Jewels From JudyWednesday, April 23 2003
I Cried To The LORD I will tell of the kindness of the LORD The deeds for which He's to be praised In His love and mercy He redeemed me His love endures forever more Chorus I cried to the LORD in my troubles He saved me from my distress He sent forth His Word and He healed me Thank You LORD for Your unfailing love I sat in the darkness and the deepest gloom A prisoner laboring in chains For I had rebelled against God's Holy Word I stumbled but no one could help Chorus Just reach out your hand and He'll lift you Into His gracious heart you'll live Your troubles soon won't matter His joy He will give If you cry to the LORD in your troubles He'll save you from your distress He'll send forth His Word and He'll heal you Thank You LORD for Your unfailing love 3x Psalms 107:10-20, Matt 8:8 Copyright © 1997 by Judy Bauman Father, Thank you for healing me. Praise You my Lord Jesus!!! Your healed daughter, Judy 4/30/97 Wednesday, April 23 2003
Born Crucified Am E Am C E Chorus C G C E C G C E Am/C 4x Am E Am/C Am C E Chorus Am E Am C E Chorus Am E Am/C Am C E Chorus Judy Bauman © 1998 Thank You Father for the revelation of this song. Even as I read "The Christmas Cross" by Max Lucado and You let me know You were going to give me a song and You did. This is such a difficult song to sing, but it so tenderly and so accutrately tells this story - the story of Your great love for us. Thank You, Jesus! Love, Judy Saturday, April 19 2003
After volunteering to help with a cleanup project after the OKC bombing, something I saw seemed to compel me to tell its story. This is a short tribute I wrote to honor the men, woman and children who lost their lives in Oklahoma City on April 19, 1995. I pray it blesses you. Judy An Unlikely Monument The coffee pot is full. Its clock reads 9:02 a.m. It is a common sight as people all over the country start their day by brewing their favorite morning beverage. They fill the reservoir with water, carefully place the filter, add their favorite blend, and finally set the knob to brew. Within a few moments the machine begins to spurt and sputter and before long hot, steaming water flows through the finely ground, dark beans. Its rich aroma fills the air and stimulates the senses. An anticipated cup of coffee satisfies eagerly awaiting lips. To many these quiet, simple moments are cherished; it is a peaceful time to organize the day's priorities and decide how to conquer the day's work ahead. A second cup is poured and savored as was the first. Soon the coffee is forgotten. The busy day is in full swing. However, this pot of coffee is different. No one enjoys the first cup because on April 19, 1995, everything that surrounds it is shattered. A lethal explosion shook the very foundation of the small room where it sits in a busy YMCA facility. The YMCA is located diagonally across from the Alfred P. Murrahbuilding in downtown Oklahoma City, OK. Outside, emergency crews frantically help the terrified office workers search for one another. Hundreds within the bomb's grip are injured. 168 persons were not as fortunate. The rescue effort continues for many days. Three weeks after the bombing, YMCA staff members and one volunteer bravely face the ruins of the condemned YMCA building. Boarded windows conceal the sunlight. Illuminating beams from flashlights reveal what has transpired. Fallen ceiling tile, hanging light fixtures, shards of broken glass, fractured brick, and crumbled plaster are the undeniable state of this once thriving facility. Many of the solid wood doors leading into the offices are cracked in two and hang limply from their iron hinges. An entire brick wall has fallen on the newly remolded gym floor. The stale, musty, humid air weighs as heavy as the worker's stunned hearts. However, with heads held high, the task to retrieve equipment, records, and furniture is tackled with cheerful attitudes. Unfortunately, most of their personal belongings are lost in the catastrophe. The insignificant appliance is found standing motionless in a small, dark, demolished office. Somehow it has escaped destruction. Next to the moldy, fetid liquid lay a toppled wooden show case which once housed awards, trophies, childhood pictures, and other memorabilia. The keepsakes are strewn about and buried in the debris from the blast's concussion. Plaster that fell from the cinder block wall encompasses the unscathed coffee pot. Defiantly, this full pot of coffee stands amidst the ruins ~ like a monument. Suspended in time, on a seemingly average morning, the fragile carafe serves as an icon to remind us each to appreciate and embrace the simple joys of life. There is much to embrace. Will you see the simple blessings in your life and give thanks to God for them? Or, will you go about your every day eating, sleeping, working, and walking around life, and take such things for granted? The choice is yours. Copyright © 1995 All rights reserved Thursday, April 17 2003
'To Live is Christ' We came together from all walks He shook off the snakebite and the jeers As we learned about our brother's walk We found that in loss, illness, and pain "I Am with you." God did encourage Paul sat in cold chains without a cloak You are our sister, Beth, this is true Jesus is our Rock and our Tower His voice you hear and skillfully write 'To live is Christ' and to die is gain He holds the keys of life in His hand Written for Beth Moore by Judy Bauman Thursday, April 03 2003
Vessel of Honor Make me a vessel unto your honor Lord Shape, bend and mold me to Your will Take my heart, my mind and emotions And conform me to Your will Chorus: Renew my heart, Renew my soul, Renew my life, O Lord Refine me to pure gold Make me a noble threshing instrument Sharpen my skill to use Your sword Let my faith Be strengthened by praising Praising Your Holy Name Chorus Nothing in all creation Is hidden from Your sight Everything's bare before You My life is at Your side 2x So make me a vessel Unto your honor Lord Shape, bend and mold me to Your will Take my heart, my mind and emotions And conform me to Your will Chorus
Copyright © 1998 by Judy Bauman 2 Tim 2;19-21, Hebrews 4:12, Ps 51:10, Is 40:31, 41:15, 2 Co 4:16, Ro 8:29, 12:2, Jo 7:17, Job 23:10 Thank you Lord Jesus for taking this unrefined rock You found in me, and turning me into someone that hopefully You may see Your reflection. I praise You and thank You for seeing something in me when no one else could. Your vessel, Judy 2/24/98 Saturday, March 15 2003
Nathan David March 15,2001 Nathan, God named you. You are the seed from a promise of God. The Lord has appointed you for a joyous purpose. You were sewn together in your mother's womb where the Lord saw you and approved of you. God's ways are not man's ways. Follow and keep the Lord's ways in front of you. Do not look to the right or to the left, but keep your eyes ever fixed on Jesus. He is your redemption, He is your purpose and He is your friend. You can trust God and as you obey Him you will gain a relationship of trust. Know in your heart that you can always count on the Father to be there for you. He will never leave you, Nathan David! He will never forsake you! Keep your heart for out of it flows the issues of life. No matter what life looks like, Father God will be there with you. Storms will come and storms will go, but He is the Rock to Whom you can depend. Plant yourself deeply in the Rock and those storms will not move you from His purpose. He is the Father of life and His plan for you is great. He is your hope! He is your future! Call upon Him and pray to Him. He will listen to you.. He waited patiently for the day you would be born. You were born to fulfill a promise. Nathan, remember and never forget that love is the glue that binds. Friday, March 07 2003
Beyond The Cross Jesus looked beyond the cross ... He saw you and me He saw our faces so sad and in need So He willing went to the cross, to the tree Jesus, You saw my need ...You saw my sin seed You saw my need, so Your gave Your life for me You went to the cross, to the cross for me Jesus, You cried out on that day... "My God! My God! Why have You forsaken Me?" "Why are You so far from Me?" Then He saw our faces so sad and in need So He willingly gave His life for you and me! Jesus looked beyond the cross... He saw you and me He saw our faces so sad and in need So He willing went to the cross, to the tree Now He is our Resurrected King! We praise You, Lord Jesus, for bringing back the keys! © Aug 27, 1998 Judy Bauman All rights reserved Thank You Father for children who ask such direct questions such as, "How could Jesus go to the cross?" It is by such as these that we really are stretched to see You and Your great love for us. Thank You for this answer in song. I love You, Lord, Judy Thursday, February 20 2003
A Warning to the Church: The Electric Outlet A Vision In the front of an empty church between the two front pews, and in front of the communion table, dangled an electrical outlet. It was suspended in the air from 1" thick, gray, flexible conduit. The wire came into the top right side of the electrical box and exited the bottom left side. A man's hand with an extension cord in it appeared and he tried to plug it into the outlet. The outlet only twisted and turned away from him. He tried this over and over again with no success. Unsuccessful, he finally went away frustrated. I asked the Lord what this meant. As I prayed, the scene replayed in my mind. I noticed that the outlet was not affixed. It just dangled there in mid-air. It was not firmly framed into the structure of the church. Because it was not anchored, when pressure was applied to push the cord into the outlet, it could only twist and turn. There wasn't enough stability to allow the person to plug in their extension cord. I believe what the Lord was showing me was that the Outlet was representative of the Holy Spirit. The man was representative of a believer trying to get plugged into God's power and authority, and to gain a greater understanding of His ways. The Holy Spirit was in the front and near the communion table, but He wasn't given a fixed place. He was not anchored in the church. It points to the reason some churches are empty and not experiencing growth is because the Holy Spirit of God is not given a firm foundation to which people can plug into and get charged up. So they leave. Unless the Holy Spirit is given a secured place in the church to love, save, guide, teach, build, confirm, comfort, empower, fill, speak, renew, bear witness, convict, sanctify, anoint, correct, heal, counsel, rebuke, send, and give joy to the believers - that church will not be permitted to experience lasting growth. Now the Lord is the Spirit; and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty. Amen. 2 Co 3:17; John 14-16 In Christ, Tuesday, February 04 2003
We Must Get Bibles Back In Schools In 1998, I awoke from a troubling dream, sat straight up in my bed and said in a loud voice, "We must get Bibles back in schools!!!" You may think, "That's impossible." What is impossible with man is possible with God! Four years later I am standing in my bathroom and the answer comes to me in an instant. "It is so easy a child could understand how to get Bibles back in schools!" I said out loud to myself. First we have to understand who we are in Christ. Go to 1 Peter 2:9 But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light; Until you truly understand what the Lord has called you to be. You are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, and a holy nation. You are God's own special people. Why??? So that you can proclaim and praise the ONE who saved you out of darkness into His marvelous light. 2 Co 5: 20 Tells us that we are Christ's ambassadors. An ambassador is a person who is a diplomatic agent of the highest rank; an authorized messenger or representative. They represent their nation or kingdom. In the natural, an ambassador has the responsibility to speak for their leaders. They must know the heart of their leader because are given extra ordinary representation of their entire nation! They speak for their whole nation. As an ambassador of Christ we represent God's kingdom! We are to represent His will and His ways. 2 Co 3: 2, 3 You are our epistle written in our hearts, known and read by all men; clearly you are an epistle of Christ, ministered by us, written not with ink but by the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of flesh, that is, of the heart We are walking epistles of Christ, wherever we go the Bible goes! If you are in the Word and the Word is in you, then whereever you go, the Bible is there! It does no good to get a physical book into the library of the school if it will only sit there on the shelf. You must be the living word and entice others to read what you have read. It is not illegal to bring your Bible to school, have a prayer meeting or Bible study before or after school. Be fishers of men and be the Bible. Be doers of the word! James 1:22 But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves. Amen Judy Bauman Monday, January 20 2003
Hear the Lion Roar As I sat in the peace and the calm of the morning Whispering praises to God for all He has done I saw in the heavenlies - dog-like creatures Then the side of a face of a Lion that roared Chorus The Lion of Judah will roar! As we praise, as we praise, As we praise the Lamb of God! Hear the Lion roar! His roar was interpreted deep within my heart He said, "Leave My children alone!" The dog-like creatures - they shrieked in terror They fled the scene at the sound of His voice! Chorus Come all ye nations Every tribe and tongue Come all ye nations Come to the Son Come let us worship Hear the Lion Roar Come all ye nations SING! Hear the Lion roar! Chorus O Father! Thank You for giving me the privilege to write songs of praise to You again. Thank You for letting this song flow out of me and into Your Body. I worship and adore You, Lord Jesus. Thank You for fighting for us when we are helpless to fight for ourselves. Thank You for running off the hyenas! I bless You, Lord and thank You. Amen |
