Best Ministering Poems


Painting You

Painting You

Before painting, I first sketch you
In my mind’s eye…To compose
The lines, shapes, shadows and lights, 
That work altogether to form a semblant sight
Of you for any relative, friend or acquaintance…

Next, I embrace the required courage
To face the blank canvas; to dip my brush 
In sublime tones for my wild orchid wishes,
Wanting to stroke across the heavens
For reflecting starlights bright,
Which I’ll situate to split the darker places
Where the inks bleed and branch out
Around you, smudging your purest colors…

That I endeavor to recover
When illness tries to smother
You with a viridescent blanket for on-going days;
Cloaking the glance of your azure blue eyes; 
Pulling gray and white from your skull
To streak through your forest brown hair;
Rushing flag red moments to your cheeks 
When you growl, “No.  Don’t—“ when I 
Try any way to help you through the fevers
That hang dredged plum-violet clouds over
The sofa — away — where you stay sleeping…

While I sit crimson awake worrying,
Watching you breathe…And asking
Through faith’s golden prayers for your healing;
For our holy Lord to send some ministering angels 
— With their glistening opaline feathered wings;
Who side by side, place hands on you ~ veiling
My first view of prayers’ answers coming true;
Lifting me to a bloom of rosebud gratitude.

I paint you never far.
I paint your ocean blue eyes opening.
I paint you always beside me in a sandcastle brown.
I dapple the air over us an effervescent pink.
I paint your prism presence close.
I paint your mid-night’s Arora Borealis dancing hues.
Our love is a stippled, rolling color wheel
Of our linked diamond destinies: journeying
Together on amber roads under sapphire skies.


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(c) sally young eslingwe 10/17-18/2023
Glory to God…

Premium Member Ministering Privilege

Amazed with miracle healings of God
Braced am I to minister by His nod
Circumspectly following path He trod...

Doctor of heart heals* by His love’s power
Easing afflictions thru blessings’ shower
Fortifying health welfare to flower...

Guarding soul midst merciful concern’s care 
Hoisting spirit toward good service-dare...

Illness inflicted by sins He can cure
Jesus is His name, my Lord and Saviour...

King of Kings, Physician almighty great
Life-Giver of heaven’s excellent rate
My life He does nourish with values' trait...

Nestling I am in His nursing nurture
Offered to exercise service-venture...

Praying to volunteer in reaching-out
Quieting miseries by fighting doubt
Restoring trust's loss with faith's prudent re-route...

Sharing the Gospel of salvation might
Testifying of His redemption-light

Upholding virtues of genuine goodness
Valuing all tasks by His graciousness 
Working toward servanthood faithfulness...

Xenial to needy, offering comfort
Yielded I am to His compassion-fort
Zoomed to doing miraculous effort.

*Luke 4:18 The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised.

January 31, 2019
Edited on March 10, 2020
Abecedarian and Rhyme 
1st place, "STRAND CHOICE C..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/11/2020.

Premium Member My God, Thank You For Ministering Unto Me

September 16 Scripture Meditations Based on Matthew 19-20

Key Verses– Matthew 20:28 Even as the Son of man came not to be ministered unto, but to minister, and to give his life a ransom for many.

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR MINISTERING UNTO ME

Thank You for ministering unto me with Your divine healing
By Your salvation toward my soul redemption’s sealing
Indeed making me whole from sin-afflictive spoiling
For spiritual endeavour of gracious dealing.

Thank You for ministering unto me with Your tender mercy
By Your correction against my laxity and complacency
Indeed disciplining me from indolence-persistency
For fruitful service of diligent fervency.

Thank You for ministering unto me with Your ready assistance
By Your help despite my soul stubbornness and resistance
Indeed reaching out to me from transgression-distance
For sweet relationship of committed stance.

Thank You for ministering unto me with Your gentle compassion
By Your love midst my apathy and transgression
Indeed forgiving me from complaint-reaction
For joyful worship of grateful satisfaction.

Thank You for ministering unto me with Your good kindness
By Your righteousness over my arrogance and selfishness
Indeed perfecting me iniquity-barrenness
For Christ-like character of virtuous blessedness.

Thank You for ministering unto me with Your cheerful care
By Your gladness along my need and welfare
Indeed brightening me gloominess-scare
For blissful disposition of mirth-filled share.

Thank You for ministering unto me with Your great comfort
By Your faithfulness beyond my grief and retort
Indeed encouraging me from frustration-resort
For revival-flamed commitment of praise-worthy report.

September 16, 2022


Ministering Angels

May God send His Ministering Angels to Heal You

As known
There are Ministering Angels
Ones You may not see
But I know when we're sick in bed
They'll stay right by our side
Morning,Noon and Night

They'll Minister to You and Me
Just Like Jesus had them
Minister to Him!!!
Before He went to the Cross
To give Him the Strength
To go through, what He had to do
To Win the Victory!!!

Jesus died on the Cross
and then risen...
In-order for Us to become Free
To Become Born-again
Redeemed from our sins

So we too... to be able to be 
With Our Lord Jesus Christ
In Eternity!!!

With Love from my heart to yours...
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Bereavement Visit- Praying With My Mask On

Science Fiction and "Church" may have met tonight in Ft. Beaufort, South Africa.

Mr. and Mrs. Steele lived in a frail care facility. She survives but Frikkie Steele passed away at 4: 15 pm (16h15, military time). I went to comfort her, Bible in hand, about 7 pm this evening.

My text was John 14, the first 6 verses. It was a joy to be with Mrs. Steele but not preaching with a mask covering my face! Mrs. Steele has a strong faith, having also graduated a son who had been just 7, when he died of cancer. She is happy because father and son are reunited these past few hours!

We concluded with the famous verse John 3:16 and I shared my testimony of having rejected Jesus for more than 2 decades, before being grateful for His love and Sacrifice. I had never imagined, going to share words of comfort at church or at a bereavement, with a mask.

In a lighthearted twist, I might suggest, I was disguised as a non-atheist!
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Ministering Spirits

In the spirit of the mind,
The realm where words
Roll like thunder
And flash like lightning
Back and forth
Across the soul,
Reign spirits that minister
To those who will hear.


Premium Member MINISTERING MUSCLEMAN

From the SPIRITUAL POWER CHURCH
Ordained Divinity
Holy Word Teach
Attempting winning souls reach
Power in Buffed muscle
Preaching muscleman who believes in hardcore training
Keeping his mind sharp in extensions and being wise
The Ministering Muscleman does draw attention
Exercise is what he often preaches in his sermon
Discerning in deserving
The body is a temple that must be kept strong and firm
Just like Heaven’s foundation
The Rock I stand and truth I tell
Preaching Muscleman is known as “MR. HOLY MAN”
He believes the Holy Gospel and Exercise word together in the good of Heaven’s goodness
One. An see the Ministering Muscleman in practicing what he preaches
He often shares his testimony in how he became a Man of the Clothe
The Heavenly Father had been calling for him to do his mission
It was often through dreams and people he encountered with
His calling became accepting
True to the Heart, Soul and Spirit
I didn’t understand then, but knew there was a purpose
Everything just came together
Here I am standing before you church
Stood up to the preaching plate
Preaching and Exercise surrounding slate
My encouragement to others that exercise and salvation is never too late
Just take responsibility while you have the time
Heaven’s stop watch will call your fate.

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