A Son That Serves By Brenda Drake

April 11, 2025brendadrakepoetry Leave a comment

It is easier to picture ourselves as a servant to Christ than it is to imagine that we are actually now sons and daughters of the Creator of the Universe and beyond. Our inheritance is more than our minds can grasp and so much more than we could ever deserve.

A Son That Serves

As you accept the call to service – you align with God’s plan.
You are entering a Blessed and Holy land.
When you humble yourself to do God’s will;
You have placed yourself in service to His mission fulfill.
You agreed to be ruled by the labor of love;
A willing servant of God above.
In turn you are placed at His side;
When life’s battle is over with Him you forever abide.
God’s love is forever, your earthly service is put to rest;
Shared with you is all possessed.
The Angels rejoice at what they see done;
As servant is raised to be with God as one.
All creation strains to share in the rejoicing as they behold man,
In the honorable place the Father has planned.
Each are marked as His and it is seen plain,
That though they come in service, Sons they forever remain.

Isaiah 1:19
If ye be willing and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land:

John 1:12
But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God,even to them that believe on his name:

I John 3:1-3
Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not

I John 3:2
Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is.

Clean the Back so the Front Looks Good By Brenda Drake

January 7, 2024brendadrakepoetry Leave a comment

I remember at times having a terrible argument before going to church but when we arrived you would never guess the stinking garbage hidden inside. We put on a good face but we didn’t fool ourselves or our Lord. We tend to think our mess is concealed but I am pretty sure we only fool ourselves.

Clean the Back so the Front Looks Good

Clean out the back so the front looks good.
This, sounds strange and hard to be understood.
Everyone manicures front yards to impress,
While the back yard is left in a mess.
The backyard holds garbage cans and discarded things,
They are unsightly; in plain view of Christ the King.
In the spiritual realm things seem upside down;
The opposite as on earth is found.
Clean out the unseen backyard, the inner place,
So the front yard – the outside will show forth God’s face.
How is your inside doing is there rubbish within?
Then ask the Holy resident to help clean it out again.
When the inside is clear and clean of debris
The outside reflects Christ’s beauty for the world to see.

Ephesians 4:22-24
That ye put off concerning the former conversation the old man, which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts; And be renewed in the spirit of your mind; And that ye put on the new man, which after God is created in righteousness and true holiness.

The Potter’s Hand By Brenda Drake

July 29, 2021brendadrakepoetry Leave a comment

When we are at rest it makes it so much easier to be formed by our heavenly Father.
Lord, help us to be yielded and still.

The Potters Hand

The potter forms the clay it is shaped by his hand.
He applies the pressure to make what he plans.
Every movement is important, each step he takes
Forms the piece that he makes.
The vessel is only as good as the potter’s touch.
The one that forms it determines so much.
If he is an amateur he can make mistakes.
And the vessel will be flawed, and could easily break.
When his work is not of much worth it will be hidden from view.
Or it is crushed before it is finished to redo.
But there is a Potter that perfectly molds His vessel of earth.
He is carefully forming and never tires of His work.
His hand is lovingly developing the clay to become,
A beautiful vessel that holds the Spirit of the Son.
It is to be filled with the oil of joy and peace.
It will never run dry it is to be filled with increase.
This vessel is lovely, and it is pure and undefiled.
It causes the Father’s heart to smile.
It’s bought and paid for at a great price;
For it cost the Son of God His life
It will be filled to overflowing with His sweet wine.
The work of the Master-Potter is good- it is fine.
Each individual so intricate and unique no one else can take their place.
Every saved soul is a masterpiece of His grace.