tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73346461381875679832024-03-13T22:29:58.054-05:00Jesus In The Real WorldThoughts by Kevin Levellie about our lives in relation to Jesus and the scripturesKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.comBlogger242125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-24143982892229712072013-11-29T00:00:00.000-06:002013-11-29T00:00:00.661-06:00Christmas Greetings 2013
The Day of God
Is never past.
One who is
Cannot have been.
He
Always is.
He is
The Creator.
He is
The Speaker.
He is
The Rescuer.
He is
The Son who died.
In
The flesh once.
In
The Spirit always.
In the now
Which never becomes a past.
<!--[if !supportLists]-->-  Kevin Don Levelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15055079494641399343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-27933064528586891622012-11-30T09:47:00.001-06:002012-11-30T09:47:16.818-06:00Christmas Greetings 2012
Sharing,
Not hoarding,
Is what it
Was about
God did not
Keep Himself
To Himself,
But gave
Himself
To All
Nothing need be
Wasted –
Even fallen
creation,
Weak saints,
Willful
villains,
Are to be
lifted up
If they will
In one
Child
Came the Remedy
To All failings
-
Kevin Don Levelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15055079494641399343noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-55696491037041601652011-12-16T00:13:00.000-06:002011-12-16T00:13:02.205-06:00A GIFT FOR YOUR CHURCHJesus is the best gift, but what if a church could choose a gift for herself…A while ago I got a telephone call from a lady who wanted to tell me about a “church resource” her company could provide. There was no clue as to what the resource was in the company name, and it wasn’t identified up front. I had to ask. It was a pictorial directory. That is a good resource, but not one we needed right Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-52793953332159823602011-12-12T00:49:00.000-06:002011-12-12T00:49:00.060-06:00Christmas Greetings 2010NothingIs to be abandoned -CreationMade by GodUnmadeBy sinAnd ruledBy deathWill be givenIt’s MakerNothingIs to be left alone -ManBreathed with lifeBut lostTo itAnd wanderingFar from itWill be givenOne hopeNothingIs to be beyond love -GodWho is loveWho is lightWho isHas lifeWhichWill be givenOn a crossKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-42166267354867984742011-12-11T01:01:00.000-06:002011-12-11T01:01:00.650-06:0020 Voices Speak Of His ComingThose involved in the story of theComing of Jesus were not allHolyNorWere they all filled with joyThe coming of JesusBrought out the BestAndThe WorstNo one couldIgnore the comingOrBe unaffected by ItIt was a comingFor justificationAnd judgmentOnly our voicesCould decideWhich- 17 November 2011Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-62434401853930099602011-12-10T00:48:00.000-06:002011-12-10T00:48:00.256-06:00Christmas Greetings 2009KeepingTo HimselfHe could haveAvoided painStayingWhere He wasHe could haveMissed troubleTurningFrom the worldHe could haveSeen no sinWaitingImprovementHe could haveWatched all decayReachingHis own heightHe could haveLeft us in our depthsLovingHis creaturesHe had toChange loss to gainKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-70058669422531893542011-12-09T00:47:00.000-06:002011-12-09T00:47:00.890-06:00Christmas Greetings 2008The daysThat made the worldAre not even notedOn any calendarFor evenOccasional commemorationYet they beganAll things SoOften are beginningsCast awayIn the contemplationOf whatLooms largeAnd seems to makeToday important Yet the originStarted the lineWhich nowWe drawBut itDid notComplete the drawingNor do we For that,Another handWas neededTo take up the penAnd flourishIt toA favorableFinish And Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-85277771401541476492011-12-08T00:05:00.001-06:002011-12-08T00:05:00.165-06:00Christmas Greetings 2007Do Not FearThe Angel saidBut HowWhen all aroundBreeds fearWhen uncertaintyLives in our homesWhen distrustHaunts the spacesBetween usWhen the worldProvides new painsEvery dayWhen even GodHas left usTo the devices of othersNot Fear?But whenWe look at HimCalm in the PeaceOf His Father’s Good willResting in the placeOf sustenanceMeeting usIn our own fleshThen, where is Fear?What place is left for Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-34039078428222579272011-12-07T11:44:00.000-06:002011-12-07T11:44:00.127-06:00Christmas Greetings 2006There was lightBut little enoughWas seenIt was enoughTo showWhat was wrongBut not enoughTo showWhat should beAnd try and tryThe Best LightWas but DarkAnd those who would runWere made to sit in itAnd be stillThen came the dawnAnd nothing moreWas obscureEvery line was sharpEvery color clearEvery face seeing and seenAnd the lightLived in our fleshAnd felt our needAnd when they cameTo put it outIt Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-32473040804324546492011-12-06T00:39:00.000-06:002011-12-06T00:39:00.360-06:00Christmas Greetings 2005Expected ?We expected itMuch soonerMuch strongerMuch longerWe expected an endTo oppressionNot more trialsWe expectedTo be set FreeOf everythingOn earthWe expectedThe GloryTo overpowerEvil in Our DayWe expectedA finalityTo fix allWe had tornButWe foundExpectationFar shortOf RealityKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-69565379610995390102011-12-05T00:43:00.000-06:002011-12-05T00:43:00.729-06:00Christmas Greetings 2004SoldSo longThat HopeBut laughedThenHidHer faceSoldForgottenLeftTo starvingInThe placeOf DesolationSoldTo BondageBittererThan theDeathToFollowGoneGoneGoneBut thenByHimRedeemedKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-26301831951270286362011-12-04T00:33:00.000-06:002011-12-04T00:33:00.141-06:00Christmas Greetings 2003We cannot lookBut whatWe shall seeThough the agesInterveneWe know we shallFor writersWroteAnd diedAnd singersSangAnd were stilledAnd watchersWaitedAnd waitedAnd whatThey knewOthers sawBut whatWe knowWe shall seeKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-29357097793215182202011-12-03T00:01:00.000-06:002011-12-03T00:01:00.853-06:00Christmas Greetings 2002The Darkness Could notHave beenMore BlackNo singleColorVariegatedIts depthIt wasWithout ShadeOr variationUniform To the cordImpenetrableTo Human willIt heldAll CreationSurroundingHeavenAnd had itBut its own willIt wouldHave that, tooBut thenTo its HeartThe Light CameFor Where ElseWouldLight Go?Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-90428523969356301042011-12-02T00:09:00.001-06:002011-12-02T00:09:00.811-06:00Christmas Greetings 2001Even EternityKnew DelayIn the AgeBefore He CameThe PendulumOf His WillQuivered ImpatientlyTo be Set In TimeAnd angelsWho could notHave such thingsKnew They Would BeWhile sin reignedIn turmoilHe Kept His EyeUpon its deathAnd when the SandHad ReachedIts Height of GraceHe Turned the GlassAnd when the HoursWere Marked AnewNot WrathBut a Babe Came ForthKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-30020192445289213872011-12-01T00:28:00.000-06:002011-12-01T00:28:00.097-06:00Christmas Greetings 2000And when the nightHad run its courseAnd no more the moonShone pale above the horizonThe Bright Morning StarLeft the skyAnd brought its lightTo where the darkness reignedAnd in one blinding strokeIt made of slaves free menAnd settled themBeyond the tyrant’s clawFor it had brokenWhat was blackThat every color might come forthAnd flower in the sunIt took the lowAnd raised it upThat it might seeAnd Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-80469089054484889312011-11-30T00:25:00.000-06:002011-11-30T00:25:00.300-06:00Christmas Greetings 1999In the WinterOf the WorldWhen the AgesWere shut up And DarknessReigned in the DayA SeedFell upon the earthAnd fewBeheld its beautyBut in the Season of its SpringIt floweredUnder the sunAnd ripenedTo the harvestCut downIt fell againAnd hidIn the earthWhereBeing a SeedIt MultipliedIts LifeKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-17523211194295240602011-11-29T11:07:00.003-06:002011-11-29T11:10:40.533-06:00Sunday, 11 December 2011I am going to be premiering a program of all new music which I wrote in November called "20 Voices Speak Of His Coming" on 11 December 2011 at Nevins Christian Church at 6 p.m. If you are in the area, I would like to invite you to attend. There will be other songs and possibly readings from people from the church and refreshments.Nevins Christian Church is located at 17475 E 390th Road, Paris, Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-85805095939201373962011-11-29T00:23:00.000-06:002011-11-29T00:23:01.520-06:00Third Alternate Christmas Poem For 2011When fearHeld the worldAn angel saidFear notWhen peaceWas a policy of warReal peace Was bornWhen burdensWere multipliedThey were multiplied againBy zeroWhen graceWas only wrathMercy compelled itTo give lifeWhen weWere not yet bornOne birthGave us HopeKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-24889145427468486632011-11-28T00:19:00.000-06:002011-11-28T00:19:00.257-06:00Second Alternate Christmas Poem For 2011ChainsOn Sick and sinnerOn even thoseInnocentOf allBut oneDeedThey held fastAndWould notReleaseFrom withoutThey wereInviolateUnconquerableOnlyFrom withinCould they beBrokenSoHeWentInsideKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-80669473224370581032011-11-27T00:16:00.002-06:002011-11-27T00:16:00.497-06:00First Alternate Christmas Poem For 2011LostAllWasLostBeyondItsOwnSalvationThenCame The only OneWho could findEveryOneLostBut yetHe did notDo the findingBy His knowledgeOrBy a will to findButByLosingHimselfKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-29209430891124698062011-11-26T00:13:00.000-06:002011-11-26T00:13:00.358-06:00Christmas PoemsLast year I began a review of all the Christmas poems I have ever sent out. I began with the current one and then covered everything from the first year I sent them out, 1970, up to 1998. This year I will post everything from 1999 up to last year. Also, beginning tomorrow, I will post the three poems which I wrote for this year, but which were not chosen as "the" poem to be sent out.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-14855598237202543832011-11-25T00:01:00.000-06:002011-11-25T00:01:00.696-06:00Christmas Greetings 2011CareCautionDidn’tEnter into itA carefulGodWould have never createdA world that could rebelNorOnce the rebellion beganWould He have allowed itTo continueOnce continuedHe would have let itRun its courseTo its destructionOnce destroyedHe would haveSwept the pieces awayAnd thought of something elseMaybeBut our GodRecklessly savedWhat his enemiesHad carefully destroyed- KevinKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-36082034886579738642011-11-23T00:01:00.000-06:002011-11-23T00:01:01.816-06:00Thanksgiving DayJesus is thankful for you!Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-74166390409554193772011-10-31T10:58:00.001-05:002011-10-31T11:01:51.412-05:00Some New Thoughts on MusicLast Friday evening I attended the closing concert of the Contemporary Music Festival at Indiana State University in Terre Haute, Indiana (the whole festival was totally outstanding, by the way). I spoke with one of the organizers of the event. She was surprised that a preacher would be interested in contemporary music. I’ve always been interested in arts, so it’s no surprise to anyone who knows Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334646138187567983.post-60364247154331739322011-10-04T10:08:00.002-05:002011-10-04T10:12:54.602-05:00A ParableOnce upon a time, Jesus did a favor for a saint. He GAVE that saint a great gift, a unique one which was given to no other saint. The saint then built a wall around Jesus’ gift so that no one could steal it from him. People heard him using Jesus’ gift and were drawn to it, so he decided to allow them to use it, but with the full understanding that it was HIS gift and that they had to pay Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16894459418749386885noreply@blogger.com0