Nevermore

“Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds!”

- Luke 12:24 ESV

Swagged out, lookin’ clean

Sayin’ that life is perfect

You’re the picture of peace

But there’s nothin’ but beefin’

Beneath the surface

Your heart is lacking purpose

And broken from the searching

For a means to put an end

To those feelings of worthlessness

The caged bird don’t sing no more

‘Cause ravens are gettin’ locked up in cages

Never to be seen again – NEVERMORE.

It’s a battle for the ages

Between ten to twenty-seven

Because the Devil’s got ‘em believin’

That G’s can really go to Heaven

So as they rattle and hum

Hypnotized by the chirp of the sirens

Unaware of the wrath to come

And that sin will only beget violence

I pray, Lord, please

Give ‘em eyes to see

And give us the strength that we need

Because the workers are few

But the need for rescue is plenty…

(cf. Matthew 13:24-30, 36-43; Luke 10:2; John 4:35; Mark 4:26-29)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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Righteous Kill

Since before the days of the Coliseum

People have been locked up and beaten

Relentlessly persecuted for the faith

By being mocked, maimed, and eaten

But they went to the rack, singing

Bodies burned for just believing

In the only one True Messiah

Never paying homage to heathens

Or posturing to imposters

Never taking the mark of the Beast

Refused to render to Caesar what belonged to Jesus

And so became a part of the feast

Fed to lions with eyes still fixed on Zion

Followed their master into martyrdom

Even though painful death was certainly common

They took it all with a reckless abandon

Forsaking the world and everything in it

Knowing their sins had been forgiven

They faced the sword with no regard

Knowing in Christ, now their lives had been hidden

So as I hear the sirens coming

And I see the war at home

I’m reminded of the greater war

And exactly who’s side I’m on

Come what may, we’re here to stay

We’ll never be dismayed

The history’s already been written

We will not be made ashamed

Abashed and in awe the Devil stood

And saw what was so incredibly good

That it stoked the embers of envy in his heart

Now, he’d kill us if he could

But over the wood and nails

Our Surety prevails

So even if our blood is to be spilled

“He was bruised for our transgressions

And by His stripes, we are healed.”

What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Who shall bring any charge against God's elect? It is God who justifies. Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died—more than that, who was raised—who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? As it is written,

                “For your sake we are being killed all the day long;

                we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.”

 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

- (Romans 8:31-39 ESV)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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