A New Poem about Sweet Truth!!!

A Captive of Grace, a Bondservant of Christ

Years I was shackled

Blind and depraved

Thinking it was more of the world

That I craved

The rope of deceit

Held me fast in my sin

 My transgressions kept me

Bound from within

The prison guard, Satan

Had one purpose and goal

To keep me clueless and comfortable

Until the demise of my soul

All the while I imagined

That freedom was mine

Though now I know Truth

I was sin’s slave the whole time

When I realized that I

Was caught in death’s pit

I pretended the fire of Christ

In my heart was now lit

I went through the motions

Dotted i’s, crossed the t’s

Thinking now, by my works

I was happy and free

But self-righteousness enslaves

Just as fiercely as sins

I thought I’d escaped

Yet, ‘twas a new cell I was in

Would you believe it was when

Humbled now to the ground

I had but to look up

And there Jesus I found

He plucked me out of that misery

All tied up in doubt

And He showed me what freedom

Is really about

He gave me peace

And sweet liberty

For once in my life

I actually felt free

But believe it or not

I’m a shackled slave still

Though now I am joyful

No resentment I feel

For I’m a bondservant of Christ

Held fast, deep in His love

Forever I’ll be His blessed prisoner

In Heaven above

©Allix Brunson 11-14-10

  

My i {heart} faces "Pink Week Photo Challenge" entry (for Breast Cancer Awareness Month!) :D

Here's Maggie Grace making one of her "crazy faces" sporting pink for her Grand-mama (my aunt) who began her battle against breast cancer two months ago.

  

Recent Snaps with a Friend's Camera :)

Extra! Extra! It’s a New Poem :D

One and the Same

 

There is but one God who is always the same

From eternity past and so on He has reigned

 

He is the Almighty, the Creator of all

The Former of big, the Fashioner of small

 

The same One who used craft to split the sea from the land

Is the One who with compassion holds all my tears in His hand

 

Those hands that built mountains upon the face of the earth

Knitted together my being before the time of my birth

 

The omniscience that knows how many stars are in space

Has numbered the hairs on my head and put them in place

 

The Keeper of beasts, both roaring and bleating

Is the very same One who keeps my heart beating

 

He who first made it day and then made it night

Knows the exact number of the days of my life

 

He created the wonders of the sky, land, and sea

It was with this same power that God created me!

 

©By: Allix Brunson 9/4/10

Poem about the Holy Spirit

Sunday I watched a wonderful sermon by the Scottish pastor, Sinclair Ferguson called "The Spirit of Holiness." It was, obviously, about the Holy Spirit. I was especially moved by the latter part of the sermon which is what I based this poem on. I encourage you to watch the sermon yourself. (click here) It's pretty great…partly for his VERY beneficial exposition of the Scripture and partly for his VERY neat accent! ;D 

The Holy Homemaker

Deep and dark in crevices buried

Secret sins are hidden

Like cobwebs cleverly tucked away

In nooks that are dust ridden

Evil thoughts that no one sees

And files full of idle words

Things no other eyes behold

Except, of course, the Lord's

It really is grotesque and sad

Yet does He shun this evil place?

Scoff at it, covered with sheets of guilt?

Turn away His Holy face?

True, this would be no surprise

If He were to ignore this awful state

But, in fact, He does no such thing

What He does instead is what makes Him great

He starts at once to clean and shine

With a washcloth, mop, and broom

He leaves no shelf undusted

Throughout this dirty room

He empties every cupboard

He cleans out every drawer

Never giving up, not once

He just works more and more

Until this room called "Sinner's Heart"

No longer reeks with grime

With love and care He's wiped it clean

In His own perfect time

No other man could reach those nooks

Nor shine the windows near as well

None other could turn what it once was

Into a home for His Son to dwell

©By: Allix Brunson 8-24-10

Little Boys, Matthew 5:5, and Ezekiel 1:28 :)

~Maggie and Anna~ My ever sweet subjects! :)

I can't help it...they are just TOO cute....so here you go....more of Miss Maggie Grace and Anna Claire. :)

Maggie's chalk people :D