Breaking the Mold without Forgetting the Old

Sunday, April 30, 2006

Men's Encounter--Dear Dad

Dear Dad,

I look around and I see you here. You amaze me. You work so much in my heart and every other heart here—all at once. I love you. Jesus thank you because with out you suffering on that cross I couldn’t be here in your presence. I would be in bondage and in cage of suffering. Thank you for your Spirit.
Before, I would say I am unworthy of your gift, but I do not want to be like that anymore. I will say thank you for this amazing gift you have paid for; I will enjoy it with a thankful heart. Thank you for your healing on the cross and every promise you gave. Dad people here are crying. You are working; I see you here. I never want to be away from you. I hate seeing and believing the lies that Satan gives me about who you are and what you think and feel about me. I can’t help but want to cry in joy, with you Dad, as you touch every heart in here. There is none like you; I want to be just like you. You are a warrior conquering Satan. You are removing shackles and guiding us out of prison and there you are waiting with open arms. You don’t even care what we look like or what we’ve been through. Thank you Jesus; we are free. I’m your child and so too are my brothers. Dad when, other than in your presence, do you see men with tears dripping down their nose and comforting one another in strength beyond this world. We are laying hands on one another in a love and compassion that is stronger than any force here on this earth. It is your love for your sons. Thank you.
Dad I see that true strength is being vulnerable to your Spirit. True love is compassion for another’s heart. Being a man is taking responsibility for mistakes and admitting we can do nothing but cry out to our Father. You wait with open arms for us to jump up on you your lap so that you can protect us and free us and make us strong. Thank you for loving me Dad. I want you to know that I love you too.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Victory

It seems to me
That through Christ
We have Victory
It is for all to see
That through Christ
We have Victory
Victory
Victory

In Him
In Him
In Him
In Him

Falling face down
To the one
Who wears the crown
Most beautiful sound
Is when seed falls
On good ground

It seems to me
That through Christ
We have Victory
It is for all to see
That through Christ
We have Victory
Victory
Victory

In Him
In Him
In Him
In Him

Satan is done
Through Christ
We have won!
Let me tell you
That through the Son
We have won!

It seems to me
That through Christ
We have Victory
It is for all to see
That through Christ
We have Victory
Victory
Victory

In Him
In Him
In Him
In Him

Friday, April 14, 2006

Candle

Each of us
Has a candle
A fire inside
That we will not hide

Let your candle glow
Let the Word of God flow
Go to the place of dark
And with a little spark
Let power go

We will raise our candle
And light up the sky
Bringing the Word
To the dark deep
And to the ones on high
In the name of Jesus
We will shine for all to see
For His name we will be
A light to all
So that none will perish
Or fall

Our own candle is not much to behold
It does not provide much heat
When it is cold
But when Jesus is our candle
It becomes more than we can handle
It becomes a fire and a flame
That will light the dark and put to shame
Sin, sickness, and heal the lame
Jesus we do all this in Your Name!

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Dad, I’m here and it is clear
That my fear will draw You near
How far and high
My sadness will fly
How big can my faith be
Even though I can’t see
I will know You love even me
But I still cry, Dad how and why?

He says, “you are a child of mine”
It is fine trust me and shine
You will be great in my kingdom
Sing some bring some Win some
Pain will gain you your new call
Train your eyes to see beyond the wall
See us as your Dad
The most wonderful parents you’ve ever had
See beyond the damned up pond that when removed
You will flow and annointed you will go
You will reap and sow
And you will grow
You asked and you receive
You trust and believe
My will is done
For you my son
The fight hasn’t started
And you’ve already won
Just claim the same victory
That you see in your family history
Jesus died and rose again
And my son, my friend
You too will rise
With new eyes
Of faith and healing
A new feeling
The world will know
And you will show the glory
Of my Son’s life story
Be faithful and strong
For it is not long
Until you are not just restored
But forged brand new
Of gold and precious stones
Bones of granite
You have it.
You are my son
And to you I say well done

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Child of God

I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

Your works don't impress
It is not what you do
But who you are
For before you were born
I knew you
And called you


I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

I will be your comfort
I am your praise
I will be here
For the rest of your days
When I say come
Follow behind
When I say seek
You shall find

I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad