Three Rusty Nails

Just three rusty nails were All HE would need,
to finish a House that would last,
The beams of The CROSS, now empty would plead…
my case, at The BAR,…for my past!

This Carpenter, Strong, spent the bulk of HIS Days,
on the Earth in a shop, crafting wood,
But The BEST that HE made for Eternal Display,
took three nails through HIS Body…for good!

How many a-time with three nails in one Hand,
and a hammer in other to blow?
But the rusty three nails through the Hands, Feet, and PLAN,
forged One House of Salvation to KNOW!

Defeat was full bought by one fruit of the the tree,
through the mouth, transforming the heart,
But VICT’RY was wrought in FRUIT, known as HE,
placed back on lone tree,…as Man’s part!

The “bruising of heal” by three nails, closed to seal…
the breach between GOD, and bought-men,
The “crushing of head” by three holes in The REAL,
forever has SAVED some from sin!

The bite of the fruit from one beautiful tree,
brought us death by such “innocent” words,
But three rusty nails, unsightly to see,
brought life through the death of PURE LORD!

Sin brought rust to the nails that might never have been,
for Decay is the lone human craft!
Wooden “homes,” made of men, become shambles in Sin,
Future HELL with the Devil, who laughed!

But The Carpenter’s last task, sealed Sin/Death in the bier,
and then rested until The Third Day,
Sunny morn! Smiling Face! Greeting friends with, “I’m Here!”
Creation, Quite NEW, on Display,
For Carpenter, once dead, Ever LIVES, and it’s Clear,
The SCULPTOR from Rock, forged New DAY!

Jay O’Toole
(Thank The LORD for giving me this great new poem! What a BLESSING!)

Is It Finished?

“Is it Finished,” as He said,
when Jesus died for me?
Did He die for ev’ry sin,
to Free Eternally?

Why do I sin though hate it firm,
and agonize to flee?
Why do I miss the matchless charm,
of Christ Who died for me?

When will I find the place of rest,
to stand, not fall again?
When will I KNOW I’ll stand each test,
defeat my ev’ry sin?

It’s Finished when I see that Christ,
doth live and die for me!
It’s Finished when I know He prized,
my Life Eternally!

It’s Finished while we wait the time,
of sin’s last crushing blow!
It’s Finished as our Hopes Sublime,
Look Up for cause to go!

It’s Finished though the Justice Scales,
be weighted toward the Wrong!
It’s Finished ’til Ol’ Gabriel sails,
to trump with Savior’s Song!

We’re Finished when we rest unmoved,
by human kith and kin!
We’re Finished for God’s Final Word,
is Jesus, LORD o’er Sin! ūüôā

The God Who IS GOD!

"The LORD is Sovereign and True Blue!"

Is there a boulder God creates,
that even He can’t move?
Of course not, for His Word doth state,
all foolish,…He’ll reprove!

Yet there’s a boulder…Man has made,
that even God can’t budge,
The Rock of our grave sins displayed,
through acts and pride-filled grudge!

For Holy God can’t Justify,
a man who’s still in sin!
His Holiness cannot defy,
This Barrier to men!

Yet Holy God desired to save,…
from Sin He’d Justify,
He left His Throne to birth in cave,
to live Pure, then to die!

This Man of God…’sthe God of Man,
the Man Who’s God agreed…
With Holy God as Living Sand,
He died,…His Blood would plead!

Propitiation keeps God Just,
while Justifying men,
It satisfies this Firey Lust!
It pays for ev’ry Sin!

This Holy God was packed in Man,
that God could fully take,
The Fullness of Man’s Mortal Sin,
that sin-free,…Man could make!

This Jesus, though He’s fully God,
Man’s Sin He WAS Complete,
That when He drank the Cup’s last drop,
‘Twas Jesus,…LIFE Replete!

To KNOW that I have been made right,
is in this Holy Gift,
For Jesus covered DAY o’er night,
My Sin You Lived,
My Wrath You Lived,
My Cup You Poured and Drank,
To Heal th’Eternal Rift!

Living With a “Poker Face”

A “Poker Face” is worn by those,¬†¬†¬†¬†
¬† who daily need to hide…
Emotions from the sight of foes,
  who love so much to chide!

Someone who feels he’s safe,…secure¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Joy without expression...
¬† can laugh quite lib’ral-ly,
He knows he’s found the heart’s deep cure,
¬† in those with whom he’s free!

But when he meets some others who,
  are sure they know him best,
They set about to make him new,
¬† creating one who’s “blessed!”

How sad that God is proved of sin…
  in some that He has made,
He needs the help of fallen Man,
  correcting the display!

Yet, who are we to tell the LORD,
¬† “We think that You have erred!
For here’s a man whose many moods,
¬† Don’t show that he has cared!”

God takes a lot of prating ‘fore…
  He lifts His Hand to teach,
“If you had thought a little more,
  before you tried to preach,
Then silence would have me adored,
¬† and wisdom you’d have reached,
But now your words have merely bored,
¬† for ne’er the proud beseech!”

When we remember there are times,
  that others show the heart,
We’ll honor who they are…sublime,
  and friendships live as ART!

Mission Impossible, 2007!

Higher Than The¬†Sun‚ĶGod!“Being a Christian is not difficult, it’s impossible!” I have heard this expression more than a few times from preachers in a church pulpit or on a radio broadcast.

Being a Christian requires that I offer nothing of myself in order in order to become a Christian. Yet, becoming a Christian requires that I hold nothing back for self-rule. This calls to mind another oft heard expression, “Jesus must be Lord of All or he is not lord at all.”

In the more than four decades that I have walked this Earth as a Christian, the one consistent element present in the life of a true, growing Christian…is the desire to be Christlike. This desire is often accompanied by its companion grief of knowing that in this life we will never fully be Christlike.

Yet, this magnetism/desire/passion/obsession never releases the Christian from the day he or she believes…Forever!

This is due to the fact that when God, the Father, invests the value of His Son’s death, burial and resurrection into the life of any human being, then He personally superintends the rendering of the return on His investment throughout Time and Eternity!

We may think of the LORD as a shrewd investment banker on Wall Street. The LORD does not allow Himself to be forced into anything different than His Own Will.

The religions of the world may want to diversify their spiritual “portfolios” in order to hedge their investments against the “bears” of public opinion and inclusivity, but the LORD invests His entire fortune in the lives of believers who simply accept the portrait and the Person of the Son Whom He fully loves. As with any other Stock Market investor, the LORD expects “The best of times and the worst of times,” but He will never reverse His decision. The LORD stays with the believer throughout the duration.

The first big “return-on-investment” that consistently shows in the lives of believers is the fearless honesty that remains consistently committed to choosing God’s opinion when it conflicts with everyone else in the world.

A Christian will choose to speak honestly, even when it costs his or her life. When the Christian becomes Christlike, he (or she) is loved by the world’s outcasts and hated by the world’s religious machines.

Being a Christian requires courage, integrity, and patience that cannot be exercised by human resources. Being a Christian is a supernatural life created by the Sovereign Will of the Holy God in concert with an uncoerced reception by the heart of a human.