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FINDING GOD

FINDING GOD My hungry heart and thirsty soul yearns for refill... Darkness and light roll then turn me up and down. Laughter and cries conjure caress my being in shrill. Gaping aghast to running rush caused a run-down! Yet, You my God comforted me 'neath water tides try. In trials and confusion, Your Sovereign a rock still. To shaky hope and weakness, Your grace empowers my will. The wilderness brings forth spring when I found yea... Hearing the sweetness of your voice in silence unfolds truth - healing wells of pains and woes... Heaven's breath by blossoms smell brought no shyness of searching... finding... knowing You more and more... Stars and moon shine along with my life's lamp shall bow in praise and worship, the deepest reverence I can offer. Thanking you until my life is done, my forever vow. As finding You, my God within labyrinths sets order... (c)Olive Eloisa 4:11am August 10. 2013 FIRST PLACE, GLORY TO GOD!!! CONTEST: FINDING GOD SPONSOR: Gale Angel Doyle Inspired by Biblical Verses: *Acts 17:27: That they should seek God, in the hope that they might feel their way toward him and find him. Yet he is actually not far from each one of us, **Matthew 7:8 = For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened. ***Jeremiah 33:3 - call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse | |

YOU ARE GOD and I HAVE TO BELIEVE

YOU ARE GOD and I HAVE TO BELIEVE My dear Father God above the heavens high ever loving and ever faithful in loving me even though, I am being sinful, stubborn, and disobedient to follow Your call and will... I am really sorry for the times I failed but I surely want to ask, how do I know if the decisions I am pursuing are Your will? How do I know that amidst deafening silence it is Your resilient but gentle voice I am hearing? It's long while now that I was taught to pray but to Your eyes, are my prayers correct? Are you really listening intently to them? Why at times You only answer me when all are black, when all my plans are disrupted, unruly and crooked? Why at times You are letting me wait, for hours, days, weeks, months and even the length of a lifetime? I humbly want to thank You for the roof o'er my head, the food I am able to eat and enjoy in every meal, the trials and tests You and I joined to pass, the steady beating of my heart telling me: I'm alive. I adore You, each breath that passes from my lungs, I want to thank You, honor You, praise and glorify You but how do I know that I am doing these alright? Is it enough that I simply attend a Church service? And there I reply amen, sing or shout Your Holy Name? Or I do better by loving sincerely other people? I, sharing in loving- kindness the blessings You abundantly are raining down in my life... Do I brush a smile or a laughter to Your cheeks when I give alms to the poor? Or more when I offer freely and wholeheartedly a hug, an embrace, an ear my time to someone who is afraid, lost, sick or sad? Or most of my deeds result to I painting often a frown on You? Or worse I pierce Your big, big heart when I don't even recognize Your goodness to me. Oh forgive me, forgive me please Father God... Scientists, religious persons and even my parents have described You to me but when O when, when will I ever have that chance to behold Your face? When will I have some minutes to hold or touch You? My heart and my spirit longs of Your gracious presence, of Your awesome essence. I am overwhelmingly blessed when in my everyday I am treated by others fairly. but-- are they the signs that will whisper: You are always with me? From the perfumed air of budding roses or ripened fruits to drumbeats of rain and prickly strikes of the sun are they the ones You want me to feel, smell, and see `cause they speak the beauty and love You have for me? I believe and love You my Almighty Father God but is this enough for me to be saved after death? My being is happy that You came and spelled freedom and into my own hands lies the crucial choice to either believe You or not. . . ___________________________________________________________ CONTEST NAME: ARE YOU THERE GOD Contest Sponsor: Silent One ~~3rd Place~~ but to God be the Highest Glory! ~~POEM OF THE DAY - October 15, 2015~~ but to God be the Highest glory! Olive Eloisa D. Guillermo 11:04 am, October 14, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2015

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Judge Not

The congregation eyed him skeptically
     Long hair, a beard and sandals on his feet
Beyond his exterior they’d not see
     This rambler had just come in from the street

He blessed himself with the sign of the cross
     And joined fully in each hymn that was sung
It was soon apparent it was their loss
     When he greeted God with a gentle tongue

“Lord, You sent Your Son to roam on this earth
     His hair was long and to some seemed unkempt
And when He preached, insults were often hurled
     But He was not repelled by their contempt

“And so, Lord, I seek forgiveness for these
     Who cannot see beyond the clothes I wear
I’ll not be put down by those I displease
     I ask for forgiveness, make them aware

“That Your Son sported sandals and a beard
     I ask You judge them not as they judge me”
When the mass ended, the man disappeared
     At heaven’s gate his name’s on the marquis

Some of the congregation dwell below
     But the homeless man now sits by God’s side
For he had chosen love’s path to follow
     Appearances he did never deride



*For Jared's "At First Glance" Contest

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

OMNIPOTENT: HE KNOWS ALL

OMNIPOTENT: HE KNOWS ALL I know today, at this time You... my son(man), may not wholly know me. but, may I ask you... Have you taken one time to close your eyes in silence, feel me in your midst... and somehow reflect why despite say: your abounding richness still, you feel lost or empty? your waterfall trials still, you find yourself standing? your ten thousand sins still, you are given another day to live? My eyes, My hands, My feet. My heart, My breathe, My mind, All of them are filled with unselfish love for You. Before... I created the world complete and beautiful for you that all you need and all you want is there within your grasp. Within your reach. No hunger. No thirst. No killing. No stealing. No pain. No disease. Nothing evil is there nor anything to cause a tear from your eyes. I created you my son as like me unto my image and likeness you are mold yet above all these, how was I to know... that with some lies of a devil you will desire to be greater than I am. but I have forgiven You and given You always chances to change, to be better and once again look unto me as Your God alone. Yet, You seem to be blind, deaf or seem to be high-pride Hence, I have come to the point of sending you, my Only Begotten Son Him, who I answered and empowered through His uttered prayers. Him, whom I asked to fully demonstrate how it is to be human and more to be God at the same time. Him, who didn't consider status, gender, race or age. Selflessly, He embraced all but overall still He wasn't accepted . Him, who begged with blood of tears that I will take away the cup from Him but later, surrendered and humbly said: MY WILL BE DONE. so even His follower who was bribed-- became a traitor. And so, He was condemned and put to death. Again, my son, I ask you to ponder on this Do you need me to every now and then be infront of you? (when I am always here knocking at Your heart's door) Will by seeing me in flesh and hearing my voice convince you? (aren't my Creations: the sun, flowers, the waters, the air tell you am around?) that I am Your God, who will never leave you nor forsake you. (aren't my spirit, your friends, family, supporter, or even a kind stranger tell you am present?) Don't you recognize every single day that I am performing miracles for you? (but sad. Sad. Sad that you don't notice them) Have I not given you a heart and a mind to know and decide? To name a few.. I am a builder. I am a teacher. I am a healer: the greatest physician. I am a fisherman. The great carpenter. The great farmer. The great gardener. Oh yes! yesterday, today and even tomorrow you will hear or you will see so much about me from anyone but have I not told you always to seek me by your heart and that apart from me you can not do more and that you need faith, hope and love to see me... As strong as the wind, as quiet as the forest As fearless as the fire, as immovable as the mountains from east to west, from north to south to the flying spell of the night, to the erupting swell of the sun even borders and beyond... I am the way, the truth and the life I am the alpha and omega I am the one and only God I am who was, who is and yet to come I am the God who knows all... I so love you my son that above all this, I gave you free will, I am leaving you the choice... to open your door for me or not. Will you let me enter, my son? _________________________________________________ 10:03 pm, March 24, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2015

Details | Sonnet | |

Sonnet of Space and Time

I savor my precious, quantum bliss; the vibration of the strings, echo Heaven’s kiss. In parallel worlds, are parallel lives; With them, I can identify. I’ve passed through, many walls of stone; through countless lives, I have roamed. I’ve tasted every experience, I found, that some, I still lament. A molecular epiphany, I have received. My life’s frustration, is appeased. Pure energy, is what we are and we can visit, every star. Quantum souls are limitless; join me and pursue your bliss.

Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2015

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On Becoming Enlightened

As Christmas draws near I contemplate my faith.
Jesus spent many years away, yet no one knows
For sure why, or where, or how, but destiny's lure.
When he happened upon meeting the teachers
Who would guide his steps with the knowledge
Needed in guiding ours, he was anointed with
Sacred oils and the perfect time for his return
To teach the yearning masses was revealed.
He taught in parables to be better understood
So that even the youngest children could grasp
The lesson, and so his words would be spread
By many as he knew his earth time was short.
Even the least of non-believers lives by these
Teachings, though they may never realize it.

Simple truths, compassion for others, kindness
To animals, love’s consideration for humanity,
Helping the helpless in reaching out to strangers.
These have been manifested inside our DNA
To help the broken souls who need help most.
Faith instills courage, yields strength, and endows
Peace that helps to conquer the greatest of fears.
It is among one of the most blessed gifts taught,
Along with forgiveness, to be honored and revered.
As this winter season has been chosen to honor
His blessed birth, I also deign to honor his teachers.
If you visualize their light in others of all races, creeds,
And faiths, you are on the true path of enlightenment.

"Blessed birth and destined death are both divine."


December 8, 2015
For the contest "Any Poem"
Sponsor Broken Wings


Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2015

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There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door like an old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

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The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Tanka | |

LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2013

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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013

Details | Alliteration | |

THE LAST DAYS

The days seem to go by so fast. there is a void in the air, the birds have lost their vibrant beat, the ocean has lost its luster, the soil feels solid and dry.
 
My soul feels as if it has left my body before my death, my dreams haunt my day, the tears stain my steps, my doctor says that it is depression, I say that it is reality, I am intoxicated by society,I am numb by perscriptions.
 
Why do I feel so isolated within myself? is there no one in my painfully tight shoes? can anyone understand my pain? can anyone melt in my sorrows? why am I this way? why is the world so cruel? why can't I be normal?
 
Wait! I am normal, what am I saying, I know now, the veil has been lifted, humanity is my enemy, the sins that drip from their sweat, the dread that follows their shadows, their souls of black, their intentions of greed pull a shade across their eyes.
 
They are destined for doom, they will not be saved, they will not find salvation, they belittle me, they curse me, they shame me, but they are right about one thing, I am different, unlike them, I will be saved in the last days.

Copyright © stephanie hanvey | Year Posted 2013

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It's Never Too Late

His lifeboat drifted aimless; scorching days and chill of night,
with no hope of rescue within his dizzying, blurred sight.

Hunger gripped his belly in long piercing pangs.
Deprived; life giving liquid, his body, now was drained.

 He'd heard stories of both, the devil and Jesus man.
Simply disregarding them; he never took a stand.

"God help me"; empty words repeated in desperation.
No manna dropped from heaven, nor miracle hydration.

Feeling shunned by the one, he called upon the other,
" I'd give my soul for a crumb and a thimble of fresh water."

Parting the curtain of fog, stretched an ancient taloned hand.
"Give yourself to me, and I'll gladly meet your demands."

The devil's seductive voice; at first music to his ears.
We'll feast on souls of nonbelievers, and drink their desperate tears.

Beckoning him from port side, slowly starboard his head turned.
The devil's real, then so is Jesus; his latest lesson learned.

Squeezing his last drop of strength, he managed to his knees.
Through blood stained lips, the sinners prayer; "Father, forgive me, please."

These dying words, barely uttered, he stood at heaven's gate.
My God is a merciful God... Repent... It's never too late.... 

Copyright © Arlene Smith | Year Posted 2014

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The Final Battle


I look up from the valley and I see the mountaintop. Up where the air is clearer and gentle breezes never stop. Where the eagle’s nest can be seen in a mighty cypress tree God’s awesome splendor is waiting there for all the world to see. In an effort to get closer to the one who made it all I will climb the lofty mountain and listen for His call. And when His call is heard and His orders are made clear I will join His mighty army as the final battle nears. The evil one will also gather all his minions here And the battle that will follow will make nations disappear. For all the blood that’s shed will, like a river, flow And the valley will not be the same as the valley that we know. The righteousness of God will certainly prevail And Satan’s wicked army shall ultimately fail. So if you want to be there to see how it comes out Let destiny lead you and there will be no doubt. Written By John Posey 01/11/13

Copyright © John Posey | Year Posted 2013

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A Diamond In The Rough

The flower still stood in the midst of the storm;
its petals still fresh and divinely clasped together.

The winds and rains couldn't stop buds to blossom,
though being in a hostile weather.

It was a plant brought down from the heavens by divinity,
to proof the existence of manifestation of invisible invincibility.

We all have the flower deep within;
it is waiting to glow like the Sun.....


 

Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2014

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FAITH IS A POWERFUL THING

FAITH IS A POWERFUL THING Faceless fears. Trials. they seize and drain whence one let them sink . . . Across our path are stormy hills and mountains that blocks. Interest should kindle one to stand as one must avoid being buried alive to sharp nails. Always wanting to escape, an angel's arm herald as a saviour, possibly to render an ounce of relief. . . Inked and embedded in my life are lots of struggles. Some moments then, I almost gone to losing my battle and sanity as even the persons I am holding onto seems to be blind and deaf. Persecuted without even some questions on hows and whys. Only I heard are nightmare words that seems even 'til now when they fly by to my remembrance, tears do flood eating my thoughts and freezing every muscle fiber, I have. Reasons I recall, some I understand but some I don't. Fueling me to search for something I need to hold onto. Unheard and Unseen but I so believe in one God above all Locking my thoughts as my life's key to His breathing words Trusting Him with my mind, my heart, my soul and my strength. I, Huntress not anymore of finding answers but rather in again redeeming myself to survive and handing all to Him. Nothing compares to His starlit immediate response to my prayers guaranteeing me firstfruit hope and the best blessings! _________________________ © 02:21 pm. January 09, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2015

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Forever Radiant




Radiant hymn's   of morning sun
of Godly words   O' how I run
to and fro
I traipse in search
in love I rest
still      my spirit yearns  

I will sing of the Lord's great love
forever...
forever..
forever...

I hear the call    upon the hill
in shallow breath    my heart lie still
O' trial O' fear
I march ahead
I call my king
on Zion's perch

I will sing of the Lord's great love
forever...
forever..
forever...


To proclaim    everlasting     the prize
onward and bestowed to rise
O' anointed one
I march ahead
in love I rest
each day of toil   

I will sing of the Lord's great love
I will sing
forever..
forever...

forever... 

O' how I bear   in my heart
in completion   just    to be a part
with sinful flesh
my spirit cries
I call my King
to shun desire

I will sing of the Lord's great truth
I shall sing forever
forever...
forever...
forever...

Amen......

_______________________________




Contest-Larry Cohen's Masterpiece 'HALLELUJAH.'




Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2013

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Faith Is A Powerful Thing-

Faith is a powerful thing,
asking for absolute trust.
It allows you to believe 
that you are not all alone,
here in the shadow of death.

In times of persecution,
some souls have little else.

And yet it’s unshakeable.

Praying perpetuates hope,
opening your heart to God.
When you first feel Him enter,
everything in life changes.
Routine tasks take new meaning,
filling existence with purpose.
Until then you felt empty,
languishing in misery.

The love between you and God,
has only strengthened your faith.
It’s His love that sustains you,
not the words of those that say
God is nothing more than myth.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

Details | Terza Rima | |

Our Cosmic Existence

Our Cosmic Existence

We think what we know but the key confusion is always there,
When we ponder situations or events that have such high import,
And what we're used to dealing with daily at times on a mere dare.

In this cosmic realm what we don’t know we must try to purport, 
Significant because of the infinite nature of deep dark outer space, 
Which points toward an existential dichotomy of a most special sort.
 
Our knowledge of what we don’t know is of such an infinite pace, 
Confounding whole the mortal complexity of a cosmic coldness,
And defying our very consciousness in the monotony of dark space.
 
We must confront our cosmic existence with such confident boldness,
While calculating what we know and don’t—without any hint of fear,
And seek a God-given azimuth beyond this aura of a fearful coldness. 

Our cosmic existence lies in God’s light beyond this darkness and fear,
Meaning we must reach out beyond our mortal state in an aura of grace,
With our thoughts, our hearts, and our feelings so God can make all clear.

We can pursue this ethereal challenge now living in our human race,
While realizing we must reach out with God’s help to find this light,
And prepare one day for our mortal transition beyond to God’s place.

Our cosmic existence then is the two-way effort that we must get right,
As we seek out and find our way to Him spiritually beyond our short life;
Confident in our trek through a pathless land toward eternity into the light.

Gary Bateman and Ingrid Krukenberg-Bateman – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (May 1, 2015) (Terza Rima)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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FINDING GOD



In deep of woods, I sink into pain’s hell
As footsteps grind heavily on lowland calm,
Where a staring raven cannot foretell,
How near or far I'll be from sorrow’s harm.

While flickers of light descend on relay
Hovering on leaves, grim hues still prevail,
Yet, breaths endure the sting from evening’s play
Till clouds devour my gray doubts, I begin to wail.

And as I droop wearily in bent form,
This lifeline succumbs to uncertainty,
That beads of prayer dissolve before dawn
Compounding all fears beneath the wise tree.

Somehow, a dove climbs on my lap, to show
How the moon rises as new flowers glide;
While Heaven awaits starlight's afterglow
Enshrining this moment where peace abides.


.............................
Gail Doyle's Finding God Contest
8/7/2014

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2014

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Reality's Angel

I am Reality’s angel resting on the broad shoulders of discovery the truth feeds darkness and engulfs its target ideas and concepts in turn become meaningless to you there is a creator of all things He is just and patient many still have fallen into the masses of shadow wrapped in their own filthy idols of philosophy I have seen grown men fall like rose petals and weaklings rise into unjust leaders forever the follower of furtive evil dominating only to remain inferior the most important answers lie in the unseen regions where no sense can fully give assurance the mind that so many unreasonably twist and turn grows weary because of the distance it must take and truth be told the distance is not what frustrates it is knowing we are seeking something far that could very possibly not exist, that our minds can twist into theoretical, idealistic nonsense it is knowing all we really think we know is meaningless and yes—even a lie all that has been written thus far rests under my wings under the warmth in which you refuse to feel can you believe in me— though I am completely unseen? how much more difficult would it be to see Him?

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013

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We are Soul

We are Soul 
Please believe me 
Just relax and you will feel me 
Whispering to you in your dreams 
I am you and you are me 
Always together for eternity 
We are one 
Can't you see? 
Always forever never apart 
Living and loving right from the start 
Come let us run for tomorrow awaits 
Waking is so very hard to take 
You know me in your sleep 
But you forget me when you rise 
Please believe in me 
Just realize 

Copyright © Colin James Platt | Year Posted 2014

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Gratitude

The Lord is good
	His kindness endures forever
	And His faithfulness, to all generations

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2014

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Love is over and over


Eternal God was with us
Is with us
Over and over
His love is
Providing for us
Watching us
Forgiving us
Over and over
His love is
In every sense
An undying love
If we believe in this love
It will save us from our sins
Bring us to everlasting life
Heal us from our brokenness
And hardness of heart

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2014

Details | Haiku | |

Deep Understanding

Learn to Listen
	We must have Wisdom or Understanding
	Must have Patience and Tolerance

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2014

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Values At Top Rate








               
                       --Your Persona, Captures Elegance,
                           Your Heart, Values At Top Rate,
                          Your Soul, Priceless, GODS LOve--

Copyright © Carma Reed | Year Posted 2012

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Climbing Levels Of Spiritual Enlightenment

learning from the past turning the dark into light grasping a lesson from our Father climbing levels of enlightenment The Almighty presents us with lessons each and everyday it is our job to acknowledge the lessons and grow from them Although presented in different ways we all go through the same lessons in life I call it "climbing levels of spiritual enlightenment" if you grasp the lesson presented and live by that lesson you will begin your climb if you fail to live by that lesson you will tumble back down over and over hence the lessons will be presented to you once again until you achieve them The lessons are not always pleasant as the flesh cries out in pain as I climb and fall throughout my life the agony is soon replace with delight a little pain to receive a blessing from our King What appears to be a failure or a loss with no way out is simply a hidden blessing , a gift from our King...... It's time to start climbing!!! lets grow strong..........

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010

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Heart of Eternal Beauty

Heart of Eternal Beauty

A flame burns in the heart of eternal beauty
As one doorway opens calling out to the future
Consuming deeply your love smoking very hot 
Faith upon this earth burns through these veins 
Hope knows no bounds or earthly limitations
Stand with me now love on the seventh wave 
As you rise to the highest peaks of true eternity 
So graciously kneeling with the knowledge of
An intoxicating and priceless cosmic jewel 
Chained inside a bond kissing heaven above 
As links hold our emotions in a circle of light 
As gifted feelings combine together to unite 
Our hearts and souls in God’s precious light

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (July 27, 2015) (Verse)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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God of Light

God of Light

I awaken 
In the dark of night,
And face my lord
The God of Light

Who guides me 
Thru the haze of pain,
And takes on him
My guilt and shame

My comfort 
As he takes my hand,
And shows me
How to rise and stand

Sinless, blameless
Once again,
Because He chose 
To call me friend

A wretched man
Though I may be,
He offers fellowship
To me

I lay no claim
To being just,
He gives me grace
In trade for trust

Impossible 
For any man,
Without the mercy
Of “I Am”

The song of God 
Is in my ear,
Calming each
And every fear

He sings 
His weary child to sleep
This loving shepherd
To his sheep

Protected from
All earthly harm
As I slumber 
In his arms

No longer frightened
By the night
My father
Is the God of Light

Copyright © Brian Wallace | Year Posted 2013

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His Hand

His hand is offered to all freely In hope that His hand will restore tranquility Spiritual feasts for famished families Are graciously provided by His hand For His hand delivers peace Harmony prevails When His hand works wonders Delighted are those who accept His hand While families suffer torture in Iraq His hand brushes tears away Yet brutal insurgents refuse His hand Lacking compassion, meaningless to them is His hand And when we face our final sunset His hand will carry us to eternal life Gates of heaven will open wide To all who have accepted His hand
*Written August 31, 2014

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014

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GOD'S SPIRITUAL STIMULUS PLAN

President Barak Obama has an economic stimulus plan 
to move the nation out of this financial quicksand
with foreclosures and jobs lost the situation is depressing
over $700 billion to get us out of this recession

but I know that all my help comes from the Lord
and God won't let me write a check that I cannot afford
the God who made Heaven and Earth has never let me down
the God who created me won't let me financially drown
He is my source, He is my strength, He is my right hand
and since money is not the god I serve I trust in His stimulus plan

for I know my God is able to keep food on my table
I know my God will always come through whenever a bill is overdue
I know my God is up to the task to give me all that I ask
God's spiritual stimulus plan is my daily bread
infused with His promises that keep me spirit-fed

and no matter how dire my circumstance
I turn to God and He extends me a branch
for greater is He who is in me than what is in this world
and greater is what He has promised me than anything from man I've heard
He suffered for me, He died for me, His blood was on the cross
there's nothing He won't do for me so I won't suffer anymore loss
the joy of the Lord is now in my hands
my God's spiritual stimulus plan

and even when my back's against the wall
the God I serve won't let me fall
and even if my 401K has diminished
the God I serve will replenish
and even if my stock portfolio tanks
the God I serve has a full spiritual bank
exceedingly, abundantly and above all
the God I serve will answer my call
in all things, in anything and in everything
there's nothing that my God cannot change
my God is able and on His word I do stand
trusting in Him to revive me with His spiritual stimulus plan

Copyright © louise nelson | Year Posted 2009