Best Minister Poems
January 29 Scripture Meditations Based on Numbers 1-5
Key Verse – Numbers 1:50 But thou shalt appoint the Levites over the tabernacle of testimony, and over all the vessels thereof, and over all things that belong to it: they shall bear the tabernacle, and all the vessels thereof; and they shall minister unto it, and shall encamp round about the tabernacle.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR THE PRIVILEGE TO MINISTER
Thank You for the privilege to minister, helping others, thru Your calling
According to Your purpose-sealing…
Despite my unworthiness in fulfilling
Still, You enable me to be willing.
Thank You for the privilege to minister, helping others, thru Your commanding
According to Your definite instruction-feeding…
Despite my incapacity in heeding
Still, You drive me by Your prodding.
Thank You for the privilege to minister, helping others, thru Your charging
According to Your precious Word always encouraging…
Despite my weakness in faith-plunging
Still, You push me toward deeds that are life-changing.
Thank You for the privilege to minister, helping others, thru Your preaching
According to Your immutable precepts with valuable teaching…
Despite my shyness in beseeching
Still, You come to me with Your mercies’ reaching.
Thank You for the privilege to minister, helping others, thru Your blessing
According to Your bountiful provisions indeed unceasing…
Despite my weariness in pressing
Still, You pull me to strive for good works’ increasing.
Thank You for the privilege to minister, helping others, thru Your exhorting
According to Your divine plan with heavenly profiting…
Despite my frustrations in goal-setting
Still, You let me stay in Your will of blissful worship-meeting.
January 29, 2022
Dear dear Mo, my capitol friend
A Minister of Joy each morning she sends
An Ottawa leader of happiness
We citizens are blessed
Hope she's re-elected and her term doesn't end
Baptist
youth minister
relentlessly nice
afraid to spit on sidewalk
sermon spins zen
Our minister, Mr. Gulay
Has an interesting sermon today
But, the choir is yawning
And the audience is sleeping!
Dedicated to Kyle, My Darling Son
During my first time attendance
at a church large and splendid,
I clutched my toddler child
who clutched his action figure.
Without so much as a whisper
when the service began,
my son quietly played
with his small plastic man.
As the minister shared his sermon,
my little man began squirming.
I put him on my lap, feeling certain,
his behavior would not worsen.
Returning to the minister’s words,
it was but an end fragment I heard,
“… most powerful force known to man???”
Suddenly, my son chair-stood straight with action figure
raised to extremely loud state, "BATMAN."
Prime Minister of Canada, Justin Trudeau,
was born on Christmas night, I think under a star;
and became the 23rd Prime Minister of Canada,
and leader of the Liberal party;
son of former Prime Minister, Pierre Elliot Trudeau.
Justin is a kind, polite, fun loving man,
he was a snowboarding instructor, night club bouncer;
was a teacher, a boxer when younger,
and legalized marijuana in Canada to shut down illegal sales;
he wrote his memoir in 2014, a bit early Justin.
As Prime Minister, he apologized on behalf of Canada,
to the Indigenous People for wrong doings through history;
and also to other communities for transgressions of the past,
he has no fear to stand up to the USA President, any leader;
during his election campaign he always remained the gentleman.
Some, may find him too passive- I see his inner strength,
he is a wonderful representative for Canada;
with his movie star good looks, easy smile and laugh,
I love his upbeat personality and positive attitude;
and I am proud to call him my leader, my Prime Minister.
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February 5, 2020
Poetry/Ode/To Prime Minister Justin Trudeau
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1223-268-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the contest, Ode To A President, or Politician or Leader,
Past or Present, sponsor, Sheri Fresonke Harper
Fourth Place
If I were Prime Minister
The air would be pure
Greenery would dominate
And nobody would be poor
Health would be a priority & Malta would flourish
Our land fully nourished
The Sandy beaches will light up across the Island
When the Moonlight hovers over its warm golden sands
We'll hear the sound of horses' hooves & that of a drum From Musical bands we''ll listen to the people hum
Couples will walk by hand in hand
Tourism will increase
Year after year
People flocking to visit to enjoy the Summer days & nights
In our beautiful Malta, our paradise
We'll hear the clinking of glasses
As People Celebrate life
All races welcome here
Girl or boy
Malta will be safe, there'd be nothing to fear
Criminals will be sent far far away
And we will live happily every single day!
Copyright@BrigittePace2019
Let me minister to you in dance oh Lord
with my whole body in motion
Let me worship and praise you my God
With total devotion
In the right place at the right time
I move with total love
For my Savior Jesus the Christ
Who for me shed His blood
Let it rain down on me oh Lord
Let the gates of Heaven be opened wide
As I stand in awe of you oh Lord
On this spiritual ride
Let me minister to you in dance oh Lord
Let my body be an instrument of praise
As I dance with total dedication
My hands in faithfulness raised
This is Your season oh Lord
Let it manifest in me
As I dance with fidelity
For all the world to see
As I lift my eyes to the hills oh Lord
Let my spirit be lifted as well
As I worship, work and witness oh Lord
In Your presence I'll forever dwell
Let me minister to you in dance oh Lord
Let the music flow like a spiritual tidal wave
For the Great I Am said the storm is over
And Jesus will always save
So let me minister to you in dance oh Lord
As I move with tenacity
Now full of the Holy Spirit
In motion perpetually
Dear Minister
Do you know
The lament of the people you rule?
Rule in a world you aren’t invited to rule
The injustice of your mistakes we bear
While you smile and salute our money away
A catastrophe of governance
That you have caused
Mislead and cheated
Twisted and so corrupted
Where did you learn to master this art
Of keeping so many in the dark
About your numbers and fortune?
Alas the damage has been done
I ask out of innocent curiosity
Do you repent, are you admittedly guilty?
You wouldn’t believe if I said
An incredible example you have set
For I an eager youth
Will now not dare to join
A propaganda you call a profession, so spoilt
All your friends, enemies and you
Have made me protect my morals
And my cherished values
I’ve been driven away
By your wildfire of crimes
Learnt to keep my hands clean
To not to be made to bleed.
You’re no servant of democracy
You’re just an embodiment of hypocrisy
A shame that our country
Must submit to
A spot in our history
Of fools
With a humble request
Such as mine
I beg you on behalf of the people
Please don’t come back
Return our money
All the gold
Along with the gifts and bribes you hoard
Give us back all of that
Then turn yourself in
Leave this game
This arena that you have made
Full of cheaters
This is all I have to say
Thus I take my leave with a sigh
An insignificant plea
To voice the country’s cries
Free us of our plight
Thank you dear Minister
For your time
And for sucking our country dry.
John Howard,
No GST ever, if you vote me for Prime Minister
Remove tax from petrol
Change the word tax to levy and increase the levy to 48%
John Faye,
The average Australian should not be able
To afford a car or a house
John Howard,
Child overboard
Oh no, my advisers got it wrong
But it got Little Johnny voted back in
Just so he could outsource
The Australian job market
Make the Rich, filthy Rich
Remove middle class
And the Poor, become Poorer
Kevin 07
Apologizes to Australia's Indigenous peoples
Build a town for asylum seekers
Leads the revolution on education
Dives in, too fast, when insulating
Australians against the cold
Lets his soft heart over-rule
His heads when it comes to rules for refugees
Julia
Carbon tax here I come
After taxing the mega rich so they charge
Australians more for their products
Lady PM found the stolen generation
And made it a new business
While killing Liberal’s Work Choices
Julia is no Celebrant, Wayne Swan is no witness
But the government recognizes gays as
People with partners and taxes them accordingly
Julia will not preside over anyone’s wedding vows
She leaves that to the church
And lets the Pope interpret the Bible
To recognize same-sex marriages
Kevin Election
Abolish carbon tax
Palm off asylum seekers
Tony for PM
Ladies
Bare foot in the kitchen
All businesses are
Franchises or Chain Shops
Scrap family-owned business
Enforce all Little Johnnies policies
And make the Rich, Mega-rich
Confused?
Well don’t be
Let’s revert to
The mate system
Where mates look after mates
You can afford to go the pub for a beer
The electricity and gas bill is lower than the
IQ of a Politician
You can afford a new car every 2 years
Your house mortgage is paid off
Me Mate, The Prime Minister
Vote for Gordy
He’s unemployed and needs a job
*****knows what he’ll do
Hell knows how he’ll do it
But I guarantee we will all
Have one hell of a party doing it
Bare foot in the kitchen or wherever
It will be memorable
Time to vote
Time to party
Give Gordon Andrews your Vote
Me Mate, The Prime Minister
(c)2013 Gordon Andrews
Shri Lal Bahdur Shasthri,
Not only one time Prime Minister of India,
But also a PM since his birth,
PM,poor man,I mean!
Maggie Thatcher, Iron Maiden,
Tory PM, Kinnock hater,*
Left the country problem laden,
Voted in, she turned dictator.
*Neil Kinnock: Leader of the Opposition at the time
aristocratic
leader destined for greatness
supercilious
Nobel prize winner
war correspondant
soldier
Britain's inexorable prime minister
diplomat par excellence
with bulldog tenacity
optimist
Winston
Churchill
"We make a living by what we get,
we make a life by what we give."
quote is from Churchill himself
I let everyone know in my immediate vicinity,
that if you have a pet, any
whereupon euthanasia has become a necessity,
because your pet is suffering needlessly
from a condition that is destined to end terminally,
but you cannot bring yourself to undergo this most difficult deed,
Please Feel Comfortable And Free To Call On Me,
and I will bring your beloved pet to your vet
and I assure you they will all depart with a most glorious exit.
None of them will ever see any tears from me,
none will feel any energy from me suggesting grief.
In my arms they will drift off to their well deserved peace,
When they go all they will feel is all of my positive energy,
but after they are finally gone I will admit truthfully
that I will breakdown and uncontrollably weep,
not just out of sadness for this loss and the survivors bereaved,
but also out of joy, because I know unquestionably,
that I provided your beloved pet the best final exit
your furbaby could have ever received.
I am Reverend BILLYtheKidster,
Animal Last Rights Minister.
Oh yes, I forgot to tell everybody,
I provide this service ABSOLUTLY FREE,
but I'm afraid that you will have to pay for the procedure unfortunately.
I do this a lot and if I paid for every euthanation,
I'd soon thereafter have to file for bankruptcy everyone.
In Harvard they teach economics -
How to catch mackerel with sprat;
How to hunt land with titles
And dance upon the ash of nation.
No,your bait is not melancholy,
I say you bait is not melancholy Minister:
Havard, World Bank,Paris Club.
If only Nation lifted the veil,
Mirage would not be oasis.
Now Nigeria cries
In the chain she thought you broke;
Your nation bleeds
In billions and billions you winged.
Doctor, Director, Coordinator,
Tell me,please tell me now;
Why you burned the barn.