New Creation

September 25, 2026

2 Corinthians 5:17— Becoming new is rarely sudden. Scripture tells us that in Christ we are a new creation, but the unfolding of that truth happens day by day, breath by breath. God doesn’t simply erase the old; He transforms it. He takes the broken pieces, the weary habits, the places we tried to fix on our own, and He begins a deeper work—one we could never accomplish by effort or willpower. This poem is a celebration of that process: the calling of a new name, the slow formation of Christ within us, and the steady grace that shapes every corner of the soul. It is a reminder that our identity is not anchored in who we were, but in the God who is making us new, and who is not finished yet.

I was walking in the old me,
trying hard to rearrange.
Every step felt like a struggle,
every breath a need for change.
Then You called me by a new name,
spoke a truth I couldn’t see—
what I was is not my story;
You are rewriting me.

It didn’t happen in a moment,
didn’t come all at once.
But You started something deeper,
and You never stopped Your work.
Piece by piece You’re making
beauty out of all I used to be—
not by striving, not by earning,
but Your life alive in me.

I am new, I am Yours,
by the grace I couldn’t earn.
You are forming something
more with every step I learn.
All the glory, all the praise
to the One who made the way—
I’m a new creation now,
and You’re shaping me each day.

This is more than my decision,
more than turning something around.
This is heaven working in me
on this broken, holy ground.
You’re the Author of the story,
You’re the One who makes me whole—
drawing me into Your presence,
every corner of my soul.

I am new, I am Yours,
by the grace I couldn’t earn.
You are forming something
more with every step I learn.
All the glory, all the praise
to the One who made the way—
I’m a new creation now,
and You’re shaping me each day.

You’re not finished, You’re not done;
You keep working, making one.
Every part, every place
held together by Your grace.
You’re not finished—I believe;
You are forming Christ in me.
All I am, all I’ll be
is becoming what You see.

I am new, I am Yours,
by the grace I couldn’t earn.
You are forming something
more with every step I learn.
All the glory, all the praise
to the One who made the way—
I’m a new creation now,
and You’re shaping me each day.

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When the Battle Turns

September 24, 2026

Psalm 9:3–6 reminds us that victory is never accidental. When the pressure breaks, when fear retreats, when the battle turns in our favor, it is the Lord who has held the line. The psalmist pauses to notice every mercy, every shift, every moment when God stepped in and changed the outcome. This is the heart of worship: remembering what God has done and letting gratitude rise from the ground of our lives. This poem reflects that pause — that sacred moment when we look back, see His hand clearly, and lift praise not because we are strong, but because He has been faithful.

When the battle pressed so hard,
when the night felt long and deep,
every fear stood at the door,
every shadow tried to speak.
But the moment mercy came,
all the pressure broke and fled—
enemies turned back in fear,
for the Lord maintained the stead.

When the battle turns,
when the victory comes,
let the grateful heart remember
what the Lord has done.
When the weight is gone,
when the light breaks through,
let the praise rise up and tell
what our God has brought us through.

There are moments things shift fast,
when the fog begins to clear.
What was heavy lifts away;
what was hopeless disappears.
But the psalmist stops to see
every kindness, every sign—
God has held the cause in place,
God has drawn the faithful line.

When the battle turns,
when the victory comes,
let the grateful heart remember
what the Lord has done.
When the weight is gone,
when the light breaks through,
let the praise rise up and tell
what our God has brought us through.

Take a moment, take a breath;
notice what has changed today.
Every rescue, every shift
is a mercy on display.
Let the story shape the soul;
let remembrance lead the way—
praise that rises from the ground
for the God who saves and stays.

So the song is lifted high,
not in triumph of our might,
but in witness to the One
Who restores us by His light.
Every victory, every turn
is a banner of His grace—
let the nations hear the truth;
let His glory fill this place.

When the battle turns,
when the victory comes,
let the grateful heart remember
what the Lord has done.
When the weight is gone,
when the light breaks through,
let the praise rise up and tell
what our God has brought us through.

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Tell of Your Wonders

September 24, 2026

Psalm 9:1-2 teaches us that worship begins with remembering. When we pause long enough to look back at what God has done—every mercy, every rescue, every kindness—we find our hearts rising in gratitude. Praise becomes personal, and then it becomes public. The works of God are not meant to be hidden; they are meant to be told, sung, repeated, and carried into every moment of our lives. This poem is a celebration of that calling. It reminds us that thanksgiving is more than a feeling—it is a testimony. And when God’s people speak of His wonders, His goodness becomes visible again in the world.

With a thankful heart we stand,
every blessing in Your hand.
All the mercy You have shown,
every kindness You have sown.
Joy awakens in this place
as Your people lift their praise.
What You’ve done cannot be hidden—
let it rise through all our days.

We will tell of Your wondrous works,
every moment, every breath.
We will sing of Your faithfulness—
all You’ve done and all that’s left.
With the woodwinds lifting high,
with the choir in harmony,
we will tell of Your wondrous works;
Lord, Your praise is our decree.

Gratitude becomes our song;
every voice is drawn along.
What You’ve done is meant to shine,
testimony in its prime.
In the quiet and the loud,
in the humble and the proud,
let Your goodness be repeated;
let Your name be lifted now.

We will tell of Your wondrous works,
every moment, every breath.
We will sing of Your faithfulness—
all You’ve done and all that’s left.
With the woodwinds lifting high,
with the choir in harmony,
we will tell of Your wondrous works;
Lord, Your praise is our decree.

Let the story shape our hearts;
let remembrance play its part.
Every blessing You have given
calls Your people into living.
Let the nations hear Your name;
let our worship be proclaimed—
joy and reverence intertwined,
praise that stands the test of time.

So we gather in Your light,
hands and voices lifted high.
Every heart within this room
finds its purpose, finds its tune.
What You’ve done we will repeat;
what You’ve promised we will keep.
Let our worship fill the heavens;
let Your glory be complete.

We will tell of Your wondrous works,
every moment, every breath.
We will sing of Your faithfulness—
all You’ve done and all that’s left.
With the woodwinds lifting high,
with the choir in harmony,
we will tell of Your wondrous works;
Lord, Your praise is our decree.

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Steady on the Throne

September 23, 2026

Psalm 9:7-8—There are days when the world feels like it’s shaking under our feet—when chaos rises, when fear grows loud, when the things we trusted seem fragile. Psalm 9 reminds us that God’s throne is not part of that shaking. His rule is steady, His judgments are right, and His mercy is woven into every decision He makes. He does not react to the noise around us; He reigns above it. And because His throne is unshaken, our hearts don’t have to be. This piece is a confession of that confidence—a reminder that the One who sees every wrong, every wound, and every shadow is also the One who heals, restores, and sets things right. We look to His throne not to escape the world, but to find the courage to walk through it with peace.

You reign forever, Lord, unshaken,
Every kingdom in Your sight.
Not a moment lost to weakness,
Not a judgment born of spite.
You are steady in Your ruling,
Never shifting with the night—
Every verdict shaped by mercy,
Every word You speak is right.

So when the world is breaking,
And fear begins to rise,
I look to where You’re seated—
The throne that never dies.

Your judgment sets things right,
Your mercy leads me home.
Your faithfulness is constant,
Your goodness stands alone.
I trust the larger story,
The one You’re writing still—
You reign forever, Jesus,
And every promise You fulfill.

Not reactive to the chaos,
Not uncertain in Your ways.
You are patient with Your people,
Slow to anger, rich in grace.
Every wrong will meet Your justice,
Every wound will find repair—
You are righteous in Your ruling,
And Your presence answers prayer.

So when the night is heavy,
And shadows press me down,
I lift my eyes to heaven—
Where Your glory wears the crown.

You judge to heal the broken,
You rule to make us whole.
Your righteousness is kindness
To the weary, wandering soul.
So I stand in holy confidence,
In the God who sees it all—
The One who reigns forever,
And lifts me when I fall.

Your judgment sets things right,
Your mercy leads me home.
Your faithfulness is constant,
Your goodness stands alone.
I trust the larger story,
The one You’re writing still—
You reign forever, Jesus,
And every promise You fulfill.

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All Things Under His Feet

September 21, 2026

Psalm 8:7–9 — There are moments when Scripture lifts our eyes and reminds us just how ordered, steady, and beautiful God’s world really is. Psalm 8 does that every time. It shows us a creation held together by His hand, a universe that moves because He spoke, and a place for us inside that design that we didn’t earn but were invited into. This piece is simply a response to that wonder — a reminder that everything rests under His feet, and that walking in His order is both our calling and our peace.

All creation finds its place—
every star, every sea—
set in order by His hand,
written with rhythm and purpose.
And within that grand design,
He calls us to rise and stand,
crowned with glory,
held in His mighty care.

All things rest under His feet:
every kingdom, every power,
every moment, every hour.
He invites His people near to walk humbly,
to walk in peace.
Let His goodness never cease.
He has placed within our days
work that carries holy weight.

Every choice, every step shapes
the story we are making.
Not by pride, not by strength,
but by mercy we are led—
living in His sacred order,
walking where His Spirit moves.
He sets His glory high,
yet calls His people near.

In the greatness of His reign
there is nothing left to fear.
So we lift our hearts and hands,
letting His purpose shape our days—
every breath a gift of wonder,
every step a song of praise.
And so we stand within His world
with the dignity He gives.

Let our lives reflect His heart,
His kindness shaping how we live.
Every moment, every need,
every place we stand—
all creation finds its order under Christ,
the Prince of Peace.

All things under His feet.
Every kingdom, every power.
Every moment, every hour.
He invites His people in to walk humbly,
to walk in peace.
Let His goodness never cease.

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Crowned with Glory

September 20, 2026

Psalm 8:5-6 reminds us that God did not make us by accident or leave us without purpose. He formed us with His own hands, breathed worth into our lives, and set us just beneath His throne—not to elevate our pride, but to anchor our identity in His love. Crowned with Glory is a reflection of that truth. It’s a reminder that every breath carries meaning, every step is entrusted with purpose, and every life bears the imprint of His image. We are small within creation, yet chosen, named, and sent. This poem is simply an act of praise for the dignity He gives and the calling He places on every one of us.

You have made us by Your hand,
set us just below the throne.
You breathed worth into our lives,
calling each of us Your own.
Every heartbeat speaks Your name;
every moment holds Your grace.
Crowned with glory from the start,
sent to shine in every place.

Crowned with glory, crowned with honor—
given purpose from above.
Trusted with Your holy calling,
carried by Your faithful love.
Every step is filled with meaning,
every breath a gift to raise.
Crowned with glory, crowned with honor—
let our lives give You all praise.

You have placed within our hands
all creation’s tender care—
every life and every land
we are meant to guard with prayer.
Not by strength of human pride,
but by wisdom You provide.
In the work of everyday,
let Your goodness be our guide.

Crowned with glory, crowned with honor—
given purpose from above.
Trusted with Your holy calling,
carried by Your faithful love.
Every step is filled with meaning,
every breath a gift to raise.
Crowned with glory, crowned with honor—
let our lives give You all praise.

You have set Your mark upon us,
placed Your image in our soul.
Every burden, every blessing
moves us toward Your perfect goal.
We are small within creation,
yet You call us by our name—
lift us into holy purpose,
send us out in gentle flame.

So we rise to meet the day
with the dignity You give.
Let our choices show Your heart;
let Your mercy shape the way we live.
In the quiet and the loud,
in the humble and the grand,
may Your glory shine through us
as we follow Your command.

Crowned with glory, crowned with honor—
given purpose from above.
Trusted with Your holy calling,
carried by Your faithful love.
Every step is filled with meaning,
every breath a gift to raise.
Crowned with glory, crowned with honor—
let our lives give You all praise.

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Announcement: The Second Editions of the Impartial Grace Series Are Now Published

September 20, 2026

We are pleased to share that the fully revised Second Editions of the Impartial Grace series are now complete and officially published. This trilogy represents years of study, refinement, and reflection on the goodness of Yahweh and the steady witness of Scripture.

The series begins with Yahweh Is Good to All, the anchor volume that lays the foundation for understanding the impartial goodness of God. It continues with Scripture Tells…, where the biblical text itself is allowed to speak plainly and consistently about grace, judgment, and restoration. The trilogy concludes with Ruminations of an Itinerant Preacher, a collection of pastoral reflections shaped by decades of ministry, service, and lived experience.

These Second Editions are the definitive versions of the work—carefully revised, professionally published, and assigned new ISBNs through Bowker. Each volume is presented with clarity and purpose, offering readers a steady, hopeful view of God’s character.

You are invited to visit our website to explore the books, read about their intent, and follow the links to Amazon if you wish to obtain or share them. Whether you are encountering Impartial Grace for the first time or revisiting these themes with fresh eyes, we hope these editions serve as a source of encouragement and understanding.

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What Is Man?

September 18, 2026

Psalm 8:3–4 invites us to pause and look upward. When we see the vastness of creation—the stars, the moon, the sweep of the heavens—we are reminded of how small we are and how great God is. Yet the wonder of this psalm is not our smallness; it is God’s attention. The God who shaped galaxies thinks of us, knows us, calls us, and crowns us with His grace. This poem is a reflection of that awe: that in all the immensity of His world, He remembers us. And because He remembers us, our lives become a way to bless Him in return.

When I see the stars above,
moon and sky Your hands have made,
all creation stretching wide
in its beauty and its weight—
still You look on us with love,
still You call us by our name.
What is man, that You are mindful?
Yet You hold us just the same.

What is man, that You think of him?
Still Your mercy draws us near.
In the vastness of creation,
You remind us we are Yours.
We are seen, we are known,
every moment, every day.
What is man, that You think of him?
Let our lives be blessing today.

You have searched the hidden heart—
every shadow, every fear.
Nothing in us is unseen,
yet Your kindness keeps us near.
In the greatness of Your world,
in the wonder of Your ways,
You remember we are dust,
yet You crown us with Your grace.

What is man, that You think of him?
Still Your mercy draws us near.
In the vastness of creation,
You remind us we are Yours.
We are seen, we are known,
every moment, every day.
What is man, that You think of him?
Let our lives be blessing today.

You have set Your glory high,
yet You bend to hear our cry.
All the heavens sing Your name,
still You call us “child” again.
What a wonder, what a grace—
to be held in such a place.
Lord of all eternity,
still You think of even me.

So let every breath be praise,
every step a faithful way.
Let the work of all our days
show the goodness of Your name.
In the smallness of our lives,
in the moments that You give—
what is man, that You are mindful?
Teach us, Lord, in You to live.

What is man, that You think of him?
Still Your mercy draws us near.
In the vastness of creation,
You remind us we are Yours.
We are seen, we are known,
every moment, every day.
What is man, that You think of him?
Let our lives be blessing today.

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What I Build Returns to Me

September 16, 2026

Psalm 7:14–16 reminds us that life has a return. The things we plant—our choices, our habits, our words—grow into something that eventually comes back to us. Scripture doesn’t frame this as punishment; it frames it as wisdom. God shows us that the seeds we sow shape the harvest we receive. And yet, even when we plant poorly, His kindness meets us with another chance to turn, to choose differently, to walk in the light again. This poem is a reflection of that gentle truth: that God invites us to build what brings life, to sow what reflects His heart, and to trust that His mercy can redirect any path we’ve taken. What we build returns to us—so let it be His love.

I’ve been moving fast without Your light,
sowing things that circle back in time.
But Your kindness meets me where I stand,
showing me a better way again.
You’re not pushing me with fear or shame—
You’re inviting me to choose Your name.

What I build returns to me;
so let it be Your love I bring.
Let my hands sow what is true;
let my life reflect in You.
You are mercy, You are light,
You are wisdom for the fight.
Lead me, Lord, in all I do—
let my path come back to You.

Trouble grows when I plant the wrong seed,
but You’re gentle when You call me to see.
Not a punishment from far away,
just the fruit of choices every day.
So I turn again to Your steady grace,
to the truth that keeps my heart in place.

Let my words be building something kind;
let my actions leave Your hope behind.
Every moment is a chance to choose
what honors You in all I do.
When the world pulls hard to lead me wrong,
You remind me where I still belong.

Write Your wisdom on my heart;
guide my steps in every part.
What I plant is what I’ll see—
let it all bring life to me.
Turn my choices toward Your grace;
let compassion fill this place.

What I build returns to me;
so let it be Your love I bring.
Let my hands sow what is true;
let my life reflect in You.
You are mercy, You are light,
You are wisdom for the fight.
Lead me, Lord, in all I do—
let my path come back to You.

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Turn Me Toward Your Life

September 15, 2026

Psalm 7:12–13 reminds us that the direction of the heart matters. When we resist God, we often sharpen what harms us—our fears, our pride, our old patterns. But when we turn toward Him, we find mercy waiting, not judgment. The call to turn is not a threat; it is an invitation to life. God draws us away from what destroys and toward what restores. This poem is a reflection of that truth: that every moment is a chance to realign, to awaken, to step back into the light of the One who leads us toward life again.

I’ve been running with the world in my ears,
chasing things that never bring me near.
But Your whisper cuts through every fear—
calling me to stop, and turn, and live again.

When I don’t turn, I sharpen what harms me,
holding things I never meant to carry.
But Your mercy breaks the cycle I choose,
pulling me back to the path that makes me new.

I’m turning now—turning now—
back to the heart of heaven.
I’m waking up, shaking off
everything I’ve been missing.
Your invitation calls me
still to step into Your light.
I’m turning now—turning now—
God, turn me toward Your life.

Every moment is a chance to begin,
to trade the weight of the world
for Your strength within.
You restore what I break again and again—
You’re the truth that brings me back to life again.

Not a threat, but grace that’s reaching,
love that lifts and keeps on teaching.
Every heartbeat, every season—
You’re the reason I can rise.
I’m returning, I’m believing;
You are life and You are leading.
Turn my wandering, turn my grieving—
turn me toward Your perfect life.

I’m turning now—turning now—
back to the heart of heaven.
I’m waking up, shaking off
everything I’ve been missing.
Your invitation calls me
still to step into Your light.
I’m turning now—turning now—
God, turn me toward Your life.

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