I Can’t Walk on Water

Artist Yongsung Kim

I can’t walk on water, but I know the one who does

I can’t heal a broken heart, but I know the one of Love

I can’t raise the dead, or move mountains, or calm the sea

But I know the one who died for you, and me…

I can’t heal a leper, or cause the blind to see…

The lame to walk, the dumb to talk, break chains to set men free…

But I know the one who rescued me, and He’ll do the same for you

All you have to do, is, ask Him too…

His name is Yeshua…a babe, a boy, a man

Over two thousand years ago He walked, not only on water, but on Jordan’s sand…

All over Jerusalem…

He lived and He died and rose again…

And because of Him…

New life began…

And when He returns to this old earth…

All those who accepted His new birth…

Favor, grace and for all it’s worth…

Will live with Him always…

I can’t walk on water…but I know the one who does…

Yeshua, God’s son, He is eternal love…

He sent Holy Spirit to teach us how…

To live and laugh and preach and pray

To honor Him with our lives each and every day…

He gave us His word…and Spirit to obey…

And as we journey on our way…

We can do all things through Him, because He gives us strength

Through the Holy Spirit, with fire, and praise…

He will stay in our hearts, always….

~Marla Shaw O’Neill June 25, 2019

1 Corinthians 13 The Passion Translation (TPT)

Love, the Motivation of Our Lives

If I were to speak with eloquence in earth’s many languages, and in the heavenly tongues of angels, yet I didn’t express myself with love, my words would be reduced to the hollow sound of nothing more than a clanging cymbal.

And if I were to have the gift of prophecy with a profound understanding of God’s hidden secrets, and if I possessed unending supernatural knowledge, and if I had the greatest gift of faith that could move mountains, but have never learned to love, then I am nothing.

And if I were to be so generous as to give away everything, I owned to feed the poor, and to offer my body to be burned as a martyr, without the pure motive of love, I would gain nothing of value.

Love is large and incredibly patient. Love is gentle and consistently kind to all. It refuses to be jealous when blessing comes to someone else. Love does not brag about one’s achievements nor inflate its own importance. Love does not traffic in shame and disrespect, nor selfishly seek its own honor. Love is not easily irritated or quick to take offense. Love joyfully celebrates honesty and finds no delight in what is wrong. Love is a safe place of shelter, for it never stops believing the best for others. Love never takes failure as defeat, for it never gives up.

Perfect Love

Love never stops loving. It extends beyond the gift of prophecy, which eventually fades away. It is more enduring than tongues, which will one day fall silent. Love remains long after words of knowledge are forgotten. Our present knowledge and our prophecies are but partial, but when love’s perfection arrives, the partial will fade away. When I was a child, I spoke about childish matters, for I saw things like a child and reasoned like a child. But the day came when I matured, and I set aside my childish ways.

For now, we see but a faint reflection of riddles and mysteries as though reflected in a mirror, but one day we will see face-to-face. My understanding is incomplete now, but one day I will understand everything, just as everything about me has been fully understood. Until then, there are three things that remain: faith, hope, and love—yet love surpasses them all. So above all else, let love be the beautiful prize for which you run.