Authority

I asked Him to heal my servant.

He wanted to come to my house,

but I know authority when I see it.

The same way I order my soldier about

is the same way His power shakes out.

I can already tell He knows what He’s doing.

He needn’t come to my house.

He just says the words,

and already I know

that what I’ve asked

has been done.

I believe in the One

who told me that this son

has been healed.

Thank you Jesus!

Matthew 8:5-13

 

Isaiah 53:7

Oppressed, beaten and bruised

so we didn’t suffer the same fate.

Silent before His accusers.

I ask myself,

would I have joined His abusers?

Led like a lamb to the slaughter,

in hopes He could call us son and daughter.

He kept His mouth closed,

And only God knows

What He would have said

Had it been me instead

“He was oppressed and treated harshly, yet He never said a word. He was led like a lamb to the slaughter. And as a sheep is silent before the shearers, He did not open His mouth”

Isaiah 53:7 NLT

 

Harvest

Abundant Fruit.

Lazy workers.

What if we

accepted the plea

to be

fruitful?

The harvest isn’t scarce–the laborers are.

Why do we live

as though the scars of Jesus 

weren’t worth sharing?

“Then He said to His disciples, ‘The harvest truly is plentiful, but the laborers are few. Therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest’”

Matthew 9:37-38