In A Moment

      In a moment, brief, brief moment

We held and cried and prayed

Pleading for a miracle

Not sure what to say . . . 

You were here for a fleeting moment

We longed to see the person you will be

Yet our hope doesn’t reside in this life

Our hope resides in His Word

The things we take for granted now

So precious if we'd look around

The days that fly through our lives

We should grab one in our hands

Though only here for a brief moment

You experienced love stored for years

We trust that all things have a reason,

Yet struggle with the death of our dream

The full grasp of your life,

Someday we’ll come to know

God's ways are not our ways

One day darkness will be banished from the dawn

Faith and wisdom are worthy goals

Our questions are not a sin

We struggle to see God in the deepest pain

When hope is left for dead

But He is there, He walks with us

His mercies are new each day

He promises to never let us go

He will make it right on that glorious day

(Dedicated to Michelle Nicole Lee)

Music and Lyrics by: Byron Lee

Evil Never Rests

In the book of Numbers we see the people of God (Israel) approaching the Promised Land. They had just finished defeating the Canaanites, and the Amorites, and were approaching the land of Moab. 

Balak, who was the king of Moab, asks the prophet Balaam to curse the approaching people of Israel. This strategy failed. So Balak came up with a new plan. This new plan involved the cooperation of his prophet Balasm, and the key was seducing the men of Israel with the women of Moab, as then feeding them food which had been dedicated to their idols. The people of Israel fell for this scheme and the result was that God punished Israel by sending a deadly plague.

We can see from this story that the plans of evil didn't stop when the first scheme didn't work. They merely shifted their strategy. The second plan was simple, corrupt the daily choices of what God's people ate and seduce the men with the beautiful women of Moab. 

Within days God's people went from being blessed to being enemies of God. From being protected to dying without warning. From victory to despair.

Victim of the Blues

 

Listening to the radio

With his head hung low

He don't know what to do

Putting on her make-up

The girl she's not giving up

She's got a lot to do

The boy he hurts deep inside

Pain he just can't hide

He can't believe they're through