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THE LAST DAYS

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

Copyright © stephanie hanvey | Year Posted 2013


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Mary Magdalene

One summer eve in Galilee
I stood before my open door;
to me it seemed just one more night--
like all the others gone before.
Someone would come and, passing by,
would hear the tinkling of the bells,
would see the garish harlot's robe
and painted eyes beneath my veil.
Someone, a man like all the rest--
it did not matter much to me--
a nobleman, Samaritan,
a Roman or a Pharisee,
someone would pause and with one glance
strip me again of maiden pride,
and leaving, later, never know
the shame and shattered dreams I hide.
O, he would think me very gay;
he would not see my hollow heart
nor hear me curse him for his pay.
Just then I saw a band of men
approaching down the narrow road;
there should be one among that crowd
aho wants the favors I bestow.
Kind eyes met mine, and with one look,
He saw what others could not see;
He saw the hunger of my soul,
my loneliness and misery.

I only know that since that day
I live to walk along with Him.
His look of love has changed my life;
I need not sell my love again.
Tonight He dines at Simon's house__
all day the dusty paths we roamed;
but, still he waits, unwashed, unkissed;
small courtesies no one has shown.
My love for Him! It rolls and swells
till from His side I cannot stay;
I will wash His feet with tears of love
and with my hair wipe the sand away.

Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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Deep Understanding

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

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2014


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Pal

Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”

One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But there, to his surprise…

Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
After the last one was planted, he sniffed it;
Then turned and licked Bob’s face.

Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”

Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.

Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed. 
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.

Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he‘d come on the double.

Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray, 
“Lord, let this day be my last.”

For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one evening,
Pal quietly passed away.

Bob held Pal in his arms and wept.
“Oh, Pal…my best friend…you saved my life.” 
He caressed Pal as he reminisced;
Then, sometime in the night, Bob joined his wife.

The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought fresh flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….

Stood an old dog beside the stone, 
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place. 
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then, turned and licked her face.

She smiled through her tears.  
“I had a dog when I was young...
A good one too.  His name was Pal.”

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014

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Gratitude

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

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Shabbat Shalom

Sweet woman of Yahweh
sing to me
the Song of Songs
song of love
with kisses of wine.

I desire you
as Adam desired Eve
primordial affection
this knowledge I seek of you
my beloved one.

You are dark and beautiful
but grace alone is deceitful
beauty by itself ever so vain
you my love possess both
coupled with the fear of Yahweh
for you are deserved of praise.

I seek you
when dusk turns to night
Shabbat
the remnants of daylight
is in your eyes
leaving a kiss of the days memory.

Let us read from the books of Zohar
we are surrounded
by the Kabballat angels
where the Shabbat Queen
restores our love each week.

Oh my love
suspended are we
between the secular
and the sacred.

Almighty God has created
this wonderful world for us
in radiant shards and sparks of light
tonight we tend our souls.

Come let us embrace the Kaballah
I draw for you
a most wonderful mandala
for my darling 
 a dream is dreamed three times.

The evening is upon us
I see over your shoulder falling
your hair in serpent like ringlets
your black hair is twisted
to allure you to me
my new found lover
Shabbat Shalom....

Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2013

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MY SOUL AND I

MY SOUL AND I

The Spiritual harmony of the Soul
 notes I hear early morn
Better life may be the earnest goal
 yet weakness comes when born

Sunlight sends its beauty to me
 birds sing a morning tune
Life begets its wonderful mystery
 beautiful as light of the moon

Each day imparts lessons to learn
 hours gifted to be alive
Work done, midnight oil to burn
 on love one can thrive

Life now sends me gifts anew
 dances with a true love
Discoveries very old and true
 all sent by our God above

Gleanings for the Soul to tend
 salvation depends not on you 
For true love man must depend
On our Savior having paid all our due!

Robert J. Lindley, 10-15-2014

Man is a lost traveler , searching for a calm port in the midst of a raging storm.
His spirit cries out for relief, 
for a saving belief,
for love and sweet life to be a norm
Alas, tis not to be
life is oft a stormy sea
no refuge from it to flee
unless with faith , true salvation is plea....
simply, sincerely ask and will be granted to thee....

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014

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How I Need Jesus


Dear Jesus…  I realize
how much I really need you!
  I want to honor, 
love and trust you!

I  know that others will
disappoint me…
I know that you’re here….  
And will take care of me!

  Your principles of holy
living is what you taught!
Love, Joy and peace…
is what you brought!

 May I bring honor 
 to your name!
Your message of salvation,
I need to proclaim!

Dear Jesus…  You’re all I need!
 And so much more!
It’s you that my life 
was meant for!

 I offer to you, my lord, 
praise and thanksgiving!
For all you’ve done,
 And the life you’re giving!

You all I’ll ever need!  
The anointed one!
There’s victory in YOU!
Life’s battles are won!

By Jim Pemberton    

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |

Jesus Must Roll His Eyes

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

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Son of Man


Adam was the first man,
perfectly made
But he did not have a godly nature
to resist the supreme tempter,
Satan
Adam left us, his children, a legacy of sin
Disobedience wrought devastation,
and death became mankind's unwelcome friend
Who in the world can save us
from the clutches of death?
Who in the world can deliver us 
from taking our last breath?

Son of Man,
yes, the Son of Man can
Son of Man,
the second Adam

Adam was a living soul,
unable to stop death from overpowering him
Dust to dust,
back to the grave
Lord, we needed someone
who had the power to save

Son of Man,
heavenly made
He had the power to defeat death,
He had the power to save from the grave

The second Adam
was given dominion over all things
He made death impotent:
O death, where is your sting?

Son of Man,
yes, the Son of Man
has the quickening spirit
Life giving, soul saving spirit
Singing everlasting life, can you hear it?

Son of Man
Get to know who He is
Learn everything about Him
that you can

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016

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First to Go Up


Who will lead the charge,
be the first to go up?
Who will be the one who will start 
to spread courage
throughout the camp of the host?
All of the faithful know
that the battle is the LORD’s
But we were chosen to be vessels 
to witness and glorify
And should it be on this sacred altar of praise,
perhaps to fall on the battlefield and die
Who will be the first one to go up,
to engage the enemy without fear?
God is on the side of His righteous people,
therefore, holy must we remain
So that our soul won’t be counted among the slain
Who will lead the charge,
who will go up first?
Who will leave the wounded last,
who will give drink to their thirst?
Save us, as in times past, 
O my God ... 
save us with a mighty thunder burst
In the midst of the howling wind,
let it be me who honor thee
Let it be me                           first
	          to willingly     up 
			           go 

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017

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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity

Copyright © Amy Rose | Year Posted 2013

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A Mother's Love


A Mother’s Love… How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child… It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold… Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a “guiding force…” Even if her children’s lives stray “off course.” I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

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That Spark of Hope

A little girl lost her home this year, for her, Christmas wouldn't be there.
Her family was angry from all the troubles, they simply couldn't repair.
Don’t bother us about presents her parents said, they were depressed by their fate.
With bitterness they said, you’d be lucky to have dinner tonight, or even a plate.
Life was harsh, nowhere to go, anger and fear had put their souls, in a terrible place.
The little girl had found no hope or joy, lurking near their old car, of late.
The car was their home, gas money was scarce, and with few places they could park.
Yes, their troubles had slowly extinguished, that precious hopeful spark.
Without that spark, they’d never find their way, from this terrible place of cold and dark.
And life’s darkness grew deeper nightly, as hope vanished under a reality so stark.
Even the very fiber of her family, seemed to be shattering slowly, slowly, apart.
The child felt alone here in this dark car, as sadness tried to engulf her little girls heart.
The future seemed filled with hopelessness, as shame and dread, were leaving their mark.
Embarrassment to be seen and turned away, made it hard for them to reach out, to restart.
But life goes on, and we can’t fear to rebuild, or the future will be hard to impart.
The girl suddenly declared there’s more to life, and she wouldn't let it conquer her heart.
She decided triumphs will come, and all will get better, if she held to that hopeful spark.
Seeing the desolation and anger here, she couldn't stay around, she had to get away…
So she climbed out of the car, and she walked into town, not so very far to stray.
She went and looked at the store windows, where Christmas was being displayed.
The music and people filled her heart, lifting her spirits, deep inside, that day.
She noticed a store, way down at the end of the row, on the next block, where it lay.
No one was there, it seemed lonely, and the darkness was again, spreading it’s decay.
She ran there in time to see an old man closing up, with sadness on his face betrayed.
What use were his goods, if no one would shop, or come down along his way?
The super store down the block, was daily making him lose more and more in the fray.
He could no longer afford to hire people, and the season had very little time, to stay.
As they talked the girl saw that she couldn't let the darkness take another, so she prayed.
Then she told the old man, if he’d open the shop, she’d bring customers down his way.
She added, she’d find reasonable workers, if her family could live upstairs, she portrayed.
First bring the customers, he said, and the rest will be yours little friend, he conveyed.
She had him put his best toys, as a contest prize, and to add lots of lights on the display.
He set a contest, “Winners-the best collectors for families in need” on Christmas Eve.
He put out a bright contest sign, but still nobody came to his end of the block, to survey.
So she had him call the Salvation Army, for a kettle, Bell ringer, and Carolers, who came 
Lickety split, their way.
Then she had him call a dear old friend, and farmer, to bring a tractor full of bails of hay.
Another volunteered his horse and sleigh, both, to see the city lights thru New Years Day.
This was a great idea, since the older drivers, could use the help, for their bills to pay.
The girl ran all over spreading the excitement, and to come see the prizes, his way.
The families suddenly started heading toward his door, and to those wondrous rides.
At that moment her parents came, and she explained what her hope, had improvised.
Her father talked a contractor into building a disabled family a home, to help advertise.
He could get a tax break; come to this store for supplies, and hire unemployed workers, he devised, so wise.
In the end, each night grew brighter, because of a girls hope, and heart-warming delight.
And the old man began smiling for the first time, in a long, long, time, starting that night.
All was saved, a home was found, and another built, as a sad little girl taught grownups to smile along the way… 
You might say, A Spark of Hope lit a candle, then a raging fire, which was burning bright by Christmas day.

The moral to my story is:
Never give up on Hope; it’s your best friend, as life brings its troubles your way…
Know that with time, a good heart, good will, and friendly ways… 
You can find God’s gifts again, if you don’t let the dark take you away…

Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2013

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Heritage of Faith


The apostles entrusted the “Sacred deposit” of the faith
Contained in Sacred scripture and Tradition
To the whole Church
By adhering to this heritage
The entire holy people
United to its pastors
Remains always faithful to the teaching of the apostles
The brotherhood
To the breaking of bread
Prayers
So, in maintaining
Practicing
Professing the faith that has been handed on
There should be a remarkable harmony between the bishops
Faithful

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

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Unity of the Old and New Testaments

As an old saying put it
The New Testament lies hidden in the Old
The Old Testament is unveiled in the New

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Shall We Try For One More Year

How many years now has it been – maybe fifty-seven? We’ve traveled down some pleasant roads, on our way to Heaven. We’ve looked into each other’s eyes – seen both joy and despair. We’ve wondered how we’d make it when resources were not there. In looking back to find just how this love of ours began I believe it is controlled by some divine master plan. I believe if God does not exist there’d be no you and me. And all this time together would be less than destiny. I know that my redeemer lives – God’s word tells me so – He sent you as a soul mate as through this life I go. He knew there would be obstacles; I know He put some there To determine if we’d solve them with the mighty gift of prayer. I believe the lesson we have learned in traveling down life’s road Is to bring our troubles to Him to lighten up the load. We realize that we’ve been blessed sharing time together here Still one decision faces us --- Shall we try for one more year? Written for my wife on the occasion of our 57th…12/21/12 … Let’s go again Darlin’…. John Posey

Copyright © John Posey | Year Posted 2012

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Man's Corruption God's Redemption

Man's Corruption...  God's Redemption!

The Bible speaks of man's sin and corruption.
That's why God has offered us, his redemption!

The heart is desperately wicked above all things.
There's an evil corruption that sin brings!

The Lord searches our heart and tests our ways.
He watches our lives, all of our days!

There's nothing good in ourselves.
Not now, or ever!
Without God's mercy...
We're doomed forever!

But, through Christ, there's a way and a plan!
He made this available to every woman and man!

His gift of salvation is a message of love, made clear!
The coming of Jesus Christ,
 draws ever so near!

We can trade our sinful corruption, 
for a new way of living!
Won't you come before the Lord,
with a heart of giving?

Giving our life to Jesus,
 is the best thing to do!
By his power and grace, you can be
made BRAND NEW!

I'm thankful for his salvation! 
 Mercy has been applied!
Because of Christ' death on the cross…
I'm now sanctified!

By Jim Pemberton   

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

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God Gave Us Brothers And Sisters For A Reason

God Gives Us Brothers and Sisters For A Reason!

God gives us brothers and sisters for a reason!
As children, we have each other, throughout the seasons!

We laugh and play together and do all sorts of things…
Often not realizing what the future of life brings!

As kids, we often share whatever life may give us!
And stick together, no matter what trials may face us!

But, as we grow older, too often, we part separate ways.
And lose any contact with each other for countless days!

I’ve seen all kinds of things tear families all apart.
Often, there’s some kind of
 unforgiveness of the heart!

If you, and your siblings, have reached a separation…
May you seek Jesus for
a Godly reconciliation!

As family, whatever divides, must be lifted up in prayer!
Where two or three are gathered…  God is there!

Just think about what the family unit has become!
The love of Jesus must be what binds us all as one!

Getting along as a family, is more than just a “feeling!”
The blood of Christ needs to bring an “inner healing!”

The family that each of us have,
 may not be here tomorrow!
Are you one who’s holding on to bitterness and sorrow?

May the words of Christ help us all to get along!
That through HIM, our families
will be STRONG!

By Jim Pemberton   10/20/13

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

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What Is This Church All About

What Is This Church All About?

Is this church meant for people like me?
Is this where God really wants me to be?

They claim to be filled with God’s spirit.
When it comes to HIS truth...  Can they give it?

I’m sure there’s many who come and attend
It’s more than “church on Sunday,” that we must spend!

We must reach out to the lost and the oppressed!
After all, Christ gave us his very best!

May we all preach the gospel and God’s holiness!
And strive to seek his awesome righteousness!

Living for Jesus must be a daily walk and experience!
Not simply based on our “ambitious self appearance.”

God isn’t interested in a denomination or a title…
He wants to know…  Do we really believe the Bible?

He’s not interested in the money put in the offering plate.
He wants to know; “Are you ready
 to enter heaven’s gate?”

May we strive to serve Jesus with a zeal and passion!
And be filled with his holiness and compassion!

May we serve Jesus from a heart of humbled confession!
And making our commitment to him,
 our #1 possession!

“Unless the Lord builds the house.”  
They labor in vain that build it!
Let’s seek the power of God! 
May his presence completely fill it!!

By Jim Pemberton    

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

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Bethlehem

Bethlehem 
     Means House of Bread

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2014

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The True Meaning of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter! The true meaning of the Easter story, Is God’s Son came down to Earth from glory. Jesus really does love you and me. He was born to die that you might be free. For 33 years, he lived among sinful men. Then one day was to be an atonement for our sin. He who was born of the virgin Mary’s womb. Was to one day rise again from an empty tomb. So many people today have gotten into a bad habit, of replacing Jesus with the bunny rabbit. So please reach out to others and let them know, Of the lover and redeemer of their soul. The true meaning of Easter must forever be said. Of God’s son who died, but arose from the dead! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

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A Priest Forever

Jesus or Father Christ 
     A priest forever
     In the order of Melchizedek

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2014

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God Is Good All the Time


God Is Good! All the Time! God is good! All of the time! I'm so thankful, he's a friend of mine! His goodness reaches beyond the stars! He's always here! Never too far! His goodness reaches, beyond our understanding! And gives life freely! And it's everlasting! His goodness brings comfort, Peace, and hope! And helps me down, life's "slippery slopes!" Please, dear God, May your goodness flow! And bring much needed strength to my soul! Your goodness always strengthens my spirit! Help me to be willing, to freely share it! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

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I'm a Muslim I'm not a Terrorist

I am a Muslim, I’m not a “terrorist”.
How can I be a terrorist
when I’m against all kinds of injustice.

I’m against every act of sin and evil.
I hate all kinds of crime and even loathe
what Adolf did to the innocent Jewish people.

I hate what God hates; He (Allah) hates oppression.
I’m against stealing, against taking away
people’s loved ones and belongings for no reason.

I’m against suicide bombings,
against racism, against ignorance,
against self-harm and even derision.

What God hates I hate and God (Allah) hates
oppression. I hate it too when people fight
for foolish nationalistic reasons.

I’m a Muslim; I follow the true religion
of mercy from Allah the Most Merciful
Who simply wants us to answer His Call
to believe in Just One -Just One God of all.

So don’t call me a “terrorist” when I clearly
don’t have a ‘mass destruction’ weapon
and my goal in life is to
be with our God (Allah) in Heaven.

Copyright © Mariam Mababaya | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

Understanding Reconciliation

Sometimes fundamentalist Christians
Give the expression “to be saved”
All you need to do is “repent”
Meaning to give up your sinful ways

This sentence from the Gospel of St. Mark
May seem to support this perspective
Trouble is
It all depends on what you mean by “repentance”
“Sin”

Some Catholics seem to limit their understanding of sin to a legalistic one
Where disobeying a law, rule
Or Commandment is what sin is all about – period
It maybe more balanced

Spiritually beneficial to understand
As any behavior that breaks or weakens
One’s relationship with Eternal God
Neighbor or oneself

A healthy understanding of the Sacrament of Reconciliation
Based on the insight that reconciliation with Eternal God happens in
Through reconciliation with the faith community that is the Church

Accordingly
One may sin
By either doing something
Or not doing something

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |

Understanding Lipids


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 | Free verse |

I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.
Amen.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013