Joe Breunig, 28 february 2016
Is it possible, to be walking worthily,
before our God, in a world that’s dying?
While we have some defined understanding
of the constraints that are placed on us,
are we making the effort or even trying?
Are we operating with humbled mindsets
of lowliness, meekness and long-suffering?
Have we grasped the full purpose and plans,
for our vocation within His eternal Kingdom?
Do our actions show that we’re endeavoring
to move beyond personal crusades and desires
to impress anyone, whose lives intersect ours?
Is there a unity of The Spirit, whereby we
can have serenity with everyone around us?
Are we being productive or just wasting hours?
Does our Christian lifestyle reflect the idea
of us having one Lord, one Faith and one Baptism?
Are those, within the Church or outside of it,
being edified by the way we conduct ourselves?
Or are we acting out… in spiritual vigilantism?
Author notes
Inspired by:
Eph 4:1-16
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Joe Breunig, 21 february 2016
The tangible presence of Jehovah,
is an overwhelming ease in my soul;
the wearisome cares of this World
slough off, reaffirming His control
over all of creation, time and space.
His sense of freedom from hardships,
constraints, embarrassments, pain,
and efforts dissipate as relationship
with Him, overpowers Life’s moments
in quick glimpses of divine intimacy.
The peace of Heaven calms my spirit,
whenever I give myself to Him and see
my identity, that’s found in Christ.
Author notes
Inspired by:
Psa 124:8; John 1:12; Eph 1:5
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Joe Breunig, 21 february 2016
You were beaten and bruised,
for the sinful likes of me;
three nails pierced Your flesh,
as You were hung… at Calvary.
An unthinkable act of Love
was cruelly executed for me;
for You took the punishment,
that had been… meant for me!
With forgiveness on Your breath,
You requested a pardon for those,
who carried out judgment on You,
as a death sentence was imposed.
A spear was thrust in Your side,
as Your demise was underscored;
when it was mundanely removed,
both blood and water had poured.
[chorus]
On The Cross of Calvary,
Love was brokenhearted;
Salvation was paid in full;
Grace’s flow was started.
[bridge]
We don’t fully understand,
God’s goodness towards us;
Sin’s debt was wiped out,
by the sacrifice of Jesus.
We adore Him, since Christ
had truly loved us first;
He bore the painful brunt
of payment for Sin’s curse.
Author notes
Inspired by:
1 Pet 2:24; Gal 3:10-14; 1 John 4:19
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Joe Breunig, 30 january 2016
Does anyone need slurs,
from slandering neighbors?
Should it bother anyone,
that people seek after God?
Would it be better, to have
vile people influencing those,
with whom you have interaction
on a regular or daily basis?
What benefit can there be,
when individuals choose to
callously break their oaths?
Are they friend-worthy?
Ideas of no absolute truth
are destructive forces, meant
to ruin our relationship
with the one, true God.
Can anyone really be
hurt by unyielding Truth,
when it uncovers the lies
that people are living?
Author notes
Inspired by:
Psa 15
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Joe Breunig, 30 january 2016
Lord, You’ve lovingly taught me
to call unto You, having promised
to reveal great, wondrous secrets.
Hidden within Thy Word are mysteries
that have yet to be fully revealed;
as I seek, don’t let me misinterpret
the Biblical Truths You’ve presented.
What principles of Yours must I employ,
for finding these unsearchable things?
How do I know my underlying motivations
will be in alignment with Your Word,
if I’m unaware of what they may bring?
This appears to require greater levels
of Faith, without viable explanations.
Therefore, I’m compelled to trust more
and be pushed out of my comfort zone;
can I find unsearchable things, O Lord,
by using Faith to knock on Heaven’s door?
Author Notes
Inspired by:
Jer 33:3
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Joe Breunig, 15 january 2016
It just can’t be a coincidence,
that my origin is that of soil;
for it provides both fertility
and the strength for human toil.
Buried deep within my spirit is
Your garden, implanted with seeds;
once I’ve been tilled by You, Lord
I’ll meet one of Your Kingdom needs.
My life’s labor won’t go unrewarded,
for it’s scented with the perfume
of an authentic, Christian Faith.
Your words in me are a poetic bloom
that brings encouragement to others.
Will my humble life be as You planned?
O Lord, will Your expectations be met
with me still becoming… a glorious man?
Author notes
Inspired by:
Gen 2:7; 2 Cor 9:10; 2 Thes 1:3;
Col 2:6-7; Jer 17:7-8 and
One day when we come to a deeper understanding of The Word
of God, we shall find the term “Man” more palatable than even
the term “Children of God.” For we shall realize that God’s
preordained plan and election is to obtain a glorious man.
-Jacobs Adewale
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Joe Breunig, 18 december 2015
Your unfailing Love and new mercies,
greet me in subtle waves of unsung joy.
My weary and hurting soul now embraces
yet another opportunity to be with You;
in dawn’s early light, I begin to see
the fulfilled promises of another day.
Completely open my heart, eyes, soul
and spirit with Your ethereal Presence.
Show me the ordained path that’s lit
with the Light of Your Heavenly sway.
When I’m with You, I’ll never stumble.
My life has been entrusted with You;
there’s no turning back, since I’ve
decided to move forward with You alone,
having been saved and divinely humbled.
Author notes
Inspired by:
Psa 17, 143:8
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Joe Breunig, 10 december 2015
O my Lord, help me move beyond
this downward expression of:
confused, constant complaining;
where’s the reflection of Love?
Is my simple Christianity like:
Stale bread with a harden crust?
Is my sad, suffering condition
a spiritually dry, wheat rust?
Lord, let me be broken for You,
so Your bright Light in me shines;
in service, let me be poured out
like sweet, sacramental wine.
The dryness of my worn Faith
has become worthless rubble.
No one wants “bread of affliction”
as a prompt for past troubles.
The bitterness of sour grapes
is never a healthy sign;
help get me off this crash diet-
of this broken bread and whine.
Lord, let me be broken for You,
so Your bright Light in me shines;
in service, let me be poured out
like sweet, sacramental wine.
Will people stop offering
me their cheeses for my whine?
Please break the endless cycle of
this spiritual decline.
Stop people from offering
me their cheeses for my whine.
Please break the endless cycle now,
before I run out of time.
Author notes
Inspired by:
Matt 5:16, 26:26-27; Rom 14:7
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Joe Breunig, 10 december 2015
Within this circle of
the human condition,
selfish babies will cry
and most people will die…
hoping to see God’s Love.
Within this circle of
this Life’s circumstances,
it seems no one can trust
as souls are going bust,
hoping to see God’s Love.
Within this circle of
clueless Church families,
the Unsaved remain queued
up for Hell and still brood,
hoping to see God’s Love.
Being focused on ourselves,
we’ll never reach paradise;
we require each other,
as strong sisters and brothers,
with a true Faith that’s precise.
Author notes
Inspired by:
Eccl 9:1-12; Gen 4:9
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Joe Breunig, 25 november 2015
I want to journey to a place,
that’s unknown and unfamiliar;
He’ll stop the sense of déjà vu
and nothing can be familiar.
I’d love to get that sensation,
to live without pointing fingers;
when surrounded by holy peace,
I can know His Presence lingers.
Within this blessed serenity,
I’ll find His joy without worries;
Life slows to a Godly pace where
I’m being, not in a hurry…
to escape His magnificence!
Imagine streets without violence,
whereby music fills the air and
sirens are replaced by silence.
There will be no more funerals,
but continued celebrations
of Life and God’s enduring Truth;
we’ll praise- Christ for His Salvation,
The Holy Ghost for His comfort
and the Love of The Great I Am.
Finally, we’ll witness first hand,
grown lions lying down with lambs.
Happiness will be realized
under Heaven’s bright atmosphere;
all pain and suffering is gone,
since our eternal God is here!
No weather forecasts are needed
when perfection is everywhere;
joyful songs of praise fill our ears,
as we rest in His lasting care!
Author notes
Inspired by:
1 Cor 2:9; John 14:27; Phil 4:6-7;
Isa 11:1-6
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