Scarlet Robe Creations

But there is one light which shines through any darkness, one beacon guiding the way through any storm. You say doubt fills your heart and He says, “Come the lame are healed, the blind see and the poor have heard the Good News.” But there is one Bread which nourishes your soul, one grain of wheat broken, that all may be made whole. You say you’ve lost trust in a deceitful world, and He says, “Do not let your hearts be troubled, believe in me.” And there is one Lamb, one sacrifice for all sin, one without blemish washing you clean in His blood. copyright 2019 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

One star, which few pay attention to, dominating a sky over fields of thirsty brown grass. They labor with care only for food and rest. Few have heard the promises. None have sought to seek. Maybe a curse is spoken. Maybe the illumination in the night sky is too bright. Was there singing? Voices in harmony, beautiful. A chorus of wings, christening the night with glory. Are words spoken to your heart or ears? Is there a burning to seek an answer to a question you haven’t asked? Glory to God. Tonight He has done a great thing. He has come down into the world of the humble and called to Himself the poor. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

His hand is still small in ours, though larger than before. His voice forms syllables and words understood. He walks with steps much smaller than ours, concerned about sidewalks, squirrels and nuts. He tells us the color of a car and a Jeep, reminding us that a school bus is yellow and we need to check the mail. A walk of simplicity. Nothing matters but the moment. His small hand in ours and our hands on the handrail of heaven. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

Lead me to the light, where peace is in abundance and I can give glory to all creation. Lead me away from the shadows of despair, the harvest of greed and selfishness. Lead me toward Your radiance, a gentle guidance showing me the proper footfalls. Lead me where you have led those who chose to follow, without looking back, at the darkness from where they came. Lead me Lord, into the light of Your love, never failing despite my failures. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

From out of the dessert, the wilderness, where one has prayed without luxury and drawn close to his creator. Animal skins for clothing, one who will never make a name for himself. He will leave all the glory to the one who shall be glorified. His life is but to come and prepare a path for those who have never considered themselves to be holy. The one who follows is greater. The Word made flesh. The one who has come from His heavenly throne to walk among us. And the humble servant in animals skins opens the eyes and hearts of the few that the Word might embrace the many. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author From the Collection;  According to John

And the Lord says, do not ponder the end. It will come when the fruit is ripe. For now, you must watch, be on the lookout and prepared. Do not say he will be here tomorrow, or on the day that follows. Only the Father is aware of the sun's course, the stars and the moon. Concern yourselves then with prayer, with loving the unloved, with feeding the hungry, supporting the broken and speaking this message to the world. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

The Word was, in the beginning, Genesis, and the Gospels. The Word witnessed creation. Through the Word all was formed, moon and stars. The Word is the essence of the sky, the sea, of mountains and valleys. The Word is a spoken utterance bathing all creation in light. A light dispelling all darkness. A light no shadow will ever quench. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author From the Collection;  According to John

Sing a song of praise, the vineyard is mine. I tend it daily and it's fruit shall be abundant, its goodness will overflow. For now, do not doubt my compassion, even when I have cause to anger. You, my children, are the branches and I am the vine. You wage hatred among yourselves. Battle over wars which are not yours to win. You scar the beauty of the plowed field with Abel's blood. Sing a song of praise, for I have not forgotten the flavor of each grape. You who are sour, you who are sweet, you who are blessed in my sight. When the summer is dry I cry tears of moisture and when the night is cold I embrace you to my bosom. Cling to me, flourish within the vine, merge with me, nurture yourselves on my kindness. The song you offer, be it one of praise. Some offer words to ravage, others offer lyrics of hate. Your song, children of the vine, must be of love. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P...

Does our law allow these things? And with the question He points back to scripture. "Have you not read". All the answers are right there. But you have to have eyes to see and ears to hear. Why then... and but...? Because you are dense, hard to teach. Two shall unite, man and woman, as in the days of creation. No man may separate or redefine. They ask a question, specific, and the Lord's answer encompasses so much more. They question divorce and He defines marriage. Does His law allow these things? copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

One song offered on high, four voices in harmony blended by the years. Intimate voices praising the one truth, called to minister long ago, now called to other fields. We have blessed many despite our flaws. We have touched the heart and soul of those who stopped and listened. We have ministered to those who seek, as to ourselves. One song offered on high, a bittersweet tune, for we have sung its lyric and played its chords one last time. We who are the harmony offered to He who gives us voice. We who are the intimate praise offered to He who stoops low to listens copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author