Come as you are, every area of your life exposed
Hold nothing back, every member of your body; sins untold
I hear your voice, the way in which to live
But guilt wages war as what I want and what I do are not the same within
So not just the whole, but each part alone
I bring to the Savior; saved... sanctified... whole
And as it is for me, let it be for Your Church
That the world may know the love-life of Christ
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Back Door Ministry is all about introducing people to Jesus through the back door of their lives. When traditional church is not an option, relationships are. While many churches are concerned with guests leaving through the "proverbial" back door, our goal is to build relationships so we're invited in through the back door of people's lives.
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Saturday, September 24, 2016
Saturday, September 17, 2016
Give Him Your Burdens
The burdens of life can be so heavy
Shoulders aching under the strain
The stresses of each day so many
No relief to be found for the day
But the is a Savior who carries our burdens away
"Bring them to Me," He said
"Exchange your yoke which is heavy,
And take up Mine which is light" today
"I will give you life," He said
Life abounding in joy
The burdens of this life that once seemed so heavy
Now laid down at the cross of Calvary no longer my life to sway
Shoulders aching under the strain
The stresses of each day so many
No relief to be found for the day
But the is a Savior who carries our burdens away
"Bring them to Me," He said
"Exchange your yoke which is heavy,
And take up Mine which is light" today
"I will give you life," He said
Life abounding in joy
The burdens of this life that once seemed so heavy
Now laid down at the cross of Calvary no longer my life to sway
Sunday, September 4, 2016
Give it to me straight
Words on a page mean a lot to you
They're a source of hope and truth, and strength for you
But those words on a page mean nothing to me
Until I see them lived out for the world to see
I want what you've got but my defenses are high
So advance His Gospel be force if His words cannot lie
Give it to me straight don't cover it up or make it PC
I live a different life then you and my life is in need of hope you see
If Jesus is the way and His word brings life
Then preach it to me hard giving me hope, removing sins strive
They're a source of hope and truth, and strength for you
But those words on a page mean nothing to me
Until I see them lived out for the world to see
I want what you've got but my defenses are high
So advance His Gospel be force if His words cannot lie
Give it to me straight don't cover it up or make it PC
I live a different life then you and my life is in need of hope you see
If Jesus is the way and His word brings life
Then preach it to me hard giving me hope, removing sins strive
Friday, September 2, 2016
No Fear - I'm Free
Fear is a chain that binds
It locks us up
Body, soul, and mind
Its links are strong
Its lock secure
Jesus blood the key
That holds the cure
Salvation in Christ
Sets men free
Chains fall off
Locks broken on a tree
His cross of love
Prisoners set free
Spirit like a dove
Praise God, my Jesus loves me
The Love of Christ
Lavished on me
Perfect love that set me free
Perfect love - no fear remains
Freedom in Christ to be attained
So call on Christ, never be the same
It locks us up
Body, soul, and mind
Its links are strong
Its lock secure
Jesus blood the key
That holds the cure
Salvation in Christ
Sets men free
Chains fall off
Locks broken on a tree
His cross of love
Prisoners set free
Spirit like a dove
Praise God, my Jesus loves me
The Love of Christ
Lavished on me
Perfect love that set me free
Perfect love - no fear remains
Freedom in Christ to be attained
So call on Christ, never be the same
Monday, August 29, 2016
Cast to the Other Side (John 21)
Have you caught any fish?
We've labored all night.
Bring what you have.
We've not even a bite.
Don't be discouraged, stay where you are.
But the fish are not biting, we're heading to shore.
You're in the right place, but your nets the wrong side.
We're trained to catch fish!, you're just a stranger on shore,
But whatever you say, our wisdom no more.
I have enough fish, I. have enough bread;
That's not the point the man on shore said.
We're tired and no sense does it make,
But we'll cast to the other side, in case a catch we should take.
The Nets will they hold? The catch is so large!
Heaven's resources untold, who is this in charge?
Bring it ashore and add to my fry,
You were in the right place, just new methods to try.
The man on the shore,
We suddenly knew who He was.
But no one dare say,
Until He called us as one.
My resources are yours,
And to you I will give,
Fish for the catch,
Just follow my instructions, new life yet to live.
So stay in your place, the place is not wrong.
The spray in your face, casting your net with a song.
So what do we learn from this man on the shore?
We've labored all night.
Bring what you have.
We've not even a bite.
Don't be discouraged, stay where you are.
But the fish are not biting, we're heading to shore.
You're in the right place, but your nets the wrong side.
We're trained to catch fish!, you're just a stranger on shore,
But whatever you say, our wisdom no more.
I have enough fish, I. have enough bread;
That's not the point the man on shore said.
We're tired and no sense does it make,
But we'll cast to the other side, in case a catch we should take.
The Nets will they hold? The catch is so large!
Heaven's resources untold, who is this in charge?
Bring it ashore and add to my fry,
You were in the right place, just new methods to try.
The man on the shore,
We suddenly knew who He was.
But no one dare say,
Until He called us as one.
My resources are yours,
And to you I will give,
Fish for the catch,
Just follow my instructions, new life yet to live.
So stay in your place, the place is not wrong.
The spray in your face, casting your net with a song.
So what do we learn from this man on the shore?
The resources are His, He gives want you lack.
It's a journey of faith, never look back.
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Prisoner of the City
I'm a prisoner of the city
The guards are my fear
Prison walls built so high
The cries of the city ring in my ear
I'm a prisoner of the city
They say I'm free to go
Be just like everyone else
Who said, "God loved them"
As they drove off with their love in tow
I'm a prisoner of the city
But my sentence is not from man
The love of Christ compels me
In chains of the Gospel I take my stand
I'm a prisoner of the city
If I leave they'd say I tried
But Jesus loves the city
For the city too Jesus died
So a prisoner of the city I choose to be
Remembering how Jesus found and rescued me
The love-life of Jesus, His presence to be
Opening prison doors, setting the captives free
The guards are my fear
Prison walls built so high
The cries of the city ring in my ear
I'm a prisoner of the city
They say I'm free to go
Be just like everyone else
Who said, "God loved them"
As they drove off with their love in tow
I'm a prisoner of the city
But my sentence is not from man
The love of Christ compels me
In chains of the Gospel I take my stand
I'm a prisoner of the city
If I leave they'd say I tried
But Jesus loves the city
For the city too Jesus died
So a prisoner of the city I choose to be
Remembering how Jesus found and rescued me
The love-life of Jesus, His presence to be
Opening prison doors, setting the captives free
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Play With Me Daddy
Play with me daddy, my little boy did plead
A game of flag football is really all I need
Work to be done, a child has to wait
A decision to make, which do I take?
I've missed it before, these play with me dates
My child's fleeting moments in innocencies gate
I tried to do both, to play and to pen
It seemed a good option, but only just then
But I better decided for just one so someday when
So not to look back on "what could have been"
The decision was right, the joy on his face
When I laid down the pen, played the game, slowing the race
Play with him, three games did he win
Play with me daddy, please son, ask me again
A game of flag football is really all I need
Work to be done, a child has to wait
A decision to make, which do I take?
I've missed it before, these play with me dates
My child's fleeting moments in innocencies gate
I tried to do both, to play and to pen
It seemed a good option, but only just then
But I better decided for just one so someday when
So not to look back on "what could have been"
The decision was right, the joy on his face
When I laid down the pen, played the game, slowing the race
Play with him, three games did he win
Play with me daddy, please son, ask me again
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