Best Denominational Poems
two bible-blabbering, prattling pastors
from two denominational sectors
ended up in stitches and bloody plasters;
those around said it actually began
when one yelled, "faith alone can save a man!",
the other screamed, "only charitable acts can!";
swinging bulky bibles, shouting curses,
they whacked each other's eardrums and noses,
bludgeoned and bloodied their righteous faces;
so ironic, how they maimed each other
for faith, for charity and didn't bother
to heed the Lord's words: "Love one another."
From the time of Pentecost to now;
People have formed many denominations.
Searching for truths that are sound doctrine;
Denominations were formed due to dissensions.
God is the Father. God is the Son. And God is
The Holy Spirit Where the Father is not the
Son nor the Holy Spirit. The Son is not the
Father nor the Holy Spirit And the Holy
Spirit is not the Father nor the Son.
The unity of God in three persons,
Known as The Hoty Trinity;
God is calling us ls himself to be in perfect unity.
Shema: Hear O Israel for God is one.
Christ as the head of The Spiritual Church;
True Christians worship in Spirit and Truth.
God teaches us through the HoIy Bible;
Love builds the body of Christ, The Holy
Spirit-filled Christians, to become Holy
And perfect pleasing to God.
Each person who makes the confession
That Jesus is Lord and God raised Him from the dead
And they are truly sincere and they seek God to live holy
Are all members of God’s family
All members of God’s family who are truly dedicated to God
All members of God’s family who are serious about being ambassadors for Christ have callings on their lives and one or more gifts they can use for the great commission
People make a big deal about the wrong things in churches outside of their own or even think their home church or churches within their denomination are the only good churches when the reality is anyone living by the Bible and have experienced new birth and at least have a strong desire to fulfill their duties to God are righteous
It’s not the churches that make the Christians; it’s the Christians that make the churches and leadership should always stay in tune with the Lord because they have double accountability.
Some of are Baptist, some Methodist, some Apostolic, some Presbyterian, some Church of Christ, some Church of God in Christ and many people in today’s time worship in non-denominational churches. And that’s just a few.
But, those of us who obey and have a true relationship with the Lord are part of God’s family and as far as the anointing only being in certain churches, that’s only true when we as Christians fail to bring the anointing to the table every time we go to church; it is our duty to help set the atmosphere and take our gifts outside of church walls.
Some of all preachers, some teachers, some speakers, some creative writers, some singers, some musicians, and some of us can do nothing more than cook or do hair and nails. All of this can used to build God’s kingdom and makes all believers fit into the family of God.
Remember, the family of God consists of the entire body of Christ and instead of all this division, we should screaming out to those outside of the family of God “There’s room at the cross; get saved today!”
My faith is not in religion
Or denominational churches too
My faith is not in any good work
No matter what I do.
My faith is in my Saviour
Who shed His blood for me
My faith is in the finished work
The work at Calvary.
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Long I have lived in the Bible Belt,
Where every flavor of faith is for sale,
Oh I've dipped my toe to test a few,
And I've found myself in many pews,
So this is how I'll begin this tale.
One Sunday morn so crisp and bright,
I thought I'd finally found the light,
At a new church non-denominational,
Where the word seemed so very pure and whole,
Yet the spirit changed once I stepped inside.
Just listen to what they preach,
This doesn't match what they teach,
I was told this was someplace else,
This isn't what the flyer sells,
So quietly I waited humble and meek.
And as soon as the service was over,
I went looking for the preacher or pastor,
I said "I'm lost and the address must be wrong too,
Cause I looked for a church but instead found a condo."
And I was asked, "What do you mean Brother?"
Outside this sanctuary are the common grounds,
Where love, forgiveness, and acceptance abounds,
But in this great and most hallowed of halls,
Is where these magnanimous ideas fall,
And where the true private owners can be found.
Then I was told that I had it all wrong,
That I came when the message was too strong,
You see they hold three sermons a day,
Therefor they could meet the needs of every sway,
And I agreed I was confused all along,
This isn't a condo its a time-share,
The first sermon has fair weather fare,
The second is your everyday church,
And the third squeezes you until it hurts,
Oh what a come on, what a snare.
Now, I find that most churches are not this bad,
But keep your eyes open for those that have gone mad,
And pray for those who can not find the spirit within,
Who can so easily fall prey to those with like missions,
For time-share and condo churches are truly sad.
by My Gull Wheels On
A.K.A. Michael Wilson
There was an old man name of Moe
who had trouble just saying hello,
he was so fearfully shy
and would quite frequently cry,
when consulted he always said "No!"
Pherica Schmerica
Bank of America,
sultans of currency,
captains of greed.
Scourge of the ne'er-do-well,
denominational,
you mortgage your lifestyle
and they hold the deed.
A student who always got A's
never got nothin' but praise,
so when he dropped to a C
he declared, "Woe is me!
I hope that it's merely a phase!"
There was an old man name of Moe
who had trouble just saying hello,
he was so fearfully shy
and would quite frequently cry,
when consulted he always said "No!"
*******
Pherica Schmerica
Bank of America,
sultans of currency,
captains of greed.
Scourge of the ne'er-do-well,
denominational,
you mortgage your lifestyle
and they hold the deed.
******
A student who always got A's,
he never got nothin' but praise,
when he dropped to a C
he declared, "Woe is me!
I hope that it's merely a phase!"
Democratic Senator Kirsten Gillibrand
Surely the most pious, learned Christian in all the land
Came out today with a most scholarly shocker
For which I find it hard to do aught but mock her
She told several fawning reporters** that restricting abortion
Is against the Christian faith, at least its most important portion
She explained that Christians are given free will, and then this:
That a democracy separating church and state is sadly remiss
If it intends to impose anti-abortion 'faith' against its citizens' wills
Thus labeling pro-lifers a denominational religion, as do political shills
So, whatever your stance on abortion may be, from pro-it to the death penalty
Perhaps on this we can all agree: Ms. Gillibrand's logic is pure quackery.
**CBS and Reuters
I'm non denominational. I practice no particular religious faith.
My religion is plain and simple: Love, Don't Hate.
I can't understand for the life of me
all of this "Don't build a Mosque close to the 911 site" controversy.
Muslims as a whole DID NOT launch the 911 attack.
It was carried out by a bunch of religious, fanatical maniacs.
If we forbid a Mosque to be built close to the 911 site
then no Christian Churches should ever also be allowed the right
to build a Church anywhere close to a hospital clinic
because fanatical Christians have been known to blow up abortion clinics,
killing innocents who had nothing to do with abortion at all.
My Great Country is crumbling from ignorance. The walls are beginning to fall
The 1st Amendment guarantees all of us Freedom Of and Freedom From Religion.
To forbid a Mosque being built based on its faith is a blatant violation of the U S Constitution.
All these protesters voicing their ignorance obviously
are only breeding more hate, more disharmony.
Why can't they see that one thing has absolutely nothing to do with the other?
There are religious fanatic terrorists and there are faiths that preach Love One Another.
Am I the only one on this planet who can see that this is all wrong?
I hate quoting Rodney King but, "Can't we all just get along?"
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The sun woke me today
for it’s a non-Denominational orb
a once upon a time God
The sun rose, as it is wont to…
at once playful and somber
taking in all of the Earth’s delights,
tickling the lids of a bifurcated globe
casting into darkness
as many as it elevates into light.
The sun woke me today
a peachy-pink glow
seeped through my lids
as the English ivy countered
with a slight bend of its vine
toward the dirty winter window.
On the dark side birds found their nests
babies found their cradles
most found needed rest
as the sun also brings the night.
Two bible-blabbering pastors
from two denominational sectors
ended up in stitches and plasters.
One man yelled: "Faith alone can save a man!"
The other screamed: "Only good deeds can!"
They swung bulky bibles, shouted curses,
bludgeoned and battered their righteous faces.
Oh, how they tried to kill each other,
for faith, for charity, but didn't bother
to heed the Lord's words: "Love one another."
Submerged in a rat race, to keep the number high.
compromised the truth of the Prince of Peace,
imported science, liberalism and other form of philosophies.
to obscure the simplicity of the gospel,
Biblical illiterates lulled men to sleep through fantasy
and indeed,
“Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations;
they set up their ensigns for signs.”
some experts of science,
others chose philosophy for their trade.
A mixture of voodoo and tradition
the babel of our religion,
many inventions and importation
from the world system to soothe men's cravings.
and in our bids to compete and conform
we sent the Master out through the door
and men love it so.
As we are now jesters from the pulpits
The complete gospel now a burden.
Repentance is extinct, righteousness unpalatable,
our churches as club houses where no Bible it taught
with itching ears as congregants
and we were just socializing,
more denominational than divine
secret devotion now archaic,
and the dark kingdom was plotting
as men sopor like captive.
then came corona, as a scourge, trudging the entire universe like a colossus
and men remembered.
that our Master is the master of the wind
but we sent him out long ago.
By a compromised gospel