The Only Wise God

 

 

Can you tell what I am thinking?

I know someone who can,

He even knows my future

And He never reads my palm.

Crystal balls are not His thing

And He never ever predicts,

He doesn’t even prophesy

Yet He sees all from where he sits.

He knows when we are sincere

And whenever we pretend,

He knows what we will decide

And all that we intend.

What question he cannot answer?

There is actually none,

He alone can decide

How long each course will run.

Time’s clock has been set by Him

From its beginning to its end,

He knows every twist and turn

Every tunnel and every bend.

He is the ultimate Ruler

King of kings and Lord of lords,

He is one yet three

As substantiated by the Word

There’s much we do not understand

As expressed in His Word,

And often in our brilliance

We deem that Word absurd.

He alone orders the wind

And the boundaries of the sea,

No effort or struggle is required

Just a simple “Let there be”.

He transcends all of creation

It is all contained in Him,

Everything is for His purpose

Not our fancy or our whim.

We were created in His image

Though we often tend to forget

And the balance that He initiated

We constantly try to upset.

His ways are past finding out

His thoughts are not our thoughts,

He is from everlasting to everlasting

And He cannot be bought.

All in the earth are His

There is nothing that He needs,

He has provided it for our sustainment

Not to satisfy our greed.

He is the Lord God Jehovah

The I AM that I AM,

Revealed in Christ the Saviour

The Shepherd and yet the Lamb.

That he died for me is amazing

That he lives in me is comforting,

That he is coming for me is reassuring

That I am in him is enlightening.

It is my honour to know Him

It is my privilege to be called His own

His slave I may be but I am free

Free to enjoy true liberty.

What blessed freedom in Christ!

My Shepherd, Lamb and Sacrifice,

Nothing brought I but one sin-sick soul

Yet he washed me and made me whole.

All of Him and none of me

No credit can I take,

No merit in me, no merit at all

God did it all for Jesus’ sake.

And now I rest assured in Him

Until my earthly rest shall be,

Anticipating the glorious resurrection

When I shall live eternally.

Stewart Russell (c) April 2019

The Longest Marathon Ever

Sometime after the beginning of time

Oh, sure, time had a beginning,

And as sure as there is a God

Time will be sure to have an ending.

But enough of that for now

I am here to tell you about a race,

Not about a sport or a people in time

But a metaphor we can easily trace.

On your mark, set, and they were off…

Just two in this race were involved,

This race is even greater today

As all of life around these two revolves.

Two competitors in a metaphorical race

On their mark at the beginning of time:

One fighting for supremacy at all cost

In a bid to contaminate the human mind

Everything was set and they were off

One of them forging to the front,

While the other was established from eternity

The other had more fans at the last count.

This is not a hundred metres sprint

But it is more like a marathon,

It is the longest marathon there ever was

Long before the Olympics had begun.

You’ve been patient up to this point

While wondering who the competitors are,

If by now you have guessed them both

Then you are a natural star.

           

Yes “Truth” and “Lies” are in this race

They were at it from the beginning of time,

“Truth” is synonymous with the Word of God

And “Lies” is the Devil aka Satan the Fraud.

One has a particularly large fan club

These are fans with very itching ears:

They stand on the side and shout the more

Whenever “Truth” appears to draw near.

It appears right now that “Lies” is ahead

Certainly he possesses the majority

But while the duration of this race is time

“Truth” is in it for eternity.

It appears they are rounding the bend

And presently heading for the straight,

Time’s clock is striking the hour

And for the majority it might be too late.

“Lies” is in the lane that is broad and crowded

“Truth” is holding the straight and narrow

“Lies” has a lot of room to negotiate

But “Truth” has a standard to follow.

“Truth” takes the lane to and from the cross

But “Lies” sees this lane as pure folly,

Easy street lane is his eager pursuit

In which he can run footloose and freely.

While “Lies” appears to be the winner now

The race result has not yet been declared

There have been many and blatant infractions

So “Truth” has nothing at all to fear.

“Lies” is destined to lose by default

Since he has never run the straight lane

And while there are times he runs like truth

Do understand deception is his game.

Run with “Truth” and you run with a winner

Run with “Lies” and you will lose,

The beautiful thing in this race my friend

Is that you get to run in the lane you choose.

Stewart Russell © October 2018