My Offense

My dear offense, how well you guard me, keep me from the Master’s use

My attitude is often raw, see, for I suffer much abuse

Quick to tell me when I’m faulted, faithful as a friend you are

Lest I stray from your control, you never leave the door ajar

You safely keep me, blanket wrapped, in my cocoon and unaware

Of drawing on abundant living, and all that I could richly share

You guard my heart from all the knowledge, that God sends from up above

And all the help I could provide, if I’d let others feel my love

I often wish I could draw nearer, nearer to the God I love

Wishing I could see His likeness, like the angels up above

One day soon I might be able, unlock this fortress door of mine

Step into the light of day, and sit down with the Lord to dine

That old offense has many reasons why I shouldn’t go outside

But I see the Son is shining, that’s the place I should abide

As I lift my hands to praise, I see a fist and not a palm

God, unclench my weary fingers, touch me with Thy healing balm

Offense has held me long enough, my heart is yearning to be free

God’s power frees me from my fortress, offense has been my enemy

Now I see that I’ve been failing, to conform to God’s command

Obedience will bring me near Him, and to trust His mighty hand

Jesus’ warmth is bathing over me, welcomes me to my new world

Fear’s control is but a memory, I see the Master’s plan unfurled

Now I’m free to do His bidding, useful am I in God’s hand

Giving to the body strength, exhorting them to take a stand

Pour into the lives of others, ministry with great appeal

Enabled to fulfill my calling, serve the Lord with lots of zeal

Disciple making’s now a passion, the Spirit’s work is fresh and new

My quiet time is filled with power, what God controls He does imbue

I’ve repurposed that old door, no longer focused on myself 

Put offense into the fortress, put my pride up on the shelf

I rarely ever go to visit, don’t have a need for them at all

Living life up to the max, with Jesus daily life’s a ball

By Justin Ogden & Bev McColluch

Copyright February 26, 2017


Naomi’s Blessing

Ruth 1:9, 16-18; 4:17

Urge me not to leave you now, or keep from following you

For where you go, I will go, and I will lodge there too

Your people have become my own, your land has turned to mine

Your God has captured my own heart, I’ve told Him “I am thine”

I’ll be beside you all your days, until your final day

I’ll save a place beside you there, and that is where I’ll lay

Naomi’s blessing, fitly given, provides a home, as said

And for herself gets tears of joy, as she now holds Obed

By Justin Ogden

Copyright February 18, 2017

Through Death’s Dark Door

Facing down the reaper’s face, he’s come to take his rightful place
For end of life has come again, and this time to my family’s clan

The sadness comes in crashing waves, but I still know that Jesus saves

My friend is gone, I cannot speak, once more to kiss her rosy cheek

She’s moved into the great beyond, her earth-bound flesh no more responds

All appearance points to loss, some think that death has won the toss

It seems so sure, there’s no way out, the final blow has come, no doubt

The reaper reaches for the door, that ushers into evermore

But strange, a peace sweeps over me, like Someone’s there I cannot see

From death’s dark door the light peeks through, it lights my way to come to You 

The path from here gets brighter still, and I now see a holy hill

Lined with friends from days gone by, and there’s my Savior, lifted high

With worship sounding round His throne, up here I’ll never be alone

A higher life in Him I’ve found, unspeakable glories here abound

I urge you, come and meet me here, where glory shines and all is clear

Eternal hope and usefulness, incomprehensible, the bliss

By Justin Ogden

Copyright February 13, 2017