Daze 32: Yeast

So we made bread using yeast this week. Cinnamon rolls too. It reminded me of Jesus in Mark 7 and what He said about the yeast of the Pharisees and Herod. So today, just some reflective thoughts from my heart on yeast.

Yeast

Yeast rises and fills the dough and

            That soon doubles in size.

Yeast is best when controlled,

            With its dough pounded down.

The pounding makes it rise again.

            It becomes even larger and fuller.

Then, finally baked, it stops rising,

            And receives the applause of

                        Those who see and enjoy the

                                   Work it has done.

JESUS said: Be careful and watch out for

            The yeast of the Pharisees,

            The yeast of Herod,

            The yeast of heart and soul.

The yeast of the Pharisees

            Is the way that wants to look and sound good.

            Is the way of arrogance and pride.

            Is the way the judges and condemns others.

            Is the way of thinking you know it all.

The yeast of Herod

            Is the way of the celebrity culture,

            Is the way of  total selfishness and blindness,

            Is the way of think you’re better than all others.

            Is the way of mind-games and control.

The yeast of the heart

            Can rot your heart from the inside out,

            Can make you immune to the hearts of others,

            Can turn you to building only your own kingdom,

            Can leave you empty and destitute with a heart

                        Full of ashes and dust,

                        Full of unfulfilled dreams and desires,

                        Full of hope for the only thing that will help you.

                                    JESUS.

The yeast of God’s Spirit

            Can be the yeast in my life and days

                That makes my heart rise to Father,

                The kneads me til I’m in His image

                That swirls me round and round,

                That mixes me with other flours and flavors.

God's yeast is the power of my heart.

Daze 31: Hearts

June 14: My heart cries out for this to end, but even more for Him to do His will on earth and to change my heart in the process to only trust in His goodness.

Hearts

Fill my empty heart, O Lord,

          With words of praise to You.

Come and heal my longing heart,

          Til they complete their due,

                    Let my life not be a rue.

I don’t know how to pursue

          Your longing in my heart,

I only know that You are true,

          And I only know a little part,

                    That You began from the start.

You chose me, Lord, with love,

          And formed me from Your heart.

Take mine now and draw me near,

          That we never be apart,

                    And your Spirit never depart.

I love you, Lord, with heart and soul,

          With all I know to do and be.

Take all that I offer now,

          To you on bended knee,

                    My heart in Yours is free.

Let Your glory ring from shore to shore,

          When I draw my final breath.

Let your goodness and your love,

          Be all that’s left from my death,

                    As part of Your eternal Shibboleth.

Daze 33: The Yoke of Covid

So the yoke of COVID-19 is getting harder and heavier in so many ways. It feels like everything is getting shaken. So I choose a different yoke, the yoke of Jesus who said His yoke is easy and His burden is light. So let the tremblings and rumblings come. I'm safe in the yoke with Jesus even though I feel the tremblings and rumblings. They are caught in another yoke, a yoke of slavery to a different king.

Tremblings

Tremblings, rumblings, shaking all apart

Tremblings, rumblings, lead me to your heart.

All around is shaking,

            With nothing I can do.

So I bring my trembling fears,

            And give them all to you.                                                                                                                              

I’m singing in the battle,

            Tears through every part.

You alone are worthy,

            I sing with all my heart.

I am love adopted

By my Father Who is King,

I am His own daughter,

            From my heart with faith sing.