F orgive my sins for I KNOW I'm not perfect.
A s I come to you, I'm asking for assistance.
T ime has almost walked away from me.
H ave Mercy on me Dear Lord.
E verytime I try to do right; I end up doing wrong.
R elease the negativity from my Heart.
I want to thank you for making a way out of no way.
H elp as I'm on my journey witnessing.
A lways been there for me Lord.
V accinate my soul with your everlasting love.
E xtend to me; Wisdom, Knowledge, and Understanding.
S hield me from all evil throughout my day.
I need you right now Lord.
N o one but you knows what I'm going through.
N o one but you knows my heart Dear Lord.
E very eye that's reading this, "Lead and guide them."
D on't LET THEM GO ASTRAY.
P ierced for our transgressions,
A crown of thorns upon His head.
I ndecent agony Jesus suffered,
D ying to give us life instead.
I niquities demanded payment.
N one of us worthy to pay the price.
F aithful Father provided ransom,
U nfailing love turned into sacrifice.
L aying down His life for sinners,
L isten: Jesus paid sin's full price.
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S eek the Lord and you will find Him.
A sk Him to come into your heart.
L ove God with all your heart, soul and mind.
V ow to follow Him all of your life.
A cknowledge Jesus as your Savior and Lord.
T rust Him to forgive all of your sins.
I nvite the Lord to have His way in your life.
O bey the commands of His word.
N othing is impossible with God.
Ten went off.
He sent them.
And one came back.
"None but this Samaritan?"
Keep your faith.
Salvation is yours.
God is always
In our lives.
I say to you.
Not a sparrow falls that
God does not know about."
Do we say: Thank You?"
Always say: " Thank You, Lord."
Yea, give thanks and praise.
Out of that ugly, cruel piece of wood
Ushered a sweet aroma, but by a sword
The Creator nailed by and on His creation
Offered a perfect sacrifice, for my perfection
From lands beyond afar, he descended
Boldly He came by divine steps of love and landed
In sublime compassion He stared at a lost soul
The whole world drenched in darkness since the fall
The devil stretching the blanket of wickedness
Entering the earth in love, animals congratulated
Room in the Inn could not be found, so congested
No religious people liked him even Priests of Pharisees
Even some of their own Rabbis and Sadducees
Sold for only 30 pieces of silver by the son of perdition
Suffered in the cruel hands’ that’s no Word contradiction
Carried the cross of my sins in deep agony
And drunk a bitter cup of my deadly iniquity
My saviour got an inflicting piercing pain of a head gear
Ended up with no vestures nhas they all wanted to wear
Sweetness sprung up out of that immense bitterness
Weaknesses swallowed and overcome by boldness
Eternity to win he enslaved death and took of its stinger
Entered hell and preached to souls in great torment
Then up with victory he arose like a real torrent
Now with keys of hades, he came up with him those saints
Eventually graves opened, triumph now reigns
Sweetness now floods my once troubled soul, he arose
Secure from all bluffs of the devil, his scream I oppose
L-ovely and hospitable woman of the Bible
Y-ielded purple cloth, was a dealer.
D-isciple of Christ, Paul and others,
I- nvited followers kindly and warmly to her house.
A-fter baptism, she opened her home to God's people.
< Fluff of billowy clouds
Looking like they have Angelic faces
Utterly smiling down on Mother Earth
Forecasting peace for all mankind
Foresakes for all sinners
Most of the time, I ‘m coward,
You may ask my mom or my dad.
Let God guides you and in Him, put your trust,
Over all your troubles and doubts.
Sing praises to Him to pacify yourself and relax,
Those are all things they give me as pieces of advice.
For He is always there and He never forsake,
Everyday be strong and hold on to your faith;
And they added: be a good person always,
Rest assured that He will take all your fears away.
Shed the clay that strives to be an anchor
Tarnishing, but for awhile, the dreams of man
Addled hopes can rise in the morning’s mist
Instead of languishing beneath despair
Replenished strength awakens the spirit
With a simple drink from the Milky Way
And flirtations with Perseus opens up
Yielding beauty in heaven’s realm
The grave that holds yet, a soul to Earth,
Owns the judgment of defeat
There is none, but one, that must decide
How to build on wishes made
Even when the faltering of darkness
Shadows well the light of faith
There is a spark that burns the night
As gravity shows force, to mark a trail
Rise! Rise, you fallen man!
Strive to be among the stars
Contest- STAIRWAY TO THE STARS (Acrostic)
Sponsor- Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
~~~~~ Oh, Holy Night ~~~~~
Oh, the voices ring on high.
Holiday music is playing.
Hymns are sung while moon is nigh.
Our prayers, to God, we're saying.
Love and laughter everywhere.
Yet underlying it all
Neath the happy banter we share
Is the solemn event we recall.
God gave his son for us all.
Hold your heads up high and sing.
This is the day to praise our King.
~~~~~ oh, holy night
.... the stars are brightly shining ~~~~~
New fallen snow – winter's first
Over the river and through the woods
Very soon, we'll celebrate Thanksgiving
Everyone anticipates turkey and apple pie
Mom's already baking Christmas cookies
Better make out your Christmas list
Enjoy making winters first snow village
Remember to thank God for all His Blessings
1 September 2011
Giving thanks to the almighty Father and creator,
In Him I trust for HE is my great mentor,
Void of infections and diseases which makes me healthy,
I live among loved and benevolent ones making me wealthy,
New and progressive things keep happening in my life,
Glory and honour be unto HIM for making me to survive,
Though the evil ones fought me to my marrow,
Heaven came to my rescue and save me with a divine arrow,
Attacked and afflicted with plenty pains and sorrows;
Nonetheless;I overcome them all with celestial fellows,
Knowledge and wisdom HE bestowed upon me in manifold,
Sonorous songs and sonnets will I render to HIM in tenfold.
CONTEST:"Counting your Blessings" sponsored by Kim Merryman.
H anuka is the festival of light
A host of candles meant to dedicate
N ight time just one candle is lit
U ntil all eight in their holders are alight
K now your path light the way
A men. Dec 8th is the start of Hanuka Day
I’m trapped in the American struggle/
Surrounded in the alcoholic drug addicted jungle/
In my soul called soul I seem to unknowingly look for trouble/
Yeah am I the only one to truly see our invisible chaotic bubble? /
Am I the only one to truly live in while I realize the hidden pains in our own ghetto living rubble? /
I see in what I still saw of the pains at the same time I hear the alcoholic mumbles/
Like a burnt cracker over a uncooked cookie I still see the culture crumble/
I see the staggering, I see the swerving and I see thy own stumbles/
Still yet I am crawling out the dirt like an ant spreading my wings in the sky like the bees bumble/
It’s when I knew I was a soul called soul/
In my soul called soul I am in the super bowl/
Seven hundred seventy-seven now I can’t let thy football fumble/
I am not going to let thy ring leader lead me in the circus no more, I am no longer an elephant Dumbo/ I’m here to stay not to go/ I been down that same road too many times before/
I know what it’s like at the bottom, I hit it straight rock ,yeah I been that low/
now pains of my life I outgrow/it’s when I knew I was a soul called soul
In my soul called soul/ I hang on not to my enemies nor my friends but my own inner foes/
I got no true friends, I got no true bros/ I got no true women, I got no hoes/
I don’t even know if I will even make it to be thirty-four/
I worry about alcoholic danger in the hood every time I walk out my front door/
I thank God I’m not rich and thank him for the experience of being dirt poor/
I thank him for the fact that I no longer have to steal from the local store/
I thank him for the simple fact that I can do simple everyday chores/
I remember a time when I was in a prison cell where even death itself felt like a bore/
until one day something great pick me up off the prison floor……..that was a time when I know I was a soul called SOUL/
I know my truck of life was ready to take it’s damage when it can still pull its own toll/
I knew my boat of life was ready to go against high winds with a broken bow/
I knew I was ready when I can go against waves 100 feet high go under and still row/
if not then I make the surf board roll/ The storms comes like shadow hidden in the skies undergrowth/ I’m not only floating I’m also flying through them both/
I am no longer empty with darkness I am filled with light shone/
I am no longer alone, I am force of many through word flow/
I am a prophet among my own/ words put together like no other only I condone/
I say it in a unique tone/
I’m going to make it past the internet and cell phones/
I am the one, I am by a higher power chose/
These problems in life I will outgrow/
I will overcome being just another SOUL CALLED SOUL….
Such a silly concept is this,
killing men they know exist.
everyone all the while,
put their faith in denial.
till all the people with the power,
insist their faiths will be devoured.
can truly someone say they know,
if everybody wants to show.
something unseen that's truly there,
my guess is as good as theirs.
readily I do believe,
everything I can percieve.
in that I know I put my trust,
given truths one knows they must.
never say fire's not hot,
simply prove to me it's not.
so now I sit on my high horse,
under God cannot be forced.
put your faith in what YOU know,
really I can't tell you though.
enter in to your belief,
make me not religions theif.
everything says that though we dream,
*Last line is the Acrostic
Sensing each step I persuade my body onward and up.
Trekking up toward the light that adorns a precious cup,
Angels around sing gentle sounds, I never heard before.
Imagining the beauty that awaits me past that golden door,
Reality sets in that I am rising upward to Heaven’s gate.
Why oh why, have I been chosen to be given this fate.
Again I see the Angels floating past my mortal soul.
Yelling praises to him, our Lord, I met a mortal goal.
Truth is what they said, even though I had sinned many ways.
Only the living truth will deliver you upward, glorious praise.
These steps I take I see all my sins on each tread that I take.
Hearing forgiven, forgiven, my soul gets lighter upon the wake.
Evangelical songs being sung, I pray, in his name, for my sake.
Stairway brightens as I reach the top, hearing a question, I stop.
Tell me, your saviors name, He who died upon the hilltop.
Angels await my answer, tis a simple question that he does say.
Reveling, Jesus I say, he took our sins, saving all upon that day.
Seeing in my heart, I believed, he said come forth, cross over this way.
"There but for the grace of God go I",I heard them say,then they passed an addict begging on the streets and walked away,
They call themselves God's children and through Gods lands they roam,but the homeless don't get charity,cause charity begins at home,
There but for the grace of God go I and don't ya know,don't bother asking for thier help they'll only turn and go,
So much for christian values leave them stacked up in the shelf,they'll tell you God will only help the man who helps himself,
There but for the grace of God go I it's just a farce,so take your Christian values now and shove them up your arse,
It's nothing but hypocrisy it's flagrant and it's rife,ther quick enough to pass remarks on someone elses life,
So ther but for the grace of God go I 'n' aint it true,don't think that you're above it friend,one day it could be you.
Tenaciously clinging to hope
Surrendered to His will
has no place here
On the bridge
Prayer and desire…
A life just beginning, and so unaware;
Born he will not be--it just isn’t fair!
Oh, can’t you just see him as he struggles so,
Resisting the chemicals as inward they go?
Too bad, for his mom didn’t want him to live,
Instead to abortion this body did give.
Oh, listen to this voice and heed to this cry:
Now’s time to stop this ere more babies die!
Abortion is murder, that can’t be denied,
But they call it “birth control,” and they have just lied,
Or “family planning” or some other name;
Regardless, it’s taking life and it is insane.
To call it one’s freedom or call it pro-choice
Is forgetting one person and his right to a voice.
One person, that baby, that life that’s been thwarted,
No choice has he had, for he was aborted!
And now his blood cries from his heavenly home
Because Jesus took him so he’d not be alone.
On high he now dwelleth, and in his new place
Rests forever from those who’d bring him disgrace.
Torn from his mom’s body in violent haste,
In fire he was thrown there along with the waste.
Only now his torn body has been all glorified,
Never more to be butchered through man’s greedy pride.
Americans, please listen to the babies’ dire plight
Because abortion is murder; it’s wrong and not right!
Our God up in heaven will surely repay
Returning this violence on our heads some sad day.
Today is the day to reverse the decision
Inscribed by the court through man’s faulty vision.
Oh, listen to this voice, and heed to this cry:
Now’s time to stop this ere more babies die!
This poem is written with an acrostic of ABORTION.
J is for the Jews and gents
E is for the Egyptian rebellion
S is for the sinners as saints
U is for Utopian a word that will never exist on this earth
S is for the sacrifices our conscience makes
Calumny is a sin which consists in maliciously attributing to another faults
detects which he did not posses
A person commits the sin of calumny or
slander when by lying he injures the good name of another
Laity is a member of the Church that does not belong to the clerical
Unity is what all people of God is supposed to be in His only Catholic
Roman Catholic Church.
Mass is given from Jesus Christ only Roman Catholic Church
New Covenant is the law and dispensation of Jesus Christ
opposed to the Old Covenant of Moses which it infinitely surpassed
Yahweh refers to the proper name of God
G od's grace and mercy were surely revealed,
O n the cruel cross on which His Son was killed.
O bedience to His Father's plan of redemption,
D emanded Christ die to procure our salvation.
F reely Jesus laid down His life,
R evealing a love so pure, so rife.
I ndescribable the pain He endured,
D ying our death, our salvation secured.
A ll hell danced with glee as it seemed they had won,
Y et Sunday was coming with a Risen Son!
When I look for something real I almost always find everything fake in what I see,
yet I feel something out there waiting to come within me.
When I do not seek what I really need or want I am not upon those ordinary people doing extraordinary things that are sought,
yet in a normally crazy kind of way I know from somewhere I am to seek the unknown so that it may be known like it or not.
It's not here, it's not there, because in a way I know it's everwhere,
So when look at what I seen or what I saw, I know it doesn't mean Presence's Unseen can't be seen when you blindly stare at nothingness looking for somethingness up in the air.
Its that forever Unseen Presence that got this cold heart to once again care.
Today and everyday is worth being thankful.
Having warmth and love given is always thoughtful.
All of us should carry this feeling throughout year.
Not being thankful is just selfish, shows your fear.
Kindness should be showed to all each and everyday.
Sure, it may be tough at first, for your heart to sway.
God gave everyone a mind, heart and soul the same.
Individually we must all prepare and play the game.
Victory shall be the joy and happiness, you bring.
Inventory your heart; let your spirit free to sing.
Never let a sour soul, spoil your delightful song.
God is alive, great, awesome, he is never wrong.
Discover loving essence; make it your quarry.
Allow his honor to grace your existence and story.
You and you alone are the keeper of our Lords glory.
Temple in time, memorial of creation
Heaven's sign of Jehovah's awesome love
Earth's covenant of proof, divine condition
Sweet Sabbath, prophetic before the curse
Altar of peace, and worn flesh restoration
Brighten the shrivelled heart and disperse
Blessings for praise, for faith hope's exaltation
Anchor of Yahweh to the divine identity
Tenderly permit His healing of our soul
Hallelujah eternal day, passport of the fold
Souls are guided by interior circumstances infatuated.
Persons are accountable for own actions devaluated.
Internal guidance is always there in some kind of form.
Reading the right or wrong is what will break a storm.
Indirect words may help with any decisions that inform.
Torch within your spirit will always guide you true.
Our hearts and minds will deliver a softer clue.
Recycle the tribulations that you have lived thru.
Carefully make the right choice in what pursues.
Heal mistakes; forgive yourself, before darkness ensues.
Gracious thought has been dropped from human inhabitants.
Our hearts have become cold and distant to almost everything.
Deference has no meaning for us or any other human.
Before we can carry onward, we must remember the beginning.
Lessons remembered are the key to our future roads to travel.
Every soul must search inward to see where we are headed.
Success is truly wonderful and we have fulfilled our winning.
Success without faith is gone, and the road less traveled tortures.
America has blessed each one of us from the beginning in faith.
Mercy is upon our leaders, for they have lost the true reality.
Erasing their hearts and minds of the reality, united we stand.
Refuse greed mongers of their desires, replacing with honesty.
Individuality of the representatives was our ancestor’s goal.
Call out God Bless America in truth, faith, freedom, to all.
Anything less will be the end of whatever time we have left.
Seeds of the Savior's garden
Advantaged by the early rain
Bud and bloom in grace and pardon
Bearing fruit that love sustain
Acres to be reaped, hands like buzzing bees
Teachers making the reapers bold
Holiness of word performed is holiness of soul
Send them forth to sow and garner
Christ the vine master empowers all
Heaven's storehouse becomes the richer
Omitting judgment, helping those that fall
O Lord, our God, we surrender all to you
Lead us to green pastures, your vessels true
Let heavens light enrapture me,
In league with Mother Nature I shall be,
Guide me through to see the right path
Help me guide others to their fresh start,
Teach us well so in your glory we may bask.
With every gift you bestow upon me,
Ordained by a higher power to help us see,
Revelation’s unto us, you give for a cause,
Key’s to unlock all our hidden doors,
Embrace we shall, with glory in our hearts,
Rejoice in a better future, not hide in the past.
Praise Him for His Holy descent to earth
Revere his Virgin Mother giving birth
Annoint His head and feet with Oil of Myrrah
Illuminate His Mother Mary's care
Spiritually His soul was blessed
Extolling His Father at God's behest
Teacher He was to all who stopped and heard
Honour his forbearance of wrath incurred
Exemplary His traits for all to see
Lauded he was when died at Calvary
Obeisance His selfless sacrifice
Redeemer He is of man's wayward vice
Deliverer He's there at our demise
Master and Lord, born of such a lowly birth,
You came and lived a human life on earth.
Loved by some, hated by others,
Opposed and doubted by Your own brothers.
Ridiculed and mocked by those You adored,
Despised and rejected - Your words, they ignored.
In agony, You prayed, "Not My will, but Thine."
Soldiers came and took You, by God's design.
Rulers judged You - found You guilty of a crime,
In fury, the angry crowd screamed, "He must die!"
So they beat You, tortured You and called You names,
Eager for blood, they caused You great shame.
Nailed to the cross, for all to see,
You suffered, bled and died for me.
In anguish, Your Father turned away His face,
No tomb of Your own, buried in a rich man's place.
Dutiful friends came to mourn their loss,
Every fear they had was soon given pause.
Emmanuel - God is with us - alive forevermore.
Death has lost it's victory. The grave stings no more.
M E S S I A H
Amidst the shadows of loved ones past, there is something.
Nearer to humankind then we would ever really know.
Great and small works of stone stand watch and quietly sing.
Each one piece of art, a tribute of what heavens bestow,
Light from morning star embraces what the new day will bring.
I have seen the gracious glimmer from above as statues glow.
Carefully they watch, greeting, allowing visitors hearts forego.
Stone is their form, though love and compassion their creation.
Treasure to be found in each different Angel that you will see,
Angels guide, while guarding till the end of times duration.
Trace their feelings, embrace their love, and seek it for thee.
Unknown wonders to many stand quiet, serving salvation.
Everyone can view the power of these in a new found decree.
Sculptures by man, Gods images of faith, they give regeneration.
inspired by contest Angels In Cemeteries
by Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
not for contest.
S avor the respite
U niversal faith unite
N ever a day that seems trite
D alliance allowed without blight
A cquaintances turned to friends ignite
Y earning that Sunday will never find the night
between your opinion
you and me, too
S - Sadistic
A - Awesome
T - Troublesome
A - Alone
N - Noble
Here above your world I am no longer sad.
Everyone I ever knew is here, and I am glad.
Angels guided me to this place of no more sad.
Visions of you, I have forever, this I must add.
Each day that passes I grow within your heart.
Never think that I am gone, for I’ll never part.
Stars of night are my eyes, secrets of our art.
Graciously I watch you, as you grow and learn.
Angels take me to visit you, so I will not yearn.
Take care of your family that you have so dear.
Eventually my little one you will have no fear.
Timeless wonder, God breathing through just men
Herald of the truth, Christ's coming again
Emanuel's gift setting the world free
Book of all books, unfolding grace, exult
Invitation to meet his free embrace
Bridge across the gulf of sin, love's tumult
Laws divine in which his power I trace
Eternal word, no wisdom shine like thee
Horeb centred divine son by alterity displaced
Africa calls your children, it is time to be embraced
Melchizedek Order, arise, minister in your place
Ham son of Noah
Africa light breaks dawn's grace
Ham's Hittite haunted by hungry hosts of hell
Aggressive sea-people soveriegn salt suckers swell
Melchidek's music mounting miracles against pagan spell
Theologically unpigmented now, a whore
Hoarded from tongue to tongue, that will not kiss
Eternity in the shambles of the mind
Whole universe and Holy God dispersed
Omnipotence in us and primordial fragment of dust
Redemption as creation from silence unmeaning
Designed my soul to speak of awe where nothing is seen
Child of Ham, image of Christ, gospelled bands
Ancestor of Melchizedek order
Negro oracle of prophet, priest, king
Anthem to you with drums and cymbal hands
Arising in the Horeb of your power
Nations steep in Afric's legacy sing
Canaan, first of he who was last, shift
Ages paradigm, became
Again the heir to Christ
Nimrod's legacy disdained would uplift
Adam's curse upholding the flame
Nurtured in sacrifice.
Tumulting like Babel the sin crazed throng
Hoisted him on the sharp spikes of their spite
Exciting demons whom he did no wrong
Christ the man upon the cross, abandoned,
Ridiculed, rejected outcast, alone
Omnipotent love, in mercy atone
Savior, we knew not what we had done
Suffer us still, by these wood, to wear your robe of white