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Jesus, you are the first and the last and all that is in-between. You are all that is beautiful, righteous, holy, and clean.
Jesus, you are the Messiah, and you passed through death’s stone wall. To worship you while still on earth is what matters most of all.
You hold the key to salvation, Jesus, and only you hold that power. It was you from the very beginning, and it will be you in the final hour.
Jesus sees me as I can be, yet loves me the way I am. Thank God for the Holy Spirit in me and that He won’t let me die in rebellion.
I want to be on fire for you and worship you all of the time. I want to praise and glorify you with countless songs and rhymes.
When I’m alone in the night, I think of God’s promise of eternal life. I wonder what that will be like, and someday I’ll know in a flash of light.
No mortal ever had it worse than Job, yet Job never lost his faith in the Lord. If I think of Job when things are going bad, it pierces through my soul like a two-edged sword.
Fill up your cup with God’s precious love, until it spills over like a river from above. Be gracious and kind, honest and true, and treat everyone like you would want them to treat you.
This is what God’s love is all about, and it is a wonderful way to live. It makes you want to sing and shout, and He blesses us whenever we give.
He has the heart of a lion, the giver of life from above. He has the blessed of the blessed, standing with Him in His love.
He breathes the breath of life, warm and sweet from heaven. All on the face of the earth will know of His arrival in Zion.
Lord, I am calling you on my heart phone, calling you right at home. Person to person, straight through to the throne, and with this direct connection, I am never alone.
The sparrow is a bird that neither spins nor toils yet receives the bounty of the seeds and the soil. The sparrow spreads her wings and soars into the sky, and in her flight, she glorifies the king on high.
And when all doubt is severed by that terrible sweet sword, then likened to the sparrow is a sweet child of the Lord.
Hell is being raised on planet Earth, and Heaven is descending from God’s throne. Are you reaching up or sliding down? Choose between the two eternal homes.
Just because some preachers have given God a bad name, it doesn’t mean at all that God is in any way to blame.
We are easy prey for the devil when we don’t take the time to arm with the weapons of the Holy Spirit to protect us from spiritual harm.
Don’t fall prey to the devil, who endeavors to capture your soul. Know that greater is He who is in you than he who is in the world.
Are you kingdom-driven? Or are you culture-bound? Are you in-between, not completely lost and not completely found? Are you kingdom-driven, not even of this earth? Are you a new creation, born of the second birth?
There is a heart on fire outside the sanctuary, just like a blazing sun that shines upon a frozen town. That heart on fire can belong to anybody, anyone who allows the Holy Spirit to abound.
If you haven’t by now, let God and let go. If you have a witness, then let someone know. If you love the one who walked on the sea, spread His love outside of the sanctuary.
Jesus lives outside as well as inside of the sanctuary.
Before Abraham was, I am, Jesus said, the beginning and the end. The word, the lamb, the lion, the savior, and your best friend. The truth, the light, and the way, He said, and I will return someday. “I have gone to prepare a place for you, and I am coming back again.”
He holds my salvation in the palm of His hand, as well as every other person from every other land. All who ever lived are at the mercy of the King of Kings, who will soon return to Jerusalem.
Jesus paid the full price and covered the entire cost. He shed His Holy Blood in His passion for the lost.
God, please grant me a little of your passion for the lost. May my heart be formed in tender fashion to know your precious passion for the lost.
So many hearts imprisoned by confusion are spinning this way, that way, and all around. Each heart is searching for the answer that, for three days, was buried in the ground.
As prophecy foretold, on the third day, the Son of God arose. Death could in no way hold Him, and finality, death could not impose.
Blessed be the Lord in His passion for the lost; without it, not one would be saved. There would be no hope in a world without your love, yet mercifully, amazing grace you gave.
I praise you openly, Jesus, and that is my one true goal, my precious best friend Jesus, the very Savior of my soul.
Yes, I praise you to all of the earth, dear Jesus, and into the heavens above. To the farthest of faraway stars, I will praise you, praise for your merciful love.
Every praise and glory be to you, Lord, with every breath that I take. I give my heart to you forevermore, and may all that love your name do just the same.
Thank you, my dear precious Jesus, and thank you, my awesome King, for being the Lord of my life and the one who inspires me to write and to sing.
Jesus, you are my very best friend, and you gave your life for me. Help me to give my life for you just as you did for me.
Blessings to all in the name of Jesus.
Your friend in Him,
Rick Segoine