SOLOMON: A WISE MAN'S FOLLY

A WISE MAN'S FOLLY

God appeared to King Solomon,

Within a dream at night.

He said He’d grant him any wish,

Whether riches, power or might.

Solomon’s answer was instant;

It was not of himself that he thought.

He wanted to rule his people well,

So wisdom was all he sought.

Solomon’s wish was granted,

For God was pleased indeed.

He gave him riches and power, too,

And wisdom no one could exceed.

Two women came to him one day,

To speak with him face to face.

They were having a hostile argument,

And asked him to judge their case.

The women had each bore a baby,

Then one night while they were asleep,

The one rolled over on hers,

For she was sleeping so deep.

She later switched the two children,

When she found her baby was dead.

But the real mother knew the child she bore,

Was not the one in her bed.

After hearing each woman’s story,

Solomon knew just what to do.

He asked that a sword be brought to him,

So the child could be cut in two.

Since there was only one baby,

And the real mother wasn’t known,

Each one could be given half,

For each said the child was her own.

The real mother loved her child,

So she showed much anguish and strife.

“Let her have the child,” she cried,

“But please, do not take his life!”

Solomon gave the mother her child,

After hearing nonsense from the other.

The one who said, “Cut the child in two,”

Could not be the infant’s mother.

He wasn’t so smart when choosing his wives,

For they became his undoing.

They were not of God’s people,

And their idols he began wooing.

God withdrew His protection,

And so the nation grew weak.

Though Solomon finished his reign,

The nation’s future looked bleak.

There was irony in his folly,

For compared to the case he had tried,

Though the child was not cut in two,

The nation he would divide.

His wisdom could not be matched;

None greater could anyone find.

But wisdom is almost absent,

When one has an idol mind.

Becky Wall

CHRIST'S CRUCIFIXION: THE GREATEST PAIN OF ALL

THE GREATEST P AIN OF ALL

(Based on Psalm 22:14-18)

A pack of villains lay me on a cross,

 Though the beatings have taken their toll.
They drive a nail through each hand and my feet,

Lift the cross and drop it in a hole.

My blood pours out like water,

While people gloat and point.

The weight of my body pulls me apart,

‘Til my bones are out of joint.

My mouth is chapped and swollen,

I have never felt such thirst.

My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth,
While with other men’s tongues I am cursed.

Wild, hungry dogs surround me,

Drawn by my blood’s appeal.

They wait for my body to drop,

So they can have their next meal.

I can count all of my bones,

For they are on display.

But no matter how much I suffer,

This is the price I must pay.

My clothes are divided among them;

They try to humiliate me.

They cast lots for my outer garment.

I’m exposed for the world to see.

My heart is weak and aching,

Under the weight of man’s sin,

For the greatest pain of all,

Is in knowing the hearts of such men.

Becky Wall

FOR HIS BRIDE

He loved and treated his bride with devotion,

It was she he chose to adore.

He gave her many precious gifts;

How could she want for more?

He served her bread and wine;

She took them without a thought.

He paid the greatest price for them;

It was for her they were bought.

But she was wooed by others;

To their charms she was often seduced.

Her groom chose to forgive her;

Though to shame he was reduced.

He knew that his bride was unfaithful,

Yet, for her he was crucified.

No greater love has any man;

For his bride, the church, Christ died.

Becky Wall

ROCK AND ROLL WITH JESUS

ROCK AND ROLL WITH JESUS

The words of the music you listen to,

In your life will become a part;

The words will follow a natural course:

From your ears to your mind and heart.

If a Christian song is on your lips,

With its message your each day starts,

The Spirit will move with the music,

But not to the beat--He moves hearts.

When Satan is the ghostwriter,

And the lyrics mock the Good News,

Your life will start to mimic the words,

And your soul will be singing the blues.

If Godly music sounds foolish;

Other songs you would rather croon,

When heaven’s chorus sings on Judgment Day,

You’ll for sure sing a different tune.

So rock and roll with Jesus;

Don’t let Satan steal the whole show.

If your foot is set on His solid rock,

Then your name is on heaven’s roll.

Becky Wall

SONRISE

 SONRISE

(Based on Matt. 27:45-28:6 & I Cor. 15:54)

Jesus had been crucified,

Darkness filled the earth,

Three days thence it trembled,

The earth was giving birth.

An angel rolled the stone away,

   Sonlight filled the skies,

Prophecies were now fulfilled,

Finally came Sonrise.

Death no longer masters us,

The victory has been won.

Mourning turned to morning,

With the rising of the Son.

Becky Wall

CHRIST'S CRUCIFIXION: THE POUNDING OF THE NAILS

THE POUNDING OF THE NAILS

Sunday morning rolled around,

And I was half asleep,

Unconcerned what day it was,

‘Til something made me weep.

The crucifixion story,

Came to life that day;

I witnessed in my mind’s eye,

The price Christ had to pay.

They laid Him down upon a cross,

His clothes already stripped,

A crown of thorns upon His head,

And stripes where He was whipped.

Then I heard an awful sound,

Along with Mary’s wails;

The sound that changed my life,

Was the pounding of the nails.

Church means so much more to me,

For when I miss I find,

The pounding of the nails,

Echoes through my mind.

Becky Wall

NEBUDCHANEZZAR: THE KING WHO GRAZED ON GRASS

(Daniel 4)

THE KING WHO GRAZED ON GRASS

  

While Daniel was captive in Babylon

Nebudchanezzar was the king.

He oppressed the poor and exalted himself,

But God saw him worth teaching.

One day the king had a vivid dream,

While he was rich and content.

The dream he had made him fearful;

He didn’t know what it meant.

So he called together his “wise” men,

That consisted of magicians and enchanters.

The crowd of “wise” men also included,

Astrologers and diviners.

But none could interpret the dream,

Then Daniel entered his presence.

The king remembered Daniel’s God,

And no mystery could master His brilliance.

Daniel was to tell details of the dream,

But its meaning left him spent.

Although Daniel was afraid to respond,

The king asked what the dream meant.

Daniel at first was puzzled,

And his thoughts terrified him.

He knew his reply might trouble the king,

So he was feeling grim.

The king told Daniel to have no fear,

If the meaning he would disclose.

Daniel said it would be better,

If the dream was meant for his foes.

Daniel told how the tree in the dream,

Was so large that the whole world could see.

Then Daniel explained that part:

“You, Oh King, are that tree.”

So far, so good, but the dream turned sour;

One would come from heaven and say,

“Cut down the tree and destroy it,

But the stump and the roots should stay.”

“Seven years you will live like animals,

You’ll be drenched in heaven’s dew.

You will graze on grass like cattle,

And no one will be there for you.”

But nothing happened overnight;

A year later on the roof stood the "tree."

He saw himself as king of the world,

Reveling in his own majesty.

The words were still on his lips,

When a voice came down from heaven.

“Your royal authority has been taken,

And from people you will be driven.”

And so the dream was fulfilled;

The king was like a wild beast.

He was drenched in heaven’s dew,

While on the grass he would feast.

His hair was like eagle’s feathers,

And his nails like the claws of a bird.

Seven years passed and he looked to heaven,

And his sanity returned at God’s word.

He became greater than ever before;

His honor and splendor returned.

But he now gave God the glory,

And told how his lesson he’d learned.

He acknowledged that the prideful,

God is able to humble.

He took pleasure in telling his story;

He didn’t want others to stumble.

“Pride comes before the fall,” scripture says,

And the king represents all men.

Though he once was a legend in his own mind,

Once humbled, God restored him again.

Becky L. Wall

KING BELSHAZZAR: THE WRITING WAS ON THE WALL

THE WRITING WAS ON THE WALL

(Daniel 5)

King Belshazzar gave a banquet,

For a thousand nobles and his harem.

They toasted their gods with goblets of gold,

From God’s holy temple in Jerusalem.

They praised the gods of gold and silver,

As they all drank their mighty fine wine.

While praising gods of bronze, wood and iron,

God’s vessels they would malign.

There in the royal palace,

On a wall near the lampstand,

They couldn’t believe their eyes;

There appeared the fingers of a hand.

The king watched the hand as it wrote;

His face turned deathly pale.

He was so afraid his knees knocked together,

And his legs began to fail.

Enchanters, astrologers and diviners;

The king called his “wise” men to him.

The one who could translate the writing,

Would be third ruler over them.

But none of the “wise” men could read it,

So the king turned the color of cream.

The queen reminded him of Daniel,

And how he had solved his dad’s dream.

Daniel told King Belshazzar,

How God had made the ruler's dad king,

But his dad showed attitude, not gratitude;

God knew he needed humbling.

His dad lost his mind and grazed on grass;

Pride was his biggest sin.

When seven years later he looked to heaven,

God restored the king's dad again.

Belshazzar knew the story,

Yet the Lord God he ignored.

In fact he opposed Him when he praised other gods,

And his actions God deplored.

After Daniel told of God’s mindset,

For writing on the wall,

He began to interpret the writing,

Which foretold Belshazzar’s fall.

It said “Mene mene tekel parsin,”

“Mene” means with God you’ll contend,

Your days are numbered and so is your reign;

They will soon be brought to an end.

“Tekel” means you’ve been weighed on the scales,

And there you’ve been found wanting.

In other words, he had displeased God,

For the weight of his sins was daunting.

“Parsin” or “Peres” both mean the same:

The kingdom will be divided.

It will go to the Medes and Persians.

By God you should have been guided.

Daniel was then clothed in purple,

On his neck was placed a gold chain.

He was made the third highest ruler,

And that night the king was slain.

Becky L. Wall

DANIEL: THE MAN THE LIONS COULDN'T TAME

THE MAN THE LIONS COULDN'T TAME

(Daniel 6)

Daniel of Judah was captured,

When God’s remnant refused to obey.

Taken to Babylon, now Iran,

For 70 years they would stay.

Daniel was taught to serve the king;

He was strengthened in every way.

But when brought the king’s food and wine,

He refused to eat that day.

The food and wine he was offered,

God had deemed “unclean.”

So Daniel was defiant —

Not unusual for one just sixteen.

Daniel discussed with his captors;

What he would put in his gullet.

When the veggie-only diet worked,

One could say he dodged a bullet.

At the end of the set 10 days,

Daniel was smarter and stronger.

So he was admired by many,

And he feared his food no longer.

Daniel was liked by the king;

He was handsome, smart and strong.

He could also interpret visions and dreams;

In fact, he could “do no wrong.”

So the king declared him prime minister;

His appointment caused much strife.

Jealous men devised a plan,

Intended to end his life.

Administrators and lesser rulers—

The king was duped by them.

They convinced him to make a decree:

Bow and pray only to him.

Daniel’s foes had him in mind,

They knew his worship routine.

He prayed to God three times a day,

In a place where he could be seen.

Daniel was on his knees praying;

His faith was being tested.

Through his window he was observed,

And the onlookers had him arrested.

His arrest troubled the king,

For Daniel was the best of all men.

Tho’ tricked, the king was obliged,

To throw him in the lion’s den.

Daniel knew he’d be thrown to the lions,

If he disobeyed the king,

But the lions couldn’t tame him;

He bowed to no one or no thing.

The lions were extremely ravenous;

They hadn’t been given food.

But God shut their hungry mouths,

And put them in a good mood.

So when the time was up,

And the king had searched his own soul,

He ran to the den and to his surprise,

Daniel was alive and whole.

Daniel was restored again,

To his previous place of honor.

And the men who sought to have him killed,

Were each considered “a goner.”

Daniel was in a bad circumstance,

But God gave him great success.

Tho’ far from home and a slave to the king,

The king he would impress.

So no matter what your circumstance,

Therein be content.

Despite where you are or who you’re with,

Be faithful and obedient.

Becky L. Wall

LAZARUS: DEAD TO THE WORLD

LAZARUS -- DEAD TO THE WORLD

Mary and Martha were sisters;

Their brother, Lazarus, was ill.

So they sent word to Jesus;

They knew He could heal with His will.

Jesus was in another town.

He purposely delayed.

He wanted God to be glorified,

So for two more days He stayed.

He bid his disciples to go to Judea.”

Among His orders, this one was stranger.

They balked at that idea,

For Jesus would be in much danger.

The disciples argued with Him,

“Lazarus is just sick in bed.”

So Jesus told them plainly,

“Lazarus is dead.”

Thomas spoke of Jesus to the others,

“Let’s go die with Him”

Thomas is called a doubter,

But he put himself out on a limb.

By the time they arrived in Judea,

Lazarus was four days in decay.

Many mourners had gathered around,

The tomb where Lazarus lay.

Martha ran out to meet Jesus;

Mary stayed home and cried.

Martha said, “If you had been here,

My brother would not have died.”

Martha’s faith had not wavered,

Though she wondered about His next task.

She said, “I know even now,

God will give you whatever you ask.”

Jesus said, “He will rise again.”

But Martha misunderstood.

She thought Jesus meant the Last Day,

So, of course, she knew he would.

Martha went and got Mary,

Who fell at His feet and said,

“If only you had been here,

My brother would not be dead.”

Jesus was deeply moved;

In fact, Jesus wept.

He ordered the stone be rolled away,

From the tomb where the body was kept.

When the stone was rolled away,

Christ prayed and gave a shout.

God’s glory was shone with His words:

“LAZARUS, COME OUT!”

A living man walked from the tomb

Wrapped in linens and a shroud.

God indeed was glorified,

For the miracle had drawn a crowd.

The Pharisees were angry.

“People trust in Him,” they said.

They feared the loss of prestige and power,

So they wanted Jesus dead.

Christ could not move freely about;

His death was surely fated.

The disciples and He went to a town,

Where for the Passover they waited.

Never give up hope,

Though you think you lost your soul.

Your heart may be in decay,

But Christ can make you whole.

Becky Wall