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FAITH IN GOD WHO AFFIRMS THAT HE IS THE LORD

September 6 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 23-24

Key Verse – Ezekiel 23: 49 … And ye shall know that I am the Lord GOD.

FAITH IN GOD WHO AFFIRMS THAT HE IS THE LORD	

God affirms that He is the Lord Who is against wickedness
Surely disciplining us of our rebelliousness
To mold our faith toward

The Morning Thought

                                   He is not there and He is there
            

He Wore the Look of Remorse

Boldly colored days each Fall give hope
that a new beginning; a new season
will ease his sorrows and help him cope
with her absence, but he longs for a reason.

Life meant nothing. Often, people queried
his state of mind and wished him the best.
He always looked gaunt and rather wearied.
With his wife's whereabouts, he was obsessed.

Daily, Edward felt

A King Was He

I need some help, I'm requesting,
That I understood, I believe
I was in this hitch of unworthiness
Because life had thrown me a switch.

The dope was nasty and pitiless
Trying to escape this world of hostility.
After what had happened that day
My most sinful fear was yet to come by play.

I wasn't being supportive when, 
I thought I was

The Fire He Fed

I gave him the map to my mind,
Let him redraw the lines in my skin,
Traded my laughter for silence,
Just to be something he could live in.

He handed me rules like chains,
Soft-spoken, wrapped in love’s disguise—
Don’t wear that. Don’t say this. Don’t be you,
And I, too blind to see, apologized.

I shrunk to fit his comfort.
Tamed my

Then he kissed me

Couldn't have dreamt this,
His tender first kiss,
Nibbled his lips, 
Kissed my fingertips,
Kissed molasses hair, 
Love his kissing flair,
Kissed a thousand times,
His mouth just rhymes,
Our attraction,
Love in action,
Lip sync bliss,
Love his kiss,
Kissing sublime,
Withstood all time.......

He moves freely

Copying the success tale of myth
He moved ahead to the orphan green
A vast forest of fast opportunity
Display was of lovely frames
A sound of track with hustling cracks
He relied on relief of hacks
A cozy kinder of lightning trail
He chose one precious gift alright! 

The talks begin to amplify
The words became the works over night
A close choice

He Left

He can't wait to move out
since he's grown up- but the problem is
that he has no car and has no job,
he's wise enough to understand
that he cannot live as a freeloader
be forever dependent on his parents
he's a grown man not a little boy
problem is he has no car and has no job,
he must obtain these

Only He Can

I can’t build
the bridge
But I can cross it
when asked

I can’t mark
the trail
But I can follow
when tasked

I can’t light
the fire
But I can warm
in its glow

I can’t walk
on water
But I can bathe
in its flow

I can’t play
the harp
But know an Angel
with hands

I can’t save
the masses
But love a Savior
— who can

(The First Book Of Prayers: August, 2025)

HE IS MY HEARTBEAT

 
 He is the heartbeat of my soul; he is the one who takes control 
He leads me to the crossroads so that I can choose
how I could win and how I could lose, and for every error that 
I make he wii correct my mistake
I am but a lamb who can lose its

The Promise He Had

They said he couldn't the path was too steep,
But dreams don't belong to the ones who sleep.
With fire in his heart and a storm in his eyes,
He walked through the shadows, aiming for skies.

A man on a mission, his purpose was deep,
A promise to honor, a vow he would keep.
He stumbled and fell, time after

All those hours he won’t get back

All these hours he won’t get back
A clock on the wall, a heart with a crack 
He watches the hours and how they pass by
Did you steal the stars from the midnight sky?

Long Hello’s but quicker goodbyes,
He carries them all, in his tears and his sighs
He runs from the light, he jumps at the noise
Of

He Shall Be Called

   		A Name


  “His name shall be called…”
A great statement of His glory.
  Yet immediately we reason,
Let’s compare it to your story.

   Many problems loom large.
Deafening sound takes the stage.
  Often wronged in the attempts.
Your own advice, you are the sage.

  We’re hard at life, trying
To keep

He was'

A man of sorrows, and familiar with such 'He was afflicted, he came to
His own ' yet they would not accepr Him
He was punished for their sins.'
Innocence was no protection.'

He Called Me Lazarus

Twas the day after Easter when my Cardiologist said,
“Good morning Lazarus” as he entered the room.
You should no longer be here but among the dead,
but a miracle has happened displacing all gloom.

From sixteen fluid bags that on a drip frame hung,
And in seven days God’s tally was only one.
 Even some Doctors had God’s name

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