I gather it the sparks that become the flames;
Arise above those calling me names;
I seek no disclosures, no fortune, no fame;
Money Burns. It's on fire. It's a flame;
I'm God's son, and I'm born;
- first again, like Popeye, I am what I am;
That's that all that I am;
I am a child of a king;
I rule that I am;
I stand unopposed in sharing my heart;
My heart is beating bled; running runs red;
Denominational Creed instantly fed;
I am not a spiritual dead;
I am not ungrateful yet slew;
It's more of God I crave;
It's more God I am well behaved;
In the light of my heart ablaze;
I am on fire. I'm alert burnt my sins;
Burning away;
As I fly away;
The dragon exists slain;
I recruit my blessings I stand;
Fast in Jesus' mighty name;
5/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Categories:
denominational, analogy, appreciation, confidence,
Form: Rhyme
The lowest common green ecological denominator
of healthy highest interfaith power
and light compassionate dialogue
Is potentially now deepest learning
and widest eco/theo-languaged communication
Secular Earth as potential sacred Heaven
in multicultural dialogue
And global health care development
win/win systemic
For optimizing green therapeutic
polycultural
resilient multi-organizational
ego-health/eco-wealth outcomes
refueling pro-active
kindred
enumerating spirits
At least those not denominationally undermining this WholeEarth comparison
I am trying to recycle, non-linear,
to grow unstuck dynamically in-between
actively restoring hope,
dormant independent faith,
co-empathic love objectives
NOT reactively punishing Self
and Other
and WholeEarth BioSystems
As if merely
nerdy
unprivileged
unimportant subjects
Of omnipotent StraightWhiteMale
immortal internal Voices of God
judgmentally monocultural,
merely pedestrian denominational
The lowest common green ecological
left-hemisphere rational denominator
of healthy highest interfaith power
and light co-gravitating
nonpartisan
co-passionate eco/theo-dialogue.
Categories:
denominational, education, health, light, power,
Form: Political Verse
A day like any other day rings out midnight again
On the muffled peals hammered out loud by bells
Not heard over the thunderous storms performance
Simultaneously taking place outside the madness
The Saint Frankenstein non-denominational church is cursed
As the bells toll their cruel rings heard over the silent screams
Every time a priest jumps from the high tower by coincidence
Which is frequently and no one ever seems to leave a note
Perhaps they were in a hurry or too busy on their mission
There is a mystery about the tower never told
Involving the bells and the mathematics of it all
Regarding one person vs. two and their remainders
How can you have a nun or priest jump from up there
But when you look again there is still a figure in the window?
Categories:
denominational, confusion, mystery, religion,
Form: Free verse
Something bout to happen, I'm on the fence;
Actions and behaviours, I'm on the fence;
Deleted
Somewhere fathoms down crosses;
Burden
Worlds bout' to burn, someone push the button;
Nukes of mass destruction;
Denominational followers;
Christians some, sinners some;
Worshipping Anti-Christ;
My advise, deleted;
People watch those "Tweeted"
Whom do you trust, true Jesus
We need ya!
I'm on the fence;
fathoms down crosses;
Burden
I'm on the fence;
Deleted
5/23/19
Categories:
denominational, analogy, anxiety, conflict, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
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
Categories:
denominational, abortion, christian, faith, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
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.
Categories:
denominational, baptism, bible, blessing, christian,
Form: Pastoral
MINISTER MAN
Don't nee no bass or baritone minister man
Don't need no props, echo-chambers or microphones
Don't need loud amps or speakers on
just speak the word
speak the word
Just give me God's anointed word
Give me His voice from His book
And not your opinion
For what it's worth you maybe wrong
maybe???
His wisdom, vision through His words
Even if I could read or speak Hebrew
the Lord is my refuse, my refuse..
just speak the word
speak the word to me
only just tell me what the Lord our God got for me
No denominational choice for me
just read the word, the bible
I know His words in Him, I seek, I'll reach all the answers I'm after
just speak the word
speak the word
Just give me God's anointed word
Give me His voice from His book
And not your opinion
For what it's worth you maybe wrong
maybe???
just speak the word
speak the word
MINISTER MAN
08/09/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Categories:
denominational, analogy, confidence, desire, forgiveness,
Form: Pastoral
In my personal relationship with God all I have to do is talk
To him
Pray have a relationship with him
Here we go
I don't need no
No minister and I don't mean me no disrespect
Don't need no minister to tell me I am, I am not saved
Don't need no fellow Christian to tell me I am not saved
Don't need no denominations to tell me that I am not saved
Rabbi priest no one to tell me I am not save
All of you tell me that I am not saved
I am not saved by a denominational creeds laws and rules
I am not governed by what man says
And this but this I am sure that we can't be joined in
This the Army of God have to be born in
Can't be joined in the Army have to be born in no need to be sworn in
Got to be rebirth in
Born in
I am not saved
But as God would say
Turn around repent believe and receive acknowledge
Jesus Christ as your personal Savior and you shall be saved
Categories:
denominational, analogy, anxiety, appreciation, bible,
Form: Free verse
Radioactive airwaves deduced from isotonic sceptres is a fine nine mile curve of a globe. Spasms are as such a vaulted jolt of a timed acrimonious shiver. But a tepid drying ox can derail a train or a tram so watch carefully for congestion in a city bung. Bunches of beauty. Bananas bungee jumping off a very tall bridge. Boing bounce then in rapid yellow succession. But predessors are neither professors nor professional so profiles play ping pong plates and arriving is a very big pear. Oh hello then. Lavishly looking lovingly lingering leaning loving living life. And a cutlery set moving down a road. Good. Very wise. Advice from a bull frog is very welcomed by a small bug. Hahahaha fish for cakes hahahaha and a bill of duck xxxxx denominational z
Categories:
denominational, appreciation, bird,
Form: I do not know?
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!"
Categories:
denominational, humorous,
Form: Verse
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.
Categories:
denominational, christian, faith, love,
Form: Rhyme
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.
Categories:
denominational, nature, me, sun,
Form: Free verse
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."
Categories:
denominational, religion
Form: Rhyme
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!"
Categories:
denominational, funny
Form: Limerick
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."
Categories:
denominational, introspection, people, social,
Form: Terza Rima
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