Canon Indeed (Close to the Heart Songs, 2016, Kerry Belcher, all rights reserved)
“All Scripture is breathed out by God and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped, prepared for every good work.” – 2 Timothy 3:16-17 “Sanctify them by your truth oh Lord, your Word is truth.” – John 17:17
I’ve had so many of my friends and acquaintances say things to me like, “I don’t want my kids to grow up in a world with” __________ fill in the blank with any of the big obvious sins being committed as part of the accepted norm in our culture in America. I always remind them that the same God that said those big obvious things were evil also says that lying, hatred, gossip, adultery, coveting and a hundreds of other “small” sins are, too. Most of us tend to downplay all these soft sins and are in shock when the culture seems to suddenly have no anchor to hold it in place. The canon of Scripture is not pick and choose. Without holiness, no one will see the Lord. One drop of toilet water renders the whole pitcher undrinkable. If we have any hope of not being shipwrecked as a nation, a church, a family or an individual, we must fly back to His perfectly true Word.

Spinning Compass please hold still so we can set a proper course-How can this ship relax at bay until we find magnetic north? Deeply perplexed by a sea of ideas, so we are all counting on You-with the Northern Star so far above, how can we ever know what’s true? Chorus 1 Well, I fought this battle down on my knees-marched through storms and tempests teased-Hurricane, then felt the gentle breeze every battle brought me victory, brought me closer to true liberty v2Treasures of Treasures, please show us the Map, and
please make it soon and very plain-Cause floating free, out on the stormy sea, we do not know a loss from a gain Oh Writ that is sacred, please set our course far away from the dangerous shore and take us on to paradise, where the Son will set no more. chorus 2 I saw it coming like a dark coal train, fully loaded on a downhill grade-no way to stop it ‘til it jumped the tracks and pinned me to the ground-but it could not hold me down Spinning Compass, please hold still, we are all depending on you