The Shepherd’s Psalm

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Psalm 23

The Lord is my Shepherd;

No want shall I know.

He leads me and keeps me

In valleys below.

Beside the still waters,

My soul He will lead.

To luscious green pastures,

He guides me to feed.

When thru death’s dark valley,

No fear shall I know.

His presence will guide me

Wherever I go.

A bountiful banquet

Of plenty I see.

My cup overflows

With rich blessings for me.

God’s goodness and mercy

So boundless and free

He has given to me

For eternity.

My name Rachel means “lamb” so this psalm has always been special to me. You may enjoy reading about how God cared for me His special lamb in “Carried in His Arms”

Too Busy For Christmas

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The innkeeper was too busy
to welcome the newborn king.
His family missed the first Christmas
wrapped up in other things.

King Herod missed the first Christmas
He feared the little child.
And sought to kill the Son of God,
the baby meek and mild.

The chief priests and scribes missed His birth,
although they knew He’d come
Their religion was a stumbling block;
they missed the Holy One.

Too many missed the first Christmas—
the birthday of God’s Son.
Too busy with so many things,
they knew not of that One.

Too busy for the greatest gift?
Oh, may it never be!
Will you miss the joy of Christmas?
Open your heart to see.

Don’t miss this blessed Christmas day
wrapped up in petty things.
Remember the reason He came
And make Him Lord and King.

I wrote this poem December 10, 2000 after hearing a sermon about how others were too busy for Christmas. Only the angels and a few shepherds welcomed the Messiah. I pray that none of us become too busy or wrapped up in the busyness of the season that we forget the real reason we celebrate Christmas. Jesus (Yeshua) is the true reason for the season.

A Mighty Army (For Generations Yet To Come)

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I see a mighty army of warriors yet to be,
A growing generation beginning their journey
Babies in the nursery, the child upon my knee
Will be the future soldiers pursuing victory.

A generation still to come—the children yet unborn—
We train to bear the good news to a people tired and worn.
This army—are we raising and teaching them what’s true?
Have we shown them how to trust and to live a life for you?

All too soon the time will come when we must pass batons.
We need your grace and seek your face; the battle’s just begun.
Lord, raise a mighty army of souls sold out to you,
A generation ready, your perfect will to do.

Are we telling the next generation of God’s wondrous works? Are we training them to be soldiers in His army? Are we teaching them how to pass the baton to the next generation yet to be?

Psalm 145:4 “One generation shall praise your works to another and shall declare your mighty acts.”

Rachel L. Keller
Written Sunday, November 3, 2013