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Why not love God, rather than people, too: the love of Creatures is the way to The Creator
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Wesley's hymns include: "Heavenly Adam, Life Divine,/change my nature into Thine,"/ : Risen Jesus is The Perfect Adam.
Categories:
john wesley, christian, good friday, heaven,
Form: Monoku
"Amazing love! How can it be
that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?"
-From the hymn "And can it be that I should gain?" by Charles Wesley
Woe is me! The greatest sinner,
My sins killed my Saviour,
By His grace, I'm now a winner,
What an amazing love!
To Him, I've been so unfaithful,
Yet He came down for me,
For His saving grace, I'm grateful,
What an amazing love!
Eternal God, He tasted death,
All for most sinful me,
I'm His e'en after my last breath,
What an amazing love!
07.26.2020
Contest: In honour of John Wesley
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Categories:
john wesley, inspirational, song,
Form: Rhyme
"Got any rivers you think are un crossable?
Got any mountains you cannot tunnel through?
God can do what no other power can do".
The lyrics to a song by John Wesley, a great revivalist
and accomplished song writer, speak to the practical SIDES
of our everyday LIVES and remind us that we are not ALONE.
Though at TIMES driven by stormy winds, and far we have ROAMED,
Our strong faith REMINDS us that we have not reached our HOME.
Figuratively, we all have crossed rivers once thought IMPOSSABLE
and tunneled through gigantic mountains once deemed UNTHINKABLE.
How many times have we completed missions and asked, "Did I do THAT?" Or what about the times you climbed mountains taller than Mount ARARAT?
Do you remember the time your job was OUTSOURCED to India, or 10 years ago when you went through a horrible DIVORCE? Although it hurt you to the CORE and left you bruised, SOUR, and SORE, you overcame all of that and MORE, because you were blessed with God's POWER which did for you, as Mr. Wesley said, 'what no other power could do'.
072520PSCtest, In Honor Of John Wesley, Kim Rodrigues
Categories:
john wesley, christian, god, song,
Form: Rhyme
Few now look back on those times that are gone
When Hoodoo and Rudebaugh rode rough stock;
When Clantons and Cowboys carved out Tombstone
And the West was legend with Wyatt and Doc.
There's Jesse amd Frank and Youngers of course--
Daltons and Wild Bunch and many forgot;
Billy the Kid and that Wild Bill Hickok--
John Wesley Hardin: another hard lot.
Too few now know of old Buffalo Bill--
Cowboys are just jokes and those to be feared;
Good western movies are rare and too few--
Ranch land is shrinking and too often cleared.
The Old West is fading and few give a damn--
Long gone are Bat Masterson and Luke Short;
There's no more Blackjack Ketchem or Black Bart--
Belle Starr's forgotten and Judge Roy Bean's court.
Few now look back on those times that are gone
When Hoodoo and Rudebaugh rode rough stock;
When Clantons and cowboys carved out Tombstone
And the West was legend with Wyatt and Doc.
Categories:
john wesley, nostalgia, remember, , western,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
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Elvis Aaron Presley
So different from John Wesley
When he got on stage
A whole lot of shaking earned his wage
Categories:
john wesley, funny, history, life
Form: Clerihew
There is no Sunday west of St. Louis
And no God that’s west of Ft. Smith—
So says the frontier adage that’s truest
And confirms the last Old West myth.
Wild Bill Hickok had him a dead man’s hand—
They found John Ringo ‘neath a tree.
Billy the Kid was shot where he did stand—
They never found Butch Cassidy.
Jesse was shot unarmed by a young creep,
Belle Starr was shot-gunned in the back—
Wyatt Earp died years later in his sleep
And the Dalton boys all got whacked.
Dirty Dave Rutabaugh did lose his head,
Doc Holliday died of TB—
And Wyatt Earp shot Curly Bill stone dead,
But what became of “Buckskin” Leslie?
John Wesley Hardin was shot in a bar—
Frank James lived to a ripe old age.
Cole Younger wrote down most of his memoir,
Buffalo Bill soon was the range.
Now west of St. Louis Sundays do thrive
And west of Ft. Smith they’ve found God—
But the frontier is no longer alive
And the Old West is a smile and a nod.
Categories:
john wesley, angst, cowboy-western, history, nostalgia,
Form: Cowboy Poetry