“Make my joy complete by being like-minded”…from Philippians 2:1-11

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The name of Maundy Thursday refers to the shortened form of mandatum (Latin), which means “command.” Christ displayed deep humility and love at the Passover dinner with his disciples. It was on the Thursday of his final week before being crucified and resurrected. It was on this night he spoke the command of a higher kind of love; His message to us. Being like-minded to Christ is a supreme command, it asks that we transform the nature of our hearts to Love itself, in the example set by Jesus-this one defined by the humility of a servant and the obedience of one whose love is purified by the deepest of sacrifice.

“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another” (John 13:34).

an example of the depth of this love is offered scripture..
Philippians 2:1-11 – “Therefore if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of one mind. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others. In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness…

Titus 2:11-14 “For the grace of God has appeared, bringing salvation for all people,12 training us to renounce ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright, and godly lives in the present age,13 waiting for our blessed hope, the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ,14 who gave himself for us to redeem us from all lawlessness and to purify for himself a people for his own possession who are zealous for good works.” 

 

 

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“The Vow” by Linda Willows

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He Called to me-bent, I was humbled in tears…
with aches from the past, my heart burning up years.
The Savior had Loved me and stood by my past.
He held my heart broken, as it emptied like glass.

One thousand years past in the scroll of that heart,
so filled with forever’s, it’s keepsakes and marks.
The deepest of never had pierced childhood frights,
The Lord marked my Life as saved by His Light.

Grace is the bend that weeps gently before,
His Temple anoints with Love’s sacred door.
All reaching, beseeching and poured to the fore.
He Brings wondrous the Birth of His Threshold’s Adore.

One thousand suns and eternity waits
to receive every heart that surrenders its gates.
Every hour, every dawn is a new time to bow
To beseech and appeal, to bend into The Vow.

Oh Lord flood the hearts that seek Mercy’s sweet
Help rebuild the gardens we tend in Your Keep.
To darkness is born a child of the Light.
Today, in our time- bring forward all Brights.

Keep me in faith and humbled to see
my own heart with wisdom that Love comes to me.
Inscribe on my days, the will of His Own;
Let purpose, repentance, and faith led me Home.

All life, joy, and sorrow live on in me now…
cries for mercy, for God, for the birth of Love’s Vow.
One command from the depths is enough to bring Light
Bring birth to this hour, Lord receive me this Night.

Glory is in His name, The Vow, Love His Call.
Listen, He whispers, “I was there throughout All”.

© 2016 Linda Willows Reprint; 2015 Linda Willows

“In Your deep Love I abide, in Mercy and Atone”….a poem by Linda Willows

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What dreams may be shattered are surely no loss,
but parts formed in shadows illumined by gloss.
All thought to be mine, even destined design;
now in ruin and rubble, all a crumbled old shrine.

While this desert, this lone-space, and stories poured out,
A whisper of God bundled truth in my heart.
Even the tender, the most fragile life-drifts,
are wooed by a silk wind’s embracing sweet lift.

Call me by my name Dear Lord, the one that You only Know
I will answer to no other now; all else I will forgo.
The Kingdom does receive my all and know me as His own.
And in Your deep Love, I abide, in Mercy and Atone.

© 2016 Linda Willows
Photograph by Glazunov Nikolay

“Oh, My Father”…..a worship poem by Linda Willows

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Oh Lord, amend my earthen wants
and mute the voice that pride ensconced
I have not the whispers to fathom my own;
I am still seedling that You have sown.

The mound of my portion glows glory near-
never fall darkness in the veil of a tear.
Mortal remains to root out in these hours
All could not fill to serve God and His powers.

Clay earthen waters reach to oceans’ appease.
Oh, My Father; Son Jesu, of the Galilee seas,
this Life in me, Love may Thy Glory proceed
The cup filled with Him, O the Treasure indeed.

©2015 Linda Willows