, You are all I need!

References from the Holy Bible:

Line 3 – Psalm 71:5, 1 Timothy 1:1, Titus 2:13

Line 4 – John 14:6

Line 16 – Jeremiah 8:22

Line 17 – Psalm 107:29-30

Line 19 – Lamentations 3:22-23

Line 29 – Jeremiah 32:17

Line 30 – Job 38:8-11

Line 31 – Job 37:1-5

Line 32 – Isaiah 66:9-19

Line 33 – Ezekiel 37:1-10

Line 34 – Genesis 1:1-4

Line 37 – Job 38:12-13

Line 38 – Job 1:21

Line 39 – Job 9:5-6

Line 40 – John 3:1-8

Line 41 – Isaiah 52:1, Ephesians 5:14

Line 42 – Hebrews 12:2

Line 44 – Psalm 139:1-2

Line 47 – Jeremiah 17:9

Line 48 – Ezekiel 36:26

Line 49 – Matthew 10:29

Line 52 – Genesis 3:15

Line 54 – Matthew 11:28

Line 55 – Philippians 4:19

Act of God

When everywhere I look

there is

nothing but defeat,

and when the scorch is blazing

from the desert’s dying heat…

when skies withhold

the quench of rain

from thirsting plants so tender,

when hope is like a barren field

held captive to its lender…

when every time

my eyes

descry

the mountains

I can’t move,

when even faith is faint and weak

and, God, I cannot prove…

the darkness closes in, but

I will

fear not

the night—

with dreams, deferred,

and pain, incurred:

I’ll walk by faith, not sight.

For what’s a desert without heat?

What are storms without the wind?

And what growth’s sustained

or plants remain

without the rain

they send?

Truly, it was in a desert

where our LORD did pine for bread…

but chose to last

throughout His fast

on God’s Sweet Word, instead.

Yes, it was in the storms

where our Savior chose to rest,

knowing He could wake

for glory’s sake

to calm a sea’s dark, savage breast.

And it was on a bludgeoned cross—

a scandal, shame, disgrace;

that Christ took up

and drank the cup

of wrath

against our race…

of a people and our fallen state,

the thrall of broken laws:

this yoke,

He broke,

like light – He spoke

from darkness just because…

He saw that it was good

to let Himself be known-

part night from day

and make a Way

for our inward, wordless groans.

Let them cry out,

let earth give shout!

Through famine, quake, and fire…

that seasons bring

for death’s no sting

or souls it can acquire…

when even in our suffering,

we will have rejoiced and reveled…

knowing in the flood

of God’s Own blood–

our debt of sin’s been leveled.

References from the Holy Bible:

Line 20 – Isaiah 41:10

Line 24 – 2nd Corinthians 5:7

Line 35 – Matthew 4:1-4

Line 40 – Mark 4:35-41

Line 42 – Hebrews 12:1-4

Line 43 – Luke 9:23

Line 44 – Matthew 26:39

Line 48 – Isaiah 24:5

Line 49 – Deuteronomy 28:48, Lamentations 1:14

Line 51 – Genesis 1:3

Line 53 – Genesis 1:4

Line 54 – Ezekiel 38:23

Line 55 – Genesis 1:5

Line 56 – John 14:6

Line 57 – Romans 8:26-27

Line 59 – Psalm 66:4

Line 62 – 1st Corinthians 15:55

Line 65 – Romans 5:1-5

Line 68 – Colossians 2:13-14

My Salvation Story

I stood there in the pews, head bowed – not in prayer, but in anguish. I was standing, pensively, in a small little southern Baptist church with a new young preacher, who was on fire for the Gospel, and laying out his alter call. But I wouldn’t budge. Stubborn little prideful mule I was at the age of 14 or so. Yes – there were many things that pride would not permit. Besides all of which, the anger over my parent’s dissolving marriage had settled into me like some sort of alien sickness. And despite their lip service to Jesus, I could scarcely recall a time when I had been taken to any church as a small child. Of course our lovely home was cluttered with little religious plaques and symbols, along with the occasional and woefully ignorant, unbiblical opinions that my parents had tossed around about the Christ in front of me…but when such an atmosphere is also coupled with fury, profanities, pornography, substance abuse and a near total lack of love for one another…well, it can make a child quite jaded about the existence and involvement of any god – much less, the only real One.

And so, there I was – standing solemn in the pews. Why? I asked unconsciously with every refusal to move, why were my parents suffering – why was I? Sure my grandmother had once sat me on her knee, telling me stories of how this Messiah had turned the water into wine, how He had raised the dead, and how He had died Himself for the sins of all the world. So if He was so amazingly capable, why was there such misery, not just in my own little life, but in the whole world at large? Frankly, in my estimation at the time, if He existed at all then He must be quite the divine Jerk for allowing it.

No, it wasn’t so much that I didn’t believe in God, as it was the fact that I was mad at Him.

Then breaking into my wall of resistance, the pastor added suddenly…but softly, “I feel the person whom the LORD is calling today is a youth.”

My heart quickened.

Really, Padre? I remember thinking, Well then – male or female? You’ll have to be more specific than that if you expect ME to humiliate myself!

Clearly, I wasn’t into parlor tricks and psycho babble. This gentleman was going to have to do better than that if he expected me to embarrass myself in front of all these people.

Eventually, they closed the service. And a myriad of mixed emotions hit me. At first I was relieved. After all, I was off the hook now. But soon that relief caved into a sinking feeling that I had forsaken something, or Someone, far greater than I could ever imagine; Someone I didn’t even know or understand…at least, not yet.

Next week, God. I bargained with the Almighty. I’ll go down during next week’s alter call.

But that is when I learned something about this Yahweh. And that is that He would not be “put off.”

As I waited on the porch steps of the church for my brother and new sister-in-law to get their vehicle, I heard my name being called. I turned and – to my horror – it was the pastor himself. I dreaded any interaction with him. I suddenly felt like some undesirable vagrant who was caught trespassing on a rich man’s property, like I didn’t belong – or so I was led to believe, momentarily. Fearing reproach and certain judgment, I somehow summoned the courage to look this man in the eye.

And that’s when I was quite surprised. His eyes were not cold and distant or disapproving – but bright and loving. He did not sneer at me for being such a lowly sinner, but smiled such a welcoming smile that I was captivated, drunk in the love that seem to exude from him so effortlessly. Whatever was flowing out of this man who grinned affectionately at me, all I knew at the time was that I flatly didn’t deserve it.

And yet there it was: Grace. Mercy. Love.

He said, “Leanne…I felt like you were the person the LORD was calling today. And I just felt that He wanted me to give you this.”

It was the New Testament.

I don’t even remember what, if anything, I said in response. My jaw had dropped, spiritually. Male or female..? I had challenged this man. Umm…yea.

One thing was for certain. This guy didn’t play. I wasn’t invited to “Popcorn and Movie Night” for months and years on end in the vain hope that some of this “Christianity stuff” would rub off on me. I was not “entertained.” And I reasoned, that if this man had the gumption to hit me sidelong with the truth like that, the least I could do was read what he gave me.

And that I did. I don’t remember how many of the four Gospels I had read before the Spirit of our Holy God made me understand that He is not cold and distant and condemning, but that His mercies are new everyday. That once we come to Christ when we are called, our sin is blotted out and we are given a clean slate. That this Jesus, is the Living Embodiment of Yahweh…in all His hard truth, yet amazing grace.

Do you know Him today? If not, then I say FIND. SEEK. Knock, and His door will be opened with so much grace that you will drown in it. You will die, yes, you but you will also come to life!

What is the Good News?

It has been asked, “If God is so good, why does He send people to hell?” Easy answer: That’s what we all deserve. Don’t believe me? I challenge you to watch the evening news on television, cross someone over money or pride, or simply drive in traffic. Every waking moment, we human beings actively demonstrate two things: our total depravity and our need for a Savior. And the good news is, there is One. Over two thousand years ago, in a tiny town, on a dark night…there was born to a virgin girl a baby boy, named Jesus. As we learn in John 1:14 of the New Testament, “And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us; and we saw His glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.” The boy grew to be a man who, unlike us, never sinned. You see, God is holy. And we are not. And though our sin rightly deserves the punishment of eternity in the everlasting fires of a very real place called hell, “…God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish, but have eternal life.” (John 3:16) So after living a sinless life of preaching and teaching an undeserving world about His Father; after His countless healings of the sick, the lame, and the dead; after confronting all that had been wrongly taught by religious authorities…Jesus laid down His life on a Roman cross, to take the wrath of God that we deserved. As He said in John 10:17-18, “For this reason, the Father loves Me, because I lay down My life that I might take it up again. No one takes it from Me, but I lay it down of My own accord.” And on that cross, God poured out His wrath. Jesus died there. And in three days he physically rose, alive, from a tomb to continue serving humanity and witnessing of God’s goodness. And it is necessary to underscore this point: Jesus was not merely a prophet, not merely a good teacher, and not merely one who performed miracles. He was and is the second living Person of the Holy Triune God. Because His crucifixion satisfied the wrath of Yahweh, and because He rose from the grave, a Way is now made for our salvation. So the good news is, if we repent, turn from our sins, and put our trust in Him and His Holy Word…we will be saved.

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