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Details | Rhyme |
Too hard for me to say goodbye
For all apparent reasons why
Even though we all know it must be
Each heart will someday stop the beat
When the rhythm of life, and silence, finally meet
.
Yet I always seem so surprised 
To find that death is part of life 
Knowing that regret, will now haunt my every rhyme 
The specter called "if only", will inhabit every line.
Wish I could arbitrate a deal to have gained a little time
Just one more talk with Sissy, to ease my guilty mind. 
.
And the sun now sets on my regrets
I gamble on time and lose each bet
Thinking I'll move on and yet, 
here I set . . .
Wishing for one more time 
One more pun
One more smile 
That will never come 
.
If I could just recall the things you said that mattered to you most.
Memories un memorized
That now I'll never know
Years of conversation when I didn't pay attention
Times I should have said I love you 
And somehow failed to mention
.
Then when you tried to tell me you felt your time was drawing near
Your selfish little brother pretended not to hear.
Even when you did your best,  and tried to let me know
You'd made your peace and you were ready, and that for you . . . 
It was simply time to go

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2015




Details | Light Poetry |
As the morning breaks and day begins
The sun ascends to the sky
A whole new day is born again
Like the billions that have done gone by

The sea waves crash into the rocks
As they have done since time began
And soak the sand on beaches
And to the sea they’ll return again

Forest covered earth is home
To a million animals and plants
That live and feed off of each other
The circle of life is constant

The sky filled with every kind of bird
A breathtaking view it is.
As life goes about its own way
For millions of years like this.

Then God created a different type
Of animal that came to be
The ruler over all the earth
He would name every plant and tree.

God would call his creation man
He would live in paradise
Then create woman from mans rib 
They’d walk side by side.

Bound to God and Gods rules
And never to eat from the forbidden tree
But man being man being tempted
His desires would be set free

As they ate the forbidden fruit
Their minds began to see
Their innocence had disappeared
Their lives changed dramatically

Cast out from the Garden Of Eden
Man and woman had to make their own way
They were given a shot at paradise
But like man they threw it away.

Copyright © Ricky Sholar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Acrostic |
B  ridge Over Troubled Water...
R  ealizing I am not above trouble...
I  am human to a fault...
D ecisions in life to be crossed...
G  od knows my life stands at the alter...
E  ternity is my bridge over troubled water...

O  ver Troubled Water...
V  ictory in the mist of my troubles...
E  ven when I make the same mistakes...
R  ivers of troubled water will take place...

T  roubled Water...
R  eality sinks in, through the flow of the river...
O  nly that can be seen, by the unseen eye...
U  nderneath the bridge there lies...
B  eneath the waters that flow...
L  ies awaiting the answer to our call...
E  very decision that can be made over...
D  ecides our destiny through troubled waters...

W  ater...
A  s clear as the answer to our troubles...
T  akes us on to a new life...
E  ternity, forever illuminated by the living Christ...
R  ealizing that He is the answer to, Bridge Over Troubled Water... 

By:  Cinda M Carter

Contest...Bridge Over Troubled Water

2-26-14

Acrostic

Copyright © Cinda Carter | Year Posted 2014




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

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
Jesus must roll His eyes a million times a day
Watching and listening to the things we do and say.
We get angry over the little things we cannot control,
Yet we praise Him zealously when we get a free cinnamon roll.

God has a sense of humor,  just look at your goofy friends,
Taking pictures with their picture phones that no will (hopefully) see again.

We take delight in the strangest things,
like toddlers peeing on a tree,
Yet when it comes to death and dying; 
how somber we can be.

The very thing we should celebrate, a life with Him above,
We grieve and worry and fret about, forgetting about His love.

So let’s celebrate our gifts from God and 
His sense of humor too,
And join Jesus as He rolls His eyes 
at the things we say and do.

Copyright © Kristie Raburn | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |
Why would I want to be a Christian
First of all ask yourself why would you not
It can’t be because you want infinite pain and torture
That’s something that nobody wants

You can’t want to spend the rest of eternity
In the second death or Hell
The horrible things Satan holds in store
Is far worse than even the Bible can tell

But to be saved, and accept Jesus Christ
And have that feeling of joy as a Christian
To have that gift of eternal life above
There’s no better satisfaction

So keep in mind what God holds in store
A life eternal in that heavenly home
And think about what Satan offers
Eternal death for the non believers left all alone

Copyright © Ricky Sholar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Lyric |
Jesus, Your love changed me
Your love made the difference
You loving me changed me
I’m not the same
I’ve been changed
I’m a new person
Changed from the inside out
Jesus, Your love changed me
Your love made the difference
You loving me changed me
I can pray for my enemies
I can turn the other cheek 
Jesus, Your love changed me
Your love made the difference
You loving me changed me
I can love, love unconditionally
I can bless those who curse me 
Although not always easy, I can do it
Yes, I can do it 
Jesus, Your love changed me
Your love made the difference
You loving me changed me
Changed me from the inside out

Copyright © Sonnier Williams | Year Posted 2017

Details | Prose Poetry |
FLEEING IRMA

spotlight moon, full, like an Old Testament cloud, leading
Floridians forth, not into the desert, but away from the wrath
of Irma.  bumper to bumper, neighbors from pilot to caboose,
illuminated in each other’s flood beams. testiness and pride
put aside, as fleeing cars, in camaraderie, brave the calm
before the storm. like the Israelites, they leave behind the
homes they know, put themselves in the hands of God. many
have family and friends north of their beloved peninsula,
an unintended visit, a warm haven, not a picnic nor a vacation,
but each pulls themselves up, for our Southern neighbors
are not of the craven sort. those who choose to live near the sea,
with its beauty and fortitude, know how to batten down the hatches.
hammocks left behind will tangle, and hug palm trees, suffering
the loss of their occupants. hotels, with never ending vacationers,
takes a much needed rest. God believes in rest, sometimes
a seven year sabbath, even when the soul forgets its place. we
pray, even north of the path, in stillness, we must, in gratitude,
never taking for granted, lest we too find ourselves seeking solace
elsewhere. godspeed our tanned Peninsula friends. godspeed
and bless, with safety, tenacity, and love as we reel you in.

9/8/2017

Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |
"I Do Believe" 

The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever} 
to enrich God within us 
to an optimum level 
so that We as Humans 
can be guided by God 
to fuel out brothers and sisters 
with the same driving force 
to connect with the living God, 
to His existence and 
to See the Invisible, 
Believe the Incredible, and 
to Receive the Impossible 
to our everlasting journey 
to Heaven.

Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013

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Copyright © Rev. Dr. Samuel Mack OMS DD | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger





Copyright © Christina Holmes | Year Posted 2013

Details | Personification |
Four corners.
Stands, four players. 
Quarrels of foul cries, collided.
Facing each nemesis into quadrants, divided. 

Individuals motivated by objectives.
Devising plans, careful detectives. 
Goal to achieve the highest rank, careful steps--discriminate.
Going by the hit-list, tunnel vision, hindrances must eliminate. 

Scoping intensely, measuring opponents, methodical evaluation. 
Staying alert, mind assessment, sedulous investigation. 
Shrill of the first struck, the red bullet--bounces. 
Instant reflex, ricochet the shot, violence--denounces. 

The King may bend the rules, charges swift modification. 
The Pawns are summoned, critical prosecution. 
The Bishop prays for the suspects, classified praises, flattery denunciation. 
The Queen cradles a heart, each beat rebounds, battery probation.

Copyright © Jesson Rata | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
                             ~This Is The Day The Lord Gave.~
                 That July 7 2007 was supposed to be my Birthday
                     But it turned out to be a tragic sinister day.
           That same moment my son was supposed to come in a joyful way
                      But it turned out to be a devastation day.
                                           I Prayed 
                    What was supposed to be our celebration day
                           turned out to be our darkest Friday.
                     What was supposed to be an unforgettable day
                     turned out to be a wishful forgettable Tuesday.
                                         Obscure Days
                   What was supposed to be our family reunion day
              turned out to be the birth of a hideous cancerous malady                       
                   that destroyed all of my sons upcoming healthy days.
                That Monday instead became a wounded bleeding today
                       having to listen to what the doctor had to say.
             It turned out to be 5 months chemo therapy of shadowy days.
                                        Grace From Heaven
              My sons soul awakened his spirit one night on his hospital bed
                        sleeping felt a hand pat on his shoulders
                    heard a voice,my son you will not die have faith
                      your soul will awaken and you will be cured.
                                          Today 5 Years Later
                                     Is What The Lord Gave.
                     Mother & son are miraculously extremely happy 
                            out of the hospital he was flying away  
                     no more chemo therapy & cancer out of his way. 
                      Celebrating my sons healing soul will last Today 
                            Tomorrow And All His Upcoming Days. 
                                           Thank You Lord
                                     For Giving Us That Day.
                                            A Mother
                                         Therese Bacha.  
                                            

Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |
Don't you worry bout my soul
Til you've been down all my lonely roads
And gauged the weight of my full load 
Don't you worry bout my soul
.
I see you on the tv conning, talking squawking walking like you really care about me and my kind
You cry your tears like a  crocodile  empty eyes phony smile,
To me I plainly see you're clearly blind 
So don't you worry bout my kind . . .
I see everything just fine
You're busy yelling and a tellin me all the things you think you can see, going on in this ol world you think ain't right
Get the beam on out of your own eye, til you've listened to the children cry, hungry and tormented in the night 
Don't you worry bout my eyes . . .
I'm seeing everything just fine
.
Don't you worry bout my ears
Cause you've been deaf for many years
I don't need some deaf man tellin me what I should hear or how to be, when he is only playing on my fears
So don't you worry bout my ears . . .
I hear your deafness loud and clear
.
Don't you worry bout my mind
Though it gets misplaced from time to time
But I think I know what courage means, how heartache feels, when freedom rings
And I know that I am running out of time
So don't you worry bout my mind . . .
I think I'll get along just fine
.
Don't you worry bout my soul
Cause I met the Master long ago
And the one you portray Him to be
Is not the same One known to me
The One Who made me free so long ago
So don't you worry bout my soul.
.
Mathew 15:14

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |

Lipid is another name for fat
Blood lipids are fats in your blood
Doctor creates a breakdown of different types of fat in your blood
Help determine the type of heart disease you’re at risk

When your doctor or healthcare provider checks your lipids
You are to get a list of the following categories
Total cholesterol
Includes the sum of HDL, LDL, and VLDL cholesterol components

High-density lipoprotein  (HDL)
Commonly called “good” cholesterol
It carries excess cholesterol back to liver
Which processes and excretes the cholesterol

Low-density lipoprotein (LDL)
Bad cholesterol
High levels are linked to increase the risk for heart disease
You want this below 100 mg/dl

Very-low-density lipoprotein (VLDL)
Determined by dividing triglyceride by 5
VLDL can be converted to LDL or
Bad cholesterol

Triglycerides
Blood fat that is not only affected by the fat in your diet
But is increased by excess calories in the diet
By excess carbohydrate in the diet

Normal for triglycerides to increase after eating a meal
But they usually fall back to normal in 2 to 3 hours
High triglycerides have recently been linked to heart disease
You want this number below 150 mg/dl

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Prose Poetry |

The Word of Eternal God
Which is the power of Eternal God for salvation to everyone who has faith
Is set forth 
Displays its power in a most wonderful way in the writings of the New Testament
Which hand on the ultimate truth of Eternal God’s Revelation
Their central object is Jesus or Father Christ
Eternal God’s incarnate Son
His acts
Teachings
Mission and glorification 
His Church’s beginnings under the spirit’s guidance

The Gospels are the heart of all Scriptures
Because they are our principal source for the life 
Teaching of the incarnate Word
Our Savior

We can distinguish three stages in the formation of the Gospels

The life and teaching of Jesus or Father Christ
The Church holds firmly that the four Gospels
Whose historicity she unhesitatingly affirms
Faithfully hand on what Jesus
The Eternal Son of Eternal God
While He lived among men
Really did and taught for their salvation
Until the day when He was taken up

The oral tradition 
For
After the ascension of the Lord
The apostles  handed onto their hearers what they had said and done
But with fuller understanding which they
Instructed by the glorious events of Father Christ 
Enlightened by the spirit of truth
Now enjoyed

The written Gospels
The sacred authors
In writing the four gospels
Selected certain of the many elements which had been handed on
Either orally or already in written form
Others they senthesized or explained with an eye to the situation of the Churches
While sustaining the form of preaching
But always in such a fashion that they have told us the honest truth about Jesus

The fourfold Gospel holds a unique place in the Church
As is evident both in the veneration which the liturgy  accords it 
In surpassing attraction it has exercised on the saints at all times

There is no doctrine which could be better
More precious
More splendid than the text of the Gospel
Behold and retain what our Lord and Master
Father Christ
Has taught by His words and accomplished by His deeds

But above all it’s the Gospels that occupy my mind when I’m at prayer
My poor soul has so many needs
Yet this is the one thing needful
I’m always finding fresh lights there
Hidden and enthralling meanings

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Blank verse |
The eye,a sign the 
unwise can't comprehend
  Forged from the world's 
origin,an 
illumination in darkened 
minds,for the 
enlightened ones like 
Leonardo da Vinci,Isaac 
Newton,John Milton....etc.
   The eye is a tree 
with many branches like 
Priory of Scion,Knight 
templars,I.O.G.T,United 
Nations,Masonic 
Lodge,Music industry, 
Politics,global economy, 
etc 
stretching beyond 
human imaginations-felt 
in all corners of earth.
  The world is clothed 
through wisdom from 
above.
   The eye,all seeing 
sign,an invincible 
emblem of power and 
riches to the lion hearted 
and loyal souls.
A seat of influence and 
fame.
  Creating the social order 
through men of power....
  Some see it as a 
curse,others a blessing.
  I feel it,the great eye is 
everywhere watching 
you!

Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |

Faith is an entirely free gift that Eternal God makes to man
We can lose this priceless gift
As St. Paul indicated to St. Timothy
Wage the good warfare
Holding faith and a good conscience 
By rejecting conscience certain persons have made shipwreck of their faith
To live
Grow
And persevere in the faith until the end
We must nourish it with the word of Eternal God
We must beg the Lord to increase our faith
It must be
Working through charity
Abounding in hope
Rooted in the faith of the Church

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Epitaph |
Legacy of Errors (Epitaph) An eternity of anguish, endured, Wounds healed, scars uncured, A legacy of errors and mistakes, A lifetime of lessons unlearned, Won 6th Place in the contest: Any 5 line Poem by friend 'Poet Destroyer':)

Copyright © Mohammad Taha Effendi | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |
Part 3 to, Thunder and The Future Soldier, a Trilogy

A wee little boy
From the other side of the world
In the hills of Virginia
Where serenity and calm reign

He meanders home from school
Baseball was such blast
All boys should be sentenced to such enchantments 
He smiles, as his eyes gleam at father’s computer

Wow, a video game he sees
How I love those games he exclaims!
Curiosity has captured his imagination
As he plays with mouse and joystick

Far far away, in the land of ISIS
A jeep filled with soldiers
Whose only goal, is to fulfill their hatred
Allah they say, when it’s only narrow minds they worship

A drone fly’s overhead, surveilling these routes of ancient hate
Silently filming the movements below
Now we have an eye on the devil, from afar
Our heads in the clouds no more

The little boy is good at this game
He has played super Mario and more
So he takes his best shot
And KABOOM  the jeep of devils explodes

The drone fires his missiles
Obliviating those inhuman targets below
Command and control in shock
The drone was unarmed after all

The little boy jumps in glee
That video game was tons of fun
Through an open window
The Butterfly flutters overhead, 

A silent smile

Justice undone, now restored

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |
When Mother Mary and St. Joseph brought baby Jesus to the temple for His presentation and consecration
A devout man named Simeon proclaimed big things about the life of their Son
 An Ominous aside
He told Mother Mary that she would be pierced with a sword

That isn’t quite the fortune a sweet mother wants to hear
Yet Mother Mary accepted her fate
Just as gracefully as she did
When she learned she was pregnant

Her acceptance reminds us that love is an honor and a privilege
When we love deeply, we make ourselves vulnerable to deep pain
This is the finest pain of all
Sacrifice of the highest order
Eternal God will equip as to love like this
Eternal God will comfort us when it hurts


Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Prose Poetry |
Where I’m from
Would you like to know
Where I was born
From whose seeds I sow
Not from the hill country
Where beautiful flowers bloom
Not by the river
Where brides marry in June
But I’m from a place
You’ve never been
I’m from the depths of hearts so true
I’m from the soul of hearts once blue
I’m from the joy of what’s meant to be
I’m from a place you dream to see
I am an angel
I’m from above
I was born in a city
But,
I come from love.

By Patricia Templeton

Copyright © Patricia Mitchell-Nunn | Year Posted 2014

Details | Prose Poetry |

What moves us to believe is not the fact that revealed truths 
Appear as true and intelligible in the light of our natural reason
We believe because the authority of Eternal God Himself who reveals them
Who can neither deceive nor be deceived
So that the submission of our faith nevertheless be in accordance with reason
Eternal God willed that external proofs of his Revelation
Should be joined to the internal help of the Eternal Holy Spirit
Thus the miracles of Father Christ and the saints
Prophecies
The Church’s growth and holiness
Her fruitfulness and stability are the most certain signs of divine Revelation
Adapted to the intelligence of fall
They are motives of credibility
Which show that the assent of faith is by no means a blind impulse of the mind

Faith is certain
It is certain than all human knowledge 
Because it is founded at the very word of Eternal God who cannot lie
To be sure
Revealed truths can seem obscure to human reason and experience
But
The certainty that the divine light gives is  greater than that
Which the light of natural reason gives
Ten thousand difficulties do not make one doubt

Faith seeks understanding 
It is intrinsic to faith that a believer desires to know better
The One in whom he has put his faith
To understand better what He has revealed
A more penetrating knowledge will in turn call forth a greater faith
Increasingly set afire by love
The grace of faith opens the eyes of our hearts
To a lively understanding of the contents of Revelation
That is
Of the reality of Eternal God’s plan and the mysteries of faith
Of their connection with each other with Father Christ
The center of the revealed mystery
The same Eternal Holy Spirit constantly perfects faith by his gifts
So that Revelation may be more and more profoundly understood
In the words of St. Augustine
I believe
In order to understand 
And I understand 
The better to believe
Or can truth ever contradict truth
Consequently
Methodical research in all branches of knowledge
Provided it is carried out in a truly scientific manner
Does not override moral laws
Can never conflict with the faith
Because the things of the world 
The things of faith derive from the same Eternal God
The humble and persevering investigator of the secrets of nature is being led
As it were
By the hand of Eternal God in spite of Himself
For it is Eternal God 
The conserver of all things
Who made them what they are

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |

The Church
The pillar and bulwark of the truth
Faith guards
The faith which was once for all delivered to the saints
She guards the memory of Father Christ’s words
It is she who  from generation to generation hands on the apostles’ confession of faith
As a mother who teaches her children to speak and so to understand and communicate
The Church our mother teaches us the language of faith 
In order to introduce us to the understanding and the life  of faith

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
Ah the cake before the icing!!!!!! 

Notes:

Aimee Semple McPherson (October 9, 1890 – September 27, 1944), also known as Sister Aimee, was a Canadian born in Salford, Ontario. She was a Los Angeles–based evangelist and media celebrity in the 1920s and 1930s.She founded the Foursquare Church. McPherson has been noted as a pioneer in the use of modern media, especially radio, and was the second woman to be granted a broadcast license. She used radio to draw on the growing appeal of popular entertainment in North America and incorporated other forms into her weekly sermons at Angelus Temple.

In her time she was the most publicized Christian evangelist, surpassing Billy Sunday and her other predecessors. She conducted public faith-healing demonstrations before large crowds, allegedly healing tens of thousands of people. News coverage sensationalized misfortunes with family and church members; particularly inflaming accusations she had fabricated her reported kidnapping, turning it into a national spectacle. McPherson's preaching style, extensive charity work and ecumenical contributions were a major influence in revitalization of American Evangelical Christianity in the 20th century.

Verse 1  Salford is the town in which she was born

Verse 2  As a teenager she would question visiting preachers about the existence of God

Verse 3  As a child she would often play “salvation army” 

Verse 4  She was known to understand men speaking in tongues even they did not know
She married a man Semple, thus the play on words, simple, Semple, they                     traveled the world preaching, where he does of malaria in Hong Kong

Verse 5  Her husband Semple left her with child, whom she named “Star”

Verse 6  She remarried and tried to be a good wife, however her calling was to preach,             during this time she was known to be obsessive about cleaning, however her children say that she was also a very loving mother, as a housewife as well as when she went back to preaching.

Verse 7  In Los Angles she formed the the “Temple of Angelus”

Verse 8  Is about her disappearance from Venice Beach in California, and re emerging in a town in Mexico 

Verse 9  The ultimate Kiss was a famous song by a Mexican group in  the 1960’s from the town where she re-appeared “ Aqua Prietas”   Brown Water in English. Echos, refers to Echo Park a place in Los Angles where she formed her church.

Verse 10 sensuous sermonizer is a quote by Cole Porter describing Aimee. She was known for feeding the poor during the depression, something the government was failing to do, as well s healing the sick, and although not always successful, there are some famous accounts of her success. She was known for using theater, music and radio to bring the world of god to the people, thus bring ancient ways to modern times, and many an Evangelist would copy her style, both the sincere and the false.

Verse 11 She was a known insomniac who could not sleep, and died of an over dose of sedatives. “a splendid score” refers to her ability to put on Broadway type shows to deliver her message, people would line up for blocks to see her productions.

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2014

Details | Prose Poetry |

It was apostolic tradition that the Church discerned writings
To be included in the list of Sacred Books
This complete list is called the canon Scripture
It includes 46 books for the Old Testament
45 if we account Jeremiah and Lamentations as one

The Old Testament is dispensable part of Sacred Scripture
Its books are divinely inspired and
Retain a permanent value
For the Old Covenant has never been revoked
Indeed
The economy of the Old Testament was deliberately so oriented
That it should prepare for and declare in prophecy in the coming of Father Christ
Redeemer of all men
Even though they contain matters imperfect and provisional
The books of the Old Testament
Bear witness to the divine pedagogy of Eternal God’s saving love
These writings are a storehouse of sublime teaching of Eternal God and
Of sound wisdom on human life
As well as a wonderful treasury of prayers
In them
Too
The mystery of our salvation is present in a hidden way


Christians venerate the Old Testament as true Word of Eternal God
The Church has always vigorously opposed
The idea of rejecting the Old Testament
Under the pretext that the New
Has rendered it void (Marcionism.

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Prose Poetry |

Thanks to the assistance of the Eternal Holy Spirit
The understanding of both the realities 
The words of the heritage of faith 
Able to grow in the life of the Church

Through the contemplation
Study of believers who ponder things in their hearts
Is in particular theological research which deepens knowledge of revealed truth

From intimate sense of spiritual realities which believers experience
The Sacred Scriptures grow with the one who reads them

From the teaching of those who have received
Along with their right of succession in the episcopate
The sure charism of truth

It is clear therefore that
In the supremely wise arrangement of EternalGod
SSacred tradition
Sacred Scripture
And the Magisterium of the Church are so connected
Associated
That one of them cannot stand without the others
Working together
Each in its own way
Under the action of the Eternal Holy Spirit
They all contribute effectively to the salvation of souls
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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
From the dust of earth, we were made
Breath of life You blow, so we could live
From Your image and likeness, we are
From Your abundant grace, still we're here

How wonderful You have loved us
How merciful You have forgiven us
How gracious You have blessed us
How great! How great You really are!

You breaking the chains that bind us
You heal any sickness that weaken us
Opening our eyes to things that blind us
Transforming us, renewing our spirits high

How great! How great You really are!
In my life, You my first and my last
Forever, praises and honor unto You
For How great! How great You are!

By:
olive_eloi
2:01 am
02/ 19/ 2014
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Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |

Essentially, there are two opposite Christologies.
Jesus as King, Jesus as outcast
Scripture plays with both
But the 2nd speaks to me far more powerfully

I like the idea of a Savior 
Lives with the meek and poor
The humble and humiliated
A Savor that says power and wealth are obstacles to spiritual health

A former sheepherder
Understood not being able to rest until those in your care are all recovered and safe
Lines from Psalm 118 repeated in Acts 4:11

Applied to Jesus
One of numerous places appears in the New Testament
The seeming paradox of these two cristologies are reconciled
The humiliated is triumphant; the one cast out is now at the center

As the resurrection account has unfolded in the gospel readings
We see the rejected one
Seemingly destroyed by earthly powers
Victorious

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Prose Poetry |
   ZINDAGI KA SAFAR
Zindagi wo nahi, JO Nazar Ati Hai Tum Ko
Yeh To Chalti Howi Sansoo Ka Safar Hoti Hai
Yeh To Bekiri Howi Yadoon Ka Mazhar Hoti Hai
Yeh To Totay Howay Lafzoon  Ka Nasar Hoti Hai
Zindagi!  To Naam Hai Us Insaneyat Ka
Jes Ki azmat Ka Yakin! Farashtoon Nay Sajday may Kiya
Zindagi! To paygham Hai Us Jazbay Ka
Jis Ka Safar Soraj Ki Kirnoo Say shuru Hota Hai
Zindagi, Us Katab Ki Manind Hai 
Jis Ka Unwaan !  Musafar Ki Akasi Karta hai
Zindagi To Kahani Hai Us Musafarat Ki     
 Jis Ki Manzil Soraj Kay goroob ! Honay Tek Hoti Hai
Zindagi To Naam Hai Us Rishtay Ka 
Jis Ka Raabta !  Rooh Or Jism Kay Darmiyan Hota Hai
Zindagi To Ahsaas Hai Us Mohabat Ka
Jis Ka Ahtamaam ! Khuda Nay Jannat Bana Kay Kiya
Yeh Wo Bewafa Hai Jo Khudi Kay Daway Kay Bawajood 
Khud Apnay Wojood Ko Pal may ! Tanha Kar deyti Hai Zindagi
Zindagi Salaam Ho Tuj Pay Kay Teri  Baqa Kay Leyeh
Qudarat Nay Shub-o-rooz Ko Sajaya Hai ! Zindagi Kay Leyeh
 
SHAISTA MANSOOR

Copyright © Shaista Mansoor | Year Posted 2013