Christmas Baby

 

I am a Christmas baby

Regarding my birth

And please do not think

This was my first day on earth.

 

I was not born

On a Christmas day,

Oh no my cherished reader,

Not in that way.

 

Date and day

Is not important here

But the fact that I know

Brings me good cheer.

 

I am born again

Making me God’s child,

I dare to follow Jesus Christ

Meek and mild.

Jesus’ birth

On that first Christmas day

Opened my eyes to the fact

That he is the way.

 

And when I said yes

To God’s will and His way

I became a Christmas baby

From that very day.

 

It has nothing to do

With a festival

And what is more important,

It is not even seasonal.

 

It is all year round

In the country and the town,

I once was lost

But now I am found.

 

Jesus is the reason

For the Christmas season

And when he is left out of it,

It’s worse than treason.

 

 

I am a Christmas baby

But by my spiritual birth

And it’s all because one day

Jesus came to earth.

 

You can argue

All you like

As to the season

Or whether day or night.

 

But this I know

And am convinced the more

That I am a Christmas baby

And that is for sure.

 

Stewart Russell © December 16, 2024

 

Worry

 

 

A very thin line

Between worry and concern:

Just something new

That I have just learned.

 

We say we are concerned

When in fact we worry

And that concern is so bad

It causes anxiety.

 

The mix-up is in the head

Or better still, the mind

And we confuse the two

Most of the time.

 

So does the dictionary

I actually checked

And if you go there now

You would see I am correct.

 

 

The dictionary records them

As being synonyms

But unbelief brings on worry

And that is a sin.

 

To be concerned is all right

Actually, you should be

But to be overly concerned

Is to encourage worry.

 

Be careful for nothing

But be concerned and pray,

Worry should not be encouraged

As the believer’s way.

 

Jesus showed concerned

But he was never worried,

His focus on his mission

Was fixed and steady.

 

Worry magnifies the problem

And obscures our view

And we become so stressed

We don’t know what to do.

 

It shorts out the connection

Between us and God,

And we do not hear clearly

When on Him we call.

 

Worry is noise in the line

That originates from our end

And we often miss the response

That the Master sends.

 

Hence, we write it down

As unanswered prayer

And this increases our worry

And brings despair.

 

Whenever we call on God

The answer is always clear,

It is always synced to His Word

You can find it there.

 

Have faith in God

Even if you do not understand,

Once you are his child

He will hold your hand.

 

 

Don’t let worry cause you

To hang down your head

But look towards the Saviour

And remember what he said.

 

Hebrews 13:5; Matthew 28:20

 

I will never leave thee

Nor forsake thee.

Lo, I am with you always,

Even unto the end of the world.

 

Stewart Russell © August 23, 2020

 

 

Not Even Me

Having said yes to God

He will in no way accept no,

I am dogmatic about this

Because the Bible says so.

Born into God’s kingdom

Speaks to permanence,

I became His precious child

Via genuine repentance.

According to Romans 8

Verses 35 to 39 to be exact,

I have that assurance

And God’s truth is fact.

Being born again

Is the premise I choose,

My child of the Father status

I can never lose.

Once a child of God

I am always a child of God

Hence, I will not be deceived

Or let Satan defraud.

From my natural birth

I was my father’s son

But now I am born again

New life has come.

To all that believe

God grants us the power

To be His sons and daughters

From that very hour.

Since I cannot not change

My earthly circumstance

Neither do I have the power

To alter what God has advanced.

  

What he has put in place

Is His sovereign will

And I know like you do

What he promises he fulfils.

I’ve heard the argument

That I can separate me,

Read Romans chapter 8

And that you won’t see.

It explicitly says nothing

And later implies no one,

Please read from verse 38

And please read on.

This is the word of God

I am sure you agree

So read verse 39

And tell me what you see.

“Nor any other creature”

Can separate us

From the Love of God

Which is in Christ Jesus.

Put my name right there

I hope you can see,

“Nor any other creature”

Can separate me.

From the love of God

Nothing or no one

Can separate me from God

Ever since I was reborn.

For having said yes to God

I was born again

Hence, being a cast off

Will never be my pain.

Stewart Russell © July 2020

I Know Whose I AM

I am God’s child; I know I am

I am adopted of God

Through a wonderful plan.

God is my Father; I know He is

He chose me for family

What wonderful bliss!

I am an heir; His word says I am

A joint-heir with Christ

On His word I stand.

I cry Abba Father and He hears

Giving me an audience

To show that He cares.

I go to Him and bare all my heart

I tell Him my cares

Beginning from the start.

He listens intently and then replies

“I am here my child;

I have heard your cries.”

Help is on the way; you’ll soon see

My promises are sure

You can count on me.

Trust me my child; not your eyes

Just walk by faith

Focus beyond the skies.”

I am God’s child; I know I am

I am adopted of God

Through a wonderful plan.

The Spirit gave witness; I am saved

My spirit received it

And I was amazed.

I walk in the way; He shows it to me

The way of righteousness

He points and I see.

Sometimes I fall; he picks me up

Brushes off my knees

Then tends my cuts.

No longer a prodigal; I am His own

Rescued from the wilds

I have access to His throne.

His Spirit is in me; I know for a fact

He guides me along

The most difficult track.

I’m encouraged yet sometimes I fear

But He assures me

That He is always near.

The devil tempts me but I am assured

My father is with me

And I trust Him the more.

I must trust no other, no not ever

My Father walks with me

He will leave me never.

I am God’s child; I know I am

I am adopted of God

Through a wonderful plan.

Do you know whose you are?

I trust that you do

For then you’d be a joint-heir

Like I am too.

God would be your Father

And you’d be His child

Through His wondrous redemption

We would be eternally satisfied.

Stewart Russell © 2016