Does Satan Have A Hold On You?

Rise up,

Weary Christian,

It's time your turn to take a stand,

Right now Satan has you in his hand.

You look right,

And Left,

And there is not way out,

Try looking up to God,

Then kneeling to the ground.

Each time you give in,

It makes it easier for Satan to use you.

Look at the Christian you have become.

You are no different from those who surround you.

You say God, but follow Satan

You say you believe in Jesus,

When the only belief you have,

Is in yourself.

People are perishing

And going to hell,

But all you can do,

Is think about your desires

Think about yourself.

How can you become so blind,

So quick?

How can you fall so deep,

So far away from your Maker?

Every day away is another chance you miss,

On telling others, being a witness.

You become tempted,

And fulfill your desires.

You worship and praise things,

Make idols of worthless things.

You are so blind,

You can't even see

The hand of God right beside you.

Every day is another tear from the eyes of God.

You practically give yourself to Satan,

And in return you get to fulfill all the sinful desire of your heart.

You no longer walk in light,

But in darkness.

You are drowning in a pool of sin,

So deep you don't know,

Which way is up or down,

In or out.

Satan does this so you won't leave,

But that you will stay,

And eat out of his hand,

Instead of at the table of God.

He makes sinful desires your bible,

And your god,

So you no longer follow the one true God.

Then it stops,

And you’re at a point...

It is life or death,

To proclaim Jesus,

As the son of God,

Or reject him.

It is not said by your words,

But by your actions in public,

And in private.

Satan has his demons around you,

Pulling you down.

You find yourself…

Pushing,

Crying,

Weeping,

Calling upon God,

But you still hold onto the sinful desires,

And until you let them go,

You can never be helped,

Never be made strong,

Or a person worthy to be called a Christian.

You Hypocrite.

You think you are better than anyone,

Anyone before or after you.

Do the laws of God have no affect on you?

Are you higher than God?

Do you think you can leave God,

While you leave and exalt yourself and your desires?

Think...

God has been testing you.

Have you stood up to the test?

Have you won the race?

Fought the good fight in the spiritual sense?

Does God look at you and smile,

Or weep?

Were the nails in Jesus hand not enough for you?

Was his blood not enough for you?

Was the whipping,

Taunting,

And Flogging of his bruised,

And beaten body not enough for you?

Does Satan have a hold on you?

~ Daniel Brockhan

Think

I was lost,
Then he found me’
He forgave me of my sins,
And came into my soul,
His spirit dwelt within me,
I did not know what it was,
Until it tugged at my heart one day.

It told me what to do,
And yet I turned away,
It told me how to live,
But I lived my own way,
It told me who I’d be,
Still I denied it was true.

Then one day,
For no reason,
A spark flew,
And a fire began to burn,
A candle was not needed,
Cause this fire wasn’t going to stop,
The fire grew bigger,
The fire was the joy’
And of understanding.

I began to listen to the spirit,
That dwelt within me,
I began to understand so much,
That I was to blind to see before,
The Lord then spoke to me,
Like the blowing of the wind,
I do not know how,
But I knew He was there,
I knew it was His voice,
And I knew what I had to do.

I had to give more to him,
I had to do his will and not mine,
I had to give up my wants and needs for his.

Now I fell that the spirit of the Lord,
Is in me,
Helping me to lead,

Worship,
In preaching,
And in prayer.

Now the Lord,
Is using me,
My cup is overflowing, 
With the love and joy,
That He shows me.

I’ll never be the person I was,
But be the person I am know,
The one God wants me to be,
One who works by God’s will,
And not his own! 

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Why?

He hears a voice,
A voice he’s never heard,
It called him by his heart,
But the voice was not from Earth.
It rumbled like the thunder,
And was as strong as the wind,
What he wouldn’t do to hear that voice,
Once again.

Then why did he listen,
To the voice,
The one that came from Hell,
The one of lust and lies,
And the truth it never tells.

Why did he choose hate,
When there is love,
Why did he choose death,
Rather than life itself.

Then he sees Jesus,
Hanging on the cross,
Him crying and suffering,
For the sins of the world.

The Father turns his head,
The angels look away,
Because Jesus took and became,
Sin on that day.
The once pure Lamb,
Now slaughtered by his people,
The last sacrifice,
The one that set us free,
If we’d only believe!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Words

Words that can heal,
A wound,
Cut deep in the shoulder.

Words that can touch,
A person,
Who knows they’ve done wrong.

Words that can be,
More powerful,
Than the raging sea.

Words that can burn, the heart,
Of a persons soul.

Words that can hurt,
More than,
Being tortured.

Words that can kill,
A man,
Who’s done no wrong.

Words that can be deceiving,
And misleading,
To a man,
Whose ran away.

Words that can be used,
In good or bad,
Wrong or right,
But the Word of God,
Heals and protects,
And has the answer, to any question.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Lost & Found

Lost the feeling,
That no one cares,
But we have a God who cares,
And showed it when His Son,
Jesus Christ,
Shed his blood on the cross,
For our sins.

We have no need to feel lost,
When we have Jesus,
We have no need to feel lost,
Jesus sticks closer than a friend,
And even a brother.

When you’ve found a love,
That is so pure,
It comes from God,
And will last forever,
Then we look for more with others,
When we should look for more joy,
And love from God.

When we feel,
We are lost we are found,
We don’t know,
But the only one left,
Is Jesus Christ,
Our one true friend.

We all need others,
To laugh,
To play,
And to share love,
And joy.

We need a family,
We need our physical,
And our spiritual,
And with both of these God,
Changes our hearts,
Even our life.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Time

We think we have Time,
But one-day time will be no more,
There will be no more pain,
There will be a time when,
No cries are heard,
But only shouts of joy.

We think we have Time,
To tell our friends, about the One,
Who paid it all.

We think time is,
Something we can control,
Something we can grasp,
But it’s not,
God controls it all.

So next time,
You say,
I’ll have more time, be careful,
Because you could be out of,
TIME!

Luke 12:40
You also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him.” _NIV

1st Thessalonians 5:1-2
Now, brothers, about times and dates we do not need to write to you, for you know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night. _NIV

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Let's Go

Wake up, and lift your head,
Go down on you knees, and bow, to the one,
Who gave you life.

Go out, lift up you head,
To the day and to the night,
And praise, his holy name.

And…

Shout, to the Lord.
Shout into the streets,
And proclaim, the name,
Of the risen King.

Let's go, out,
Into the streets.

Let's go, out,
Into the land

Let's go,
And share the Gospel,
To every woman and man


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Fire & Ice

Fire and Ice are really important things.
One burns with a flame,
While the other is frozen and cold.

I come to you and say, "It's time for us to come out of the cold."
Its time to get out of our sleep that has frozen is on the same spot for so long.
Its time that we join together all Christians in any and every denomination that believes,
That Jesus rose from the grave and that he'll come back one day!

It's time that we really think about those nails that pierced his skin,
And those thorns scratching his head,
And the blood that he shed for all of us! 

Then once we really understand,
We need to go out and preach the word,
With a Godly heart. 
Then we began to see a spark.

As more and more people get saved we see lots of sparks,
Then…

We will listen one day as the fire starts and burns brighter than any campfire,
Or a fire in a fireplace.
But the fire of the Holy Spirit in everyone's soul will light a fire so big,
That no one will stop it, no matter how hard they try!

Even Satan would hear the people praising God, 
And even in the darkest part of hell,
He'll try to get away from it, but won't be able to.

And all the people that are around the fire,
Will get sucked in and start to burn with a passion for God,
And for lost souls too.

So what is it, are we FIRE or ice?!?


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Jesus Christ

The birth of a Savior,
From the womb of a virgin.

The teacher in the temple,
Who taught the Boy about God.

The Carpenter,
Who let God build his life.

The Son of God,
Sharing the Words of God,
Without doubt.

The victor,
Who won victory over Satan,
When He used the sword of the spirit,
When temptation came His way.

The lamb,
Who was betrayed,
And flogged by His own.

The King,
Who was put on the cross,
With nails in His hands,
And a crown of thorns on His head.

The Lord,
Jesus Christ,
Who rose from the dead,
And will one day come,
To take us home.

The man,
The son of God,
Jesus Christ,
Who saved us all,
If we will only believe.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

The Fire

We all go on with our lives,
If its school or work,
We seem to put God,
On the side of our life’s,
And try to go on by ourselves.

We seem,
To remember a time.
A time when the church as a body,
Was on fire for the lord,
And didn’t care what they did or when,
Cause it was for the Lord,
But know,
Look at us,
We only meet at church,
But our church is no longer a body,
But a building.

We don’t go and reach out,
Like we should.
We sit down in our church,
Waiting for people to come,
While people are dying,
And we are loosing more to Satan everyday.
Where’s the fire for God,
The one we had,
Not so long ago,
The one that we hunger for?

Except.
We need to find the Fire,
That never ends,
The one that goes on and on,
And never stops.

The fire that is so big,
That no one could put it out,
Not Satan,
Or his Demons.

And with this fire in our hearts,
We could do miraculous miracles,
Like Paul, peter, or even Jesus did.

With the power of God,
Working through us,
Because we are willing,
To do His will,
And love Him like we should,
And have the joy of the Lord,
And also the peace.

That day will come,
Either on this earth,
Or in Heaven,
But wouldn’t it be wonderful,
To have a little bit of heaven on Earth,
To know what it’s going to be like in Heaven.

Truly, that will be the day that the Lord hath made! 

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Give

What have I given too You?
I give my life,
The I try to take it back.

Lord I want to give You my life,
Take it and form it,
As You would have it be.
Make me one with Your Spirit,
Let me do Your Will and not mine.
Help me to be strong when I am week,
Help me be bold when I am right,
Help me be understanding when I am wrong.

Lord help me read Your Word,
Help me to talk to You like a friend,
Help me to worship You with all my Heart and Soul,
And not to turn away from You.

Lord I give it all,
At least I can give You mine,
So that I may be humble and serve you.

Lord,
Listen to the silent prayer.

When I turn away,
Tell me where to go,
And give me the strength to do your will,
And not mine.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

The War

Stay with the Spirit,
For the Angels,
Of heaven and hell,
Are fighting over souls,
All the time.

Stay with the Spirit,
For the angels,
Of Heaven will rejoice,
Over your soul.

The war,
Is a war,
For you,
Where you will go,
When this life is done.

Who will you be with?
The Angels in heaven,
Rejoicing for the Lord our God?
Or the Angels in Hell,
Tearing you apart over and over?


-By: Daniel Brockhan

If It Could Be

If it could be,
Id be like Jesus.
If it could be,
I’d be like Him.
If it could be,
I’d be like Jesus,
Free from sin.

We only have one Master,
Jesus Christ the King,
We follow his example,
Be like Him, not fall into temptation,
Not to have a grudge,
If we would be like Jesus,
Who freed us from the hand of sin.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Messages From God

Messages from God,
Unlike no other kind.
A message that uses words by others,
Through actions,
Or what they say.

The messages,
That are given,
Cannot be thrown away,
For the messages of God will always stay.

People can try to deny,
Or take away the Word of God,
But the message stays in our hearts,
With the words to tell them to others.

Our cry,
Answered by His message,
Is his answer.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Love and Hate

Love and Hate,
So easy to define,
Yet each,
So hard to leave behind.

To love another,
And stop,
When we should love,
Jesus instead.

To hate another,
With bitterness and hatred,
Can make a soul dead.

We should turn to Jesus,
Let Him come in our lives,
Live in Peace and harmony.
Then the name of  this Poem,
Could be called “Love,
All the time!”

-By: Daniel Brockhan

He

He’s the truth,
The light,
The way,
He’s my sunshine on a cloudy day,
He’s Jesus Christ the King,
Ruler over everything.

Take a look around you,
The world begins to turn,
God is watching over you,
And the lessons you have learned,
No matter what you do,
He’ll be there for you.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Shine Down Your Glory

Shine down your glory,
Let us praise your name.

Shine down your glory,
So we might feel you.

Shine, so we can see your face.

Shine, so we can hear your voice!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Above

If we would only look above,
To see Christ the King.
Who cares about all other things?
Murder and sickness would all go away,
If we would only have faith,
If we would only look above,
We,
The people would truly have love,
A life clean and pure,
A life for our Savior,
The Lord of heaven and Earth

-By: Daniel Brockhan

He Who Paid For All

It has been three days,
Then you hear,
The One who has died,
Is alive,
And will one day,
Come back to Earth,
And He says all who believe,
Will be in heaven,
But those who refuse,
Will be sent to hell,
And be with the Devil,
Forever and ever.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Worship

Worship is praising the Lord who made you,
It’s only real if the words,
That come from your mouth,
Also the words that come,
From your heart.

Worship can be done by praising,
The Lord with your mouth,
Or by praying,
To him in your heart.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Be Right Or Be Left

Be Right,
Right with God,
And go to Heaven.
Be left,
Left without God,
And go to Hell.

Win,
Loose,
Life or Death,
God makes the difference,
God is the difference


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Cry: The Second Cry

When it rains and pours,
Those are like tears of God,
For the sin we commit

As the rain falls,
To the ground,
I think of Your love,
How when Your Son died,
You turned Your head from Sin,
And I see a tear come from Your eye.
I see You crying for You child,
Who is full of sin,
And once was pure from all evil.

As night turns into day,
The sun comes up,
And I look at your glorious creation,

Birds of the air,
Whales of the sea,
Oh,
Little do they compare to thee.

Animals of the Earth,
Waterfalls of joy,
Your beauty does not compare.

The sunsets,
The sun when it rises,
Its height has no comparison,
To Your beauty.

I think how we as people,
Go against You Will.
And every time I see a tear come from Your eye,
I see You crying for You children,
Who are full of sin,
And once were pure from all evil.

On the day when the trumpet is blown,
An I am in heaven with You,
You and I see Your children in go to Hell
I almost could see a tear come from Your eye,
I see You crying for Your children,
Who are full of sin,
And once were pure from all evil.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Cry: The First Cry

As He prayed,
To do God’s Will,
A tear of blood,
Came from His brow.

A voice heard,
A tear falls,
As Jesus Christ takes it all,
As He takes on all of our sins.
He cried for the foolish things we do.
His Father cried for He could not look,
At His Son who was once a pure Lamb,
As pure as gold,
But now as black and dark as coal,
Because He is full of every sin,
And every shame!

As Mary and her friends gather around Jesus,
A tear falls from every eye,
The pain of loosing a Man who meant more than life,
A pain of loosing a Man to die for your own sins.

You look over,
And now see,
Eleven disciples,
They all cry,
Remembering what has happened,
And how great Jesus Christ was,
Then you hear the ground,
And it starts to move,
The ground splits,
And then a temple curtain rips,
From top to bottom,
You then look,
And see the Man on the cross,
Who has died for you.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

The Second: Why Do I?

I get up and turn the alarm clock off,
There's silence and darkness before I turn on the light.
I click on the TV and see the news.
There's been another murder or someone's missing,
They seem to pretty it up,
But there's no mistaking that there's a problem.
Why do we sin,
Why do I choose to turn away from the God,
Who sent his son to die.
Why do I turn away from the only love,
And light that's really left in the world.
I don't choose God first like I should!

I go to my school and see faces. I see faces that look happy, 
But are hiding something. I see faces that are angry, 
But are hiding real pain and tears.
I see people who don’t know God and wonder.
Why they wonder they seem to have no need to seek Him out.
They consider God and Jesus, but don't really care.
Why do I, why do we not open up?
And tell people the truth.

I sometimes lay in my bed and sit,
Why silence and light fills my room,
Thinking how could a God with so much, 
Love something so insignificant as me.
I think in amazement how he sent his son to die for me.
I started singing praises or praying because of the love,
That's in my heart. I began to really feel God speaking to me,
Telling me things I must do.

And that's when the true test comes.
We might be able not to be tempted to sin,
But if God tells us to do something and we don't,
Then we have let Satan win and he has us in the palm of his hand.
But…
If we follow what He says,
That grip of Satan has on us, is broken,
And God's arms wrap around us,
And protect us from Satan's wrath and evil plans.

Who has a hold on you?


-By: Daniel Brockhan

The First: Why Do I?

Why do I stray?
Why do I go away,
Where does my love for You go,
In times of grief,
Even in times of happiness?
How can you love someone,
Who goes away?
How do I stray,
Your love is so wonderful?
How can I not stay wrapped,
In Your wonderful arms of love?

Why are You so graceful,
And caring to someone like me?
I thank You for being who You are,
A graceful,
A caring,
And a loving God.
I thank you for sending Your Son,
That I may have salvation and be saved,
So I may be in Your Kingdom,
One of these days ahead of me.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

As Hypocrites

We tell people not to,
Do drugs or drink, but then,
They'll see us at the bar.

We tell kids to turn their heads in a bad part of the movie,
While we focus ours to the TV
We lie we lust but do not admit it!
We just go on our merry way.

We say we shouldn't judge,
But we do it anyway.
We don't understand all the pain people go through,
Or why they look a certain way.
While we should invite them in,
We throw them out!

So then we are as hypocrites,
Doing our own thing while we say another.
We are as hypocrites,
Saying judge not, but then judging one another.
We are as hypocrites when we fake God's spirit.

We are but hypocrites, 
Cause the people, 
Who need Jesus,
Are not all at church or at Bible study.
There at schools, they're the people, 
Who wear the weird hair,
Or weird clothes to the people who look like you.
There the people at work, who give you a cup of coffee or,
That you go out to lunch with.

They're the people on the street, who live there,
Or just walking.
They're the people in prison, who robbed,
Stole, or killed someone, but they still need Jesus.
 
They are the people at the hospital,
At nursery homes or retirement homes who are hurting and sick,
And need God.
Some are so close to dying without God, 
We don't even think about.

We need to, as hypocrites, 
Turn around,
Get our life strait,

And then go out and tell people, 
That Jesus Christ is Lord.
We will not argue or kill,
Or have wars over it. 
To believe and have faith is not to be forced on someone,
But with the love of Jesus.

It's to be told in every fruit of the spirit.

As hypocrites,
We need to turn things around,
Because the time draws near,
And we must live holy lives and tell of Jesus Christ our Lord!

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Clash

As I look into myself,
I see what I do not want,
I see the darkness and pain,
My soul seems empty.

This emptiness is replaced by darkness,
The dark is pushed back,
By what I’m supposed to be.
My soul yearns,
And thirst for more of You,
And yet it cannot be until,
I accept the dark and reject it,
Only then can I be all You want,
And give all of me to You.

My words seem empty,
My thoughts clash in my head,
What to think,
What to look at,
How to look at things?
Situations in which wrong and right,
Seem blurred,
By thoughts the world has given to me,
By the morals now so low,
And so excepting to almost anything.

The clashes of good and evil inside me,
The thoughts of what could have been without You,
Or if I would be without You,
What things may have changed?
What things would I have done different?
Would the priorities be different or the same?
What keeps me the way I am?
Is it You or my own self?
Would I really be different without You?
And if I am not then what is wrong inside of me?
What inside of me will not let go?
What clasps onto the world?
Satan,
And my own greed?
Am I afraid of what I might become?
What others might think?
Or what others might do to me,

If they truly knew who I was?
What I am?

Am I living to be called after Your Son?
What things in life do I so cling to,
Not to realize You are more important?

What in my life means more than You?
Why does it mean more?

What is this pain?
This constant thought,
It nags me in prayer,
In church,
In the long hours of the night,
When it’s only You and me?

Do things consume me,
Or do You?
What are the important things,
And how do these compare to You?

I stay up late asking why,
Then never give it a second thought.
Things I do and why.
Only I know why.
But does it make sense?
Is it worth it?
What does it get me in life?
What does it help?
Who does it help?

Others seem so focused,
So close to You,
I want to be there,
But will I do what it takes?
Will I give myself to You?
Why don’t I?
Is it fear?
Is it confusion,
Embarrassment?

Where has joy gone?
Clash
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Is that what I’m missing?

My soul seems scared by things I’ve done,
Because I won’t let them go.

Will I give them to You,
Or keep them forever?
The answers are inside of me,
And inside of You.
I need to change,
So I can become in tune with Your Will.

I seem asleep in You,
Frozen in Time,
Help me wake from this state, 
With the burning passion to do,
Your Will,
Till I’m totally on fire for You,
Devoted to Your Will!

-By: Daniel Brockhan

How Can I?

As my mind wonders,
How can I be so selfish,
How can I be so rude,
To never,
Spend time with you?

You gave me life,
Not just on Earth,
But in Heaven,
With you forever.

How can I feel so weak?
When in my weakness,
You are strong,
How could I ever love another,
As much as you love me?

How can I never tell,
Another about your love,
But wait,
How many have I told,
How many have I met, 
That still don’t know you.

How many times do I fail you?
And yet I am still here,
On this place,
We call Earth.

My mind wonders,
Once again,
About the birds of the air,
The whales of the sea,
And the animals of the Earth.

I’m like a single rose,
Dry,
Without water,
Then you come to me,
Like rain,
And lift my spirit up,
Giving me more life,
Every time we meet.

Lord,
Give me strength,
To tell of you to others,
Lord give me strength,
So when I hear you calling,
I will listen,
And follow your ways.

How can I ask,
For more than I need,
When you’ve given me,
Everything?

You’ve given me life,
You’ve given me hope,
You’ve given me love,
When I can’t carry on!

I pray that in my time of weakness,
I will depend on you,
To give me strength,
To go and share the Gospel,
To others,
And never Deny you.

Give me the power,
To go the right direction,
So more people might,
Know you.

“To God Be The Glory!” 


-By: Daniel Brockhan

No Reason to Reject

You hear the lord,
He’s calling you by name,
His arms are open,
He is ready to take you,
Just the way you are,
He has already taken your sins,
Only He can make you whole again.

All,
That he ask,
Is that you would believe,
That he died for you,
So that you,
May have life,
Eternal life.
Abundantly.

There’s no reason to reject,
No reason you can find,
Not to except the love,
Of the one who gave his life.

When you have troubles,
And problems,
He is there to hear,
When you have joy,
And much happiness,
He will rejoice with you.

You have no reason to reject,
There’s no reason you can find,
To reject a man,
A man who gave his life,
A love that reaches all,
A grace that is shown through life,
A hand that comforts,
In the trials of life,

A Love that is so great,
That God,
Would send his Son,
To take on all our sins.

A reason to reject,
Is the reason you will die,
For not to receive the love,
You will surely die,
And be in torment,
For the rest of your life.

Then the demons and,
The devil himself will,
Taunt and curse you by name,
And hate will be the only thing. 

You will try,
To blame,
Your friends, 
Who did not tell?
But then you’ll, 
Have to look,
Right back at yourself.

Then you’ll hear a voice,
A voice like thunder,
When it rains,
It will be God calling you,
By name,
You will see a lake,
That glows with fire,
You will feel the heat,
And death from head to toe,
You’ll start to walk,
Past the lamb who died,
As a tear comes down his eye,
Then you will be thrown,
Into the lake of fire,
To eternally die.

That is all there is,
You will be no more,
Your sin,
And rejection has killed you forevermore.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

There’s A Hunger

There’s a hunger inside you,
It won’t go away,
A hunger for the Lord everyday,
There’s a hunger inside you everyday,
For the truth,
The light,
Jesus today.

Your hunger is strong,
So keep up your faith,
For the Lord,
Our Jesus,
Is here everyday,
The hunger keeps on burning,
The hunger is strong,                                                                                     
The hunger can be fed,
Only by his word.

The hunger for things can’t go away,
But our hunger for God,
Is all the same,
We all will stumble,
We all will fall,
But he will forgive,
It says in his word.

Go back to God,
For he is the way,
Go and follow him,
Everyday,
We all have troubles,
We all have pain,
And the Lord,
Jesus,
Can heal us today.

We all fail,
We all turn away,
But don’t let Satan lead you astray,
Follow the Shepherd,
Jesus Christ the King,
We all are people,
And we will all sin,

But the Lord Jesus Christ,
You know he forgives.

We are all Christians,
We need to fall on our knees,
Before our Lord,
To pray foe forgiveness,
Repent of our sins,
And thank the Lord,
For what he has done,
And what he will do.

So follow God’s will,
And follow God’s way,
Follow his word everyday,
Unify your church,
Your family,
And your friends,
For the time is coming,                                                                                    
It will be soon,
The World will end,
And so will you,
So keep up your courage,
Go and be bold,
Go and share the Gospel,                                                                      
Whenever you are told.

Keep up your hunger,
Until the last day,
When Jesus the Lord,
Comes back someday,
To take us all with him,                                                                                     
To Heaven above,
To rejoice in his name,                                                                                 
And in his love,
Forever and ever,
A-man!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

In Return

A God of love,
A God of grace,
A child of You we all are,
If we return to the cross.

In return,
We give You nothing,
How hallow headed we are,
You show Your grace,
We take your gift,
And say it is all ours.

You tell us to go,
But we stay just the same,
Even believers don’t have enough faith,
To go and share God’s name.

The joy Your servants,
Had so long ago,
Is no longer there,
When You save a life,
Hardly no one cares.

You give us eternal life,
And we use it for our own.
We think,
We are In.
That’s all that matters,
But there is more.
You give us your word,
And we read it as if it were fiction.

The Bible is a letter,
Past down thousands of years,
From God to us.

You give us Your love,
And showed it,
WhenYour Son,
Jesus Christ died on the cross,
For my sins.

You give us Your grace,

By loving us,
Even when we mess up.

You give us Your friendship,
Everyday,
We can tell you anything,
We can share joy,
And share pain,
And You will wrap,
Your arms around us,
And tell us how much You love us,
As the tears come down,
So will Yours,
Because You care so much.

In return we give You nothing,
But in The Return,
Of Your Son,
You give us everything,
Even beyond,
Our wildest imagination.

When the time comes for God,
And Jesus Christ to take me home,
And I go into Heaven.
I hope I have given the Lord,
Some things in return for my love,
My  praise,
People in Christ,
And most of all,
To give my life,
Just as Jesus did.

After all,
We are supposed to follow,
Christ Example!

-By: Daniel Brockhan

The Sweet By & By

One day I awoke,
To the sound of a trumpet,
And looked toward my window,
The light was blinding,
It illuminated the room.

I ran outside,
And tried to see,
Where the light came from,
Then I saw Jesus on a cloud,
Surrounded by angels,
He said, “Come”.

His voice,
Was like the raging sea,
I closed my eyes,
For it was so bright,
My eyes had begun to hurt.

When I opened my eyes,
I saw a line of people,
That reached beyond comprehension.

I finally was at the front,
And I saw an Angel,
In his hand was the book of life,
The Angel asked my name,
As I told the Angel,
The book was opened,
He started flipping through the pages,
As the Angels fingers slid up and down the pages,
Looking for my name,
I had a peace, 
For I knew my name was there,
The Angel looked at me,
Strait in the eyes,
And proclaimed, “Go, For the Son knows you as his own”,
While pointing towards two gates of pure gold.

As I walked in,
I felt something wonderful,
It was the presence of God,
The presence of ultimate purity,
And ultimate holiness,

The I noticed that this place was full of light,
But where did it come from,
I looked,
But no source was found,
Light came and went everywhere,
There was no darkness,
There were no shadows.

I looked and saw a choir of Angels singing,
And also thousands and thousands of people,
Worshiping God,
I saw 24 elders,
Laying down their crowns of life,
That they had earned on Earth,
And give it to God,
And everyone sang
Holy, Holy, Holy!

Later something happened,
We all started to move,
We were going back to Earth,
But sin was no more there,
So finally we could once again,
Dwell with God there.

I begin to remember,
All those who did not except him, 
I remembered all those 
Who had been thrown into the eternal,
Pit of hell.

I began to sop,
And weep,
I also noticed others,
Were soon doing the same thing,

Then I felt a hand on my shoulder,
As I turned I saw his face,
The face of God,

He looked at me,
And said,
“All your worries and all your cares,
All your pain and tears,
Just let them go,
There is nothing more you can do.”

He then drew his arms up,
And gave me a hug,
And a kiss on my cheek,
But at that instance all the pain,
And all the sorrow were gone,
The tears disappeared,
And I found ultimate peace.

I watched God, 
As he went from person to person,
I watched each of their sorrows turn into joy,
I watch the Father comforting his children,
I saw springs of water begin to flow,
And trees of precious fruit grow.

I then began to sing,
I just wanted God to know,
How much He meant,
I wanted to tell Him how thankful,
That I was.

Once I started singing,
I could not stop,
I wanted to keep worshiping Him,
Then I heard others singing,
And then Angels began to sing,
But no one moved,
Everyone worshiped God,
Separately and differently,
But all in unison.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

You're Wrong, God's Right

We lock him up,
We put him away,
But he’ll come back,
And tug at your heart, 
Everyday,
He’s in your heart,
He knows your pain,
So why do we drive him away?
We push him out,
We drive him out,
We know he won’t go away.
He will keep tugging until were saved,
He knows your pain,
He knows your shame,
But God will always care,
All God wants is your love,
So will you share?

You know your wrong,
You know God’s right,
So don’t just walk away.

We lie,
We lust,
We all are sinners,                                                                                          
So turn to God’s way. 
Jesus Christ,
The Lamb,
Our God,
Who was slain?
He took our sins, 
He shed his blood,
On the cross for us,
Salvation came at Calvary,
When Jesus Christ was slain.
Christ is the light on a dark day,
Follow him and you will go,
The right way.
You can feel it,
God’s tugging at your heart,
Repent of your sins,
Let him in,
And your life will change!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

How Many Times?

How many times has our church turned away,
From God and His will so that they could have,
Many people come to church.
Why do we have ONE High attendance Sunday!
When every Sunday should be High attendance Sunday.
Why do we put so much faith ,
And leadership on the preacher.
He is not here to lead us all,
And tell us what to do,
But help us,
Cause we should all be searching, 
And seeking God's will and not our own,
Or someone else's will.

Why do we care about little pitiful things,
That have nothing to do with You.
We cry, whine, get depressed over little things,
That we cannot help or didn't do well enough.

Why don't we remember,
That You are here with us,
And that You will always watch over all of us,
And if something bad or hard comes up,
That it's part of your will,
Just as something good is also in your will.

What are we doing here still?
You must have a plan or something,
That You  want each and everyone to look for, 
Find, live, or tell about! 

Why we turn away from what we know,
God want's  us to do.
Why do we push  his will,
And his holy spirit away from our own greedy,
Picky, and selfish need.
How are we going to have more people,
Come into our church if we don't leave room for God.

We get caught up in business,
Meetings, committees, and religion,
That sometimes we don't know what we are really using.

Why are using  all of those things,
When God's Holy Spirit wants to come,
But cannot because we use them and do,
Not focus on God and his will,
Like He tells us that we are supposed too.

Why do we preach the Bible,
If we as Christians don't follow its teachings about,

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Lord, I Doubt It

A man was working in his office,
And was invited to church,
His friend said,
Come you will learn about the Lord.

Lord,
I doubt it,
Said the man, and went home.

The man kept thinking,
Lord,
I doubt it,
How could there be such,
A pure,
A One with no sin.

Even after this,
God gave the man another chance,
The man finally went to church,
And was saved saying,
Doubt the Lord,
Oh how I was foolish.

Later God called the man to go,
Into the ministry,
The man again said,
Lord,
I doubt it,
I doubt that I can go, and share the Word.
Look at me,
Lord,
I doubt it.

The Lord gave the man every chance to answer,
His calling,
But the answer from the man was the same.
Lord,
I doubt it.

The Lord saw the man was miserable,
Because of his lack of faith,
And the man did not do God’s Will.
So the lord took the man home,

And at the man’s deathbed,
His brother said,
A Lord,
I doubt it.

And the man,
Who was in heaven saw this,
And cried saying,
There is a Lord,
Who died for your sins!
Please,
Don’t doubt it!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Lord, You are Not

A man said,
You Lord are not?
The Lord said to the man,
I Am,
But the man turned his face,
And said again,
Lord You are not.

The Lord again came to the man,
Speaking through his friend,
But the man said again,
Lord You are not!

Several months later,
The man was in a car wreck,
And was supposed to die but came back.
The man began shouting,
Saying,
Lord You are!
Lord You are!

But the man’s friend,
Who had been there said,
Lord You are Not.
How do you know believe,
When you have almost been killed.

The man in the hospital bed started crying,
His friend began to ask him,
What are you crying for?

The man said,
Can’t you see I am alive,
By the grace of God,
Oh my dear friend,
I have lead you the wrong way,
Don’t you see how stubborn I am,
To lead you away from the Lord.
Dear friend now believe,
Because just like Jesus has saved me once,
He has also saved me again!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Lord of My Life

Lord,
Or are you?
Are you?
Lord of my life?
Or is it money and music,
Gambling and games?

Why do I put you,
On a shelf,
When I should put you,
On the pedestal of my heart?

Take all these things,
That come in the way of you.
Help me to do your will,
So that you are the one,
And only,
Lord of my life!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Nails, Crown, And Heart

It’s odd that the 1st of 3 is 3,
But the amount of pain,
Of suffering and agony,
Cannot be explained.

Can’t you see and hear the first nail,
Go into your Saviors hand,
And you start to see the drops of blood,
And fall down to the ground.

Can’t you see the second come,
Tearing his flesh,
As it goes through His hand.

Can’t you hear the people taunt Him,
By name,
They mock and laugh,
And place bets on his clothes.

Can’t you hear the last nail,
As it goes into his feet.

Can’t you see Christ upon the tree,
Crying out to God in agony,
And in sorrow.
As he takes on all your sins.

You hear it still,
You can’t get the sound of the nails,
Out of your head,
As you hear the banging of the nails,
Into the Saviors hand.

You hear the cries of the Lamb,
As his body is broken so that,
We may have life.
And,
Now you see a despicable thing,
A man climbing up the ladder,
With a crown of thorns,
To put on the head of the King.

You can hear the man mock The Christ,
The King.
He then places the crown on Jesus’ head,
But it won’t stay,
So he pushes it into the head of the Lamb,
The thorns pierce His head.

Blood falls from His brow,
His hands,
And his feet,
To the ground,
Where Mary and the Disciples weep.

Then out of all of the cries of agony,
The man next to Jesus says,
“Jesus,
Remember me when You come,
Into Your kingdom.”
And
While bleeding,
And out of breath,
Jesus answers,
“I tell you the truth,
Today you will be with me,
In paradise.”

Jesus then,
With all his power He had left,
Lifted His head, to the heavens,
And with his last breath says,
“Father,
Into Your hands I commit,
My Spirit.”

A heart,
Of love that died,
For no fault,
But for our selfish ways!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Break

Oh Lord,
Please break me.

I know that I need You,
And You know my selfish ways,
And I need Your love,

Please break me,
This is what I pray.

You showed,
Your grace,
When You died on the cross,
You gave eternal life to me,
What could I give?

What could I give,
To One,
Who’s so special to me.

O Lord please take me,
That I may be a vessel to thee,

Oh take me.
Oh break me.

O give me the love to go on,
Until that glorious day,
When I see Your face,
And I know Your grace,
And touch the scars in your hands.

And hear Your voice,
Wonderful voice.

And feel the peace,
Ultimate peace.

And see Your face,
Beautiful face.

And live with thee,
All in eternity.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Struggle

How many times do I get the urge to please You,
But please myself is all I do,
Putting me before You.
I say I’ll put You first but then do my own delight.

I want to give,
I want to change,
But my flesh has me stop and stay the way I am.
My sin seems to control me,
But all I want and need is You!

I yearn to see You in the end,
See You shinning like the sun.
You in all Your Glory, but I should praise You for Your Goodness now!
I should praise Your Glory now and not wait.

I seem to be wasting time here,
I am not praising You as I should.
I do not see You goodness all the time. 

I use the excuses and life of others to pull me down,
But it is up to me,
It’s a relationship between You and me. I feel burden.
I feel a struggle between flesh and spirit,
God and Satan,
Heaven and the World.
How will this struggle turn out?
How will I end?
Will I return to what I do,
Or change and leave the old life behind?
I was once so close to You and had all the answers.

Now I seem distant from You and have all the questions.

I ask but do not change,
Seek but not learn,
Yearn for You but I do not have Joy.

What’s the question?
What’s the answer?
You tell me to worship You and I’ll find the every answer,
But what if I cannot find the time?
What if I do other things?
God,
Help me to find the way.
I want to be closer to you.
My Savior,
My Friend.


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Live in the Clouds

I wish I lived in the clouds,
There it’s you and God,
There you see the whole world in peace,
When you’re there,
There’s no war,
Death,
Lying,
Lusting,
Gossip,
Or stealing,
And all the sin can be forgotten.

In the same way,
Let your heart,
Mind,
Soul,
And body be a vessel,
So that God may work through you,
Believe in Jesus Christ,
And all of your sins will be forgiven,
And forgotten,
Forever

We are on this Earth for a reason,
To know and love God,
To worship God,
And his love,
And to follow God’s will,
Go reach out,
And win people,
For Christ.

We don’t understand,
We are here for God,
Not us,
We are here for God’s will,

We are so blind,
We are trapped in the darkness,
But with God’s grace,
We can see the light,
Will we follow?

For us,
As Christians,
To be committed,
We need to pray,
Read the Bible,
And obey God.

The World is so lost,
We need no divisions,
We need God,
To turn from our wicked,
Stubborn,
And selfish ways.

The time is now,
If we don’t turn to God,
Our World will be lost,
Then we will all perish,
In the sins of mankind,
Instead of the life,
From the glorious hands of God.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

God is Love

God is love when you fall,
God will help you up,
And help you grow,
God will show you the way,
When you don’t know,
God will be the only one you can trust.

God was love,
When he lead the Israelites,
Across the Red Sea,
And set his children free.

God is love,
When he spares our lives,
When we turn away from Jesus Christ.

God was love,
When he sent his son,
To cleanse all people for their sins,
Christ was the last sacrifice,
He is the Lamb,
Who saved us from our sins?
Who let us have a Heaven?
For all who would believe,
In God’s only son,
Jesus Christ.

God is love,
When you really see all your friends,
Then you will see,
God is your close,
And personal friend.

God is love,
To all who come,
God is love forever,
Never ever ending.

God is love forever!
LOVE = 1 CORINTHIANS 13:4 - 13


-By: Daniel Brockhan

Your Will, Not Mine

Dear God,
I stay awake,
At night,
Thinking about You,
And Your glorious power.

How You could,
Love,
One who turned you away,
So many times.

Help me to do Your Will,
And let my will go,
Help me to be like you,
In everything I do.

Speak to my Heart and Soul,
Help me to worship and be with You,
In Spirit and Truth.

And when I am done with this life,
I want to say I lived a good life.

2nd Tim 4:6-7
For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. _NIV

And never have to regret about,
Doing my will instead,
Of Yours.

- By: Daniel Brockhan

How Do You Express

How do you express,
A love that you can’t explain,
A love that goes beyond,
A love that gives more than it receives,
A love that comes from God?

How can you forget,
A love of Jesus,
Who was beaten and mocked,
A love of Jesus,
God’s Son,
Who loved us so much,
That He died for our sins,
A love that took on all the sins,
All the pain?

How can you resist,
To love Him,
He gives his gift freely.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Can You Hear The Voice?

Can you hear the voice?
Or have you not heard,
The one that calls you by heart,
And doesn’t say one word.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Hold On You?

Rise up,
Weary Christian,
It's your turn to take a stand!

Right now Satan has you in his hand.
You look to the right and left and theirs no way out.
Try looking up to God, then kneeling to the ground.

Each time you give in, it makes it easier for Satan to use you.

Look at the Christian you've become.
You are no different than those who surround you.
You say, "God", but follow Satan.
You say you believe in Jesus, when the only belief you have is yourself.

People are perishing, and going to hell,
But all that you can do is think about your desires, yourself.
How can you become so blind so quick? 
How can you fall so deep, so far away from your maker?

Everyday away is another chance you miss on telling others,
Being a witness.
You become tempted and fulfill your desires.
You worship and praise things, make idols of worthless things.
You are so blind, you can't even see the hand of God right beside you!

Everyday is another tear from the eye of God.
You practically give yourself to Satan, and in return,
You get to fulfill all the sinful desires of your heart.
You no longer walk in the light, but in darkness!
You are drowning in a pool of sin so deep,
You don't know which way is up or down, in or out!

Satan does this so you won't leave, but that you will stay,
And eat out of his hand instead of at the table of God. 
He makes sinful desires your bible and your God,
So you no longer follow the true God.

The it stops, and you at a point…
It is life or death, 
To proclaim Jesus as the Son of God or reject him.
It is not said by your words, but by your actions in public and private! 

Satan has his demons around you, pulling you down,
You find yourself, pushing, crying, weeping, calling upon God.
But you hold on to the sinful desires and until you let them go,
You can never be helped, be made strong,

Or a person worthy to be called a Christian! 

You hypocrite, you think your better than anyone,
Anyone before or after you,
Do the laws of God have no effect on you, are you higher than God?
Do you think you can love God, while you love and exalt yourself,
And your desires.

Think…

God has been testing you, have you stood up to the test.
Have you won the race, fought a good fight in the spiritual since?
Does God look at you and smile or weep?
Were the nails in Jesus' hand not enough for you?
Was his blood not enough for you?
Was the whipping, taunting,

And flogging of his bruised and beaten body not for you?

Does Satan have a hold on you?

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Lord

Lord, Take my thoughts,
That don’t please you.
Lord, Take those words,
That are evil from my lips.

Lord, Take those things,
That lead me away from you.
Lord, Take my eyes,
And let them see your face.

Lord, Take my hands,
And let them do your work.
Lord, Take my feet,
And lead me to the needy.

Lord, Take my life,
And let it be for you.
Lord, Cleanse me from my sin,
That I may be holy for you.

Lord, Forgive me,
For all that I’ve done wrong.
Lord, Give me strength,
To go and tell your word.

Lord, This is my prayer,
That all may come to know you.
Lord, That they would serve, 
And praise you,
In spirit and in truth.

Lord, That every knee will bow,
And every tongue confess,
You are Lord.
Lord, That every eye will look,
Up to the heavens,
Lift up their voices,
Praise your name,
And know,
You are Lord of all.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

In the Lord's House

In the lords house I praise His name,
In the lords house I greet all believers,
In the lords house I sing to his name,
In the lords house it’s fun all day,
In the lords house I wish I could stay.

But all to often, 
Once we leave,
So does are love,
Hope,
Even faith.

The church,
The body,
We should share,
Christ with anyone, 
Everywhere.

No one’s perfect, 
We all fail,
Let’s repent of our sins,
Leave them in the past,
And look toward the future,
God wants to use us,
But we go are own selfish ways.

We need to go out,
Reach out, 
And win people for Christ,
No matter who they are,
Or what they do,
Even what they have done.

Jesus was around sinner's everyday,
He did not care about their past,
He only cared about their future.
Jesus went out and preached,
He preached with a pure heart,
The people he preached to were rich,
Normal,
And poor,
For it did not matter what they looked like,
In the eyes of Jesus Christ.

Let your body,
Be God’s house, 
Praise him,
And love him,
Carry him all the time,
Never forget,
He lives in you. 

Always keep God in mind,
He’s always with you,
Live a life worthy of God,
And not of mankind.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Find the Joy

You see some faces,
Bright with cheer,
While other faces,
Are down and dreary.

You sometimes look around,
At church,
And see both faces,
And you don’t know,
What to make of it.

You think to yourself,
Joy isn’t just,
A smiling face,
Or a cheerful grin,
Or even a smile hiding a frown,
It’s not a handshake,
Or a big bear hug,
It’s not even a kiss on the cheek,
Or a happy hello.

So you wonder,
As we all wonder,
What is real joy?

Real joy,
Is the love of God,
Flowing out of you,
Like a fountain.

Joy is when you think,
About God and His wonderful love,
While you listen to birds,
Sing in the trees.

Joy,
Real joy,
Is when,
The Holy Spirit,
Burst out of you,
With all of the happiness,
In the World.

Joy is,
Singing praises to God,
With all your heart, in Spirit,
As well as in Truth,
In the worst,
As in the best situations.

Joy,
Real Joy,
Is something all of us need,
But don’t always want,
We should strive for real joy,
And then God will use us.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

Dear Friend

Dear Friend,

Oh, how I’ve missed you. How I’ve missed hearing your voice. Did you get the invitation yet? Yes, you are invited to come; and yes I really want you to give the invitation to all your friends. I’m sorry that some of your friends could not make it. So, how’s your life doing? I missed you everyday we did not meet. I think about you all the time. I think about how you’ve grown and what you’re going to be when you are older. How would you like to work for my dad and me? My dad will take care of you. My dad misses you and wishes you would call. He could use your help for the party because everyone is invited. My house is nowhere near full. I’ve got enough room for all your friends and family to come. Did you get the flowers I sent you last spring? How did you like the luscious apples, oranges, and peaches I gave you last season? When can I have supper with you again? My father and me really miss you. My father’s going to send his servants to come and help out in that business you going to start. Sometimes they’re quiet and will surprise you, but you’ll like them. I love you with the love of my father, and hope to hear from you soon. Be back soon!

Your Friend,
Jesus Christ

P.S. - I’ve reserved you a spot at my banqueting table, and you get to sit between my dear friends Joshua and Job.

-By: Daniel Brockhan

First Song/Poem

As walk past my window,
To try to reach my bed,
I allways stop to rember what went on that day.

My Lord your are more presus than silver,
More werthly that gold,
Of Lord,
You always be the one,
The only one.

Once He came opun us,
Like a sheperd in the wind,
Oh Lord plese come opun your people,
And let us see your face

-By: Daniel Brockhan
No changes have been made since I wrote this when I was very little