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God’s Positioning System GPS

Hear me out please, Lord, for to you I do pray. 
I’ve lost my direction lately, will you point the way? 
I’m trying to redirect myself as you asked me to. 
Now I need your help, I am counting on you. 
Should I sit here and wait for you, I don’t have a clue. 
I need you to tell me, Father, the next thing I’m to do. 
I’m laying here writing this, I’ve made you a room.  
Looking for your guidance, hope to hear from you soon. 
Your word says to believe, nothing’s impossible to you. 
I struggle to accept that, I guess because I am new. 
Will, you talk to my mind, do you someone to say. 
Like, son, walk in that direction, and I’ll show you the way. 
I’ll share this with others, who struggle just like me. 
I want to make it easier, to help other believers to see. Expect a good outcome, is what I just heard you say. 
Just stand on your living word, and I will find my way. 
Don’t doubt, or deny you, and you’ll help me to win. 
Because disbelief or doubt is one of man’s greatest sin. 
I will repeat your word, that’s what Jesus would do. 
And let you do the rest, I know you will come through.

MY GPS; with apologies to Robert Frost

Some have Siri, 
others have Alexa;
but my GPS 
I call it Robert;
for it seems to always
take the road less travelled by.
I see the highway on its little screen;
while I meander 
down some potholed lane
that somehow seemed to 
have the better claim on Robert.
I swear I typed in ‘fastest.’
but Robert is pre-programmed,
so it appears,
to always take me via ‘scenic,’
perhaps he’s keeping fastest,
for another day.
U-turns are his specialty,
along with narrow lanes
with red signs;
bent in the undergrowth
‘Beware Heavy Plant’
with no room
for the passing there.
Two interviews;
and both that morning,
I’m sure some time, ages hence
I will arrive;
late;
for Robert
took the route less traveled by,
which has made all the difference!

Gps Tracker

Talat.Apni soti menu day..
Sain.Tun bund vich leni ay??
Talat.Aho bund vich leni ay..
Sain.Bara wada ganda ayn..
Talat.Aho me pen yak policeya..
Sain.Powder day jurm vich kini
dair jail katti ce??
Talat.Wawa dair andar rya wan..
Sain.Tun punjab police de shaan..
Talat.Apni bhesaki menu day..
Sain.Tun oday vich tracker lana ay..
Talat.Tun bara chalak hoshyar ayn..
Sain.Me twaday Crime King da Abu.. 
Talat.IG akhya munday nu maar dawo..
Sain.Oye CIA daya putra thanay kehchari 
ton lay kay Crime King day loray day size 
tak menu har sheh de kahabar Ay..
Note.Talat Teri gaand k size ka Don ka Loda..

Arguing With Gps

Arguing with GPS.

 Pernicious words, hatred spewed in impotent rage
against the female voice telling me to turn left at the first roundabout
“Shut up, silly cow, I know this road better than you.”
“You never follow my instruction is it because I`m a woman?”
 “No dear, it is because I know the roads around here better than you.”
  “So, you don´t need me anymore?
  “No, dear is no so when sitting alone in the car it is nice to hear a friendly voice.”
   Sobbing and soft music from the GPS.
  “You have to follow the instruction,” she said, sounding like my doctor.
   He got angry and said, “I can turn you off if I want to.”
   She said you will regret this when driving to Lisbon.”
  When arriving home, the voice said, “you have arrived at your destination.”
  For heaven’s sake, I know.

Gps

I can’t find my way, not from bottom or top
          No sense of direction, a real traffic flop
Technology tries
Yet still, it defies
For me, GPS means, Give up Please and Stop

Do Migrating Birds Have Gps

THERE ARE MANY THINGS
I'D SURE LIKE TO KNOW.
BECAUSE CURIOSITY 
CONTINUALLY GROWS

DO MIGRATING BIRDS
HAVE GPS ?
OR IS THEIR SENSE 
OF DIRECTION SIMPLY THE BEST.

INTUITION OR INSTINCT
HOW DO THEY KNOW.?
OF ALL THE DIRECTIONS
WHICH WAY TO GO?

MIGRATION TAKES PLACE
WE KNOW THERE'S A REASON.
BUT HOW CAN THEY TELL 
IT'S TIME OR THAT SEASON.?

THEY ARRIVE EVERY YEAR.
ON THE VERY SAME DAY.
ISN'T IT ODD 
IN SOME KIND OF WAY.?

ARE THEY COUNTING THE DAYS?
OR COUNTING THE NIGHTS.?
MAYBE THEY'RE COUNTING
THEIR HOURS IN FLIGHT.

AS IT TURNS OUT
OR AS SCIENTISTS SAY.
MAGNETIC FIELDS 
PROVIDE THEM THE WAY

GEOMAGNETIC
FIELDS ARE A MAP.
THEY FOLLOW THE FIELDS
AND ALWAYS COME BACK

Michael E Harris
09171021

A Good Gps

I’m recalling how
intelligent my father
became, as he grew 
older; things he said
one day just seemed
to make sense to me.
And when he was
really old, he told
me: “Son, don’t ever
get old...” then he
smiled, and began
a new journey some
day I will follow.

Of course, old is
different for everyone:
many born in war-torn
countries, or those raised
in urban ghettos never
have a chance to be young.
So, old is sort of where
they start—which may
be why, some people
born to poverty, if they
finally make it out,
begin to work their
way backwards; 
becoming foolish with
their money, and self 
destructive with their time…

I guess, in the end
what really matters is
not where one comes
from, but where one
is...which is why,
in our modern society,
a good GPS is a wise
investment….

Rightful Gps

“turn right after the bend” said Lea from the GPS
that was easy to follow, I like this devise
“one mile ahead turn right onto ocean view drive”
I wish I had this years ago
“next right is gull’s landing, go ¼ mile to the end”
“you have reach your destination”.

what the heck!  I don’t want to be here. 
Lea you messed up with your directions
“you are where you asked to go”
I don’t want to watch gulls landing in the ocean
“Sir, I don’t know what happens at gull landing, 
but I took you where you requested”
the gulls are landing on my car and relieving themselves
‘Sir, I would expect that to happen at this address”

can you get me out of here now?
“where do you want to go”?
crab’s point   I told her
“turn around and  follow these directions.”
I now have crabs crawling all over my car
“I’m not at all surprised with an address like that”
 
Lea, I’m not all amused by your sense of humor
my car is a mess, I’d like to send you some place
“sir I sent you to your requests, I won’t accept your hostility”
‘you’ve been crabbing at me and now have the gull to be rude”
‘so you are where you should have been in the first place”

Gps and I Have a Covert Relationship

GPS and I have a covert relationship. She is my operative, I am her mission.
She seeks to get me places I am supposed to be, and she often does a great job.
At these times I am her minion, happily following her, 
but forgetting to praise her.

Other times the mission should have been aborted in the middle, 
but she does not know it yet.
She leads me into the middle of wheat fields, 
or under graffiti-laden bridges, in outskirts of nowhere.
One time my operative led me to the edge of a tall cliff, 
staring out into sea, six hundred feet down.

Was I teetering on the brink of a disastrous fall? 
No, but it was still horrible, and it could have happened.
While my GPS cheerfully sang “You have reached your destination.”

Do you suppose she meant my FINAL destination?

Undone By Gps

I stand in a corner
with a flickering soul
reminiscent of a sentinel 
standing apt in a full armor suit,
now rusting at the seams,
Like an abandoned lighthouse
on a deserted isle
with a whirling glowing eye
scouring the choppy water
for the lost souls
amid gathering fog
and a foreboding storm.

No sirens of the sea
have sung in recent times
to lure those lost at sea 
to their rocky coast.

My New Gps

in 
twenty 
twenty
they implanted 
the first GPS
into a human brain
to point out the way

on the way
it
got confused
and burnt out
before 
the warranty
was up

Gps a Heavenly Perspective

GPS a heavenly perspective.

Have you ever needed help, or guidance in life?
It's when we are lost on the road that we finally realize
That, we cannot manage without help so we ask for directions
It's up to us to follow them, without asking too many questions.

We use a GPS to help us when we're lost or off course
An indispensable guidance system a valuable resource
Do you trust in it's guidance or question if the directions are right?
After all you can't see the satellite with your own two eyes.

You trust that it gives you the right directions that you need
because, it has a higher perspective than our view from the street
If we trust, or put faith in a satellite that we cannot see
Should it not be easy for us then in our Creator to believe?

G ods
P erfect
S tandards

John Derek Hamilton
February12,2016

No Gps

There was no knocking,
a scared, shaking visitor...
lost dog needing help.

Gps Seductions

A sultry voice gave directions.
Wrong turn, then came the corrections.
A panic attack –
Screams came from the back.
“We're lost; where are the connections?”

©October 30, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

A God Called G.P.S.

Isn’t it peculiar that the doctor slaps your bottom
and you scream and holler ‘bout such rude behavior,
then some dude in robes and cloaks
dunks your head and soaks and soaks
‘till you breathe a gulp of water for the savior.

If I’m like the rest, we were wrestled from the breast
and handed hard glass bottles with a teat,
then we’re put into a room
filled with numbers, words and doom
and told to punctuate and write real neat.

From there it’s pretty easy to see what came about.
The TV was presented as the drug of choice and doubt.
But now computers run this world; 
they’ve got things running “right”.
You disagree?  Hear this from me.  
They can see you from a satellite!

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