7 Words that describe God- ’T’:
 
Taxi
Teacher
Testimony
Therapist
Three
Trailblazer
Truth
 
You are my ride, my Taxi from this life to the next. In desperation, I called to You. By faith, I entered Your door. Because of the price paid for me, my ride is free. You paid my fare knowing it wasn’t fair. The traffic of guilt, regret, and condemnation were blasted away with one honk of Your glorious horn. Your Son made the way for my destination. Because of His divine invitation, I am brought before His seat in Your throne room. I hear there’s a mansion on the way, take Your time my Holy Cabby. Crank up the tunes! The worship of angels fits this place. Jonah 1:17-2:10
 
You are the One whose lessons guide in the way of righteousness. Your class is one I can’t afford to skip. A seat in the front row is my place. Your Word open in front of me, Your curriculum is holiness. Your homework adds to my life. My dog cannot destroy it, no matter how I’ve trained it. I can’t take enough notes, for the blessings they give to me are countless. When it comes to test time every bit of studying counts, every time I value Your teachings over my desires prepares me for victory. The apple I put on Your desk is my submission of the one Adam and Eve took in disobedience. May I learn from Your first students and even more from Your Son who fulfilled the class requirements for the rest of us. You are my Teacher so perfect and wise. May I remain Your student to the end of my days. John 13:13
 
Because of You, my story is worth telling. If not for You, my story would be no different from the world’s. I’d be doomed to repeat the fading tale of hopelessness. I’d be left in a panicked frenzy to grab all I can on my way to finality. I would be among the lost, stealing from each other and clawing as we’d fight to be at the top of this muddy hill. If we make it to the top, our prize fades even as we hold it aloft. Our laugh of victory has the limit of our breath. Before we know it, our time is over and another is at the top. We are forgotten as the game continues. This ‘king of the mountain’ is madness. But You give us a new name. You save us from repetition, from our doom. You are the King and Your mountain is holy. You are my Testimony. 1 John 5:9-12
 
You know me completely. If I have an issue or a problem, You know how to untangle the mess in my head. I trust You. You know the end before the beginning. You can not be fooled or mislead. You can not be manipulated or bribed. I’ve seen when liars win, when cheaters break the system. I’ve witnessed the ‘innocent’ card played to perfection. I’ve heard the stories of wickedness acted out on the helpless. I’ve learned of oppression so stark it crushes people beneath its weight. Their victory is short-lived. They do not hold eternity. Their effect on the mind, the soul, leaves wounds only You can address. I wait on You, mighty One. You are my Doctor, my Therapist. You know how I’m to be saved. Hebrews 4:12
 
741-852-963, You are my 7 and my 3. You fulfill all things, every jot, and tittle. 3 in 1, how am I to understand? Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Are You like an egg- shell, egg white, yolk? Or like water- ice, water, steam? Perhaps You are more solid like a mountain- mountain, rock, sand? Or airier like a storm- cloud, thunder, lightning? A tree- trunk, branch, leaf? Are You like the speed of a car- fast, slow, park? Or even a computer- screen, tower, keyboard? However I am to understand You, my own roles reflect Your triune state- son, husband, dad.  I see You in every way and in everything. 1 John 5:1-6
 
You are the Trailblazer in the wilderness of my soul. Everything is so loud here, it screams for our attention. Yet You remain true. Your compass is always right. No matter the obstacle, You make it to Your destination. Let the world scream, it hated Your Son and did what You knew it would. They gladly fulfill their lot. They call from the pit to lure those who have ears to hear. May I not even hear them, but have compassion for them that they might be saved. May my eyes stay focused on putting one foot in front of the other. May I follow the trail You’ve left us and fulfill what You have for Your followers. You blazed this trail and paid for it in blood. John 14:1-4
 
Thank You for being the Truth. No matter what I do, my version of the truth is always jaded; it is always one-sided. I’d need a persuasive lawyer to manipulate everyone to see things my way. My innocence would then not be determined by an actual examination of the facts, but by another’s interpretation of the facts. I can understand why then we are to remain silent when they falsely accuse us. You did when they accused You, Lord Jesus. But because of You, Truth is not silent; it is not void. You stand no matter the jade, no matter the persuasive argument. The jury may be convinced, but there is no courtroom here whose judgments are higher than Yours. You break their bank filled with the currency of lies. If not for You, everything falls and we are lost. Thank You for being the Truth, my Lord, and my God. 1 John 5:20