“. . .every devoted offering is most holy to the Lord.” Leviticus 27:28

In chapter 27 of Leviticus, the verses prior to this one covered if a person or possession was consecrated by a vow to the Lord. A value would be placed on them and they could be bought back. But anything devoted to Lord was another matter.

Father, we thank You for holding on to each life devoted to You and seeing it as precious and irreplaceable. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Preciously Kept

A life devoted
in honor and love
to You
is considered most holy
kept and covered
made new.

This was the last post from Leviticus. Thank you for going through it with me! Tomorrow I return to the New Testament and the Gospel According to Mark. 🙂

Broken Yokes

“I have broken the bands of your yoke and made you walk upright.” Leviticus 26:13

We don’t always realize how burdened we are until someone lightens our load.

Thank You, Jesus, for Your yoke is easy and Your burden is light. (Matthew 11:30) And here is a simple poem . . .

Weight Exchange

Caught up in my own world
was simply crushing me,
bound, gagged and forced to run
when I couldn’t even see

til You broke my bonds of sin
and set me walking free
to carry a heart full of praise,
keeping my steps light and easy.

It’s His

“The land shall not be sold permanently, for the land is Mine . . .” Leviticus 25:23

The land we pressure Israel to give away permanently is not theirs to give . . .it’s God’s.

Lord, we pray for Your will, Your word, and Your desire for Israel today. And here’s a simple poem . . .


There is a land
that was given
by the hand
of God,
who are we
to decide
it is ours
to divide?

Commanding His Blessing

“And if you say, ‘What shall we eat in the seventh year, since we shall not sow nor gather in our produce?’
Then I will command My blessing on you in the sixth year, and it will bring forth produce enough for three years.” Leviticus 25:21-22

As God instructed the children of Israel about giving the land a sabbath rest every seventh year, He also had every intention of providing for them to be able to do as He commanded.

Thank You, Lord, that You never ask of us anything beyond what You have ready to provide. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Provision Made

The task seems impossible
how could He ask me to try
but I hear God’s voice
explaining to me why
I can do this
because He’s covered me
the salvation of His provision
being my forever guarantee.


“He shall be in charge of the lamps on the pure gold lampstand before the Lord continually.” Leviticus 24:4

God gave the children of Israel many services to perform that kept them constantly cognizant of being before Him.

Lord, please help me to remember that I am continually before You . . .so I have constant opportunities to serve, praise and worship You! And here’s a simple poem . . .

He’s Watching

There is never a moment
when I’m not in Your thoughts

never a time when
I’m away from Your watch

not to police me
or ticket my moves

but to grow my love
and understanding of You.

The Beauty of Booth Living

“You shall dwell in booths for seven days. All who are native Israelites shall dwell in booths, that your generations may know that I made the children of Israel dwell in booths when I brought them out of the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God.” Leviticus 23:42-43

The children of Israel dwelling in booths reminds me that all of our lives here are but a temporary thing.

Lord, please help us not grow too attached to our surroundings on our journey home to You. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Temporary Tents

Tents make it easier
to pick up and move on

and booths reveal the beauty
of our story songs

about a Deliverer
Who came and ransomed us

so we can travel home together –
His name is Jesus.

Do you ever feel as though your life here is but a temporary thing?

Whoever Touches

“And whoever touches anything made unclean . . .shall be unclean until evening, and shall not eat the holy offerings unless he washes his body with water.” Leviticus 22:4,6

This section of Leviticus, concerned with what the priest touched, has me considering what I allow to touch me.

Lord Jesus, please help me make the right decisions on what I allow to touch my eyes, ears, mind and heart. Please purify and cleanse me today. And here’s a simple poem . . .


Sensitive to the touch
it doesn’t take much
to affect and bruise us
making dark spots, thus
we reach for Jesus.


“No man of the descendants of Aaron the priest, who has a defect, shall come near to offer the offerings made by fire to the Lord. He has a defect; he shall not come near to offer the bread of his God.
He may eat the bread of his God, both the most holy and the holy;
only he shall not go near the veil or approach the altar, because he has a defect. . .” Leviticus 21:21-23

No one wants defective goods . . .except God.

Thank You Jesus, for being without defect for us, able to draw near and tear the veil, to be our sacrifice on the altar and our Most Holy daily bread. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Holy Recall

Full of defects
from head to heart to toe
often passed over
and rightly so
until that day
I knelt before His throne
and heard, “Redeemed”
“Beloved . . .My very own.”

God sees you today and loves you truly!

Be Mine

“And you shall be holy to me, for I the Lord am holy, and have separated you from the peoples, that you should be Mine.” Leviticus 20:26

God had no intention of sharing the children of Israel – or us – with other gods.

Thank You, Lord, for teaching us to share many things – money, homes, possessions – but that our worship belongs to You alone. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Divine Love

Called out
set apart
by the Divine
all because
of a Love
that says to us
“be Mine.”

The Art of Gleaning

“When you reap the harvest of your land, you shall not wholly reap the corners of your field nor shall you gather the gleanings of your harvest.
And you shall not glean your vineyard, nor shall you gather every grape of your vineyard; you shall leave them for the poor and the stranger: I am the Lord your God.” Leviticus 19:9-10

I don’t have fields or vineyards. Just a simple little blog.

Thank You Lord for the endless field of Your Word that You allow us to glean from. May I leave ample amounts of Your grace and love in the corners of these posts and among the rows of these words for others to come and find. And here’s a simple poem . . .

At The Edge

Standing always a little outside
the many fields of life
watching the labor, the love
the gathering in . . .
do they know what I glean
from the edges,
how much good they leave behind
for me?

A heartfelt thank you to everyone who allows me to glean from their blogs and lives! 🙂