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Religion Prose Poetry Poems | Prose Poetry Poems About Religion

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OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD!!!

Assemble all the gods we’ve built,
stand them in a line, then walk along
the corridor and ponder which is yours,
which is mine?  Dragons, stoics, satyrs,
saints, all stony faced with colored paints.
Some in regal pompous robes others missing
all their clothes.  Fierce and sullen, sour faced
one look to put you in your place, kind and
gentle, bended knee promising to set you free.
Ogre sneers on giant cats, fat and sassy spoiled brats.
These are the gods we have created.
Thank God they never met - and mated.


John G. Lawless


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The Last Moment

Day by day my body decays
And my soul waits
For the warmth of your embrace
The meaning I cannot trace
The time is now to receive your grace
I remember much
Yet memories past have no bearing
I can see much
Life
The meaning almost clear
The dust settles and chaos vanquished
Peace and love echoed again and again through the halls of time
Bear no weight until the final moments
Jubilance captured
A single frame as I lay
Time will no longer wait and I can no longer stay
Weep not
Harmony engulfs me
Symphonies escort me
And angels guide me
My loving Father waits for me
I can almost see Him
I certainly feel Him
The old world fades to grey
Weep not
A brilliant glow not of this world fills me
A love not felt by mortals
It is the beginning of the end
My breath shallow
My thoughts clear
My soul readies
Do not weep
He is waiting for me
This is exactly where I am supposed to be


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7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God,
Stretch our mind/s with deep understanding of Wisdom
To obtain positive understanding with every complications
Counsel us with guidelines in our work

Give us Fortitude, strength, Patience and Tolerance to finish in peace successfully
Deliver knowledge in our mind/s
For us to receive Piety, goodness and devoutness to get satisfaction
With Holy Fear of the Lord-God, I/we ask in the name of Father Christ Jesus to be with us now and forever.

Amen 
09122012

People can change the “our” to “their”, “him” or “his” when praying for others.


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Fishing

I grabbed my fishing pole and all the fishing lures I thought I would need.  Now, I’m on my way to fish for my daily meal.
	When I got to the waterfront, there were no fish for me to catch.  I was disappointed, so I decided to sit down and think.
	While sitting there thinking, a man came over to me.  He ask, why are you just sitting here with your fishing pole and lures?
	I told the man coming here was a big mistake, so, I’m sitting here because there are no fish for me to catch.
	The man said follow me, I’ll take you to a place where you can fish, you won’t need your fishing pole or your lures and you won’t have any regrets.
	I didn’t understand what he was saying, but I followed him anyway to see what was his plan.
	He took me to a place where a crowd of people had gathered.  I said to him, there is no water so how can I fish, what can I hope to catch.
	I said to myself, I’ll never catch any fish because too may people are here, so now my hope had been totally shattered.
	He said listen to what I  say, then you will understand why I brought you to this place.
	He stood in front of the crowd and he started to speak.  His voice was soft and gentle, like sweet honey to a bee.
	He spoke of love, kindness, forgiveness and many other wonderful thing.  I forgot about wanting to catch fish for me to eat.
	He keep talking and I started to understand.  He wanted me to fish for lost souls, so I can teach them about God’s holy plan. 
	I’m no longer a fisherman for creatures of the sea.  I am a fisherman for the Lord, that was His ultimate plan for me.


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Hope You Know My Name Part One

He has so  many names and there is so much confusion. 
I'm not sure I know them all but here are a few.

"High Priest Melchizedek" (Genesis 14:18) "king of Salem"
"The Priest of God Most High." (also see in New Testament)
"Son of Man" (Revelation 1:12-20  Mattew 9:6-13 John 8:28 John 6:62
John 1:51  3:13 3:14 5:27 6:27 6:53  6:62) (Acts 7:56) 
(Luke 11:30-12:8-12:10-12:19 12-whole chapter too many others
to list)

"Imamanuel"  (Matthew 1:23) (Isaiah 7:14)
"I am the true vine" (John 15:1)
"Jesus Christ" (Matthew 1:18-25)
"A Savior Who is Christ the Lord" (Luke 2: 11-12)

I am running out of space and We've only scratched the surface,
there are so many more that fit the purpose.


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The Main Matrix

So, if a matrix is a body substance, in which all cells are embedded?
Then can I not spiritually say that the body of Christ is also a matrix?
Well, is it safe to assume or safer to not assume the differences in such?

If I have a World Wide Web with many matrixes, there must be a main.
How does one achieve the main matrix without a conversion of all matrixes?
Each living breathing organism has a matrix, but what supplies this?
 
Seems how all bodies have cells embedded in a matrix,
Is it not safe to assume that the universe has a matrix?
If so, where is the main universal matrix?
There must be a connection of some sorts,
Nevertheless, what is it and where is it?
Moreover, why has this not been thought of?
 
If the body is the temple of the Lord,
Then He must have a main matrix.
Matrix is Latin for womb.
So in which womb is this matrix?
Only a female has a womb.
There must be one that is required by none.
 
Now let us get even more difficult here.
We have a World Wide Web with many matrixes.
What if the World Wide Web is an individual womb?
It obviously has good and evil in its growth.
Could there have been two that fused by one?
Could there have been a conversion of all matrixes.
Or is there only one main matrix being a female?
 
Let us get back to the body of Christ and His matrix.
Let us even go to your own bodies matrixes.
An enclosure within in which something originates or develops,
This is what lives and breathes inside of you every day, a matrix.
Do we not develop Christ within ourselves, and He our originator?
Is it not safe to assume that we are the body of Christ?
Moreover, that we are of a matrix that has a universal main matrix?
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006


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Hope You Know My Name Part 3

He has so many names and there is so much confusion,
I'm sure I don't know them all but here are a few.
All of his names come from the root words God, Jesus, Christ,
King, used in different variations throughout the old and new
testaments. It would take years of work to compile them all.

"Root of Jesse"  (Isaiah 11:10)

"Stumbling Block" (1 Corinthians 1:23)

"Son of the HIghest" (Luke 1:32)

"a horn of salvation" (Luke 1:69)

"Stone which the builders rejected" (Luke 20:17)

"King of Peace" "King of Salem" (Hebrews 7:2-24)

"First born son of Mary Christ Jesus" (Matthew 1:25)

"He is the image of the invisible God the first born of all creation"
(Collossians 1:15 by help of James Paranteau)

"Adam" per help of Don Johnson (1 Corinthians 15: 45-49)

"the word became flesh" (John 1:14)

"Jehovah"  "YAH"  per help of Andria Dietrich  (Isaiah 12:2-6)

"Israel of God" (Galatians 6:13-18)



I am sure there are many more that fit the purpose.


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Sweet Reprieve Rose

Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose
That was thrown on the battle field for my soul 
The inevitable mortal wound waits for me on yonder hill
As the dawn breaks on the time transcribed for me
Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose

Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose
When he was first enclosed  
 For three dark days and three lonely nights
Until he returned unto the light 
Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose

Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose
When we are first enclosed
Waiting for his trumpet to blow 
And for all of his people to be called home
Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose


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Hope You Know My Name Part Two

He has so many names and there is so much confusion, 
I'm not sure I kow them all but here are a few.

The Word of God (rev. 19:1-16) 
The Word of Life  (1 John 1:1-3) (1 John 1-3)
The Alpha and The Omega (rev. 1:8) (rev. 22:13)
The Bright and Morning Star  (rev. 22:16)
Messiah   (Daniel 9:25) (1 John 1:41)
Lamb of God  (1 John 1:29)
King of Kings and Lord of Lords  (rev. 19:16)
The Chief Corner Stone  (1 John 20:17) (1 Peter 2:6) (Matthew 21:42)
Man of Sorrows  (Isaiah 53:3)
Rod from the Stem of Jessee  (Isaiah 11:10)
Holy One of Israel  (Isaiah 55:5)

I am sure there are so many more that fit 
fit the purpose. I would appreciate it if you
would like to collaborate I'm sure you know
some that are new, jump in if you would Please?


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TRUST IN GOD

                              TRUST IN GOD 
WO RAATOO KO UT KAR AKSAR   
         APNAY  RAB  SAY  SHIKAYAT  KARTA  THA 
UNDA - E - ZAY  AHTEYJAAJ  KO  WO  
           LAMHEY  SHIKAYAT  KEHTA  THA
NADAAN  NASAMAJ  PAGAL  DEEWANA  
          HALAAT  KI  GARDISH  KA  ILZAAM  
                           WO  APNAY  RAB  KO  DIYA  KARTA  THA
EK  DIN ALLAH  KO  JOSH  AYA
      TAQDEER  KO  US NAY  BADAL  HI  DALA
                AP  WO  RAATOO  KO  UT  KAR  
                            ROZ !  SUJDAY KIA KARTA HAY
SHUKRAY KUDA KAY NAM PAR
          HAR ROZ ROHYA KARTA HAY
                US KI TAKRAR MAY US KAY AITAJAAJ MAY
                       EK YAQEEN KA RANG THA, EK UMEED KA DUNG THA
ALLAH  KO  YEH  SAB  PASAND  AYA  
            BOLA!  JA  TUJH  KO  MAY  NAY  NAWAZ  DIYA  
                       JO  MANGTA  HAY    MANG
                           JO  KEHTA  HAI  KHAY
                                          KAY  MAY  RAZI  HOON  TUJH  SAY  BAHUT  
                                                          KUN  KAY  MAY  HI  TERA  KHUDA  HOON 
WRITTEN BY SHAISTA MANSOOR                       


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