Best Faithday Poems
One day there will be a harvest like no other we’ve ever seen,
The day God harvests His people and casts out those that are unclean.
Only those that are fruitful and have fed on His word,
And drank from His living waters will have the right to be heard.
For those who were sinful and scoffed at His name,
Will suffer their consequences and be turned away for their shame.
For the day of the harvest all chances have ceased,
And the outcome is simple, the lake of eternal fire or God’s heavenly feast.
Forever in paradise or forever tormented in hell,
The choices you make determines where you will dwell.
No more excuses will you make as your name is called and you face Judgment Day,
You’re either rewarded grandly or sentenced to forever pay.
It is not for me to judge, only am I to try and save a few souls,
To turn their lives around and make heaven their only goal.
Daily read your Bible and praise and thank God for all that He has done,
And above all else especially thank Him for sending us His only Son.
What saddens my heart is seeing the oppression of people in foreign lands that only want
the taste of freedom,
And the choice to believe differently in hopes of receiving Gods Kingdom.
Not being able to make simple choices for them selves I find totally, appalling,
I have compassion for those that struggle, but are denied receiving Gods calling.
There is one thing these dictators cannot stop, what is in ones heart and on their minds,
Or the silent prayers spoken under their breath, confirming their love for God and praying
someday this freedom they too will find.
Afraid to speak the name of Jesus out loud or possess the Bible, our holy book.
Intimidated and threatened is why so many are afraid to boldly take a look.
Christians from the very start have had to suffer for their beliefs,
And the years have only strengthened our faith while compounding our grief.
We are still being persecuted as Jesus was that day upon the cross,
Our day of salvation and the worlds greatest loss.
Time will eventually tell who was wrong or who was right,
As the closing pages are being written on this never ending fight.
For our prophecy is nearly fulfilled and judgment is at hand,
That day our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, will command and rule over our land.
No one wants anything shoved on them, and Christianity is a choice,
Jesus died for our sins but our opinions are ours to voice.
Whatever master you choose to serve He will not interfere,
But His love for mankind will always be and that is clear.
In recent years a amazing thing has happened to the number Thirteen,
Adding Friday, and the movies, Freddie Kruger has entered the Big Screen.
A silly guy with tights, entering dreams and prowls around at night.
Murdering, slashing, and it is a ridiculous sight.
Well in ancient times it wasn't always that way,
The number 13 was revered as a lucky number, a great day.
A calendar with 13 months, suns and moons were the norm here.
Thirteen months, not 12 was the calendar year.
It was considered lucky, and a blessed day,
Cleopatra was up for it all the way.
The ancients didn't hide or cringe at this day or think anything bad,
They celebrated with pomp and were not at all sad.
A lot of people have a misconception of the number thirteen.
Unlucky, like black cats is mentioned on our national scene.
People all around the world cringe when it's Friday the Thirteenth,
Some don't even leave their homes or work on this day, to me it's obscene.
Thirteen? Well I tell you it's just a number nothing else,
It happens just a few times a year, and should be ignored as unlucky for yourself.
The Lord has a way of laughing I bet at this utter nonsense,
How can a number be anything but that, it makes no sense.
Superstitious mumbo jumbo has taken over our daily lives,
As we let it scramble our moral thinking while humanity is trying to survive.
What is in this day that allows people to act so strange? To actually cringe,
As they let it confuse and disrupt our lives, a pretty strange thing.
Superstition is the devil's crafty invention, to confuse and create chaos,
to really confuse and get away from our Lord and Jesus.
When the Freddie Kruger's creeps into our conscious minds at night,
Allowing this day, the thirteenth, to become a social blight.
So pray that the Kruger's won't confuse your thoughts and let God lead the way,
Friday the thirteenth is a blessed and God given day.
The ancients had this number and they had a fun filled event,
l3 was lucky to them and laughing is how this day went.
Be thankful and count your blessings that the Lord has given us today,
Take the time to reflect and get down on your knees and pray.
That the devil will be put behind all of us Christians, and we should be thankful,
That our Creator is with us , we have no fear, and we are totally grateful.
The Nine Commandments we follow today,
Seems something is missing, gone astray!
I seem to have read where there once were ten,
But one is not followed, it begins with the word “remember” my friend.
Remember the Sabbath is what God once wrote,
A day God sanctified and made Holy, it is written and I quote.
Hebrews 13:8 states He is the same yesterday, today, and forever,
If He doesn’t change then whoever made the change wasn’t God, but was someone very clever!
Daniel 7:25 says this adversary would think to change time and even the law,
The Fourth Commandment refers to both time and Gods very own Law!
The Sabbath is still Saturday, which is the seventh day of the week,
And I have read the Bible from back to front and no where have I found the verse I seek.
The verse that says the Sabbath was changed to the first day of the week,
If someone can show me that verse they would be quite unique.
Maybe I’m confused or has the world been deceived,
For I too thought Sunday was the Sabbath in which I had believed!
But if you know the truth, which they say will set us free,
Then please show me the verse so I too can agree!
I don’t want to know what you think, only show me the proof,
This is something of great importance not something to be put aloof.
I am still counting my blessings bestowed
To me from God above, naming them one
By one though He still surprises me each day in love.
It still surprises me day by day though none of His blessings
I deserve. He blesses me to be a blessing to others North South
East, West or from above.
I am still counting my blessings after all these years.
No coincidence, no luck, no narrow escape, no fate.
It’s all because of God’s grace and mercies, that drives away my fears.
Am counting my blessings, with no end in sight,
Counting every moment, morning, noon and night.
There’s always room for blessings, and counting will go on,
As long as life shall last I’ll count my blessings one by one.
Form:
Just stopping to Praise you Lord today
To say that I love you
To thank you for your love and care,
in this life that I pursue
Your love and grace has rained on me
Through all that I have faced
You are always there right by my side
And each worry you've erased
Your gift of Love is beyond compare
To anything this world could give
Unending forgiveness, mercy and peace
Forever for you I'll live.
Oh King of all the Universe
I praise you on bended knee
For all should bow their head to you
And then watch satan flee
You're the greatest friend and Father
Any human could ever have
You guide and protect us where err we go
healing pain with mercy's salve.
I love you my Savior Lord and King
following you in my feeble way
Give me strength to complete this journey
And bid others to follow today.
We look to you, dear Son of God
To show your plan for life
Teach us your ways oh Precious Lord
Guide this mother and wife
Rejoicing in wisdom from a King to a child
Just stopping to Praise your name
I cling to your words that are so dear
waiting for the day you'll reign.......
The signs are all around us Lord
We see your time is near
What a day we'll see when you return
Oh this promise we hold so dear.......
Finally I have shut the dying demon out,
closed that dreadful door without a tear cried
I’ve tied your hands behind the back that broke me,
that choked the living from my drowning soul
and stole the truth that became my lies.
New eyes observe through your tilted blurred gaze,
through your troubled ways of time spent squandered
as I close my shaking hands around your throat
I devote your last toxic breath to spirit alone,
smell the cologne of what once absorbed me
and feel your death free a forgotten once found.
I courted you with false love for far too long,
sharpened your poisoned prong with a weak mind
a weak body, a weak heart inclined to break
as though your tasteful liquid I drank with need
my need to bleed…
words of delusive wisdom I spoke with pride
and married you, my bride, my joy…my destroy.
I hear the people whispering I will take you back,
whimpering like a desperate dog for affection
an obsession gripped by the paths I’ve walked
by the trash I’ve talked with a tongue drunk
a double bunk that split me in two,
but that wasn’t me…that was you
that choked the living from my drowning soul
and stole the truth that became my lies.
New will, new intention, I have nothing to prove,
the meaning of life – I’ve been moved through
as I let you go down to die a deserved death
my spirit is at rest, January 9, 2011
this is the day I chose sobriety…
the day I chose to live in heaven.
Crying all day because I worry about tomorrow
Heartaches every other day because my soul is full of sorrow
I let little things bother me thats not supposed to
I wish I could kill this insecure bug with my shoe
Fake family, fake friends equal fake life, how could i have been so nieve
We'll help you do this and we'll help you do that, I dislike liars so I just leave
I should have saw this coming like truck headlights in the street
It just looks as if the stomping coming from my feet doesn't match the life beat
Yeah thats what it looks like, but that's not what it is
Someone great told me in so many words life will shake and bubble, but the bubbles will
go down and go away because all of it is just fizz
He is so great and never really gloats
Thats when I realized he's S.O.A.P
It may seem funny or even crazy but I want to grow up and be just like him
His words of wisdom makes me feel "Above the Rim"
He is my crutches when I'm falling fast
He gets rid of anyone and anything in my life he believes is trash
Picking myself up and dusting myself off
Thanking him and hugging myself soft
"Positive outlook means positive things in life" I'll remember that, it's the key to
happiness
Today is the day I am Stepping Over All Pettiness (S.O.A.P)
my birthday is approaching and everyone's not sure what to do
but Lord I whish they knew that every day is my birthday with you,
you give me many gifts to use to help others on their way
you always give me the right words to say
you Give us your love unconditionaly and you provide us with all that we need
so every single day is so very special indeed
so it's not important what people say or do
for the Most precious Gift in life will always be you.
Jesus takes away our past and he tells us not to worry about tommorow so just be happy
every day with him by your side every day is our birthday with Jesus in our life his love is
the greatest gift of all that's why everyday is called the PRESENT. he loves us eevry second
of everyday and will neevr turn us away Amen
THE GREAT RETURN
Once there was a man in Eden
Who saw and walked and talked with God
And once there was a day in Eden
When man fell and left the garden
Not just that, but the place of fellowship.
God saw man was now in sin
And so separated him from eternal life
He sent him out into the world
And sent him the law so he would be conscious
Of his fate and his grievous end.
But out of love God became man
And saw and walked and talked with men
And died so painfully to redeem all men
The murderers, liars and those lost in lust
To prepare them for the great return.
Bear in mind that this life is short
It is just a short period to be prepared
For one day we will all leave this world
And whether or not we end with Him
Depends on how prepared we are for Him.
So even as God would say
I pray you do as Jesus did
To think and speak and do the will
Of Him who would judge where you forever will be
On that day of the great return.
Form:
This has been one of the hardest years of my life,
Many losses took me to a lonely empty place.
Losses within my net family and my biological family.
Left me shaken, confused and feeling hollow.
It is late or very early THANKS GIVING morning,
I have been pondering what blessings I have.
It was not easy this year, so much has changed.
Yet the Lord has blessed me with so much.
Our home is paid for, so we have a warm place to live.
A loving man in my life, three adult children, and a pet.
Many wonderful friends world wide to share with.
My greatest blessing is that I wake each new day.
No matter what the day brings, it is an adventure.
I know in my heart I never have to face it alone.
Life is a blessing the good and the hard times.
I Thank God for it all, and for leading me to the light.
I know that those gone before are still with me,
I feel their love and know they are waiting for me.
When my time comes to cross over we will be together.
So each day I awake and look with optimism of it's coming.
Each morning sun rise brings a sigh of awe,
Each evening sun set brings thanks to my heart.
I have lived life wild and free in youth,
Strong and steadfast as an adult, doing my best.
So this THANKS GIVING I thank God for his blessings,
For allowing me each day to share with those I love.
For letting me view the beauty of his creation.
For allowing me to write it and share my heart.
DOREEN CYR
OCTOBER 11, 2010
Form:
Sometimes I look at beautiful things and wish
I had these things all handed to me on a golden dish
But remember how these things don’t last
How they get old lost or swept away in a stormy blast
And during my daily struggle it seems so hard to bear
I want to lie in death even pull out my hair
And even though I feel I have nothing to give or claim
At times I may even hold my head in shame
I remember I am very rich I have you..
And my heart you have forever too
Something that never ages or wonders away with the wind
That never grows dust or loses value again and again
I may not have rubies, silver, or golden doors
Beautiful chariots or gowns that drag across palace floors
Horses or treasures to never need
Bells to ring for my servants while I wallow in greed
And during my day I remind myself it is better this way
To remember true loves worth means more anyway
To remember these things do not matter now
But in heaven I have all I want and need so I continue to bow
And one day I will grieve no more
For the things man says matter will wash upon the shore
I await the day to finally adore these things how I dream
Which will never die, whither, or be lost floating upstream
So yes I am very rich and this is so true
Because Christ Jesus I have you…..
Form:
I hear the trumpet sounding,
People are running, shouting, I feel my heart pounding.
Some fall to their knees in prayer, others try to hide,
This is the prophesied day yet so many are horrified.
But the day of forgiveness has past, the day of grace and mercy are gone,
The day of reckoning is here, where the final line is drawn.
No more chances, no more can you repent,
Heaven or hell, bliss or a life filled with torment.
Can you picture this, Jesus looking you in the face and saying go from me I know ye not,
A crushing blow for many because they turned their backs on Him, and He had not forgot.
He knows your heart, and reads you like an open book,
Whatever mask you wear He sees through it with just one look.
For some this will be a day of jubilee,
To be in the presence of the man who preached the word from Galilee.
But to so many this day will be the day they lose their very souls,
Because they refused to accept Jesus as their Savior and make His ways their goals.
There was no freshly fallen snow,
no tinsel and no mistletoe,
but, there was a star with a magical glow,
the day the babe was born.
There were no party games to play,
no Santa with his jingling sleigh,
but, there were three kings from far away,
the day the babe was born.
There was only a lowly cattle shed,
only a manger made as a bed,
but, a bright shining angel stood at his head,
the day this babe was born.
Still, we celebrate his birth,
so that we can fill the earth
with peace and love and joy and mirth
thank god, that Christ was born.
Happy all is ours day on this lovely morn,
It is a day where exciting dreams can be born,
A special celebration, kept kinda out of sight,
I happened to search for unique items to write,
And came across this unique but fun little holiday,
I send up my prayers to God that all is mine today.
April 8
All is ours day