On the streets of gold

The Kingdom of God

Live below your means.

Give to others’ dreams.

Expend yourself each day.

Invest in others all the way.

Serve without seeking thanks.

Thank those who help you by being frank.

Know the joy of being bold.

Become humble without being told.

And you will find yourself always blessed.

Having more than enough and never stressed.

For loving God and then each other.

Brings life to the full and Christ as a brother.

And you will have all that you need.

For the Kingdom of God grows from a very small seed.

But it can live in you today.

For he who is in you is greater than this world’s ways.

The Kingdom of Heaven has come near is what we proclaim.

And we live fully for the glory of his name.

For now we live as strangers in this world,

But one day his colors will be unfurled.

And the kingdom of the world will become the Kingdom of God.

And his Messiah will rule forever and ever as his saints applaud.

And whatever we gave up will be returned a hundred fold,

The trials of this world surely fade on the streets of gold.

Less me, more You

Less of me and more of You

I face the day anew again,

Wondering where it will lead.

My mind has yet to wrap around,

Those things that will impede.

The goals that I have set today,

Accomplishments for good.

My heart and mind are set on them,

If only that I would.

Give up my own shortsightedness,

For a vision more grandeur.

And turn my head and heart to One who sees,

Beyond forevermore.

My thoughts and dreams they govern me,

They sway my every step.

I say that I live for the Lord,

But haven’t made room for him yet.

For the days are always busy,

And some things must be done.

If I can just get things in order,

I will call upon the One.

The One who surely knows what’s best,

For this day’s entreaties.

If I would only let him lead,

More of Him and less of me.

But there is comfort in the driver’s seat,

Control is a powerful drug.

I really govern nothing,

But these delusions they must tug.

At my heart which oft surrenders,

To the sense I’m in control.

It’s so hard to obey and render,

To One who makes sea billows roll.

But such is the mystery of life,

To trust only what we see.

Or know that there is so much more,

With more of Him and less of me.

Life seems one big comedy,

Nothing ever seems in place.

But we live it like a tragedy,

Always running the wrong race.

The world’s goals are so tangible,

They are within our reach.

But seeking another kingdom,

Is precisely what he preached.

It seems so unimaginable,

That we are the bride of Christ.

That this world we know is not our home.

Because for us He paid the price.

But are we living for our husband?

Are we keeping ourselves for him?

Or has the world grasped our precious treasure,

And we seek our every whim.

 Oh, I face the day anew,

Wondering what before me there will be.

Will I take the world by the horns,

With less of Him and more of me.

Or finally surrender,

And claim a victor’s crown.

For when we seek his kingdom first,

He gives me more, and how!

So today will be a new start.

I will start with bended knee.

And live this day for my Lord and King,

With much more of Him and less of me.