Sunset Beach, North Carolina

So, I read this quote by Oswald Chambers just a little bit ago and my heart so got it, and …well, out poured the song.  Here’s the quote, then the song.

“We must stop using religion as if it were some type of lofty lifestyle –

we must be spiritually real.”

~ Oswald Chambers

Church in Malmo, Sweden


Manger, cross, crown of thorns

washing feet, enduring scorn

Almighty God to earth in human form

How can it be?


Seeing through the grand facades

Amidst the ‘evens’ He was the odd

Humility of the Son of God

How can it be?


Speaking truth, standing strong

No pedestals amidst the throng

Turning “rights” into wrongs

Helping blind men see

Wrightsville Beach, North Carolina

Enduring scorn, bearing shame

Healing blind, sick, and lame

His Passion sparks what had gone  tame

In  me Through Calvary


New Smyrna Beach, Florida
Toluca, North Carolina


For if it’s true that He Is

this Lamb of God, the One Who Lives

the Sacrifice that forever gives

gives life to you and me

How can we who share the Life

Judge with Hatred, walk with pride

Lofty Words with squinting eyes

How can it be?

Asheville, North Carolina


For the One who bore the cross

Gave His life, paid the Highest cost

Counted all that was gained as loss

Dear Christians, shouldn’t we?


If we are His feet, His hands

We are to bend to Love’s demands

to leave the judging to the Son of Man

Whose truth sets Free

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Shelby, NC

This Risen Christ, Son of Man

Messiah come to fulfill the plan

Alpha Omega, the Great I Am

Chose humility

Living, dying, stripped and bare

While on the cross  saying “I’ll see you there”

Calling lost souls ‘sons’ and ‘mine’ and ‘Heir’

Oh Lord how can it be?


Kneeling down with hearts aware

May we learn to cast our cares

And meet our blessed Savior there

and rise to gracious be

Free from haughty pride that steals

Free from lofty, detached ideals

Full of grace that breathes and feels

As one set free…living joyfully


Lofty prayers and lofty eyes

Have no place with the Risen Christ

Who went to the lowest depths to Reach the Heights

The heights of Calvary… and bore the cost

for you and me.














4 responses to Lofty

  1. Tim Shey says:

    By Tim Shey

    Brutal deathdance;
    My eyes weep blood.
    Pharisees smile like vipers,
    They laugh and mock their venom:
    Blind snakes leading
    The deaf and dumb multitude.

    Where are my friends?
    The landscape is dry and desolate.
    They have stretched my shredded body
    On this humiliating tree.

    The hands that healed
    And the feet that brought good news
    They have pierced
    With their fierce hatred.

    The man-made whip
    That opened up my back
    Preaches from a proper pulpit.
    They sit in comfort:
    That vacant-eyed congregation.
    The respected, demon-possessed reverend
    Forks his tongue
    Scratching itchy ears
    While Cain bludgeons
    Abel into silence.

    My flesh in tattered pieces
    Clots red and cold and sticks
    To the rough-hewn timber
    That props up my limp, vertical carcase
    Between heaven and earth.
    My life drips and puddles
    Below my feet,
    As I gaze down dizzily
    On merciless eyes and dagger teeth.

    The chapter-and-versed wolves
    Jeer and taunt me.
    Their sheepwool clothing
    Is stained black with the furious violence
    Of their heart of stone.
    They worship me in lip service,
    But I confess,
    I never knew them
    (Though they are my creation).

    My tongue tastes like ashes:
    It sticks to the roof of my mouth.
    I am so thirsty.
    This famine is too much for me.
    The bulls of Bashan have bled me white.
    Papa, into your hands
    I commend my Spirit.

    February/March 1997
    Iowa State University

    Genesis 49: 10: “The scepter shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet until Shiloh come; and unto him shall the gathering of the people be.”

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