Category: Luke

At a feast where the humble are sought,
He spoke of the lessons He’d taught,
“Choose seats low,” was His call,
“To be honored by all,”
And kindness in service is wrought.

A fire I have come to ignite,
To bring truth and judgment in sight,
Though peace I may seem,
Dividing the gleam,
By day or by dark, wrong or right.

Don’t fear, little flock, for it’s your Father’s good grace,
He’s chosen you out of His loving embrace.
Be watchful and bright, as the thief in the night,
Stay ready and keep your lamps full of light,
For joy comes when He returns—His glorious face!

A man with wealth he did amass,
Built barns to secure his vast stash,
But riches won’t last,
He lost them all fast—
His soul’s fate was a shadowed crash.

When prayer’s needed, we ask with trust clear,
To our Father who’s always near,
He’ll give us good things,
And His kindness brings,
Blessings flowing, dispelling all fear.

In a village where kindness took flight,
Martha and Mary, both in delight.
One served with great zeal,
The other’s heart to feel,
Choosing love’s gentle path through the night.

A scholar inquired, “What’s the way
To earn eternal life today?”
A neighbor in need,
Showed mercy indeed—
Love’s kindness must guide us each day.

When Jesus sent out His chosen few,
To heal and proclaim what was true,
With palms waved in cheer,
They cast out fear,
And found joy in the work they pursue.

In a land where the storm’s fury swirled,
A man in despair was unfurled.
Chains could not hold,
His story told,
Of grace that can free any world.

On a morn when the stone was rolled wide,
With spices and hope by their side,
They found not a trace,
Of the One in that place,
For He had risen, in glory and pride.