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Details | Didactic | |

Emergent

How can one man find
More faith in a crevasse of Siula Grande,
Than most will ever know,
Sitting beneath a pulpit on Sunday?

Dulling the truth to grow the census,
Merchants and cowards comfort the carnal ear.
Marketing Christ’s love without his conviction,
Left willful in sin with nothing to fear.

In half doctrines and custom alter calls,
Prostituting the truth with all forms of prosperity.
Akin to seeding hookers in the chambers of Heaven.
Deceived to death twice by hand and blasphemy.

Feeding wolves from among your own flocks.
In the banquets of ancient mystics and bride Blavatsky,
Word of Faith gorging on their mammon,
Left choking in an insatiable eternity.

A culture’s blue concessions are gone, 
Giving more choices leaving Paul’s letters unread.
No church discipline or discernment left,
Testaments of burning flesh that once bled.

Refusing to submit to be broken.
Fading old blessings from past obedience.
Confusing favor with common grace,
Hypocrisy’s retribution birthed decadence.

Millions claiming the found life of the few,
In every eulogy and requiem,
Lukewarm afterthoughts of the Son,
Losing everything by never knowing him.

Despising the light of the living truth,
Lobotomizing guilt with the scalpel of ignorance.
Finding solace in the darkness of mystery.
Death marches infectious rainbows of tolerance.

Redefining roles and covenants in hemorrhaging lies
Under the pretense of the modern states,
Illusions of enlightenment killing somatic slaves.
Relativism’s heart courting the things he hates.

Enticed by the delusions of utopias,
Bound in the fables of autonomy.
Throats upon The two-edged sword,
In this American tragedy
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12.04.14

This poem attempts to capture the Fundamentalist view on certain issues with other movements within Christianity.  Also, the man in the crevasse, chose a different kind of faith than you may have assumed.


Details | ABC | |

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 light a 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 .


Details | Free verse | |

My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


Details | Free verse | |

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. 


Details | Rhyme | |

A Soul Awakened

She is the muse to her own sorrow; She is the digger of her grave. She is the painter of her ocean view and every fatal wave. She is the shadow of her Father; She is the darkness in your sight. She is the night without the stars surrounding pale moonlight. She is the music with no words; She is sweet love without the reason. She is your dreamer with submission cold by warmth with every season. She is your pet with cold intentions; She is your baby scared and shaken. She is the bold and pure- the lost and found, She is a soul awakened.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Hammer

Who can hear, the mornings call?
The dead dove's body, as it des fall.
Who can see through, the dead man's eyes?
As the burning sun, falls from the skies.

What once was new, has now become old,
What once was alive, has now become cold,
What you believed, was worth a lot,
Is burnt to ashes, in the melting pot.

Let's start again, I hear them say,
Let's start again, another day,
Let's make again, what we made before,
Spill more blood, on the kitchen floor,
Lift the cross, up on the hill,
Load the guns, to fight and kill.

Fight and slaughter, till there's non one left,
Till your mind is empty, your heart is deaf,
You thought that, I was a soldier too,
You thought that I said, I love you,
But I tell you now, and I tell it true,
The angles of heaven, and the angels of hell,
Are riding now, to the ring of deaths bell.

What you thought, was silver and gold,
Are ashes and dust, on the open road,
What you knew was good, what you knew was true,
The hot sun has dried, like the morning dew,
The very memory, of hope and despair,
Is lost in the hole, of your soul laid bare.

The empty hole, behind the clouds,
The music and the laughing crowds,
Are dead and gone, have faded away,
As a new sun rises, on a bright new day,
I tell you now, and I tell you true,
As the hammer of me hits the anvil of you


Details | Free verse | |

War Mentality

They come from a different era
where patriotism is a just cause
they would fight for the true blue
never mind who was right or wrong

they stood staunch and egos proud
their chest out, backs straight and chins up
they come from an old style of thinking
I fight today as my father and grandfather did too.

fighting for an eye for an eye tooth for a tooth
I will die to serve my country even if its a lie
if you try to invade our land
we will come and conquer you

we are defenders of the truth
but the old timers forget
and the young ones have a narrow point of view
there was a time when the immigrants were Irish, Italians and jews

racism was rampant and that hasn't changed
Christians today still preach
'Jesus is savior they say repent your evil ways
pushing their rhetoric just like the roman empire did

amazingly America seems to be doing the same
history seems to repeat itself time and time again
war, religion, oil and what we perceive  as freedom
we invade again and again and call it defending democracy

yet the intelligence comes from spies and other governments
because they have shared interests in different types of policy
they all carefully choose their words
because one slip of the lip could trigger war as it has happened before

todays war on terrorism is a campaign designed  to instill pain 
and un-trust to drain our resources from us 
And our leader claimed up front this is not a religious war
yet he paraphrases from the bible we'll get those evil doers

you see bush fooled our religious leaders too.
he used their belief in Jesus he tricked 'em all just to get their vote
he claims he's a born again Christian and this Christians embraced him holly
but then one day bush spoke to Jesus and asked what to do with Iraq

Jesus responded Invade that country
Now dont get me wrong Jesus was not about war 
he taught of peace, love and compassion
however his message has been twisted and turned over time 

and history shows the hands of Christian religious leaders are always bloody
because they twist the truth to control dictatorship is always the goal
Bush had been plaining war before a judge handed him the seat
on his first day he signed a bill into law prevent any criminal charges against him



Details | Narrative | |

The Old Rugged Cross Suffered The Worlds Greatest Loss

 

My favorite of songs is The Old Rugged Cross.
   The most tragic of days was the worlds’ greatest loss.
For sinners that day were all given their chance.
   His Father in heaven could not even bear to look not even one glance.
Forgive them He prayed as His life’s blood ran down to the ground.
   Can you picture Him there wearing that thorny old crown?
On that hill so far away, sad but precious memories were made.
    Born of a virgin mother in the tomb He was laid.
Death could not hold Him, death would not last.
    Three days in that tomb, so long ago, death too it would pass.
He arose and was seen by many it was said.
    Our Savior arose from the grave and no longer was dead.
As He gave His final words to His apostles and friends.
    He ascended to the clouds but they knew they would see Him again.
He made us a promise He would rule once again.
     I feel that day is coming we’re reaching the end.
The prophecies that abound.
     With each new day they seem to be coming unwound.
Are you ready my friend for the Millennium Reign?
     Are have you sunk to wearing the mark worn by Cain?
Sacrifices my friend we all have to do.
    Just look at Jesus and the sacrifice He made, was made just for you .
So on that hill so far away I kneel at the thought.
    With His precious blood my cleansing was bought.
And what have we learned, or did He die just for nought?
    I look to Jesus and His love I have sought.
He must come first in all that we do.
    And when the day comes you’ll see I speak true.
                       


Details | Epic | |

raised from the dead

three women with points on their licenses to the tomb of Jesus they ventured
as they had a love for our Savior that was totally uncensored
they were told that the Roman soldiers over His tomb were standing guard
but they had a need to consecrate His body that compelled them to do their part
it was risky and unreasonable in the minds of most
but man's reasoning has no value when it comes to our Heavenly Host
to do the impossible that is what they desired
and with the power of the Holy Spirit they were then inspired
to walk by faith and not by sight guided by God's spiritual light

and when those women got to the tomb they then discovered 
that the sepulcher of Jesus was now uncovered
no Roman soldiers were in sight 
just an Angel of God wearing raiment snow white
"fear not" the Angel said, for the prophecy has been fulfilled
the Messiah  Jesus has risen from the dead for it is God's will
the mighty stone had been rolled away
it was a bold godly display

do you know that God will roll away any stone that impedes your life?
as He rolled away the stone at the tomb of His beloved Son Jesus the Christ
to be raised from the death of corruption and sin
restored, renewed, revived and born again
raised up from societal barriers of destruction
now a new creation in Christ's gospel production
the Lord desires that we live abundantly
and to walk with the power of His authority
so never forget the sacrifice and the blood that was shed
when Jesus the Christ by the hand of God was raised from the dead


Details | Couplet | |

The Spirital Womb

The tragedy of a Miracle started today
Our Lord’s brutalized body passed away 

Of all the tragedies in the history of man
This is one I try to grasp, but never can

For some reason I find it impossible to see
We crucified the greatest man in our history

Through all of the gain and all of the loss
It was a predestined coin man had to toss

I wonder how Pilot must have felt that day
He washed cowards hands in a cowardly way

Beaten and tortured, his skin ripped to shreds
As a thorny crown dug holes into Jesus’ head

While nailed to the cross he had one final goal
Through the mercy of love he saved another soul

He saved that soul and then our Lord Jesus died
Can you imagine the countless tears that were cried?

As we all know Jesus' body was placed into a tomb
To my minds eye it was no less than a spiritual womb 

And from inside that womb salvation was born
For the tomb was found empty come Sunday morn

This is not how the story ends it is only how it starts
The Lord now lives up inside each one of our hearts

Even those lost in Prison, the ones like I used to be
Can turn to the Lord and then they will be set free

Freedom is a thing that I think we all strive to find
It is etched in our heart and engraved in our mind

I was locked up in a cell nestled tightly away
Facing several years that I would have to pay

Up inside of that cell I made my own decree
A true miracle was taking place inside of me

I was a very evil man and I was so proud to show it
In the wink of an eye I was transformed into a Poet

I learned there is only one way to truly be free
Ask of the Lord, “ Jesus please come unto me”

And just as the Lord Jesus Christ rose up out of his tomb
We can all live with-in the comfort of his spiritual womb





Details | Senryu | |

The Judgment seat

every man must stand                                                                                             some kneel first time before God                                                                              sadly the last time


Details | Lyric | |

THE NIGHT JESUS SAVED HER

November 27, still fresh in my mind. It was the year 1997, and the night my daughter died. Her daddy came home drunk that night, she had a cold and was laying in her crib. When she started to cry, I feared the worst, and worst did happen, and I was left all alone. Jesus saved her that night, from the pain and the suffering, but I was left without my daughter, and nobody to show me love. A tiny little baby, only four weeks old, did not have the chance to say "Good Bye!" She was so innocent, and knew of no faults. Just a small little soul, had no chance in this life. This year I will not be celebrating Hallow's Eve, this was her birthday, and the day I was happy my daughter came into my life. November 27th, was the day that she died, but it was also my birthday, and the day I wished I had died. Her daddy was sentenced to life in prison, no parole, and no chance of escape. My daughter will not be spending no holidays with me, and I will never hear "Happy Mother's Day, Mommy. I love you so much!" My birthday used to be special to me at one time, but to me it is only a dreaded memory of the death of my little angel. Jesus will show her daddy no mercy, cause an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth. With arms wide open, I run to the Lord, He feels my pain and He feels my sorrow. The flashbacks still haunt me of that dreary night, but I must learn to manage and learn to cope. My daughter may be dead within my mind, but in my heart, my daughter always lives.


Details | Narrative | |

Don't let death be a four letter word

 

What do we do when we know our life is nearly through?
   Do we get mad and throw a fit, what good would that do?
Or do we push everyone away with nothing more to say/
   Or do we turn to God and thank Him for giving us this final day?
We all know from that first day how life as we know it must someday end.
   What if this were not all there is, would you then be willing to listen my friend?
What if we knew there were certain other places we must attend?
    The Bible speaks of heaven and also of a place called hell for those who 
choose to sin.
The good part in the bible tells how even the sinners can be forgiven.
    It tells us by repenting and claiming Jesus as our Savior we still can enter in.
Is death our final captor, well I sure pray it’s not for me.
    There is but one way to know and not many are in a hurry to see.
I just pray death is not a four letter word for that’s not where I wish to be.
   No I choose to walk in the light of my Savior for all eternity.
Not many know what day is their chosen day.
   And that is why we must turn to Jesus and follow in His ways.
So  don’t let death be a four letter word and make you afraid.
    That you repent all your sins and turn your life to Jesus is what I just prayed.
Death awaits us all behind every corner or maybe behind the next door.
   I just pray that we are all ready and someday we meet on Heavens Shore.
The Lord Keep Us Till Then.


Details | Verse | |

A Letter From Timmy

 

Hello mommie, just wanted to drop you a line,
And let you know that I’m doing real fine.
Mommie if I’d still been with you I would have been ten today,
But I understand sometimes things happen, and that’s okay.

There are really a lot of us like me here and Jesus says we are special to Him,
Did you know my name was suppose to be Tim?
Mommie, do you ever miss me?
I sure miss you and hope that someday each other we will both get to see.

Mommie, do I have any brothers or sisters, gosh I sure hope so.
Did you ever tell them about me, I sure hope they know?
Mommie, Jesus says you cry a lot because of what you did and you always seem so blue,
But He says you were real young and scared and didn’t know what else to do.

Mommie, He says I need to forgive you but I already had,
He just smiled and rubbed my head and said I know Timmy and I am very glad.
Mommie I don’t think I’ll send you this letter I’ll just put it with the rest that I wrote,
But mommie I do love you and with that I will close this note.

                                    Love Your Son, Timmy


Details | Narrative | |

To What Do We Owe Thee?

To what do we owe thee for the sacrifice of your son?
The shedding of His precious blood to show love for everyone.
The death of Christ was necessary to save us from our sin,
For the glory of our Heavenly Father, life and peace within.
The gift of salvation was our God's compassionate plan,
As He included all mankind from each and every land.
The emblem of the rugged cross was filled with suffering and shame,
But eternal life was God's purpose all in Jesus' name.
At first Jesus spoke not a word, as He hung there on the cross,
The propitiator for all our sins, so we would not be lost.
As the hour neared for Christ's death, He murmured a forgiving word,
He directed His wish and last request as He looked upon the Lord.
"Forgive them Father",  Jesus said,  "For they know not what they do",
Through pain and anguish, He stayed on the cross just to save me and you.
Jesus' mission was accomplished when He hung His head and died,
The nails driven in His hands and feet, two thieves hung by His side.
The victory of death was heartbreaking, and it seemed all hope was gone,
But now our Saviour Jesus Christ sits right hand on the throne.
What an awesome act of love, delivered with no charge or fee,
To God be the glory for all He's done, everlasting life is free!




Details | Munaajaat | |

Tell Me

I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done enough to him
What'd he ever do to you
He suffered his whole life
Suffered more than anyone deserved
Tell me, Tell me why you did it
I have a right to know

Why'd you let him born to them
Born to worthless parents
Parents who didn't care
They threw him away like garbage
Pawned him off on someone else
Tell me, Tell me why
Explain how you could do that

You gave him Polio
You let others treat him like disease
You took away the full use of his legs
You warped his hand and foot
Tell me, Explain to me why
I deserve to know

You let others think he was crazy
You let it go on for over year
You didn't stop it, Why
Tell me, Give me your reason
Answer me, Help me to understand

You go and make matters worse
You gave him Cancer
You didn't give him a chance to fight back
You just jerked him away from us
Tell me, Tell me how
How you could be so cruel

How can others not question you
When others do it, It's murder
But when it's by your hand
It's your will, Their fate
Tell me, What makes you so different
Your no better than the demons knocking at the door

You heard me beg and plead
You know I'm not afraid to die
I was willing to carry it all for him
I was willing to take my Daddy's place
You didn't even let me say Goodbye
Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't take his place
Answer me, you owe me that much



Sabrina Niday Hansel
~Niday40873~

(motif) Spiritual


Details | Verse | |

I'm Going Home

,

Lord thank you for this life,
As I have lived a full life,
It was not always as I would have like,
But I lived it to the best of what I could,
I’m going home; Home to the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been a long weary believer, 
As I’ve been away to long,
I now know what I’ve been searching for, 
As He's been there in me all along,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been and seen lots of places in life’s journey,
Now I yearn for familiar faces in familiar places,
I hear familiar voices calling me to come home, 
I see familiar faces looking at me,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
My time is near, the hour I know not,
I see Jesus' face across the Heaven’s,
I hear His soft sweet voice calling me home,
 I can’t wait for my real life to begin,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me.

By; Rev. Samuel and Esta Mack, OMS
Copyright 2011

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Details | Rhyme | |

Tender of Roses

Beloved, lovely roses: gift of God and lover’s flower,
Spread your colored petals and cradle tender showers.
While admiring the blossoms with their beauty to behold,
Ought we not to know the Tender of such lovely garden groves?

For He lovingly and thoughtfully wields His pruning shears
To cut away the stems of old for fuller future years.
He cultivates and feeds them. He attends them as a Father
Looking daily to their needs; so faithfully He waters.

From the dawn of morning dew until the setting sun arrays
Caring always for His own until that great appointed day…
When the Gardener comes to claim each one the earth held as its own.
He gently picks it at its peak and for His pleasure takes it home.

As God did one glorious morning, when the Perfect Rose had bloomed.
He rolled away the stone and met with Mary at the tomb.
There the sweetest Rose of Sharon rose that we die not alone.
But be gathered for a garden grove, surrounding heavens throne.


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


Details | Quatrain | |

THE MEANING OF EASTER

Chocolate bunnies and Easter eggs,
Fluffy chicks and lambs at play,
The spring of the year is a beautiful time,
And we celebrate as the time draws nigh,

To remember the reason for all our good cheer;
For now is the time The Resurrection draws near.
We celebrate Jesus who conquered the foe,
Of Sin and Death and delivered our souls,

Up from the abyss where we languished in wait,
Beneath the burden of unspeakable hate.
He marched into Hell and in triumph brought out,
All who are His and they came with a shout;

Victory is ours because Jesus lives,
He's salvaged our souls and He's cleansed and forgives,
All who will come to Him, on us He bestows,
A robe of His Righteousnesss as it was foretold!

We honor the Sacrifice made by Father and Son,
And we honor the love that redeemed us as one.
We celebrate the Victory won over our foe.
We celebrate Jesus, our Conquering Hero.


                                                             Judy Ball



"BUT I AM TELLING YOU THIS STRANGE AND WONDERFUL SECRET;
WE SHALL NOT ALL DIE, BUT WE SHALL ALL BE GIVEN NEW BODIES.
IT WILL ALL HAPPEN IN A MOMENT, IN THE TWINKLING OF AN EYE, WHEN THE TRUMPET IS BLOWN; FOR THERE WILL BE A TRUMPET BLAST FROM THE SKY AND ALL CHRISTIANS WHO HAVE DIED WILL COME ALIVE WITH NEW BODIES THAT WILL NEVER DIE.
AND THEN WE WHO ARE STILL ALIVE WILL SUDDENLY HAVE NEW BODIES TOO FOR OUR EARTHLY BODIES WE HAVE NOW THAT CAN DIE MUST BE TRANSFORMED INTO HEAVENLY BODIES THAT CAN NOT PERISH . WHEN THAT HAPPENS THEN AT LAST THIS SCRIPTURE WILL COME TRUE,"DEATH IS SWALLOWED UP IN VICTORY. O DEATH WHERE IS THY VICTORY? WHERE IS THY STING? FOR SIN, THE STING THAT CAUSES DEATH IS GONE AND THE LAW WHICH REVEALS OUR SIN WILL NO LONGER BE OUR JUDGE. HOW WE THANK GOD FOR ALL OF THIS. IT IS HE WHO MAKES US VICTORIOUS THROUGH JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD.
                           1Corinthians 15:51-58


For LindaMarie's Easter Inspirations Contest


Details | Verse | |

Spirituals and Drums

My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and it wasn't an option to be caught during the day
That's the same mentality Nat Turner had when he sang
Steal Away

They would follow the drinking gourd
so all were in accord to go north
The Gospel Train was coming
and at the end of the journey
was a fine reward
Freedom was coming
and it was a long time coming and
they walked until they heard freedom bells ringing
and I still hear their tired footsteps running

Thinking of My Darling Nelly Gray
Stolen from my arms a random September day
and eliminated our chances to run away together
No family ties, no love, no strength says the oppressor

Then I hear the drums beat in the darkness
giving me the hope of finally being free
Maybe I'll follow them this time on faith
on bended knee
There must be a place for me among the light
of this darkness
Among oppression, thieves, evil-doers
no thought on their conscience

Thank goodness for the safe houses that
supported our traveled distances
and for the conductors who bore witnesses
and may God have mercy on the souls who
were against this
and on those who chose to forget this sh@!

I still hear crying in quilts of safety 
because I know that the burden was heavy
to be at the mercy of nature and patrol men
catching run-away slaves for money
Some did it bare feet with freedom ahead of this
loved induced journey and they made it
So all that bull about how your life is hard
just stuff it in an envelope and save it



Details | Villanelle | |

Life Rages On

The sun dances above the clouds                                                                                   Though the sunsets with no regrets                                                                               Death comes but light is my shroud                                                   
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Be wise my son good night for now Joy in the morning light does not forget The sun dances above the clouds
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Good or bad both in the end do bow Though sadness fills your eyes so wet Death comes but light is my shroud
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Rejoice at my goodbye it is only for now Reunions are sweet it is like we never left The sun dances above the cloud
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Though my eyes dim and a voice not so loud Whispers of love do pass through the dark net Death comes but light is my shroud
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We will meet again among the crowd’s When morning has come after the sunset The sun dances above the clouds Death comes but light is my shroud


Details | Nonet | |

Before Death - After Life

           Before Death
With pain and sorrow, I share my bed
I cry to know that I am dead
Empty tears Forever shed
Eons of Eternity
The sins of passion
Lust and deceit
Can only
End in
Death
           After Life
Walking the rainbows, talking with GOD
God's Loving Heart, He shares with me
Destiny - Eternity
Eons of Forever
His Love, Light, Life: shines
Thank-YOU JESUS
GOD's Glory
LENORE
LIFE

Dedicated to Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

AUTHOR NOTE: Two concepts in one POEM
With the same Form I have several more in
Haiku, Senryu, Crystalline, and Quatern








Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Silent Lamb

The silent bell rings in the night,
Calling the devils to kneel to the light,
What once was, becomes no more,
As the light breaks through the open door.

What you think and what you feel,
What you saw and thought was real,
Is now only dust on the road,
The desolate remains of your ancient abode.

The new light is rising on the hill,
The new song is singing down in the well,
The new souls are dreaming of your face,
The new hearts are beating at you pace.

The old ideas and reasons you gave,
Are buried in the tomb and in the grave,
The rotting bone and flesh are gone,
In the morning dew, in the morning sun.

The light shines through the open door,
Casts no shadow on the old dirty floor,
The ancient laws of reason and might,
Crumble to dust in the morning light.

What once was real and certain as rock,
Is now the dream the baby forgot,
The new light coming to wake you my love,
The silent lamb and the flying dove.

more of my poems at :
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WHAT EASTER MEANS TO ME- Passion and Death Of Christ

As modern Christians, we overlook
the meaning and purpose of Good Friday,
when Christ was crucified on a dreary day...
to bear our sins on His shoulder.


From the Via Dolorosa to distant Golgotha
too heavy and painful was the wooden cross
He carried through the streets of Jerusalem
as people spitted on Him and laughed; 
and with deep sadness and pity:
Jesus told the weeping women...
not to cry for him but for their children. 
And one of them wiped the blood off
His pale face with a soft cloth... 
to comfort Him in His final hours.


The mocking and laughter continued at the gate,
as Simon of Cyrene was ordered to carry the cross
to Calvary and before nine o' clock...
Jesus faced an excruciating crucifixion
by the Romans soldiers who had
the sharpest nails for his hands and feet;
and Jesus words loudly spoken in the Temple echoed again
in that afternoon getting cloudy and dark,
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem, who murdered 
the Prophets..." But the wickedness of the crowds
was too extreme to understand their despicable deed.


And there crucified as an impostor,
He cried out to His Father, " Eli, Eli...lama sabachthani?"
There was no answer...only a deadening silence had prevailed.
But Jesus trusting in Him whispered," Father, into your  
hands I commit my spirit." And in saying so He expired. 
Soon after there was a powerful earthquake strong enough to shake
the Temple's foundations...day became night
as everyone ran downhill so terrified.
The astonished centurion, witnessing the horrifying event,  
exclaimed," Surely He was the Son of God!"


Like good Christians, we must remember the long and agonizing hours
of Christ passion and death...oh, how precious 
was the divine blood He spilled to redeem us!
And as He was resurrected, so we'll be resurrected  by the trumpets!


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Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


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By One Man

    		                         One man
       		                             Sin 
		                     Condemnation
	                         Through disobedience
                                       God's wrath
                                        Punishment			 
                                                                     All by Adam die	                              ---The cross---
       All in Jesus live
		                        Forgiveness 
		                         God's Love 
		                       Through faith 
		                       Reconciliation 
		                       Righteousness 
		                           One man 


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Three days Saved

It's been nine years, I have counted the tears-
  they have made trails of guilt
  worried into my heart 
  then filled with loneliness and bitter despair
but by your grace I have been shown...

For the first time, in these nine years, I have not wept
  nor held a vigil to honor our grief
though the loss still burns, this time it is transformed

Peace from your love still reaches through death
  and through your eternal love I am reborn
  
 It is Good Friday. 
When God took your spirit home
  and left me dying to know,
  how to love him for his sacrifice
  when he asked me to give up you?
How do I heal this death and rise with you in his arms?

Through your love I was born, and in your arms I grew
 and it has been your love the kept me whole
 that taught me how to be reborn
    for even though your body has gone
    your words lost in the wind and breath no more
The essence of grace and strength you lived
- it grows still in your daughter soul

My being and existence came from your womb
  my heart and mind shaped by your enlightenment
I have lived a life you gave me and for once
   I live it in pride to honor your sacrifice
your words giving me the guidance I'd lost nine years ago.

Alas, I've come to know, that as you died
  and went home with our Lord, you saved me from my death
not in your dying, my grief and love can attest,
    but in your living strength and loving example
       you showed me how to live a life
             open to our Father's gift

We knew it would not wait, but the parting was too fast.
I sat in thought three days before your sleep and asked,
"In three days time my savior died, I wonder hence
   what of my soul will rise with his?"

And now sitting Easter morning, 
  holding my sons candy-filled basket,
I realized Three days passed.

  He took you home Friday morn, but left me love,
that eternal love that never dies
whose comfort is unending

I honor your love by giving it to my children
         and Easter morning I felt your hug, your kiss, and knew 
                                 you have never left me
.
Though God took you home Mom
I know you have never left me
for as our Savior died and rose
you too still live in my heart, 
showing me proof our Father's blessings

    because you, my love, are my soul and all ready there
there fore I am strong enough to give this pain up 
       to honor his sacrifice and transcend,
           to be humbled by the grace and mercy
          that could forgive such lost lambs as I


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Are You Ready to Meet Jesus

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus? One day soon, there’ll be A meeting In the air! God’s people will gather, from everywhere! Jesus will return,, for you and me! He wants to take us all! For eternity! People will be there! Both young and old! Being with Jesus forever! On streets paved with gold! When he comes, no one knows! When he does, may we be ready to go! Live you life, as if He came right now! One day, before him, Every knee shall bow! May we live a Godly life, in everything! As we look forward to, the return of the king! By Jim Pemberton


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Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


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IT IS TIME TO MOVE IN RESURRECTION POWER

This is the time this is the hour It is time to move in resurrection power It is time to move away from the control of man It is time to run to the great I AM It is time to leave the past behind It is time to have a change of mind It is time it is time this is the hour It is time to move in resurrection power It is time to be caught in the Spirit you see This is the time for you and for me This is the time to see the Spirit move Where our flesh is no further use This is the time when all will change This is the time God will rearrange Everything that we thought was right We will see HIM move in power and might We will no longer sit in a church in a pew Do you see HIS Spirit move do you? Touching this one touching that Be caught in the Spirit that’s where it’s at It’s where our flesh is no further use Where there is freedom where there’s no abuse Where our eyes are opened where we can see all things That is what moving in the Spirit brings THIS IS THE TIME THIS IS THE HOUR IT’S TIME TO MOVE IN RESURRECTION POWER IN CHRIST WE SIT AT FATHERS RIGHT HAND ME AND YOU..DO YOU UNDERSTAND? From death to life by resurrection power Freed from our flesh renewed for this hour Being the person Father meant us to be Driven by His Spirit you and me Using His gifts walking in grace Showing His mercy seeking His face From death to life by resurrection power Freed from our flesh renewed for this hour WHEN JESUS ROSE AND TORE THE VEIL IT MADE THE WAY FOR US TO ENTER INTO GODS SPIRITUAL PLACE WE ARE MEANT TO BE HUMAN SPIRIT BEINGS WHERE WE ARE ABLE TO CONNECT SPIRIT TO SPIRIT HEART TO HEART WITH FATHER GOD.


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For You And Me

It  was  for you and me ,
That Jesus left His throne,
Bore the scourge and agony,
Shivered His flesh and bone,

It was for you and me,
He took the awry tour,
Towards the dreaded Calvary,
Summed His tortured  hours,

It was for you and me,
That Jesus bore the cross,
Paid the greatest penalty,
That death supposed be ours,

It was for you and me,
He wailed the gloomiest cry,
It was for you and me,
Jesus was nailed to die,

Oh, that you and I may see,
Our wickedness beyond measure,
Jesus to set us free,
In our stead bore the torture,

His love mysterious great,
Knocks  the door of all men's heart,
His mighty power recreates,
Renews our lives whole to restart,

It was for you and me,
When on the third day death sufficed,
The savior left His grave,
Victorious he arised,

He rose back to His throne,
Sitting by His Father's side,
Prepare! He's coming soon,
Today is to decide,


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No Room

 In the womb there was no room 
 for a babe to thrive and bloom. 

 By the will of God conceived, as 
 a regretful burden perceived 

 by a single mom who can't comprehend 
 generational blessings she's chosen to end. 

 Angry tears drip down. Who could care? 
 She feels so trapped, but the clinic is there. 

 "It's not human yet," "You'll feel relieved." 
 Each familiar-as-Hitler lie is believed. 

 As time elapses, the loss has begotten 
 trauma and shame that won't be forgotten. 

 In the womb there was no room. 
 The chamber of life became an empty tomb. 

     ------------------------

 In the inn there was no room
 for the babe in Mary's womb. 

 By the spirit of God conceived, 
 in a filthy manger received 

 to a virgin mother whose eyes behold 
 the very Savior the prophets foretold! 

 With joyful tears, she praises the Lord. 
 Though fearful, she chooses to trust His word, 

 believing her Jesus' blood sacrifice 
 would pardon her sin and give her new life. 

 His cruel death was mocked, but Jesus is risen 
 for generations of sinners, forever forgiven! 

 In the inn there was no room. 
 From the chamber of death, rose life from the tomb!


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BloodOfjesus

BloodOfJesus
Not the wine sacrament of the church not the grape juice that we use not the chalice cupp
not the rememberance not the ritual not the religion not the commandments of men. The
BloodOfJesus is the real blood that he shed on the Cross of Calvary the post of Jesus. ON
the Romans Internet it was www.JesusSaves.Com.Blood the Pointless Pilot smurffed the
action then went behind the bathroom tossed up all his cookies lost his function. The
COnstant searching of the Knights of the Rounded gave me pause seek becomes find King
Arthurs COmputor did not have the same wireless button on mine. Smile you are on CharlaX
Camera candid the price of life is death the death of GOD. GOing to a function and
remembering his sacrifce will never save you but the realization given to you from the
Holy Spirit to once and for all convince you that it is this Jesus Crucified in Jeruselum
His Holy City and cast out to SHED his blood on the tTtree of Golgotha the Hill of the
Skull it was a place of Death is where this new eternal life comes from. Drinking wine in
small amounts and breaking cracker crumbs will not save you but the shedding of the blood
of JESUS when he did this was over Two Thousands Year ago this Christmas. Not the formal
necktied meetings but the Beaten Dying Lord hangging dripping Blood the blood of Jesus.
What he said was WHEN WHEN WHEN you are DOING THIS (meant breaking bread at the meetings
and drinking the wine as the sacrificial remembrances) HE then said Remember ME ???
Meaning Jesus. www.shedbloodoncross.com on the older model Snail mail COmputors you wlll
not be able to see this. You now need INtel. This may seem humorus to you even fruitless
or breadless at least it is wineless but it may seem like sacrilegious but many people use
this internet the web is huge and they also need to be saved by the shed BloodOfJesus.


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WHY ARE WE HERE

Copyright © 2012 
12/17/2012 
(A Purpose So Clear) 

Like children we fear 
  In secret a somber tear 

Like learning to walk 
 Babies listen to talk 

And reach for a hand 
  To help them stand 

This too, we all must do 
  By HIS Hand made anew 


by: LP


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Emmanuel

A royal King was born, Emmanuel --
Down by His manger men and angels fell;
But he did not within a palace dwell,
Instead he came to save our souls from hell.

The years had passed and death was coming nigh;
He bore His cross while Mary softly cried:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.

A mother's tears no words could ever tell --
As one by one at Jesus' feet they fell:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.


~Listen to the music that these lyrics were written to at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcMaxo0OaZo


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Christ Child

In eternity past, the Father asks the Son to go down.
Having equal Love for humans the "Yes" comes fast.
When Creation leads to time, the world waits for 4 BC
Marking the start of the end of Satan's long rule at last.

Did Satan laugh at the poor setting for Jesus' birth here?
A cry in a cave for animals pierces the night, changing all.
Shepherds worship; later wise kings give precious gifts.
Mary and Joseph marvel, yet Herod's rage soon gives a call.

A call to leave quickly to Egypt where they'll live as refugees.
Sparing the Christ child a merciless death of those under three.
When Herod finally dies, Jesus' parents head back to Israel.
Still not fully safe from mad rule, Nazareth is their destiny.

Here the child will grow to be a man, following His parents rule.
Surprising the Pharisees with His wisdom at 12, at 30 riling them.
Preaching with authority, healing the incurable, loving the humble.
Women weep repenting at his feet; one's healed by touching his hem.

Zacchaeus risks going into a tree and finds Jesus' salvation so free.
Nicodemus comes at night to ask and ends amazed he's met God's Son
The Woman at the Well gets far more vital water than the usual kind.
And many healed can't but tell others of the miracle God has done.

The babe in the manger now stills the storm and his disciples believe
Even seeing the dead arise, like Lazarus in the tomb for four days.
Foretelling a greater rising coming but not before immense suffering.
The sword Mary was told would pierce her heart is soon on its way.

For most religious leaders cannot tolerate Jesus' lack of respect for them.
Calling them whitewashed tombs and pointing pride out to Pharisees.
Not endearing Himself with the establishment, but following God's way.
Knowing soon He'd be betrayed, arrested, tried and tortured brutally.

Still, he calmly feeds them body bread and blood wine in a final feast.
Tells them the Spirit comes, and prays they'd be one like Father and Son.
Heads to the Garden, prays to His Father for another way if possible.
Your will be done ends and the soldiers come and with Judas kiss it's done.

The most pure, innocent Man who's ever lived is now in hostile hands.
A trial by dark without witness or any rights – and off to Pontius Pilate.
Then Herod then back to Pilate whose wife dreamed Jesus was innocent.
But the people's cries to crucify win over – Jesus caught in intrigue's net.

The child of Bethlehem now hung on a Cross between two criminals.
The Light of the World by darkness and our sins is being slowly slain.
Feeling forsaken by God, but then "Into Your hands I commit my spirit."
Reunited and soon to show the world that this Child was no ordinary one.

Risen as Jesus predicted, for how can death conquer everlasting, perfect life?
From childhood to adult not one sin, not once yielding to Satan's temptations.
Proving we can have life eternal if we confess and believe in Jesus as our Savior.
Calling His followers in risen form to await the Spirit and share Christ to the nations


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The mustard seed

A mustard seed

Our savior told a story
In his usual way
He tried to make folk understand
As he did on many a day.
He said with voice all soft and calm
“What be it like? God’s heaven
What story can I use today
How can I tell you then?”

“It be like what happens then
When a mustard seed
Is planted there beneath the soil
It be so small indeed
“And yet” he said “once it be planted
So large the tree does grow
And spreads its branches all around
Gives shade where birds can go”

Our Lord, he used these stories
When he did talk to folk
And all that then could understand
They gained from words he spoke
He told folk naught without these stories
Yet to his twelve disciples
He explained then everything
To them he told it all.

2005





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Play with doves

After long day`s play
with doves ,they fly in the light
Let`s rest in the love


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What Easter Means To Me

~What Easter Means To me~ Passover is here once again Nisan fourteenth, but what do we gain Some have chocolate eggs, that's what they wait for. But what does it mean this date we adore. It is now called Easter, in our modern times But what is the story behind this old crime The death of Jesus although long ago foretold Was not to give eggs and bunnies to hold. The death of Jesus was to wipe out our sins The resurrection was to show a new way begins On the third day when Jesus arose The women were aghast that the tomb was not closed Two men in flashing clothes stood close on by The women were frightened and did not look high Why are you looking for the living amongst the dead? Jesus is not here, he is raised up instead. Jesus died a man, the prophecy now fulfilled But was raised as a King by his father, his heavenly Kingdom to build. He gave his life to fulfill the prophecy and pay the ransom price Right down to his coat being cast lots over with dice. He died to give us all a chance to live So think about this more when chocolate eggs you do give.
By Mandy Tams~GG~


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The Turning Ground

*    It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                               winter is past the sun                                                                                               does bring the warmth of dancer’s spring                                                                     love rises buds begun                                     *                                                                                                                              The scent of coming flowers sweeps                                                                             away death’s sway new life                                                                                            It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                             death lies untrue, no wife              *                                                                                                                                 It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                                 the flowers, birds do care                                                                                             as life does fly towards the sky                                                                                    the song of love we share                                                                                 *                                                                                                                                As newness flames the hearts of kin                                                                            She sleeps only no breath                                                                                               It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                                 but life steps forth, she weds


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Twice the Christ

I twice am Christ, self-loved and prized; 
Above the Earth, to lift -Arise! 
The Devil's deeds seem sweet indeed 
(By them, truly, am quite enticed!) 
A magic Martyr- now crucified, 
To my own great feigned dismay
A Crown of Horns; the King of Lies! 
(The Romans make such grand displays...) 
If but one of you would thus believe, 
Repeat the Gospel, and for me grieve
A lesson to learn should I not return:
There can be nothing that's good about being 
misunderstood-
You could be nailed the same as me!


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Jesus Paid the Sacrifice

Jesus Paid The Sacrifice! Jesus sacrificed his life for you and me! So we can be with him for all eternity! His life for ours… a ransom was paid IN FULL, This is why I I love HIM so! Upon his head were placed the crown of thorns, Enduring so much shame and scorn. The blood from his body as it began to flow! The pain inside his body, Began to grow! The nails placed in his feet and hands, The pain he went through is hard to understand. His life for ours, is what he gave! His life for ours… Is what he did trade! By Jim Pemberton


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The Robbery

Rob me of my purity,
But once again it's all my fault;
Fell into the trap of false promises
Because I pressed play instead of pause.


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The skaldic 2- death has an end

Their poetic justice *was blind
Resurrection's*arms reach for all Whosoever will*welcomes life to gain Love's bride*pain's end of harm no more at all * in awe section
Prose the penalty * for Death's end
beast prophet's false*satan the foe dragon devils*demons descend Lapping lake o'fire*burns to no end death hell grave dead*headlong tossed


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Happy Birthday, Baby

Happy Birthday, baby,
This is the first year you would be
Alive and happy
Dwelling here with me…

I would have taken care of you,
Before your early flight
But on that fridged morn
My daytime gave way to night 

I know that you’re with Jesus now
You’re not the one grieving any more
You have it made better than I could give
On that bright heavenly shore

You have a better birthday gift
Than I could ever give
You are walking now on streets of gold
Forever you will live

Some how that does not change the fact
About how I miss you so
But still I know I love you
This, I wanted you to know

Enjoy your birthday, now my child
Give Jesus a hug for me
Walk with Him, now let me know some how
That you still are thinking of me….

So happy birthday, baby
Though you are not a baby anymore
You have the best present anyone could give
By walking on that golden shore.


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The Stone

                            
 
 
Thank you God for our inscribed laws
you placed on a stone tablet
revealing yourself unto Moses 
that we may gain knowledge of our creator
and learn that only through you
shall we be set free from captivity
which has sentenced all to death due to sins
one that takes notice from that time to present
can see clearly that with man alone  
not even the first laws if one
 given can be followed
they act as if they are intoxicated staggering unable to focus and read
unaware of the left foot trying to lead one 
to stumble off the ledge
falling and tumbling into the pit
I thank you Lord for the courage
you instilled in David
as he picked out his stone
knowing that with your guidance he would defeat the giant
teaching us to fear not the one that can only harm the body,but come to know you
which is in control of body and soul
I thank you for your son Jesus
for through this covenant the laws from the stone tablet have been
 inscribed on hearts and minds
for none can escape their judgment
And for showing all to drop the stone from their hands that where so eager to throw and focus more on oneself, remembering we our all sentenced to death until we are reborn
giving wisdom of the battle is not of the seen but the unseen serpent that crawls in the dark
which has already been defeated
on that third day when the stone 
was rolled away
when all the labor pains of the world
was delivered unto a new existence
bringing forth guidance unto the narrow path
I am thankful you have shown me 
I was rolling a stone 

over the only one which could set me free 

crucifying Him daily in my heart 

preventing any connection to spark 

living in own desires blind to my surroundings 

How could I grow when the stone blocked out all light , leaving me to wonder in darkness 

I was a dead piece of wood 

which had been washed up from the sea 

trying to make since of this new land 

in search, to be ignited to glow 

For only by calling on the resurrection power of Jesus 

shall the stone be rolled away 

busting it into pieces from His word 

allowing the Lord to make himself known within  

now learning to crucify myself daily 

that I may bring glory to Jesus which saved me 

calling on the Lord to find dwelling in thy heart 

buring the oldself and being 

resurrected by His spirit 

building from the cornerstone once rejected 

in order to build within the Kingdom 
 
 
 
 


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Bo

You were a small surprise
The apple of many eyes
Joy and pain became your lot
The why, I'll never know
Three years was all you got
Bittersweet you lived Bo

Now Jesus has you rejoicing
   Running around his throne.
Mom and Dad will see you again, anticipating
  Praying and preparing

Ask Jesus to comfort their hearts....

Pray for the Story family they lost a small child to brain cancer this week.


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Ode rise of poetry death of the owl king part 2

Have no fellowship with unfruitful dark                                                                         black moors cold zephyr for now truth does spark                                                            a fire within the heart run far black dogs                                                                       truth defeats feeds seething flesh to the hogs                                                               Lord punishes high ones coven’s of death                                                                        trumpet of God host angels with one breath                                                                    though they all gather for the last battle                                                                       shiver satan for your own death rattles                                                                             it will not stand serpents cast into fire                                                                        Liars bewitch death’s end a molten mire                                                                           So beware their snares the child only sleeps                                                                     those who mutter and peep your sorceries keep                                                               as for me I know you have no keys so cry                                                                      my King cometh God’s Word upon his thigh           -     Based upon Erlking, Der Erlkönig and his supernatural death


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Our Life Is A Brief Moment In Time

Our Life Is For a Brief Moment In time!

This life we have is for a brief moment in time.
This applies to us, and all of mankind.

We need to take our time and make the best of it.
We should trust God to take the rest of it!

It was God who made man from dirt of the ground.
And gave his a beautiful creation all around!

He looks down from heaven.  What does he see?
A place that he made for us to spend eternity.

His son sacrificed his life, so we can be with him.
He won the victory!  Death couldn’t defeat him!

With the number of days that are available to us.
Jesus is here now and wants to be with us!

The days that we have can be time well spent.
When to Christ, we come and choose to repent!

He’s so wonderful and gives life a true meaning!
His mercy and salvation…  WE can be receiving!

Thanks be to God!  For his majesty above!
Please come, and touch us with your love!

This life we have can be touched from on high!
Jesus gives living water, which satisfies!

All praise be to Jesus!  Our wrongs can be forgiven!
He brings an abundance of life to the way we’re livin’!

May our time bring honor to HIS holy name!
With him as Lord…  Our life won’t be the same!

By Jim Pemberton   04/19/14


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One Lonely Tree

It weathered harsh storms

and grew to be very strong

but the day soon came

when life was taken from it    

so that Another would die   



One Lonely Tree  07/31/14


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Sandy Hook

Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.


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The Bridged Breach

A demised man without
Jesus is dead.
So also living soul without
Jesus.
Jesus manifested
for purposes,
What purposes?
The hopeless.                 
to receive hope,
To set the captives free,
Destroying forces 
Of darkness.
With thirty pieces;he
Manifested.
Dark forces defeated.
Our sins forgiven,sure
Access to the father.
Breach in Adamic time,
Put in oblivion by lasting
Bridge-
access granted.
His love is lasting.
The death of Jesus!
Lo He has resurrected!
He lives!


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I May Not Be Here Tomorrow

I May Not Be Here Tomorrow!

When tomorrow comes, I may not be here!
This life I have…  Could just disappear!

I may think of this world as my “sanctuary.”
But my life down here, is just temporary!

Life just passes me by, and goes by fast!
I can think of many things done in the past!

But the past is gone by…
  Tomorrow’s another day!
What am I going to do?  
What am I going to say?

I don’t know about the future,
 or what it may bring.
Life has it’s way of bringing 
good and bad things!

I’m going to look to Jesus and give him my trust!
Living daily for him...  
I shall try!  I must!

Jesus holds tomorrow in the palm of his hand!
Everything about me...  He already understands!

HE shall be here tomorrow!  Till the very end!
He’s somebody I can give my life to!  And depend!

I come to you Jesus! For comfort and delight!
I know that with you, everything will be alright!

Life may not turn out the way
 I expect it to be!
But Jesus will take care of it all! 
 Most assuredly!

By Jim Pemberton


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There's A Healing Jesus


There’s a healing Jesus!  
He’s alive today!
He’s here now!  And can take
 all sickness away!

There’s a loving Jesus!  
He can cleanse your soul!
He is more faithful, than 
you will every know!

There’s a merciful Jesus!  
He can change you within!
By his blood, you can know 
you’re born again!

There’s a powerful Jesus!
 He alone reigns supreme!
He’s the alpha and omega!  
And can do anything!

There’s a gracious Jesus! 
 He’s so loving and kind!
His dedication to us all, 
has stood the test of time!

Won’t you come to Jesus! 
 And receive him too?
He’s knocking at your heart’s door…  
Waiting for YOU!

Won’t you experience Jesus!  
And all he has to give!
He can make you a new person!  
Each day that you live!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Pastoral | |

The Last Hour of the Christ

I wear the crown of hatred
misunderstanding and despair upon my hair
upon my back a wooden cross I bare
I know not why I’m hated so
all the people seemed to love me just a week ago

my skin is cut from head to toe
from whips of leather by men who wish to see me die
I spoke the truth for all the people to understand
my words of truth where words to set man free
from degradation hate and hell to live in harmony
for the rest of history

I cured the sick and healed the blind
with the touch of my own hand
I’ve walked on water and walked on sand
to preach and bring my truth through out the land 

people came from all around 
and would sit for hours upon the ground
I once had twelve good men who followed me around
now there’s only eleven one man let me down

my words have been mistaken
my God he has forsaken 
for that my life they’re taken
I believe that I have failed 
as my hands and feet are nailed upon this wooden cross
as they raise me in the air
all their sins I know I must bare

I want to scream not fair not fair
I’m just a young man I only wanted to teach
there are so many more people that I wanted to reach
my age is only thirty three
I pray my God
that they the people will remember me

written by Dennis H. Davis 
This poem was written from the human aspect of Jesus Christ. I wrote this poem with no effort what so ever it was as though it was being told to me. I watched my hand move across the page with a purpose a message I believe Jesus wanted this poem written.


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Hidden

The innocent child still crying,
That you nailed up on your wall,
Her tears are freely flowing,
As the autumn leaves do fall.
The wind of time still blowing,
Across the lonely way,
As the soldiers march to battle,
On this bright and sunny day.
I couldn't get the words,
To leave my knotted throat,
I couldn't get my loved ones,
To leave the sinking boat.
I couldn't think the thoughts,
That could protect me from the light,
Couldn't see your beauty,
Hidden in my night.

And now the end is coming,
Riding on the wind,
To blow away illusions,
To blow up everything.

The riders horse is thunder,
The swords are flashing high,
As the angels of destruction 
Fall from the darken sky.

A million times I told you,
Whispered in your ear,
A million blessing hidden,
Behind the demons of your fears.

The innocent lamb is bleeding,
As the lightening flashes by,
The autumn leaves still falling,
From the sadness in your eye.

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Details | Ballad | |

Therion

Slayer of dreams and reality Bow down to his Therion Majesty Vowed to Be beyond Spiritual Supremacy, But too Frail, but too Weak, Were these words of The Transgressor of Our Argentine Destiny Reigned with Blood And with Blood You shall Fall Never denounce the ways of The Wicked For the Wicked you Have Become I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself Look beyond the Book, See the Truth lying there, Gagged and Hooked, Silence screaming to Be Free The Draconian Revelation Will Save thee The same Cold Pressure has erupt inside The Beast dwells in your Pride Dipped in Argentine and Insanity, Captivated by the touch Never looking beyond the Sin, For the Scene remains Empty I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself In your mind When the world Falls, Parodiso will open her halls But not for you, Inferno Cries out for you Forever Malaoda will Be your destiny I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself


Details | Free verse | |

A Prayer For Healing

Father,
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,
Amen.


Details | Imagism | |

Cleanse This House

God grant me 
The ability to have peace
In this house 
From the decease
Banish them all
For the rest of their days 
So I don't have to suffer 
From their evil ways 
I know I cant see em 
But I know their there
Cause i can feel their presence
In the still frigid air
They seem to match me 
Step for step 
Though I cant seem them
I feel their breath on my neck
In the midst of the dark
As i drift off to dream 
I'm startled stiff from the sound
Of demons when they scream
I sit straight up 
And am frozen in place 
I try to cover up 
As i wipe the sweat from my face 
Hear my cries oh lord 
Our god of mercy 
Protect this house and my soul 
From that which that which tries to 
hurt me
Come into this house 
And stake your claim
Evil and demons be gone 
Hallowed be thy name 


Details | Rhyme | |

Good Friday

Silently we file into the church,
Well knowing what the end will be.
Before we wend our sad way home,
He will have died in agony.

Crucify Him. Crucify Him.
All the wicked people call.
They chose to save a common thief
While sinless Jesus took the fall.

Our pastor reads the message 
As we wipe silent tears.
We can hear them through the ages
Those ugly, hate filled jeers.

And then there is a thunder crack
And all around goes dark
Despair and gloom fills every heart.
Our world has lost its spark.

As penance for that travesty,
So many souls have cried.
It was the darkest night of all,
The night all goodness died.


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Sin Always Has A Price


As people are encouraged to “indulge within...”
They often become caught and trapped in sin!

Far too often, there’s an enticement to “fantasize.”
Of the many temptations flashed before the eyes!

There’s a problem, too often misunderstood!
Life doesn’t happen, like many think it should!

What’s often acted out and too often displayed…
Comes from a ruined life, that’s been betrayed!

One can easily find perversion of many kinds.
This can easily “overwhelm” someone’s mind!

I know that it’s easy to be “trapped and snared.”
It can leave one feeling 
alone and scared!

That which you may have craved,
 for some kind of fulfillment.
Has left you empty!  With no real enjoyment!

It’s easy to fall into bondage!  Difficult to get out!
Victory in Jesus is what his power is all about!

Won’t you call on him now?  
And let his love “soak through?”
He brings true meaning in the words; “I LOVE YOU!”

His love is not in some kind of cheap entertainment!
Only he can bring true peace and contentment!

You don’t need to spend money on the life he brings!
He is God!  And doesn’t need to use earthly things!

Sin has a price!  It seeks to have your eternal soul!
Only the blood of Jesus can make you complete and whole!

The gift of salvation is from Jesus!  And is freely given!
He alone has the power to change
 how you’re livin’!

By Jim Pemberton


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What Am I


I am tender and moist,
Yet, I came from dry ground.
Though in sight there was death
There was life in my sound!
There is no beauty in me
That one would lust
I was plucked out in my prime
As those of unjust!

Despised and rejected,
I’ve tasted sorrow and grief.
Some did embraced me
While others clung to disbelief!
 I was taken from a prison,
As a lamb to the slaughter!
I uttered not a word,
I was given vinegar, not water!

Anger came after me
What followed was peace
Uprooted in suffering,
So all could increase!
Spit on like trash,
 whipped in the center of town!
Thirty-nine lashes,
I wore thorns as a crown!

People were longing,
for me to show up.
Yet, when I arrived
hate did erupt!
They couldn't see me,
For who I really was.
They didn't understand,
that love was my cause!

So I walked to my death,
In the midst of an on looking crowd!
As so many cheered on,
While very few wept aloud!
Nailed to a tree,
And mocked by some soldiers!
I gave up the ghost,
On the mount made of boulders!

As my blood poured out,
And my body grew weary!
 I gave you my life,
Yet, I’ve been called a theory!
One day all will know,
That I Am, that I AM,
And I came as man
I'm the Passover Lamb!

I did this for you,
So you could be set free!
I had not one sin,
So I took yours upon me!
What does that make me?
Yes, I do have a title.
What am I?
To know this is crucial, indeed it is VITAL!



Stacey Brown/ Written 3-11-14
Contest by: Poet Destroyer A
Contest: What am I


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Nathan's Song

*Nathan's Song

Nathan loved to be playin' baseball
Talk with his friends everytime they'd call
He would rather be doing for others---any day.
Nathan loved the lake in the Summer,
Skiing in winter--one slope or other.
He was full of life and had an easy goin' way.

Nathan loved to eat Mexican food,
Jelly beans, when he was in the mood.
He would rather wear his flip-flops than shoes--everyday.
Nathan loved dogs and playin' guitar,
All kinds of music--he was a star!
His heart was full of love and he showed it every way.

You were my joy...You were my joy...
You were my joy...You were my boy.

Nathan loved to laugh and be funny,
His impish grin was on the money:
He dressed up like a 'Sugar Daddy' at school that day.
Nathan loved his family and friends
Especially one girl---to the end...
And his death was full of life by what he gave away.

Though he's gone from our presence, he walks with Jesus hand in hand
And now, up in Heaven, Jesus says, "Well Done, Nathan...

You are my joy...You are my joy...
You are my joy...You are my boy."

by Deborah Burch

For: PD's contest of sorrows and make you cry poem

*Note: Nathan was a senior in high school 6 years ago, the son of my BFF. He was killed in a MVA; his girlfriend was driving, ran a stop sign and a tractor trailer truck hit them broadside on Nathan's side of the car. The other 3 in the car lived...as did the driver of the truck...he had just talked to his mom on the cell phone--which was never found...I wrote this as a song and sang it for them as my gift...It doesn't end there:
Nathan was an organ donor. Many lives have been saved because Nathan donated all he had left to give--the gift of life. This year his Mom will get to meet the recipients and they intern meet her...She, with the Red Cross, hold Blood Drives each year in Memory of Nathan: 'One Love Blood Drive'...This poem is dedicated to Nathan, and to the awareness that we can all save lives...
Donate blood...and be an organ donor...be someone's joy. love,deb


Details | Free verse | |

A Stain

Each night she goes to bed in fear
Each night a prayer is prayed
For just one night of peaceful sleep
No visit to come her way
Still every night he enters in
He violates her soul
Abruptly leaves this child in fear
A wounded tattered girl
Until one day she’s had enough
His pain she can take no more
She goes to bed and waits for him
To end her broken world
With one wave she cuts away
The life he lives each day
Now in peace she sleeps each night
And all that’s left
A stain

Each day she prays for freedom
Each day she battles on
The day he promised to love and cherish
The day is now no more
With each day she faces fear
From the man she dearly loves
Leaves her in a battered mess
Scarred to face the world
Then came the day she had enough
The fear she could not take
Aimed a gun while in his sleep
One shot would seal his face
Her life is now free from fear
The world she can enjoy
Now in peace she sleeps each night
And all that’s left
A stain

These stories each are similar
The price each paid was death
Two people lived in daily fear
Now live in happiness
Some say the actions 
Of these ones 
Were drastic steps to take
The bible states 
Thou shalt not kill
But help was just too late
Think back the story
Of the cross
Where Jesus bled and died
He shed his blood 
To save each soul
For us he paid the price
Sounds like the death
Of these ones
At the hands of ones that feared
Was covered by the rugged cross
Where Jesus paid for sin
For God is love 
And each of us
He wants to live in peace
If you doubt 
Go to the cross
And you will find 
A stain


Details | Couplet | |

The Meaning of Christmas

The whole world loves to hear of the Babe who came to earth,
and will often pause to sigh at the wonder of his birth.

They marvel at the young Lad who sat in the temple that day,
astonishing the great teachers with the words he had to say.

They are pleased with Jesus turning water into wine,
healing all who came to him, feeding thousands at a time.

They see him walk on water, his power the waves to still,
his boldness, cleansing the temple, and it gives their hearts a thrill.

They hail him as a teacher and claim him as a prophet
but ignore the things he taught. Just what is it they all scoff at?

It is easy and safe to worship a tiny babe in a manger,
but the man hanging on a cross, to the world is but a stranger.

Is it birth or death we think of, when at Bethlehem our thoughts lie?
The real meaning of Christmas is that Jesus came to die.


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


Details | Quatrain | |

Going home

I sink into plushness
Of soft silky lushness
Of dreamy round clouds
Of angel veiled shrouds

I fly up to meet 
The Man in the street
The rich golden hue
Underneath my soft shoe

I fall down to find
The One of a kind
The Beauty within
The resplendent skin

I reach up to grasp
With deaths’ last gasp
The Hand held to me
As the Man sets me free


Details | Senryu | |

SCI-nighed

don't take the red or                                                                                                       blue pill  for they are laced                                                                                        poison not a cure


Details | Free verse | |

story of the meaning of life

the meaning of life was in love
that man's name was god
god rode the meaning of life's curtails
and recieved everything the meaning of life had sewn

the devil, someone else who loved the meaning of life
did not like this
he said shouldn't the meaning of life reap what he has sewn
so we can be healthy and happy
and not suffer

God knew someone was onto him
he knew jesus and the meaning of life were close
so he crucified jesus and blamed the meaning of life
then left him in the wake of disaster to go on his way of riding the meaning of life's curtails

the meaning of life then began to ask gabrielle to trade him places
he asked for death everyday
something that never came
just self loathing and hardship for not understanding what had just occurred in his life
the meaning of life would not understand such things

as fate would have it gabrielle keeping notes knew destiny would one day take place
someone else who loved the meaning of life would have the merciless killer
of the meaning of life's friend jesus to fall for him head over heals
and the devil waited for that day
the day to redeem himself as the true love of the meaning of life
so existance would not have to suffer needlessly of terror confusion hunger and disease

the meaning of life confused of the whole scenario saw two devils
and could not see through the previous lies of his ex lover- god
the devil cried and waited knowing one day he would be the true saviour to put things back 
to right

the meaning of life a gullible obsessive compulsive riddle walking in circles mastermining 
world peace and wishing death upon himself.....this is the curse of our world turning into hell

if i ever see him again i'm gonna help him out
tired of being tortured and plajerised and used and lied to
gabrielle counted throughout the days the times the meaning of life wished death upon 
himself
knowing one day the lies of this liar would be discovered
and he would play a part in this holy justice

god himself crucified jesus in an attempt to assassinate the meaning of life
so he would be worshipped and live a lie for an eternity
and the devil cried for the weeping of jesus

the transformation of the planet about to occur
the confusion of what we never knew and didn't know
of angels walking in circles in heaven being punished in a healing way
rowing the turbines that power heaven

suicidal,the meaning of life asked god to end his existance not the devil
the truth surfaces


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom

The yellow lines just inches away, 
I collapse right before it, deep into insanity.
Not knowing how or when I’ll wake up from the death-inducing coma.
Shackles on my ankles, bounding me to the cement jail of choices.

“Freedom! ” I cry, 
Not knowing I have limited time to be granted that demand.
Realizing I've forgotten the roots of life.

“Freedom! ” I cry once again being tortured by the demons eating at my soul.
Ten minutes left, until death has won me over.

“Freedom! ” Reaching for the only thing in sight, the book given to me years ago.

“Freedom! ” Five minutes until disappearance into the soul dimension.
The crinkled pages sputter dust while being opened.
The old book full of odd adventures, true adventures nevertheless.
Water-stained pages full of life, 
Waiting to be taken of their oxygen.

I flip through it one last time, 
Hoping to save the lost cause that is I.

“Freedom! ” I whisper.
The time is nigh.

The end of its usage is almost through, one last time before its entirety will be thrown down.
From “In the beginning”, down to the giving of Grace, the book’s life is over.
As if it goes with me.

“Freedom! ” I scream out in joy.
Looking above in the bright light, 
Grasping at the yellow line, 
The finish line, 
Where Heaven meets Earth.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Creation, Curse and Promise

Since eternity past God the Father Son & Holy Spirit dwelled in unity and sweet fellowship.
Then Three-In-One decided to make a marvelous universe with an earth for life to dwell.
Creating an amazing array of creatures was the easy part – the risk was on the last made.
For unlike other creatures, man & woman were made in God's likeness with a Spirit.

That Spirit communicated with God, and harmony reigned as earth was well cared for.
Freedom to do was great – limited by but one tree that the humans were not to ear from.
At that tree, Satan disguised himself as an innocent snake and asked the woman questions.
Did God really say don't eat from this tree?  Well, that's to keep you from becoming like Him.

Look its fruit is beautiful and one bite and you'll know what God does and be Jehovah's equal.
Eve was confused, for this didn't sound like what Adam said God told her, but wouldn't it be grand.
If God is so good, why would he keep this secret from us of being able to be like Him – is He jealous?
The firm, juicy fruit was indeed delicious, and she quickly called Adam to taste, which soon he did.

A small act? Every war, family problem, anger, hatred, lie, killing, stealing, rape, abuse came herefrom.
The beauty of God's creation was now marred with sin that affected every part with death and decay.
God graciously gave Adam & Eve animal skins for no longer would they live in Eden's perfect climate.
From now on there would be sweat for the food they ate and exceedingly great pain during childbirth.
Even their firstborn would murder their second, starting the cycle of revenge and killing that's ongoing.

Yet God also made a promise that one would come who would crush Satan's head while being bruised.
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God" clues us in to who.
For God's Son Himself would come to teach, heal and offer His life on a Cross to destroy our death curse.
Our sins He would bear and in rising He's seal the promise of eternal life, so great we Jesus' love for us.

For Jesus the cost was unbelievably high, and for us the reward is incredibly great – if we but accept.
Accept that I am a sinner, I've done wrong and need God's forgiveness to live with His perfection.
Accept that Jesus can do what I cannot – change my heart, make my Spirit alive to forever live with God.
This being GOD, the promise of heaven and new earth is sure, though pain lies in between.  Choose now.

For GOD and all creation cry out – this is what life is meant for – to know and love One's Maker.
As humans we live eternally with or apart from God, and His great desire is that we choose with.
But just as an earthly Father cannot force true love, nor does our Heavenly Father – He waits.
Though He made all and knows beginning from end, he waits and yearns that we receive His love.

Then love and be loved by Jesus in life's harshness & delight, sharing that love with other lost children
To work in harmony with the One who made us, makes life new again as our spirit is filled with new life.
There can be dry days when we don't feel His presence, and others so full that we want to shout for joy.
The fact is Our Father GOD, our Savior Jesus, the Holy Spirit, are always with us and never will leave us. Amen.


Details | Rhyme | |

Who Am I Where Am I Going

Who Am I? Where Is My Life Going? Who am I? Where is my life going? Have I turned the “wrong” direction? Without knowing? It almost seems like yesterday that I was a young man. The adversities I faced... I was determined to withstand. But as I’m growing older, and my body is achin.’ It seems like many of my goals in life have been forsaken. What have ! accomplished all of these years? As the end of my life is drawing ever so near… If I gained everything in this world. But my soul is lost… Have I done my best for God? Whatever the cost? During these past few days, it’s becoming clear to me. There is a God who really does love me! I’ve started reading his word. And have heard his voice. It was he that first loved me. I was HIS choice! He has a plan for my life and one purpose in mind. And shall always be with me… Till the end of time! Whatever time I have left… And each day that is spent… I come to Jesus now and I humbly repent! Whatever direction I am now going is a blessing indeed. For God now directs me and supplies my every need! I don’t have to questions my goals, ambitions or dreams. I am enjoying a new life. That only Jesus brings! Christ is my everything! The answer to my every prayer! My life is now kept in HIS tender mercy and care! By Jim Pemberton 10/30/11


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The Real Question

There's a story in the Bible that is told about the day,
A certain man named Lazarus at the edge of death lay.
Now Jesus could have healed, His friend then and there,
But great was the miracle that He would later share.

So great was their rejoicing, when Lazarus arose,
And we can see the reason, for the path Jesus chose.
Since Jesus knew the plan, there while Lazarus slept,
Why then in the middle does it say that, "Jesus wept?"

Supping with disciples gathered in the upper room,
Jesus knew the future, that held a cross and tomb.
He could have healed His friends, from the stain of sin,
But great was the victory, that over death He'd win.

So great was their rejoicing when Jesus then arose,
And we can see the reason for the path that He chose.
Since Jesus knew the plan, and before Pilate stood,
Why there in the Garden did He sweat drops of blood?

Hanging on that cross, as He was just about to die,
Lonely and forsaken, He would ask His Father why.
Did He know the ending, from before it all began,
Was He really God, or maybe just a common man?

Many are the questions, friend, facing you and I,
How are we to know, what's truth or what the lie?
Religions try to ease the mind, some try to deceive,
We must make a choice, just what do we believe?

The Bible says that Jesus left a Glorious Throne on High,
To save the world He loved so much, to come and even die.
The chasm wide of sin and death, His Love must truly span,
His flowing Blood was that of God, His heart that of a man.

Just like Lazarus's story, there's more than meets the eye,
The sweat drops in the Garden, a scene for you and I.
To "let this cup pass from me", or do the Father's Will,
Is the real question, and it stands before us still.


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I Want to Be Where Jesus Is

I Want to Be Where Jesus Is!

Where Jesus is,
 I want to be with him
I’ll honor HIM because
I love him!
 
Into his direction
 I shall go…
His word in my life,
 I must daily know.

What he says to me,
 I must carefully listen,
His will for my life,
 I don’t want to be missin’.

His love for me…
I want to receive,
His abundant life is what
 I aim to achieve.

Thank you Jesus for 
helping me to see…
I need much more of you, 
and a lot less of me!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Alliteration | |

The Skaldic 1- death has an end

Bound by the unchained*the brave Scald                                                                Behold though pain*knows sacrifice                                                                          waters hot falls*desires run cold                                                                                     a thrust through awl*thrice the hellish hound                                                     
Poe with poem*pen the ode scold
Destines rhyme chimes *road ends for death wail flail crux impels*Prince of Life Logic of death's* dawns self -destruct Had they had breath*would not design


Details | Free verse | |

Storm

Nothing but a waste
you’re just a reckless disgrace
too much power
for a deceiver

It's not right
I see light
It's not near enough
for me to go 

It's my choice
so don't you treat me like a play toy
I'm not yours
to control

Cause I will storm in after you
If you take her far away from me
And I will storm in after you
If you take her to the grave with thee

You take our race for granted
and you're highly overrated
you're always taking
my friends

It's not right
I see light
It's not near enough 
for me to go

It's our choice
so don't you treat us like we're play toys
we're not yours
to control

I will storm in after you
If you take them far away from me
And I will storm in after you
If you try and take them to the grave


Details | Quatrain | |

Walk into the light

As from darkness turned to the light                                                                           now dwelling in what is made right                                                                            Steps must be made you as He harkens                                                                        turned to the light As from darkness *                                                                                                                        Walking into the day fears are conquered                                                                        a fearful sight how bright so much stronger                                                                More fearful is shivering in the cold way                                                                    Fears are conquered walking into the day           *                                                                                                                                   It is forever alone a line is drawn                                                                                    A choice that is yours as the pain suffers on                                                                 with blackened wings death comes to each his own                                                          A line is drawn it is forever alone *                                                                                                                          Unless you embrace true love you must stay                                                                  as in darkness blinded by satan’s dismay                                                                        or walk into Jesus and fly like the dove                                                                        You must stay unless you embrace true love


Details | Blank verse | |

Risen

When I was near death,
Though my mind was unaware,
It was then He had resurrected me.

When I died in another lifetime
Though such memories were soon forgotten,
It was then He gave me a rebirthing. 

When I die someday, yet again,
It will be then He reveals all my memories
Which were once many times left behind and forgotten.


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Frank

Frank
A man of God, and a friend to many
Heart of gold, shining so radiantly
Lovin life, his family and friends
Frank had a joy that no soul could deny

Always ready with a joke to make a sad soul smile
Always ready, if needed, to pray a while
Loving others, but loving Jesus most of all
Frank served his Jesus and gave his all

A doctor visit revealing stage three cancer
A whole life, now changing forever
Every day presenting new challenges
Franks beloved bride, sharing with him the peaks and valleys
God said it was now time to go

We grieve the loss of his presence, but this one thing we know
Frank is in heaven, without any more pain
Learning that to die and be with Christ, is truly gain
He is worshipping his Savior now, for all eternity!


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IT'S MY RESURRECTION TOO

two women both named Mary in the spirit of love, courage and care
went to the tomb where Jesus was laid but did not find Him there
it was the fulfillment of the prophecy that Jesus Himself said
that after three days He would arise His resurrection from the dead
an angel of the Lord was waiting there wearing raiment white as snow
It told both women to "fear not" for Jesus had to go
It said go and tell the Disciples all of Jesus' men
to go to Galilee where they would see Him again

it was a transformation, it was a cosmic victory for life
the resurrection of our Savior our Lord Jesus the Christ
but that would not be the end of this biblical story
as it's my resurrection too and I give God all the glory
on a Friday that day when Jesus was crucified
on a Friday high on a cross for my sins He died

we live in a society where the fear of living is abound
and many welcome death which seems to be all around
people are scared to live life and death is romanticized
for it is much harder to live than it is to die
but it"s my resurrection too, it's my affirmation of life
it's my resurrection too, as I also arose with Christ

Jesus came to make life justified and fair
but those in powerful positions did not want Him there
it's not that much different than what President Obama is trying to do
where those in powerful places want to get rid of him too

for us to be like Jesus who came to give us abundant life
for us to be like Jesus, the Word, the Son, the Gospel, the Christ
to overcome hatred and promote unconditional love
to overcome death and be resurrected by the power of His blood
it's my resurrection too it's my escape from a spiritual grave
it's my resurrection too for through Christ I've been saved


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Jesus Died for Everyone

Jesus Died For Everyone! Jesus died on the cross for you me! So we can be with him throughout eternity. His life for ours… A ransom was paid IN FULL! Through his shed blood, we’re made whole! Upon his head were placed the crown of thorns. Enduring so much ridicule and scorn. The blood from his body as it began to flow. His love for mankind clearly showed! Nails were placed through his feet and hands! The pain he went through, is hard to understand. His life for ours, is what he gave! A way to eternal life, in heaven, has been made! By Jim Pemberton


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For the Joy

“For the joy that was set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame.”

What joy was this? How could it be that on the cross…..during that excruciating time when his life was being snuffed out by the weight of our sins….He felt joy? Maybe as He hung there suspended between earth and heaven, as he blinked his eyes to clear them of blood…as he struggled to reposition himself for a brief moment to be able to breathe, he went back in time to the memory of the form bent at His feet. Instead of the blood trickling down his nail pierced feet, he felt again her tears falling on his feet like rain. Instead of the nails impaling him, he felt her hair gentling drying his feet, cleansing them with her gratitude. Maybe instead of the taste and smell of blood, for a brief moment he was enveloped again in the scent of that expensive perfume that she had poured out on his feet that had spoken with an eloquence about her depth of love in a language that had defied words.  The joy of saving Mary from the life she had lived is the same joy that He knew he would experience as He stood before all those whom his death would redeem from the clutches of hell and the evil one. Yes…the joy of seeing my face there before Him one day…my face…your face… is what made Him able to endure the cross. His heart was broken on the cross, but it will burst with joy when he hears all the saved singing His praises in a land made new. For THAT joy…for the joy of eternity… an eternity where there will be no more suffering, tears, or death…for the joy of seeing YOU, he endured the cross.


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There Shall Come A Great Tribulation

There Shall Come A Great Tribulation!

You’ll find In the Bible... 
In the book of Revelation.
One day... There shall come
 a great tribulation.

There shall be famine and war 
this world has never seen.
"Satan's fury" being poured 
out upon everything.

The Antichrist will appear 
as "the world leader."
"The man with all of the answers."  
"A great world healer."

People won't be able to buy or sell
 without a mark on their hand.
While corruption and wickedness 
prevails throughout the land.

Our only hope and answer during 
much chaos and anxiety.
Is Jesus.  In HIM we can 
have life abundantly!

This world shall one day 
perish and pass away.
 God's truth and his word are here to stay!

Come to Jesus now... 
He invites you to come.
Accept the gift of eternal life 
from God's precious son!

He's our only hope in this
 world which we live.
He is so patient and kind... 
willing to forgive.

Will your name be in God's 
book of life someday?
Are you ready to meet him on judgment day.

This world... or Jesus... the choice
 by you must be made.
The price for your soul... 
on Calvary... has been paid!

By Jim Pemberton


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Resurrection Days

(John 6: 39, 40  /  John 11: 24, 25, 26 – 44)


(Excerpts From Paradise – # 3 of 7)


Tombstones Were Rolled Away …
This – Is Resurrection Day!
And Butterflies and Rainbows Rise! …
… on Resurrection Day – On Resurrection Days!

See Teardrops Rolling Away …
This – Is Resurrection Day!
Shout To The Skies – In Joyful Cries!
This – Is Resurrection Day! … Resurrection Days!

This Is Resurrection Day!
These Are Resurrection Days!
Its What We Used To Pray …
And What The Son of GOD Says:

… Your Loved Ones – Smiles
Wake Up Bright Eyes!
Sweet Souls Survived
You Blessed Child

Unwrap GOD’s Gift Of Life Surprise
Exciting Display and Power – Prize …
of Resurrection Day – On Resurrection Days! …

Hear The Gentle Call of The Christ
In The Great New World of JAH’s
Where Sorrow Dies and No Room For Lies
Just Wise–Truth Set Us Free Replies

On Resurrection Day – On Resurrection Days!

* * * * * * *

See The Heavy Weight Rolled Away
No More Waiting and No Delay
HalleluJah Highs From Heaven’s Choirs!
And Earth-Size Tribes In Paradise
… Singing To Enter GOD’s Rest–Revived!

On Resurrection Day – On Resurrection Days
At Last On Resurrection Day ! …


                      Written & © :  9/9/2012

                           By:  The MoonBee
        (A Sweet Hope For My Readers To Be There)


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Suicide Is Not the Answer


Lately, I have noticed a very disturbing trend.
Many people wish for their life to end!

There are many circumstances
that bring this about.
Many feel "trapped in," and think
"there's no way out!"

I admit,...  I have been very
discouraging thoughts.
Sometimes, wondering, if I was dealt
"the wrong lot."

But just when I feel alone
and trapped within.
I think about Jesus! He's always
been my friend!

I've called to him more than a time or two...
When I didn't know
"what I was going to d."

When, to him, I cried out and pleaded...
He's given to me the hope
and direction I needed!

I recommend this same Jesus
to your life today!
Whatever your problem...
He has made a way!

An abundant assurance
Is what Jesusbrings!
He is an awesome God!
And can take care of everything!

Your problems are never too big
or small for him to take control.
He can bring healing to you!
And make your body whole!

He is what's needed! In this lost
and dying generation!
Won't you accept his mercy
and salvation???

By Jim Pemberton   2012





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Why

Two policemen fall,
Two heroes die;
A community mourns,
And we ask ourselves, why?

Why did these men,
So strong and so brave,
Have to lose their lives,
In such a tragic way?

Why was the gunman,
Filled with such hate?
What demons possessed him,
And sealed his fate?

Why were three families,
Thrust into mourning,
By senseless violence,
That came with no warning?

There isn't a good answer,
To the "whys" of all this.
The only explanation,
Is that evil exists.

And until the day,
That Jesus returns,
Evil will increase,
As God's love is spurned.

But when Jesus comes back,
And His Kingdom comes down,
He'll make all things new,
And His love will abound.

There'll be no more killing,
No more hatred or fear,
No more pain, no more heartache,
Only comfort and cheer.

This world's full of trouble;
It's sad but it's true.
So hold tightly to Jesus.
He'll carry you through.


Based on a true incident in our county in 2009.


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A blood theater

Long ago in the faraway epic                                                                                            the story teller speaks in septic                                                                                        Pertaining of seven deadly romances                                                                          with a gothic shakespearean dance                                                                                   wrath greed sloth pride lust envy gluttony  
the story tellers voice flexes with epiphany                                                                      as  lovers of wisdom shrieking turn a deaf ear                                                                   for searching of their own soul they fear                                                             Spiritually unprepared for the death lurking there                                                              let Jesus mortify them all now if not when  where                                                              For the least of the seven will drag you to hell                                                              you set in a theatre loving to be scared time will tell                 * -  -                                                                                               John beam for the In faraway contest by Giorgio V. - spiritual


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Abundant Touch

blood, sweat, and tears
nailed to a cross
crown full of thorns
your life was lost
for me, a worthless sinner
for me
a new beginning
I leave the past where it remains
I've been transformed
I've been restored
condemned no more
I wear the chains no more
I am free


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The tragic comic on his way to meet Jesus

the worldly folk armies of the twice enchanted for common tragedies                           reaping the pleasures of others that they can no longer enjoy singing goats songs                escaping to the hills of freedom while a coil of rope of undisclosed amount unravels behind the scape goat like the elusive gonzo hunter's infamous mumble as tumbling down a rabbit hole in search of self landing in a pool of sharks                                                 all have fallen short of thy glory as we Pierrots stage upon stage                                        the verismo or in contemplation committed the Pagliacci                                                with tears and laughter in your eyes where to find sanity in a mad mad world                      laughing at parodies of you own self will only last so long                                                like waking up to find the drink again with shaky hands                                                      for all have sinned on the way to meet Jesus                                                                     for He came to save the lost the friendly physician rejoicing more for one sheep found than the ninety-nine still on a more tragic note is the one who thinks he is not lost                     counting sheep to go to sleep to get passed the regrets of the day                                      awaking to chance wandering the world for another day                                                blinded by an unseen enemy who tells him he will be okay                                               then repeat the matter of his own comedy without hope                                                     without God in this world but there is hope for I was there                                              to find find power love and a sound mind a peace that surpasses all understanding             while working so hard to find the who am I                                                                  The good shepherd found me my greatest treasure                                                      may He find you the Lord Jesus is the gift to mankind                                                       when you find him it does not have to end in a tragic time


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Jesus

We all walk on a loose line that leads to debris

Silence 

Etched in the fabrication through the elapse in time,
The Lilley of the valley the bright & morning star/

The illumination in time through degrees of solace
A hand extends through the cosmic debris in circumstantial evidence;

Just to touch the very hem of his garment
Just to hear to pitter patter of soft sandeled feet...

~
A myraid chasm through a gulf fix in sight;

We all fall short in the midst of violation...
Having planted our seeds in its timely proclamation
A side was pierced for sorrow to be gained;
In times of want their is a clear change

In the violation of the innocent proned to bitter chains..
~

The hand to hold as you are told until the rights to you are sold;

Jesus in the garden pearls of sweat fallen down
Jesus in my heart while painting the town
Jesus after the rise in certain days to see
Jesus in the formidable way making sweet history
Jesus helping neighbor or the hero in disguise;
Jesus offering breakfast to his followers in disguise
Jesus who will pray in the tender hours of need
Jesus is in you & also in me!
~

Torn

With days in thought & delicate prayer with humble quest
A rest in view to its timely crest;
We each our given a choice regarding heaven & hell
Yet Jesus is the perfect gentleman who doesn't force himself on anyone

Through briars, asps & serpents layer...
Jesus
We all were born into the world & given a choice?
Repent for the days our cursed;
Don't live your lives in a fishbowl circling around year after year choose the fear
In sorrows quest the follow draws near in desolation filtered through a straw
A sore vex sway to take the time to bow the knee to pray
Some may even insist it ought not be that way yet who are they?

The liberal makes his or her heart fat on the worldly vices with false choices;
~

Through ages past as Abraham had grasped & Moses was exposed
Jesus
We watched on as you were ripped to shreads;
Your tender touch through eraser heads
In vile repute hence the opened door to explore...
Yet the past is the past & now is now
A heart saturated with truth thus in order to withstand the truest test in time
Elapsed fervor,

Bood soaked messenger exposed to the elements;
Jesus
Come into my heart I know I'm a sinner
I ask you to be my Lord & savior;
In Jesus name I pray,
Amen.

Now choose to celebrate your commitment with other believers in the fellowship;
Embrace the cross.
Amen


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That Day Christ Bled And Died

T
That Day Christ Bled and Died… I think about that day, Christ bled and died. And think about that day he was crucified! I think about the thorns placed upon his head. And think about the wounds that bled! I think about how he endured so much shame. For you and I, he took our sin and shame! I think about how an innocent man could do this? Our home in heaven, he didn’t want us to miss! I think about 3 days later, he arose from the grave! A way for salvation, has now been made! Hallelujah to Christ! God’s risen and holy son! Eternal life can be ours! The victory’s been won! Thanks be to Jesus! For being the sacrifice for sin! Because of his shed blood… We can be born again! Glory to God in the highest! How mighty is he! Because of Jesus! We can be set FREE! By Jim Pemberton


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EL NINO

this story told is twofold we begin                                                                                the ice storm of ninety-eight                                                                                          it was a big deal then but the trend                                                                                  the new is global warming debate                                                                                     There is one coming some day                                                                                         like the El Nino but it will be the last                                                                                 not how scientist say it will convey                                                                                  but the heaven and earth on fire the wrath                                                                  God is not willing any should perish in that storm                                                              but free will is given you have a choice                                                                             to listen to men or God but be warned                                                                              judge for yourself for me it is God's voice                                                                          for in the end man can not keep his own soul alive                                                            you may say all religions say that in as many words                                                           Do not believe me then ask God yourself for He only revives


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Dynamic Thoughts

"Never               is a thought more dynamic than
To                    think about surety of the grave
Forget              our death and mortuary man
The                  clay floor of the grave, walls that enslave
Permanent        place for flesh and bones and guest
Impermanence  though for the immortal 
Of                     the earth whose soul in Jesus professed
The                   simple truth Jesus came, lived, obeyed 
Grave"              where is your victory, death your sting

Beginning line Quote from Janet Frame's "At Evans Street"


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Diagnosis

Head spinning, breathless, bleakness,
All goes black, nauseousness, weakness,  
Get me to the infirmary,
Oh God, be merciful to me.

Sterile smells, white sheets, ugly tiles,
Little pricks of blood in viles,
There's a mistake; it cannot be,
Oh God, be merciful to me.

There's a time to fight and be still,
Get the insurance and find the will,
Don't fret; the Lord I soon shall see,
Oh God, be merciful to me.

*Dedicated to my sweet Aunt Sherry, who went on to be with the Lord last Sunday.


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Very Soon I'll Be WITH JESUS



Very Soon, I’ll Be With Jesus! I know my life on earth shall one day end… This body will turn back into dust again. I hope that in my life’s remaining days… I’ll be careful to give God glory and praise! I hope that with the opportunities given… I’ll walk in the joy of my sins being forgiven! I’m thankful that Jesus has shown to me… How much he really cares and loves me! If not for Jesus… Where I would be? He offered his body as a sacrifice for me! Because of what he’s done, I’m living today! He’ll be with me! Till the end of the way! When my life closes, and a new life begins… I’ll be with my savior, lord and friend! Thank you Jesus! As a new day starts! You’ve brought love and joy to my heart! By Jim Pemberton


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At Any Moment I Could Leave This Earth

At Any Moment…  I Could Leave This Earth!

At any moment, I could leave my earthly home!
When this happens, I won’t be alone!

At any moment, my life could come to an end.
When I leave, I won’t be taking any friends!

At any moment, eternity could come for me.
Then I’ll leave this world beneath me!

At the moment, when my life shall disappear.
I’ll be with my Lord.  This is so clear!

At this moment, when I meet my savior above.
I’ll have a new body as a gift of his love.

After the moment, when I depart
 into the life eternal.
God will find my name in the
 “book of life’s journal.”

I remember the moment when I invited Jesus in.
And asked him to forgive 
my every sin.

I remember the moment I received his salvation.
In Christ…  I was a brand new creation!

This moment with Jesus can be yours as well!
The choice is clear.  It’s heaven or hell!

Won’t you take a moment with him?  You can know!
Where in eternity God will place your soul.

This moment can be yours.  Jesus is talking!
He stands at your hearts door,
 patiently knocking!

By Jim Pemberton


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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas? Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Fords of Jordan

Your words justified your words condemn     				      their own blood they lay in wait by consent  				         of spiritual things not to entice with them                                                                          you know what you said Lord knows what you meant      											        For shallow attempts to lead you astray    				      with pretense made their own speech will betray        			     their rock is not our Rock beware leaven     				      true to thyself their own little deity    													    Their so as above is not heaven          					        no fear before their eyes brothers of impropriety                 			     they swallow the gravel of sinking sand        				 smooth talk took their hand as pebbles drowning 			                                                                                                                  Reaping the foaming shame of a dark land             				         all the while their deeds Jesus is frowning           			                      desperate wicked above all things hearts                                                                          how well you do in the swelling Jordan												                          speak truth in love repent be born again                                                                           divides asunder the soul and spirit   					        He being Truth knows how to set apart          				    make new hearts not of stone those that fear it 				     																


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easter 2014

I watched them drag him away
We all watched  as they dragged him  down the road
I was angry and sad
I couldn’t bear to look upon his bruised face
I remember him too well
He forgave me
I was termed an adulteress 
And was brought before him for judgment
But he shunned my accusers
And he gave me a second chance
And now I am helpless to help
I thought they would protest
They all loved him yesterday
But they wanted blood
 it was like a free show
I turned away, fell on my face and wept
I watched them flog him
I watched them bruise him
And I prayed
I prayed so fervently
That He would take the life of all of them
All of them who betrayed
All the soldiers that so eagerly whipped and mocked
My heart was bitter and heavy
I only prayed he won't suffer
But he suffered
 
Suffered from their betrayal
Suffered because they loved him no more
And as they put the crown of thorns on his head
I cried out
I stood there till he breathe his last breath
Watching him
And when he said "forgive them"
That was all I heard but I felt like he saw me
Through all the shouting and chanting
I felt like he saw only me
I felt like he was speaking to me and I turned away
I rent my clothes unbelieving of his love for these people
I felt the earth quake and heard the stories
I wept wondering what would be left of the earth
But somehow I knew he would come back

At first it was just grief
I refused to believe him dead
But then the rumors came
The messiah has risen
I thought it was the wicked that had come to taunt us
But I heard the story from John
About a free ticket  to heaven
And I took it without a second thought
He is the reason I sing
So let me celebrate Easter
Let me celebrate love, resurrection and grace


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what evil lurks in the shadow of religion

what followed Jesus while he traveled alone?
well... God the father yes, but following Jesus 
to corrupt him, to destroy him,to defeat him, 
was sin, was evil, was one who if seen
by any but followers, would cower at its evil,
and bow in fear of what MAY happen if they do not.
we see it every day, and shrug for we cannot see, 
see the darkness that crawls lurking through and under
the shadow of religion, the very shadow 
of what is Holy, is interpreted as on thing
and seen as another, seen as a whole other,
other worldly, outer existent, world.  
and though we believe in Him
we all walk in its shadow
for we are not the Bible, for we are not of Holy
made in His image, found all over in His realm
and outside His world. but still living 
in the shadow of religion
we exist, we live... but do we repent?
yes? no? speak only to Him
to relieve yourself of your earthly scars
to release all of the weight
speak only to Him, for we are
in the shadow of religion... His religion
why do we say we are Holy
when we know... completely that we are not?
we may belong to Him, but are we Him?
do not yell but no, He is us, He is what He is.
follow him and you will be free
do not say you are Him, for you are not...
you are not Him... continue to walk
on this path, belong to Him
but you can still walk in the shadow of religion
evil lurks here, so does darkness
but light is in this shadow, and no matter
what or where you are, the light in this shadow
is stronger than darkness, anywhere in this
follow his path, and finish off 
ascending to the kingdom, the kingdom of Heaven,
of mercy, of bliss, you have endured,
endured enough, belong to Him, in His kingdom
let light live, for you will be with him.


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The Creator Above

The creator above, 
you should love, 
The bad, the sad, 
the pain, the rainy days he gave
will be better, braver, 
most of all stronger

The creator above, 
you should love, 
The happy, the good, 
and the bright days he gave
will be weaker, 
when bad comes, 
but in time
will get stronger

The creator above, 
you should love, 
The people he took, 
it was the end of they're book, 
it was they're time
to fly above, with the angels. 
Its no goodbye, its a see you later.

The creator above, 
you should love, 
He is up there, 
he listens when your world turns gray, 
you just have to pray, 
it will come to brighter days.


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Why Do Christians Give Thanks?

why do Christians give thanks to the Lord Our God?
It's because we feel the need to reciprocate on our part
as Christians many think that we consider ourselves as being better
but all we're trying to do is follow God's commands to the letter
so what is it about Christians? are we that different than most?
what is it about Christians? do you think it's the Holy Ghost?

so why do Christians give thanks and what do they hope to gain?
we give thanks to Jesus the Christ so His death won't be in vain
not everyone who's in the church is there for the right reasons
some so-called Christians only attend church during the summer season
but a true Christian soldier, a true disciple of Christ 
attends church to praise, to worship and give honor for His life

we give thanks in gratitude for His death on the cross
It was the supreme sacrifice so our souls would not be lost
yet some people attend church with their own agendas
and it's not about sacrifice nor is it about surrender
for Godly gratitude isn't about the superficial things in life
It's about giving thanks for His blood sacrifice

I thank God for Jesus who died for my sins
I thank God for Jesus, my Savior, my Brother, my Friend
He was the greatest gift given to me as a guarantee for my salvation
the most perfect present I've ever received and I show my appreciation
I thank Him for His love which is not dependent on my worth
I thank Him for His grace which is sufficient here on earth

so why do Christians give thanks to the one called Jesus the Christ?
I know I give Him thanks for being the Redeemer of my life
unblemished, pure, holy, just and upright
the Prince of Peace, the Salt of the Earth, the Son, the Sacrifice
His blood that was shedded on Mount Calvary
paid the price for any sin that was inside of me
now cleansed of all unrighteousness, I've been washed from inside out
and that's why Christians give thanks without question, without doubt


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The Etymon

On the excursion of me where to start                                                                              discovery of self ended with broken heart                                                                          As a little word causing so much pain                                                                                to seek what is out there so much to gain                                                                         Similar to those around but not as profound                                                                      looking to others but guilt was my endless hound                                                              Not knowing they sought the same faults as I                                                                    if there was a word in pictionary it would be cry                                                                 Sad enough yet life said why die life found me                                                                   yet I was so wanting how would I ever break free                                                              Yet unkown to me I had a Father who left His thrown                                                      to live a perfect life to suffer bleed and died alone                                                            the Word found me bleeding dying I was not so atoned                                                      I put faith in you Jesus for it was never about me anyway                                                 by etymology it is all about you the truth the life the way


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homecoming

 
The old man sat drinking his morning brew.
    Wondering what in the world he was going to do.
His savings were gone due to paying doctors and such.
   He didn’t want to bother his kids, that would be asking too much.
Life had really turned sour, it had taken on such a hellish theme.
   It seems that when he closed his tired old eyes, it was only bad things he’d see 
in those dreams.
As he sipped on his coffee he closed his hands, He said Lord what has 
happened I once was a man.
   Lord please forgive me if I murmur a lot, You see I’m tired Sir, I’ve done all that I 
can.
The old man wasn’t foolish, nor overly proud, age was taking it’s toll and she 
wasn’t abundantly kind.
   The decisions he knew he must make, he knew he should do while he still 
was strong of mind.
He said Lord please I need Your guidance for these things I must do.
   He said I’ve always counted on You Lord You’ve always pulled me through.
Then he heard it the faint knock upon the door.
   He said come on in it’s open, then he heard the footsteps on the floor.
The voice he heard was so sweet as it beckoned him to his feet.
   He said I’ve come to take you home, there is someone you should meet.
And standing there behind the voice stood our Savior in his door.
   You’ve done your job, you’ve done it well, but now I need you more.
Thank You Father, the old man said as he placed his old hat upon his head.
   As he turned and looked there stood Jesus reading from His book, twas the old 
mans name which Jesus read.
He said you have been a good and faithful servant friend, so please enter in.
   The other part of the story was not the end, it’s just how this story begins.
                             Glory To The Lord


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No Doubt About It

"I am the way, the truth, and the life
No man cometh unto the Father, but by me."
Oh how Jesus would cause such strife,
But it's there in John 14:6 for all to see 

Seems pretty simple for one to hear 
For this can only be taken in just one way
As Jesus was always so intimately clear
In each word that He would ever say

"Unto the Father" you should also note
As it's God the Fathers Son whom He sent
Not being one to doubt in what John wrote 
Through grace I believe in knowing what is meant

He makes clear the point to say
"No one" as to the salvation from His atonement
For He said I am the Way, 
You now knowing how the rest of the verse went







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Depression a true story

while contemplating my sickness thought of taking matters into my own hands                  in a jealous drunken stupor I ran raised the sawed-off four-ten double barrel smacking my self in the head but before the moment of impact I saw a great light                                   in anger threw the gun as far as I could into the weeds of a potter's field                             for I was running between the main graveyard                                                                  the hours afterward are kind of black from drugs and drink                                               the next morning I think I called my uncle to take the rattle snake                                      I am not my own by the grace of the Lord Jesus I can tell                                               you this tell because of my sins running bound for hell                                                       but God said let it turn and I did but you see it took Him                                                   to turn me around with revelation from the great physician                                                like a tongue depressor your not depressed but being oppressed                                        by my own sins and a relentless enemy unseen                                                                I don't even like to or want to remember his name satan                                           notice that name is not capitalized nor will I                                                                      but whom the Son sets free is free indeed                                                                      in that day you will know the Truth today if you will hear                                              now with freely given love joy and righteousness                                                              I wait for the day of no more remembrance of the enemies name


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My Strength Renewed, My Rock

On the day of July nine 
In the year of ninety and six. 
Her heart was so pure and so fine 
But too weak for the surgeon to fix. 
Her eyes still shown bright as day 
But her frail body had wasted away 
Her smile as warm as the love 
That she gave through Jesus above 
She knew she would not pull through 
But not one moment of sadness or blue 
Did she cast to her loved ones there 
Who waited and prayed for her care 
The Day was the twelfth of July 
The hours ticked endlessly by 
Many friends and family too 
People I never knew 
Came to say their farewells 
To a sister who with Jesus now sails 
On a peaceful and gentle tide 
To ever abide at his side 
As the service came to a close 
And the time was as everyone knows 
To cover her body with earth 
Though her spirit had now a new birth 
From out of the crowd stepped a child 
Who's heart like her grandmother's  was mild 
She picked up a shovel and prayed 
As everyone stood there dismayed 
Some tried to keep her from her task 
She looked to her Grandpa with eyes that ask 
He said to those who had tried 
To stop this child at the side 
Of her grandmother's still open grave 
With shovel in hand and heart so brave 
Let her be was his reply 
She's strong enough I won't deny 
She then began her chosen task 
Permitted to do what her heart had ask 
Shovel by shovel and tear by tear 
Her respect paid true to a lady so dear 
At the tender young age of only ten
This little girl whose life has been 
Directed and sculpted by the events of that day 
And by the grandmother who taught her to pray 
Just ten precious years she shared with her here 
But forever in her heart her grandmother is near 
I am the mother of this brave little child 
And never has any heart been so mild 
The day was the twelfth of July 
And to my Mother I said good bye 
A new strength was shown to me that day 
In the child I had birthed and taught to play 
Grandmother's shoes are not easy to fill 
But with a heart of gold and the strength and will 
She to this day has been my best friend 
In absence of Mother my rock to the end 
Now twelve years later a woman full grown 
No longer here with me, elsewhere on her own 
No matter the distance in miles or in time 
She still fills the shoes of that Mother so fine 
And knowing her task will never be done 
She looks to the Heaven's, The Father, The Son 
But also she looks for a glimpse now and then 
From the Grandmother she knows will hold her again


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Today I Woke Up

Today when I AWOKE,
My house was filled with SMOKE.
I fell off my BED,
And bumped my HEAD!
Then I proceeded to cough and CHOKE,
 	I yelled to see if anyone else was AROUND!
I heard nothing, not even a SOUND.

I tried to stand, but I quickly fell back to the GROUND.
 I guess it was meant, for one to be low DOWN.
But it was getting harder to maneuver DOWN LOW.
I began thinking, about church YESTERDAY.

When the preacher felt compelled, and convicted, with me to PRAY!
He asked me? Have I been baptized, and quickly I said NO!
He asked, did I want to be baptized? I said I had to GO.
He said, what could be more important, than giving your life, to Jesus CHRIST!

He looked the preacher, in his eyes, 
Then said, 
I’m not ready, 
To give Jesus Christ, my whole LIFE!

The preacher said,
 Life 
Stands ALONE!

Our life, was never our OWN.
 Then he said,
 This is the service,
 To bring in the NEW YEAR!

Why not start it off right, help reach your PEERS?
He said!
 “Maybe tomorrow”, I will give my life, back to CHRIST.
The preacher said,
 “Maybe tomorrow”, your life might be too late to GIVE!
The boy said,
 Sarcastically “well if that’s the CASE,
I guess, it was never my life, to GIVE”!
 He then turned, to walk AWAY.
To hear the last words,
 He would hear the preacher SAY.

Tomorrow is a privilege, but never a MUST!
 Today is now here for all of US!

Yet, it is an honor today, we even have BREATH.
Tomorrow, may come where life as we know, it is now DEATH.

The smoke had now quickly filled the ROOM!
 Even in the midst of his DOOM.

A voice cried OUT!
“Please my son, take the stair ROUTE”!

But when he looked down the HALLWAY,
He quickly replied, “no not TODAY”!

 The voice REPLIED 

“My son, go now quickly, before it’s too late, and you DIE”!

But the boy said,
 But I see an exit over there,
 Which have no SMOKE.

Then he laughed and said “no not TODAY”

He then said, “Satan my life story, will not be your JOKE”!

Well he did go against will of the VOICE,
 “But not TODAY” was his final CHOICE!
Why put off tomorrow, what you could, and should do TODAY!




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Ending of the Circles

Lack of anarchy 
This generation knows none
It has lost all beliefs of the mothers and fathers before
These times are a godless time
That the scoundrels pray by and dance to with flames
Murderers are given empathy and the sick...  to many antidotes


I stood above the altar waiting for a cleric
But was ashamed of the men who held a cross and kiss to one another
Children dying for the touch of an adult yet their games are still adolescent
Blood spilled for the sole purpose of drinking in already a vein drought
I cried for the times to end but the seconds grew patient and the minutes live

Statues built in tyranny and now every country begs for violence and respect 
Lust at the tip of the educators wand 
Fear is just a name that history has failed to remember
Witchcraft at the culmination of a holiday which we celebrate loudly and drunken

May God pity this land
Our hands use to ache with hard labor 
Now they snatch ignorance at the kneck 
Virtues grappling at a whim while the holiness has been abandoned like a ship
Drifting away at a destitute harbour


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The Centurion

As the head Centurion was supervising his men
Occasionally he'd look upon Jesus now and then
And as he was instructing his men as to what to do
It was closer to this Man Jesus that this centurion drew

And after the Cross was raised he then stood on guard
This battle worn soldier whose heart was now so hard
Hearing his own men as they cast lots for Jesus' clothes
A compassion, which he could not discern, suddenly arose
  
And as he watched Jesus for three long hours in agony
It was through this manner that his heart began to see
This man who was there the whole time at the Cross that day
In seeing Jesus suffer he knew that this Jesus was the Way

He had watched in so many other men being crucified before
But it was this, Our Lord, who changed his whole entire core
For this Man was different as He suffered in all complete Grace
Asking His Father to forgive us as Blood ran down His Face  



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Mary sits alone and cries

Mary sits alone and cries
At a table, empty and wide.
Remembers a time, laughter and talk.
Were the things to make her spirit sing.

Remembers those things we will never know,
The first smile, the first kiss
The word of love, so long ago
The precious son she held so close.

Now she sits and cries,
And often asks the reason why,
Why did you give, him then take him away
For a world full of sin and woe.

But as she walks to a sad dark tomb 
She meets an angel who said “do not fear”,
He’s no longer there. He is alive 

Now there’s rejoicing in her heart,
Now she knows the reason why,
Jesus died to set them free,
And gave his spirit eternally.


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Part II-THE GRAVE DIGGER WHO VISITED HEAVEN

Paul had a near-death experience,
one of the most incredible ones...
he visited Heaven: the place of bliss!
And as he climbed the gold stairway,
he heard many familiar voices he had
known in the previous life...they happily
chanted glorifying God, who was seated 
on an ivory throne surrounded by Archangels,
Saints and Prophets whom he remembered
from his Bible readings. He tried to look at
God's face, but he was blinded by an intense light...
more brilliant than the sun itself, then Jesus
approached with his out-stretched arms.
Paul smiled and was elated to have found salvation,
but Jesus kindly said to him, " Paul, your time
hasn't come yet, return to Earth and tell them! "
And briefly pausing He continued, " When that time
comes, your honorable name will be written
in the Book of Life, and angels will carry your new body
on their swift wings and you will enter Paradise! "
Paul's face was expressive of disappointment 
and bitterness and weeping replied, " The people
of Earth deride a grave digger so groggy and grubby,
and they mock him with their delirious laughs;
I would rather be dead than return to them! "
 " Go and show them your mercy! " Jesus commanded him.
Paul had only minutes before he would be buried,
so he rushed back and surprisingly saw a large crowd
attending his service as Father Michael, the Chapel's priest,
performed the last rites by splashing Holy Water 
in and around the shadowy grave. They heard a knock 
coming from inside of the coffin...Paul's voice became louder,
" I am alive, not dead...let me out! " Everyone was horrified
and shocked, but Father Michael ordered the mortician to open
the casket and let Paul out. Jubilation filled the chilly air,
and streaks of light filtered through the murky clouds...their shouts
were heard as far as the outskirts of town: Paul was alive!" 
I sat with Paul the day after under the shade of a fragrant pine,
and he told me about his visit to Heaven with tremendous joy
and fervent faith. He admitted that he was wrong not to have
shown them his compassion and with the sincerest smile
he proclaimed, " My anger and grudge have vanished;
I have forgiven them...I am so glad to have returned! " 


Entered in the ramblig Poet's contest,
" In Search Of The Human Mind"
Assignment: A Near-Death Experience


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Satuday

All the crowds have since departed
With so many now broken hearted
The Savior no longer at their side
As for Our sins He has now died

As His Body lays in the tomb
Everyday life begins to resume
It is a day just like all the rest
As our duties are non the lest 

With two guards standing near
Figuring they had none to fear
For who could move such a stone
As down upon it the sun had shone

Yes it is just another Saturday
As the night soon colors it grey  
Yes all seems to be so tame
The day before Salvation came
  


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A Roman's Road

Father was a Centurion, proud to be,
I would be just like him, wait and see.
Growing up, we lived near Galilee,
Tutors and servants all took care of me.

Now Tomas was a servant father had freed,
He stayed to teach me how to write and read.
Once he became so sick the doctors said,
He'll die very soon, keep him in bed.

Then father heard about some Nazarene,
Doing things that none had ever seen.
Father became convinced this man was real,
He went and asked if Tomas He would heal.

This Jesus said, 'Lead me to his bed',
But father said, 'Just say the word instead'. 
So Jesus said, 'He's healed, go your way',
And sure enough he was, that very day!

Soon, it was my honor to join the 'Legion',
Not long 'till I oversaw the whole region.
One day there arose a great commotion,
From people once filled with great devotion.

And I had seen too many mobs like this
They wanted someone's blood, not justice.
But He would not respond to questions asked,
Things got out of hand, so very fast.

We beat and cursed Him, ridiculed His Name,
We made Him stand before that crowd in shame.
Pilate said, "He's guiltless, take Him away."
But they would have no less than death this day.







Pilate washed his hands when he heard them cry,
"Barrabas set free;  Jesus, Crucify!"
He drug that cross and stumbled up the street,Until He fell and couldn't regain His feet.

The other two were tied with leather bands,
Him, we nailed down both feet and hands.
As one made fun, the other spoke tenderly,
'Lord, when You get Home, remember me'.

I was close and I could hear Him say:
'You'll be with me in Paradise today.'
Then, at the end, I heard Him pray:
'Father, my Spirit's Yours, while I'm away.'

Suddenly, the sky turned black as night,
Thunder boomed, and lightning struck with might!
Finally, their lust for death was fed.
One last stab, but He was already dead.

He'd hung up there in agony and shame.
'King of the Jews'  written above His Name.
But I knew then and I just had to say,
"That was God's own Son we killed today!"

How could I ask Him now to forgive?
After I drove the nails into Him.
I shoved the spear into His side,
I'm the one who made sure that He died.

Three days later I was at His tomb,
Aware within my heart of my own doom.
Through the night, guarding death's dark door,
Then I awoke to find it sealed no more.

The Jewish rulers paid a handsome price,
For us to spread about their viscious lies.
But I knew then, and I just had to say,
That was God's own Son, but He lives today!


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No Fear

I do not shudder at the thought of my passing
For my Lord has promised me life everlasting
Death will seem to have fulfilled its endeavor
But instead, I'll be more alive than ever

I need not fear the icy kiss of death
At that moment when I take life's last breath
For the Lord Jesus Christ will usher me home
In His loving arms, I won't be alone

In those last final moments, He'll come to my side
And gently lead me to where I'll abide
Warmly embraced in His loving care
Forever and ever in Heaven so fair

Here's just a little glimpse of what Heaven is like
No sorrows, no tears, carefree as a tike
Pure joy and happiness that will never end
Wouldn't you like to have a part in this, my friend?

Do you have the same peace and assurance as I
To carry you through on the day that you die?
For the time will come,  just as sure as you were born
So it's crucial, today, to get right with the Lord

If you choose to reject Him, let this be your warning:
You choose an eternity of sorrow and mourning
An unending state of torturous dying
Apart from God's love, you'll be moaning and crying

He patiently waits, but please don't delay
Make your Creator also your Savior, today
Repent of your sins, His forgiveness you'll receive
Give Jesus your heart, trust and believe

He's our Mediator to God the Father
There's no other way, so don't even bother
Take no heed to false religions of today
For those counterfeit beliefs claim to show the way

But Jesus says He is the Life, the Way, the Truth
That He has risen from the dead is the living proof
So ask, and He'll be with you at your final breath
How wonderful it is to have no fear of death!


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In the Need of Prayer

There are many of our friends and families who are no longer with us this day
So in the name of Jesus for them we will pray
We reach towards the hands of God, the Lord and master of our lives
We worship Him and praise Him in His son's name, The Lord Jesus Christ
We look up to His face, we look up to His eyes
We honor HIm today, we glorify Him who lives up high
How excellent Is your name oh Lord down here on earth
We magnify your presence, we place you first
We stand before you today oh Lord In the Need of Prayer

We come to you oh Lord as adopted sons and daughters
Exalting your name like all good children ought of
An whenever the seasons of life happen to intercede
We come to you Father God with our hands stretched out in need
We trust in you completely and thank you for all that you have done
Our hands in supplications because of the sacrifice of your son
Forgive us for our guilty feelings, our doubts and all of our fears
Remove the iniquity form our hearts, a burden we no longer wish to bear
We stand before you once again oh Lord In the Need of Prayer

Let your son's blood cover us and give us the breath of life
In the name of Jesus, the Kingdom that is Christ
Who died for our wholeness, who died for our sins
We thank you for the salvation and to be back in your good graces once again
By the covenant of the blood that was shed on Mount Calvary
On the crown and on the cross for all humanity to see
We stand before you this day oh Lord in the Need of Prayer


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Eat, Drink And Be Merry The Night Belshazzar Died

The Night Belshazzar Died…


The night when Belshazzar seen
God’s writing on the wall,
He did not know that soon
Babylon would FALL.

This king who thought he was so 
“awesome and great.”
Didn’t know that death soon
would be his fate.

“Eat, drink and be merry”
was the motto of the day.
But God had something
else to say!

The days of endulging themselves
in wickedness and sin,
Was soon to be destroyed
by their enemies within.

This life which for long
you have enjoyed,
Shall one day perish
and be destroyed.

Allow the “writing of God”
to reach your heart’s door.
It is for you that Jesus died for!

Don’t allow the enemy
to destroy your soul.
For Jesus loves you more
than you’ll ever know!


By Jim Pemberton
2008


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Another Set of Wings Were Delivered Today

Another set of Angel wings was delivered today
As Jesus walked my mother through them Pearly Gates
And even though I cried so hard
I knew she was better off
She didn't have to suffer in pain
She could finally be set free again
God gave her her wings
As Jesus called her home
She is still loved and missed
But at least she's still here in the mist
Takeing my hand in troubled times
Guiding me from wrong to right
Another set of wings were delivered today
As Jesus called my mother home
She's an Angel in Heaven now
And I know she's always around


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The ACLU

This group is always pounding so hard on the doors of hell
With so many ungodly abominations I couldn't even begin to tell
They are the big demonic bully in their self created abortion room
I can only wonder what the Lord says about those who assume

First Baldwin, now Romero and all their highly tax paid cohorts
Often argue in favor of pornography before the U.S. courts 
For murderers they constantly fight against the death penalty
But the complete innocence of the unborn they just can't see

In the hatred of all evil I increasingly sense their stark presence
For a group to fight God's unborn rings of injustice so immense
But this misguided wayward group has forgotten just one thing
The complete and utter justice that our Lord Jesus is going to bring

Look at our schools without prayer and what they have become
In todays world now Americans are considered just flat out dumb
But don't just take my word for it all you need to do is look around 
The damage done I would admit in that God can so rarely be found

The ACLU will continue to go to court fighting against The Almighty's Word 
But in your continuance to distort God's truth will become increasing heard
You will soon begin to quickly wither away just as the Lord said it would be
Maybe not just right today but how long will He allow such insolent blasphemy  

"It is impossible to rightly govern a nation without God and the Bible."

 George Washington


"Oh the A.C.L.J. is such a better way
For of God's Law they do not betray
And as they stand and fight for the truly, truly innocent
Surely by God Himself the A.C.L.J. was sent"

Me


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Finally Home

She's finally home

Weary no more from life's hard toil
Rest in God's everlasting hold
Peace and happiness Satan can't foil
Just as to us, the Lord Jesus has told

She's finally home

A grand reunion in the sky
No considering life's past woes
Not one tear, every eye is wiped dry
Basking in love that eternally flows

She's finally home

Renewed, restored, perfect and whole
Relieved from life's burdensome chore
Walking with Jesus on streets of gold
Carefree elation is her's evermore

She's finally home


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Throne of My Heart

Always know God will come before you
for you cannot save me from the things that I do
Where I fail and where I fall down
only God can lift and give me a crown

Though I may love you with all of my heart
the path to truth Jesus gave me my start
the only reason I can see you now
because my will to the Lord do I bow

Sodom and Egypt is where I was raised
the death of Love was wasted away
Like the children and Moses was I a slave there
only for comfort of body did care

The beauty men sought was only skin deep
In the cage of their slavery sought my soul to keep
To find my freedom my soul ran away
In the wilderness with God sought to stay

Upon the mountains and by waters shore
there he showed me what was in store
with his command my mouth was to speak
But so like Moses my voice is so weak

Move you do me through those who lie cheat and steal
those who's heart lost capacity to feel
Know I will you leave behind
if the Word of God within do not find

The eyes of God so search the earth
for those who will receive new birth
He will produce a people who are clean
who will rule with Jesus over everything

He will cleanse a land polluted
remove from it those who truth diluted
those who Love he will purify
remove from the earth all those who lie

sources Ez 33 1Cor 6:9 1John
Song of Solomon Apocalypse 
chapters 1-3 21-22

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
 


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Easter 2013

What can be said? 
About the treachery of the justice system
Filling the jury with haters of the accused
His crimes not specified
But fury radiates from the eyes of the jury
They say his crimes are numerous
But I sit there watching
Fully aware of their deceit
After all I am not part of this sham
Yet I can’t help the guilt that creeps into me
Because I jeer as he is pronounced guilty
Stupid Nazarene I say to myself
And I watch him die
Even though his innocence is clear as crystal
With one last breath I hear him say
“Forgive them”
Forgive who, me… Not possible
I am a righteous man
It is he who is to be forgiven
But as I watch the veil tear in two
 The throne room once sacred defiled
My heart stops 
Even the earthquake seems distant
I fear for I have heard this prophecy before
Foretold by the prophet of old times
Oh, oh, my life is finished
How could I not see the truth in his words?
And there on a tree is a rejected king
The messiah to be exalted crucified
Now his father will avenge him
In his fury he will spare not one
How can I stand his wrath?
Oh me, a foolish scholar
For I have been trained in his principles
Studied his laws day and night
I know his pries and his histories
But with my very own hand
I have crucified him that came to deliver
I must spend my last days in shame
Shame at my actions, foolishness, treachery
¬master, oh master come¬
Shut up you jester
Do you not see our impending doom?
¬ Master we must rejoice
For the tomb is empty
He has risen
You must come for he welcomes everyone¬
Oh, I must run to him
For he has risen to glory
He had disregarded the order of death
And claimed kingship over life and death
He has handed me the keys
So many years after
It’s today, the day of my salvation
And I remember it like yesterday
Happy Easter


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Jesus Lives

Once a very long time was born a perfect,righteous man 
He died upon a rugged cross, but yet, He rose and lived again. 
Jesus died that day but in the grave He didn't really stay 
From the clutches of sin and death He broke for us the chain 
As the boulder from his sepulcher rolled away they said. 
I am so glad to believe that Jesus came in order to save us all. 
And now between our Heavenly Father and us there's no more a wall. 
Because God to this earth His only Begotten Son He sent. 
And Jesus in total perfection his whole life He spent. 
But upon the cross He chose for us to bear our sins. 
He definitely did it all for us out of Love. 
He absolutely did it all just for you and me… 
He died while pleading forgiveness to His Heavenly Father above. 
Yes, death couldn't keep Him down as He rose again that day. 
The grave was found emptied and Jesus was never seen there 
And Jesus bought with his Precious blood our sins that day. 
The stone just rolled away and Jesus lives in my heart everyday. 
Jesus has risen!And He lives! He can wash your sins and mine.Be thankful and pray. 
Jesus my king and Savior lives and always will be here for you and me. 



Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2009 


March,26,2009


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Saving the Best for Last

Most hosts set out the good liquor until their guests starting getting drunk
and then they commence to serving the watered down and inferior junk
but when Jesus turned that sacred water into a fine wine
the guests remarked to the host, "you saved the best for last this time"

As a child I heard one of the last speeches of Dr. Martin Luther King
It went simply by the title of "I Have a Dream"
I was too young to comprehend that a historical moment had passed
but somehow I knew that Dr. King has saved the best for last

Over the course of time God sent many prophets, rulers and kings
to deliver His "Good News" and explain to the people what it means
from Abraham to Isaac, from Jeremiah to Malachi
all men sent to give us the Word from the Kingdom up on high
from Solomon to David to Daniel in the lion's den
God realized that He could not rely on the words coming from mere men
The Holy Spirit then descended on Mary and the die had been cast
when He finally sent His earthly son, Jesus of Christ at last

God needed a sinless soul to help mankind understand
that the Word of God is the ultimate life living plan
God needed an open mind to relate the parables and the stories
that in order to reach the Kingdom you must learn to give God all the glory  
God needed a pure heart to demonstrate true compassion and care
and communicate to mankind that loving each other will draw Him near
and after all was said and done when the Son of Man did pass
we have finally come to realize that God saved the best for last

for God will shake you up 
in order to wake you up
God will knock you down 
in order to turn you around
He will put you in a place 
where you will see the power of his grace

Jesus of Nazareth was God's only begotten son
His life and death was the sacrifice so that the victory could be won
He was the last messenger sent to give us God's gospel
He was that perfect being sent to do the impossible
He was a miracle maker and a spiritual awaker
His life and purpose for being was to offer mankind salvation
His mission was for God and mankind to have reconciliation
His death a crucifixion, an assassination, the ultimate and final task
and like Dr. King, the Lord God knew to save the best for last




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It's Judgement Day

The day is coming,
when The Lord will come back with a mighty vengeance!

You better make every wrong right!
You better get your house in order! The very first step is repentance!

It doesn't matter who you are!
It doesn't matter what you have done! Jesus shed His Blood for you and I!

Accept Him NOW! Turn from your evil ways!
And when He comes back, He will lift you on high!

Unfortunatly, there will be many souls who won't listen to the truth,
and they will be left here to face the seven year tribulation!

For those who accept Him, I say PRAISE THE LORD!
For those who do not, I say FATHER PLEASE HAVE MERCY UPON THEM!

For it is written;

EVERY KNEE SHALL BOW,
AND EVERY TONGUE SHALL CONFESS,
THAT JESUS CHRIST IS THE LORD!

There won't be anywhere to escape!
Hurry up, seek HIM NOW!
People, 
IT'S ALMOST JUDGEMENT DAY!


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Unyielding Pain

Would it be best if I just went away?
Never again see the light of day,
You said you hated me,
Do you even know what those words did to me?
I curled up in a ball and withered away,
Not even listening to what mother would say,
She would cry out I don't want to lose my baby,
She saw my cold, distant eyes and knew she had already,
My mother never again knew paradise,
No one could help her not even Jesus Christ,
Maybe if you had not chosen to say the words you said,
I probably wouldn’t be here on my death bed,
Now my whole family feels my pain,
What is this is this you’re little game,
Once my family's pain and suffering is over,
I will lay down my weapons and lend them my clover,
Who knows now where my spirit will go,
No one but Jesus and God will know,
Maybe I will go up,up,up and beyond,
Trying to patch up my severed bond,
But if I go down,down,down,
I must hope to drown,
Because there the Devil's Chamber lay,
Every soul hopes to get out, but none get away,
Now you must hope you don't end up like me,
Go ahead think that you are free,
Go on spend all your lousy time,
Waste all your money until you don't have a dime,
When you have lost everything and you have past,
I will be back quick and very fast,
You will see me at your gate,
Now I welcome you to your gruesome fate,
You ask me why am I here,
I say did you think I would just disappear,
A second passed and I shoved you in your door,
You’re screaming Dear God I can't take anymore,
Now you will suffer and feel mine and everyone's pain,
I am off to get on my afterlife train,
Who knows I might stay here on Earth,
After all I have been rebirthed,
Now my heart is set at ease,
Time is no more at a freeze,
Now my family can move on,
Because that monstrous person is forever gone! 


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I HAD NO PLACE TO REST MY HEAD PART 2

I was 10 years old when she prayed with me, 
that's when she gave herself to Jesus you see.

I remember her kneeling right next to my bed 
after she prayed she would kiss my forehead.

Mom was like an angel always by my side, 
we would sing and laugh as the days went by.

She loved the Lord with all of her heart and soul, 
I had no doubt in mind where she would go.

Mother watched evangelists over the years, 
she learned about Jesus it brought her to tears.

She watched Oral Roberts, Robert Schuller and Billy Graham.
I'm sure there were others that touched her heart, 
God knew what he was doing what an excellent start.

Then all of a sudden I started to cry, 
I remembered how I felt the day she died.

Four days of labor, four days of tears 
it caught me off guard when I heard what 
appeared....

The same morning I gave birth to my child,
someone had called to say, "Your mother has died".

I didn't want to remember, I didn't want to think, 
my heart was torn open, I couldn‘t breath.

The pain that I felt on that very day, 
I didn't believe would ever go away.

I had so many questions along with my tears, 
so many things inside me for years.


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Funerals

Lord why do funerals occur everyday of the WEEK?

Is it because, we get what Adam and Eve REAPED!

Funerals have people that will never again awake from their SLEEP!

The arrogant and the MEEK,
In the end, they all get buried six feet DEEP!

Every time I attend funerals I realize, everybody born has to DIE!

Lord, I wish I can be caught up in the rapture, so my loved ones will not have to 
CRY.

Many times when one dies, their love ones are not granted, the chance to say 
GOODBYE.
Often at funerals not to cry people TRY.

I ask God why do we have funerals, but never do He REPLY.
So every time I attend a funeral, I will ask God WHY?

Funerals comes to all people, it does not depend on an individual AGE.
From the ignorant people to the wisest of SAGES.

When people get killed, funerals allows them to build up their RAGE!

As they watch their love ones, continue to be trapped in death’s CAGE.

Just hoping, from the dead they would be RAISED.
In the end you must face the facts, then turn to the next PAGE.

You hear about deaths on radio and T.V’S!
You think to yourself how can this BE!

You ask God, what did the individual do to THEE?
Then you think to yourself that could have been ME.


But you should not cry too much, if they were saved, they’re now heavenly HAPPY!
You will see them again in ETERNITY.

I blame Adam and Eve for funerals, it was with them did death ORIGINATE!
But knowing this, them I still will never HATE.

Because at funerals God promises He still DEMONSTRATES.
That no matter how much power and respect one has, in this life he still 
REGULATES!

Many people think after they die they will be REINCARNATED.
Others think because of their good works, them to hell God will not 
REGURIGITATE!

To prevent death you will never find a CURE.
Funerals everyone must learn to accept and ENDURE

Everyone knows they have to die the devil comes like a thief, with Jesus their life 
they shall INSURE.
If you do not accept Jesus Christ to hell you will DETOUR.

Funerals happen for a reason is what He wants us to CONCUR!



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Day of a Coming

Day of a Coming, It is there in the mist of time. There in the mist of the night 
somewhere there in a cloud of the night. It is a mist about that fills the air. No, not 
that of a rain but that of a coming of a thief of the night. That of a soul to which we 
seek in a time of need but there deep in the heart to which we need. It is Christ I 
see as I await this day of a coming. It is my heart fulfilled as he has awaking the 
dark. It is life in Christ I need as each day I wake in a need. Not just that of life but 
that of a hearts need. It was a hunger like none other I have ever known as he 
has fulfilled my heart like none has known. It’s there deep inside we soar that of 
the highest skies. Only to be that of the world but to forget his words as it was 
said, man shall not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeded out of 
the mouth of God. But it is there we forget the things to which he gives us love. To 
which he gave us Jesus and that was love. Why you suppose we seek that not of 
his love? Is it because we fall to that which is of a worldly love and not that of 
heavens love, it is that of God’s love I see as I seek that of none other. So as it 
was written, seek first the kingdom of heaven and all these things will be add 
unto you but it is there we fail to believe and get down on bending knees. It is 
there we pray not for but live in life for. It is a soul yarning for love as we find 
ourselves feeling not love. It is a heart of love as the same as he gave us love. 
But that of a soul of darkness to which seeks a coming of light. But there in the 
heart we have no light because we fail to seek that of his light. He sends a sword 
upon this earth not to condemn but that all should be saved. But yet we look not 
to his coming but to this world to save. So fix your eyes on the sky that one day 
there is a coming. There is that of a higher love and he’s the reason to which we 
love. And that day of a coming is a day that I will truly be loved. For it is a day of 
Christ but that of a God’s love to which will fill the night but it is the day of a 
coming to which my heart will be complete on this night. And that the day of a 
coming when I will forever be with Jesus and forget what this life was about and 
remember that it was his coming that gave me love of the heart. For it was 
because of him that I loved all this night. And to all, I wish a God bless night.


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geese

Today i watched the geese
crossing the pond outside my window
like Jesus with webbed feet
skating, 
then resting
in the frigid February air

this weekend i will bury my father
and watch my breath trail into the atmosphere
next to my mother's grave
i will say goodbye to
things i was familiar with
and hello to adulthood 
as i am no ones child anymore

it is a heavy weight to carry
but i will eat and drink and sleep it
until it is routine

and i will remember this winter 
and the pond of geese
like Jesus with webbed feet
skating then resting




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With a Shout!

With a shout!
At the last trump
The archangel's
Voice shall be heard
For the Lord 
Himself shall come
So encourage
All with these words!  (Chorus)

If we believe that Jesus died
And in three days He rose again
Then we believe that God will bring
With Christ those who now sleep in Him

For if only in this life we have hope in Jesus Christ
We would be the most miserable of men 
But Jesus is the Resurrection and He's the Life
Being buried with Him we shall rise again

(Chorus)

We who are alive and in Jesus still abides
Won't precede those who are asleep in Him 
So the dead in Christ first shall arise  
Then we who remain shall be caught up with them

For we all shall not sleep, but we all shall be changed
Into a being and a likeness of the Lord
When we meet Him face to face in the clouds in the air
We shall be with Him always and evermore

(Chorus)


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Eye Will Lay

 
Eye Will Lay


Eye will lay my head apart they make it hard for my Jesus to place me together 
again like a scarecrow man eye will lay in an unmarked grave a place they don’t 
want anyone to go so no one will knoe where eye lay an enemy of the state 
executed by the Nazis in charge of the city ruled by the money god ruled by the 
hate in the heart eye will lay with love in my heart forgiving the men who must kill 
me eye will lay with my love inside me forever in state forever is never too late 
remember eye died for my Jesus and ewe and the love in me ruled all my fate to 
die now is better than to miss my last chance to go inn to a heaven someday at 
the last my love she is best just my heart laid at rest she will ever forget me not 
when winter has come eye will lay 
 
           
 
 
 Eye Will Lay 
 


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IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD

In the house of the Lord...
Satan is not allowed,
only holy people dwell into it;
and they burn incense every sunrise and dawn, 
to keep Him away from the throne of Jehovah God!
And they sing praises
to Him, the Holiest One,
and to Christ they ask compassion
for the earthly ones who are weak...
and can't humble themselves and be exalted! 



Angels gather to do His will,
and Jesus among them smiles,
to share all the glory with the Father;
A chorus arises and echoes through the serene and open Heavens,
to make all creations bow to their Master!
I bow down to my kind and loving God,
whose face I am not permitted to see,
lest awe and death smite me;
touch me, Jesus and heal me...
with those hands, where nails entered and made you scream and bleed! 

 

If sin made me lose divine wisdom,
I repent of my foolishness and whisper 
my profound prayer of forgiveness;
welcome me back into Your house, Lord...
and I will perpetually obey your commandments!
The vanity and the blindness 
will be cleansed by the waters of Holiness,
and all my imperfections You will not remember!  



In the house of the Lord,
only peace can be heard and purity
can be felt in the verses of the hymns;
let me praise you with Your angels indefinitely,
and finally behold Your radiant face!
In the house of the Lord,
all His children are loved equally,
and they serve Him with reverence.  In the house of the Lord,
Christ shares His father's throne to judge every soul;
and on the right side, he receives all the worthy!   


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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making It great in 2008 (part 10): how to handle heartbreak

life is not always fair, but God is always good
and if you want to learn to handle heartbreak just do as Jesus would

you've been disheartened, discouraged and your dreams have been dashed
the shroud of disappointment is now hanging over your path
on the road to Emmaus two disciples were in route
followers of the Messiah now walking in despair and doubt
trying to comprehend the tragedy at Mount Calvary
in a state of heartbreak over what had come to be
Jesus had been crucified and His tomb was found bare
the True Prophet was gone and His body had disappeared

the world will always favor a kind pastor and a good priest
but a real prophet reveals truths that many don't want to see
he does not sugar coat the message, he cuts to the core
he sheds light on the darkness and tells you what for
and whenever a true prophet gets into the face of society
he causes men to reexamine their sense of integrity
he exposes men's morals and makes many question their thoughts
he interprets the righteous word of God and principles we've been taught
he'll tell it like it is and challenge the powers that be
he'll remove the blinders from our eyes and expose the lies we need to see

on the road to Emmaus a man those two disciples did meet
they did not recognize Him at first but to Him they did still greet
they continued to lament about the crucifixion of Jesus Christ
until the man said to them, "ought not Jesus have made the sacrifice,
how slow of heart you are in your belief of the Prophet's stories,
for Christ had to suffer those things so He could enter into glory"
they then invited that Man to stop and share a repast
and upon the breaking of bread they recognized Him at last
Jesus was right before them and then He disappeared
their hearts were now burning for the words that Jesus shared

in a state of self pity to heartbroken to see
that a true prophet will turn tragedy into victory
He'll open up the Scriptures so that one can start
on finding strength in the Word and handling the break in one's hearts 
no longer despondent nor in a state of despair
Jesus had arisen in order to draw all men near

from heartbreak to heart search and on to heartburn
let the Holy spirit give you the power to discern
the way to handle heartbreak just do as Jesus Christ
by turning gloom into glory and restoring the joy of life
the way to handle heartbreak is to live like Jesus Christ
to look for triumph in tragedy and then continue to speak life


Details | I do not know? | |

The Picture I See


I sit alone biggest part of my time,
Writing poems, thinking up rhymes.
I think about my Savior, and the way that He suffered and died,
I picture His momma standing there, and that helpless feeling, and I can almost feel the tears you know she cried.

Why are you doing this, that’s my child, please I can almost hear those pleading words that dear woman said.
Why do you punish Him, why, oh why do you want my son dead?
Then she hears the ringing of the hammer and the futile cries from her son’s swollen and bruised lips,
And wearing that crown of thorns, the blood runs with a steady drip.

They raise His cross to the air so all around can see,
And from those torn and swollen lips He asks his Father for forgiveness for you and me.
And I wonder if we were there and not knowing Him the way we do now, which side of the crowd would we have stood on,
Not knowing Jesus was the Messiah, or knowing He would rise from the grave, or witnessing any of the miracles He had shown.

His own people were the ones that were given the choice,
Free Jesus or free Barabas, and Barabas was the name hollered loudest and was recorded as the peoples voice.
So through the streets they mocked Him, carrying His cross they beat Him, until He made it to that hill,
They cheered and they cheered till our Saviors words were broken then fell still.

Probably His execution was one of the most barbaric that they could do,
But He accepted His fate, crucifixion, to give salvation for sinners like me and you.
The Sacrificial Lamb of God, the greatest gift we’ve ever known,
We still crucify Him, day by day, by not accepting His Gift and the love He has shown.
He will return but no one knows the hour or the day,
But we need to be ready, and choose to follow in our dear Saviors ways.

Till He returns or till the day we die, He gives us a chance for salvation,
If you haven’t made your choice by then it will be too late, cause there will be no more chance for a personal selection.
You can’t be ashamed or embarrassed to call out Jesus name,
Cause if you are then Jesus will treat you the same.


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Just Jesus Christ

Just Jesus Christ
             

                       Just Jesus Christ saved me, from death took me too his
holy place, his mercy and grace hugged me, into another dimension
next to the holy one. I pray, he tells me he love's me I belive him.
In my Jesus Christ I could rest, 
Peace after all I could experience when I worship him.
Something happens you gotta know this my Lord,
Is alive his not death men, I love him so, I say "Then I follow his voice I'm obedient let me be judge, but by my Jesus "  because, his fair to his children.
I some times don't understand his plan, but some how always belive his right when everything is going wrong. My sufferment he has observe, carefully his chosen the word's my path is Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ is the path.
His mercy is unique, his name should always be uplifted in any moment, one man in flesh 
Came to save the rest.
This tme I take to dedicate this feelings, I need you on this everyday!
Walk my love there's no me, if your not with in, don't let go. Because, I rather die
Jesus Christ, my bautized is coming up Im suprice I made it this far thinking of me and forgot there's an Almighty God 21 year's past, but your name is above all titles or anything, it wont be forgotten or in the past,
Jesus Christ is the name of the savior I'm talking abaut, John 3:16 
Tell's a man really in love, not just for me but, for all society in particular.
His own people, didn't accept him, I give him a chance Jesus dosen't fail this he prove's to me all lthe time.
I love you Jesus Christ the last thing I want to do is fail, you because It hurt's inside, you died for me in the cross the only thing I could do Is give my life and, who I was to the only one who truelly cares "Jesus Chris" . I'm done!

                                 by; Crystal Padilla


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MY JESUS

IT BEGAN!
They carried my Jesus away in chains!

They beat Him!
They laughed at Him!

They called Him a liar to His face!
His people wept!

SOMEONE STOP THEM, THEY SHOUTED!
DON'T YOU KNOW WHO HE IS?

HE IS THE SON OF GOD!
HE WAS SENT TO DELIVER EVERYONE FROM THEIR SINS!

They wouldn't listen!
They were consumed with evil!

They nailed my Jesus to the cross!
He endured more pain that day, than anyone has ever felt!

He could have had The Father release Him from The Cross
at any point and time!

He chose not to!
He endured until the end!
He did it for your salvation and mine!

They buried Him in the tomb!
Three days later, He rose again!

He went back to The Father in Paradise!
He went to prepare a place for His people in Heaven!

HE IS ALIVE!


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The Witness

I nudged my way through the crowd,
I heard men and women shout aloud.
“Jesus!”

I stretched my neck as I stood on my tiptoes.
Another shout arose.
“Who will you choose? 
Barabbas, or Jesus, king of the Jews?”
Barabbas’s name filled the air,
while the badly-beaten Jesus just stood there.

The Roman soldiers took Jesus away; the people made their choice, 
there was nothing left to say.
At the site where He was crucified,
His followers hung their heads and cried.

A long steel nail was placed in the palm of His hand;
the soldier drove it in upon command.
A tall man blocked my view, 
as the crowd pushed their way through.
The soldiers hoist the large cross, and it fell into a hole in the ground;
it created a thump of a sound.
Blood from the crown of thorns fell into His eyes, just as 
He looked up at the sky.
He called to God His father, with authority.
He looked down at His mother, Mary.
“It is finished,” He said.
The next minute, He was dead.
A travail of cries echoed the air,
while the soldiers gambled for His robe without a care.

I pushed my way through.
A man stepped in front of me and asked, “Are you a Jew?”
I pulled away and said,
“Please, please, I have to see this man who died on Calvary!”
I looked upon Him, so frail and drawn.
I whispered, “Is He really gone?”
I heard a voice in my mind say to me, “I died for you so that you might be free.”


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living and leaving a legacy

what will you be remembered for when you have passed away?
what do you think most people will probably have to say?
what things would you like to be most memorialized about?
what things about you would your friends and family shout out?
what have you accomplished in life? what good works and deeds have you done?
where you a devoted servant of God or a disobedient one?
what significant mark on this world do you hope to leave?
will there be anyone around who for you will mourn or grieve?
will you have touched any souls or enriched any minds?
what type of lasting and living legacy will you leave behind?
when it comes time to take that final ride in that black stretch limo
what of your life's accomplishments will you want people to know?
for as naked as the day that you first appeared on this earth
what bare facts do you wish people would remember about you first?

a lasting and living legacy, your entry in the book of eternal life
will it be a legacy as a disciple of the Lord Jesus Christ
to have been a member of the family of the Most Holy Lord
to have been one who was called to come and get aboard
for you can't bargain, you can't scheme and to Him you cannot bribe
to have a place in God's heart where only truth and goodness reside
so as you travel your life's journey keep God always on your mind
don't sweat the small stuff not buy into the devil's lies

now turn to your sons, to your daughters, nieces and nephews
the future generation you need to reach out to
the children, the continuous legacy of our very lives
our children, the next generation of servants for Jesus Christ
introduce them to the Lord and leave a faith in them so strong
show them that your life was a living testimony to the Kingdom of which you belonged
let the children know that God has given them love, power and self-discipline
show them that there's nothing to fear but fear in the end
help them discover the gift to them that God did give
their true purpose, passion and destiny for which they should live
tell them that this faith has always been in your family
the inheritance of belief a lasting and living legacy
pass the baton of faith so your memory will keep on living
fan the flame of faith that which to you God has given
a strong belief system that you will  pass on down the line
by living and leaving a legacy that will be remembered for all time



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REDEMPTION BY THE CROSS

He was with God before the world came to be,
and He created with Him our breath-taking Universe;
His name was Jesus,the Redeemer of the Human Race:
and to change and save us was His destiny...

He preached in the Temple, and all Jerusalem listened carefully,
but some didn't like to hear how He spoke against evil so openly;
and they weren't the Romans,the conquerors,
but those hypocrites in high places...

Jesus drew huge crowds by lakes and mountains,
by the country roads and in small towns;
they all came to hear the Gospel with gladness,
and Joseph was one of the priests who heeded those words...

On the lake of Genesaret, Jesus performed another miracle,
telling Peter to lower the net for a catch, but he was skeptical: 
until he saw the boat was about to sink with the heavy load,
and he came to realize the bounty of God... 

As Jesus became popular and all heard Him preach,
the priests and scribes became jealous of Him,
and planned to capture Him and found Him guilty of blasphemy:
by the very hands of Pontius Pilate who feared to condemn Him...  

But the crowd cried out, " Release Barabbas! ",
and those who called out the name, "Jesus,Jesus! "
were beaten and silenced by a mob who had no mercy;
Pontius Pilate had no choice but to deny His liberty...   

The Roman soldiers grabbed Jesus
and took Him to governor's place,
and they stripped and whipped Him 'till he bled;
and worst of all : a crown of thorns they put on His head... 

Along the Via Dolorosa Jesus carried the cross to His death 
as the women wept and men mocked Him with laughs,
never a commotion,so great, was felt in all Jerusalem;
a follower gave Him water, but he was restrained by swords...

The merciless soldiers placed the cross upon Jesus's shoulders,
and Simon from Cyrene finished bearing it behind Jesus;
he really felt the same pain and agony;
and from Jesus's smile, he knew He was relieved...

From the cross at Golgotha, Jesus asked His father
to forgive them as John stood by his mother;
to one of the evildoers He promised Paradise at no cost:
and to all who would believe and follow:  redemption by the cross....
 


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Judgment Day

Judgment Day has come!!!  I stand before the Almighty Father!  How will I be 
judged?  Will I have tears of joy … or fall to my knees crying tears of terror?

I stand shaking before the Thrown of God.  The accuser, Satan, lays out all my 
faults and failures before The Almighty.  Shame haunts me, as he cries out my 
sins, one after another.  Feeling small and alone,  my legs give out from 
weakness and I fall on my face in fear, as I see God sit quietly listening, as if in 
disgust.  Just when I think the horrible things Satan reveals of my life seal my 
fate; Jesus stands up and orders Satan, “Be silent!”  My heart leaps!  My breath 
departs from me, until I hear Jesus’  words.  

Jesus reminds God the Father, that it was for those very sins that He died.  That it 
was for those sins His body was ripped and tortured and hung on a cross.  I was 
forgiven when I accepted Him in my heart as my Lord and Savior.  He became my 
covering for my sins and sickness.  

Tears flow, I shake uncontrollably as I hear God the Father say, ‘This is true.  
When you received My Son as your Savior, you received salvation.  His blood 
washed those and all sins away.   I see a vessel white as snow’.  

As I watch, God throws my sins into the abyss, never to be seen or brought up 
again.  I cry tears of joy as I sit at His feet.  ‘I have been saved from torment and 
separation from God’, I rejoice loudly!  

‘Enter, my child’, are the words He says, ‘come to the table and feast.  Dance and 
be merry for you are a child of the Almighty and there is no accuser to condemn 
you.  Rejoice in the salvation of your Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ’.  

In my Father’s House I see others rejoicing for they also have been saved by the 
blood of Christ.  

Beauty surrounds me; living waters flow freely for all to drink.  There is no 
sadness, no fear, and no pain!  Only joy, peace and the presence of Love live 
here.  For we are with the author of Love.  God is Love, He radiates love.  

There is laughter.  I love to hear Jesus’ laugh!  It is so hardy and full of life.  To be 
in the presence of my God and Lord Jesus Christ,  to see their beauty and  feel 
their eternal love covering me is my longing.  I am home in my Father’s house!  

Will this be your story?  Or will yours have a sad ending?  It is your choice. 

God’s Word says , ‘For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten 
Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life’.  
John 3:16 


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Please Read The Instructions

Is it a poem not just a rhyme maybe a riddle  	                                   
though it keeps time could be something in the middle			             
not  fairy tale or fable could it be a paradox not 				        
is it psalm or love song paradisiacal parable                                         
Not to believe it maybe a panoramic mistake of eternal consequences                   
Its been called a lot of things most bought less read most misunderstood 
I am not a literary giant by no means but its dear to me nor am I self-reliant  
Just a man with a dictionary nor was i a visionary                                      
I who was dead and now I am a live 	                                          
thought I was living once surviving but I was only lying 	                        
Sea I had an enormous vacuum in my heart nothing could  fill	                       
No pleasure of this world did. not sex,drugs or rock-and-roll pill		    
Using bigger words than I intended in hope too keep your attention                   
This is no new invention or curious art this is just another chance to testify         
To tell you the truth and it’s simple of the Living Word of God the Loving Saviour     
Of the world the Lord Jesus that lives in me and I in him and is all reliable     
Believe only repent and believe the gospel repent of you sins ask Jesus into your heart 
God’s love letter to you the scriptures testify of him his loving favor                
So do I  READ the Holy Bible	


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Walking On Water

Walking On Water 
Justified by Jesus sacrifice. 
Jesus shed blood , one ddropp for me , 
cleaned all the things that I have done , 
my past is gone , I am set free. 
Death it self will NOT hold me. 
My works are not the price I pay. 
My Lord has a robe for me , 
washed whiter than the snow. 
No gloved fist can send me there , 
but I will fly on ^A^ngel wings , 
to Heaven when I go. 
The ground beneath my feet feels like a lake 
of water turning solid as I walk toward my 
Saint Peter from the center of my storm. 
Learning to breathe the air again 
and live in Jesus love. 
I walk on water.


Details | Ballad | |

Come Up Here!

Rise up!  Rise up and Come up here
Because Jesus Christ is ready to appear
The Day of Judgment is drawing near
So rise up!  Before He says come up here  (Chorus)

A time will come, and now it is
When those who are dead
Will hear the Son of God's voice
And those who hear, they shall live
For the Life in Christ quickens
Those who make Him their choice

   Because the life the Father has to make the dead arise
   He has granted to his Son to give unto them
   Who are pleased to cross over from death unto life
   But you must believe in Christ and live your life for him

A time will come, so marvel not
When those who are in their graves
Will hear the Lord's voice
And everyone of them shall come out
To receive judgment or reward
 According to their own choice

   Those who have done good shall resurrect unto God's life
   But those who have done evil shall only rise to be condemned
   So to enter in the Gate and walk the Way you must strive
   Remember this, if he doesn't come first, he may call you to Him
   
Rise up!  Rise up and Come up here
Because Jesus Christ is ready to appear
The Day of Judgment is drawing near
So rise up!  Before He says come up here  (Chorus)


Details | Narrative | |

My Dream

  

I had a dream earlier this morning,
   It was like I was receiving some type of a warning.
I was told to reach out to all I could,
   And that things are fixing to happen that may not be good.
Repent and turn from sin,
   These few words kept playing over and over again.
It was a dream but was it real,
    I feel like we are living and seeing the breaking of seals.
Look up look up keep watching the sky,
    Is another thing that keeps flashing in my minds eye.
I feel so strange writing this down,
     But I was told to share it all around.
I saw a lot of fire throughout my dream,
     And I felt as if I could hear people scream.
There was blood all over the ground, 
     And your feet would stick as you walked around.
There is only one thing I know to say,
    We must turn to the Lord and shed our evil ways.
Ask for redemption before it’s too late,
    Seek out Jesus and change your fate.
Seek Him in prayer on bended knees,
    Seek Him and ask Him to honor your pleas.
God bless you all that read my letter,
    Jesus is the only way things will get better.