Overwhelmed

Your blood has covered over all our sins.
Your work is finished and so it all begins.
Your power has overcome the world and all its schemes
You overwhelm the  darkness with the love that redeems.

Your blood has caused us to overcome the world
By your blood we see your banner unfurled
By the power of the blood your reign over your realm
And by the power of the blood we are overwhelmed.

Overwhelmed by glory we can never comprehend
Overwhelmed by wisdom that the gates of time transcends
Overwhelmed by strength that  divides the beginning from the end
Overwhelmed by majesty so on our knees we bend.

Your blood has conquered every foe and raised the dead
Your blood  paid the cost as for our sins you bled
And by the blood of the Lamb of God  we are truly saved
We overcome as we receive the forgiveness that He gave.

Anthony Foster
April 22, 2006

Musings

I have been able to access most of my books based on my banker's box system that corresponded to  "shelving unit number dot shelf number " over the past six months. Hopefully when the shelves go into the new garage, they will unpack with some degree of logical order. The garage has heat and A/C, so it may prove to be a workable solution in our downsizing endeavor.
 
I am not sure why God chose to create rutabagas. I cannot digest them.


Hello Friends, thanks for your continued  prayers! Whassup?
 
Oh, nothing much. Last weekend I moved a 24 foot truck full of books and miscellaneous into storage in Shepherdsville. We closed on the new house last Monday, Earnie took possession on Thursday. I got a call Thursday evening that there was a problem with the movers. Movers DID actually show up 1 PM Friday. They did a lousy job of packing and the house wouldn't fit on the truck. I moved here with one and a half trucks, bought one piece of furniture, and it took 2  trucks and a 6 by 12 trailer to move out. Must be magic!
 
It took me half the day Saturday to load the trailer solution since I could not back it into the driveway- no clearance. By 2:30 I was on the road and I hit Louisville at the same time Derby festival was going on. I had a great view of the Thunder over Louisville air show as I came down I-65. I made it and we were unloaded by 9 PM Saturday. Sunday went as follows: 1. Bought 4 appliances at Sears, 2. mowed the grass , 3. set up Earnie's office, and 4. set up the bedroom. Then Earnie drove me back to Indy since the car I was going to tow was replaced by the trailer. Next week back to Sabbath keeping.
 
In all this, The Lord is sustaining us. Physically, I AM tired, but sleeping VERY well.

Word of Mouth

Let the words of our mouths be pleasing
By  word of mouth make it clear
May our lips be purified with coals
Our words formed for the hearing ear
Lord let many see and let many hear

The meditation of our heart ever grows
So to glorify the one we seek
Turn our faces away from shadows
Guard and guide our lips as they speak
Let our mouths show the power of the weak.

Well chosen words  imbued with grace
Compelling the weary to hear
By word of mouth shall the lost be saved
From speaking mouth to listening ear
Till the sword from your mouth shall appear.

The Word of the Lord goes forth
It will not return empty or void
Like the Word that formed the earth
There is light in the words we've employed
When it's spoken the dark is destroyed

Confess with the mouth and believe with the heart
The word that is spoken shall never fade
The Lord is alive and salvation starts
It shall echo and sound in each prayer we’ve prayed.
Be declared in each mouth you have made.

Anthony Foster
April 25, 2006

The Precious Palm of His Hand

My name is engraved on the palm of His hand
And who shall remove it from there?
No one in heaven nor on this earth can
Erase the imprint that He bears.

For what is written is bound for all time
The Lamb's book of life forever stands
And all who are found in it's pages divine
Are the names written on the precious palm of His hand.

Mine was the death
Mine the last breath
He released when He paid all the cost.
Mine was the shame
And mine was the blame
He took to the death on the cross
It should have been me,
Instead I am free
Because He has suffered such loss. 

My name is engraved on the palm of His hand
For I am the wounds he has borne
For all of my sin he wore like a brand
They scarred the fair flesh that was torn.

Mine was the death
Mine the last breath
He released when He paid all the cost.
Mine was the shame
And mine was the blame
He took to the death on the cross
It should have been me,
Instead I am free
Because He has suffered such loss.
 
Anthony Foster
April 25, 2006

Stranded (Lord of Grace)

Stranded on a journey in an unfamiliar place
Looking for a sympathetic or familiar face
Where does my help come from
This side of Kingdom Come?
I will cast myself upon- the loving Lord of Grace.
Though I may seem stranded I am not alone
I have a sure connection to the places I have known
I call upon the Lord and He will help me
I call upon the Lord, He gives me safety
I will trust in Him for my destiny- for I am not alone.
Though I am far from home
No matter where I roam
Stranded in this lonely place
I will trust the Lord of Grace
Though the circumstance is bad
There is help to be had
Stranded in this lonely place
I will trust the Lord of Grace
Some trust in the movements of this world and its schemes
Some trust in the power of their political machines
While I am in this place
I will learn to trust in grace
And trusting I will see His face-and know what life can mean.
Though I am far from home
No matter where I roam
Stranded in this lonely place
I will trust the Lord of Grace
Though the circumstance is bad
There is help to be had
Stranded in this lonely place
I will trust the Lord of Grace

Anthony Foster
April 28, 2006

Written after having my car towed to the dealer in the waiting room-reality check time. So much of grace belongs to the category of protection and denial of circumstance.

I broke down in a comfy parking lot (not rush hour I -65) and had roadside assistance tow me three miles to the dealer and take me to a nice hotel. The dealer shuttled me to the dealership this morning. Apparently someone had a remote start taken out at some point and the wire broke. With everything else it is still under 500.00 to fix, add sparkplugs, fix a coolant fan and change filters.
It was disappointing not to get to go home last evening after a week away from home, but I am blessed. After purchasing and moving into our home last weekend, I have not yet spent the first night there. I had to immediately go to work dealing with the concerns of the job in Indy. Earnie will not be there now when I get there, as she left on a short trip with my Mom this morning. There is a spiritual lesson to be learned in this I think.

The Beautiful Beloved

The worst the world can give me is entry to above
To enter the eternal embrace of everlasting Love
Our moment of fulfillment of our mission into time
When we return unto the One who sent us out to find

The place were suffering leads to joy, where pain becomes a key
To enter into blessedness, open our eyes to see
We shall soon be like Him for we shall see Him as He is
The beautiful beloved- He is ours and we are His

Our God He is a lover and He loves to be loved
He asks us if we love Him and He calls us His beloved.
He who takes us then will bless us, He who breaks us then will give
His beautiful beloved as the bread that truly lives.

He is the Beloved of the Father,
And those who to Him belong
All share in that love as well,
We sing this everlasting love song

This place were suffering leads to joy, where pain becomes a key
To enter into blessedness, open our eyes to see
We shall soon be like Him for we shall see Him as He is
The beautiful beloved- He is ours and we are His

Anthony Foster
April 29, 2006

 

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