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Premium Member FAITH IN GOD WHO IS OUR JUDGE

June 18 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 26-31
 
Key Verse –  Psalms 26:1 Judge me, O LORD; for I have walked in mine integrity: I have trusted also in the LORD; therefore I shall not slide.
	
FAITH IN GOD WHO IS OUR JUDGE	

God is our Judge Who knows how we love Him indeed
We esteem Him as our souls from hell, He freed
Surely seeking Him by faith in all of our need
Since He is our Saviour along His redemption deed.

God is our Judge Who sees how we fear Him with reverence
We respect Him which is vital and not a preference
Surely acknowledging Him by faith for His omniscience
Since He is our Creator of great omnipotence.

God is our Judge Who evaluates how we trust Him without doubt
We recognize Him with His Word, revealed well all throughout
Surely obeying Him by faith against deceitful pout
Since He is our Confidence in every route.

God is our Judge Who discerns how we stay in His will with delight
We prioritize Him as we do what is right
Surely rejoicing in Him by faith, walking in His light
Since He is our Truth, always guiding us day and night.

God is our Judge Who checks on how we stand firm in our Bible conviction
We cling to Him in fleeing from temptation
Surely asking Him by faith for His confirmation
Since He is our Leader Whom we follow with His direction.

God is our Judge Who assesses how we fulfill our commitment
We follow Him and His command with thankful spirit of achievement
Surely pleasing Him by faith in our heavenly attainment
Since He is our Rewarder for our stewardship’s assignment.

God is our Judge Who regards how we pray fervently
We call unto Him, believing in His promises earnestly
Surely serving Him by faith, overcoming pride meekly
Since He is our Father Who keeps on blessing us daily.

June 18, 2025
Form: Quatrain


Premium Member O' Beautiful Dragon-

"Oh, precious dragon you're ever so beautiful Your freshness caress surrounds my body you provide me with bliss and old perfect dragon how beautiful you are for my Consciousness does insist yet I resist your choices you speak to me and soft mellow tone you're handsome beautiful your glorious did I say awesomely beautiful and yet you endanger me even tracked me he send your snares to Captivate me oh how Bleak the midnight death Eternal chain by the ankle tossed into the abyss old Dragon beautiful Dragon I resist your tempting kiss well well into my fable I sit here at this desk at a table with a pen in hand I write a novel where I envisioned you dragon you're not a nine mystical creature you you're not an addiction yet it's you my bad habit I'd have chosen this entrapment as I battle you your thoughts your spoils So Glorious you are two behold and yet tempting trickster you're a liar and you're the father of Lies You Learn me with emotion compassion and I'm felt devotion bu friendly you're a liar endangerment I shall not no longer to linger with you why I don't want to be chained by the ankle and encased in Hell's fire, 
O, Friendly Dragon, beautiful that you are ankle bound with  chains are you worth saving
Selah!!! 


10/18/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 
Written for North Omaha Writers group (NOW) Class assignment

Understood the Assignment

The Assignment

The Assignment 
I understood 
Whether it was bad or good
The Assignment was to do 
What I was instructed to do 
What happens if you don't have a clue 
How do you lean not towards your own understanding?
When life becomes so demanding.
How do you bounce back ?
Keep yourself on track !
It's like being a car 
That needs an alignment
When you understand the assignment

I understood 
The Assignment 
I understood well 
I just want to pass the assignment and excel 
(Repeat 1x)

Verse 2
Pen and paper 
Paper and pen 
I am ready for the assignment 
Taking it all in 
Write the notes
Take heed 
Giving myself unselfishly 
Turning the page 
One page at a time 
No rushing 
Because I will miss 
Miss something I needed 
Nourish my soul 
Lord feed it 
I can be wrong 
Sometimes Im right 
Lord just continue to shed your light 
Show me my purpose 
Keep reminding me that I'm worth it (worth it)
All the blessings 
Keep them coming 
I just want to run and 
Then stop never won't my blessings blocked 

I understood 
The Assignment 
I understood well 
I just want to pass the assignment and excel 
(Repeat 1x)

Hook
The Assignment , the test 
I promise to give it my best 
(Repeat 1x)

I understood 
The Assignment 
I understood well 
I just want to pass the assignment and excel 
(Repeat 1x)
(Repeat until chorus fades)
Written by: Concetta Hardnett
09/26/2021
art

Dough

The smell of French bread baking, seeps through the kitchen roof and the women wearing aprons of assorted colors and fine knitted hat kneading stiff dough in big pudding pans.  

They kept moving for oven to oven taking out baked trays and replacing them with new ones. They had a hundred thousand orders to fill and it  kept them on their feet all day.

 They kept changing shift but they could not complete the orders on time, they worked all night drinking coffee to keep them steady and sweet doughnut to keep up their energy. 

The sweltering heat in the kitchen wets her face and soaked her body but she continues to knead the dough for the evening show .

More than a hundred women in the kitchen bustling with activities and each of them has a different assignment that coincide with mine. They had to deliver four thousand breads before three. 

Five thousand people are sitting on top of the mountain, waiting for manner to fall from heaven; they have been there for five days, listening to the Greek oracle and the story of zeus and his life on mounts Olympus.

 He controls the skies and carries the signal of thunderbolt, the eagle. the bull and the oak, he gets his energy from the east and carries a scepter with a decree.

He was called by numerous names but Plato knows that he is always the same epithets is one of Zeus surname. 

I walked quietly into the multitude to hear what the lecture was all about and someone spotted me in the crowd and starts to shout, “I ‘m hungry” she cried, “did you bring me here to die,?” “Zeus has five children”, she said so give me some food before I drop dead.  

See them standing in the breadline holding long French bread from the divine, the multitude on the mountain has not been fed and you have to deliver five thousand French bread before Zeus emerge from the sky.  

The smell of French bread has opened my appetite and the women in the kitchen has bread galore to fill up all the bread store; place your order before you go through the door.
Form: Narrative

My Calling at an Intersection along IA 136

A soft breeze whispered
as I stood near a spread
of fields
where my heartfelt story was told.

I recalled the beginning.
The middle was unfolding
and I didn’t know the end.

My assignment 
of controlling traffic here
would last two weeks

yet a voice inside
said this was where
I was meant to be.

O, the sky was so blue.

A construction crew inched
along the highway to fill cracks.
My father always said
what was broken must be mended.

I was reconciling with my past,
my memories carried in a breeze.

It was the beginning of summer,
I recall,
ankle-high corn reaching for the sun.
It was a farmer’s labor
a farmer’s pride.

My life was unfolding
a sense of wonder
as cars followed the pilot vehicle
through open lands.

The clouds above passed
as galleons of ancient ships
the sky an ocean of dreams
and endless tomorrows.


Premium Member Sneeze-

Sneeze, I am allergist to stupid
You come to me unproven
And yet you ahh-choo
And you laugh and boo-whoo

Whom am you, and what am I
And why do your goose bumps swell and rise
I am allergist to chitter-chatter
And why does it even matter

I come and sneeze
Must be the wind, the grasses the trees
So when I sneeze
Must be allergic to ever living matter

What does it matter?
When I’m asleep in my bed
There’s a voice in my head sneeze…
And it says …
Ahh choo!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.  2019©
Written for class assignment (WIPS) North Omaha Writers Group (NOW)
Form: Rhyme

Self Prophecy

Child born to be used
Born with a veil over its face
Born protected from birth 
God designed they life 
Life to appear one way
Held them back 
Run them through situations 
Situation average Joe...
Average Joe couldn’t handle
Gifts placed upon that child

Run another crazy 
Draw sneaky foes
Evil foes
Demonic foes
Dark foes
Psychotic foes
Doubled mind foes 
Masked foes
Miserable foes 
Attraction to their light

Looking to destroy 
Steal 
Dim 
Their gifts
Lights

Battles this child faced 
Agony don’t know where to begin 
Many testimonials 
Pregnant with ideas
Pregnant with Gods words
Tried to hide their self 
The pain life & people caused 

Child finally found its power
Ready to give birth 
To Gods words
Assignment their to carry out
No longer held back
Doesn’t care what masses feel
Opinion 
Thoughts
Plots
Schemes 
Child misunderstood 
God understood 
Child not perfect
Perfect for God
Child misjudged 
God understands 

Manipulation one tries
Child 3rd eye popping 
Hands & soul  activated 
Activated to heal the sick
Child realized their chosen
Many are called few are chosen
No turning back 
No new person
No rebirth 
Divine timing to birth
Birth this child to the world....
Gods gem hidden in plain sight
God design
Design for this child to be overlooked 
To be continued...

 
Self prophecy

Premium Member Sadly-I Am Only a Dream and Your Eternal Heir--

They say, all good things must end, 
the pains afflicting;
why is love so ephemeral? 
why do all good things disappear? 
the grief burns yet here; 
beating heart torments the soul so;
I may never understand or see; 
what you wanted from me; 
my love sentimental disillusions;
Don't grieve for me this intrusion;
darkness plagues the soul; 
I'll hold your hand for always, you said I'm whole;
I mourn for your stare O God...
SADLY
Now, I am only a dream and your eternal heir

7/20/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019 ©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Tribute To My Friend Sue

We first met at O’Charlies with her tears and my ears.
We had attended Sunday School together - we joined
another for a couple years. When we returned, her spouse
had died. Proverbial arms were already ‘round her sweet soul.

She braved returning to church, knowing we’d see her.
A wreck, she loved that man with everything; her source
of strength, he was. They had planned to serve together.
He had his lovely voice, his guitar - they’d read the bible

with the seniors at a small center, even to memory-impaired.
But, this assignment was given to this heartbroken soul,
stepping up as a leader, with encouragement. Eager
to do her best, she gained a following. I served with her
for awhile, after our meeting for lunch at her favorite place.

Back to O’Charlies, Sue’s tears shattered upon the table,
the floor, my shoulder. I was wet with her pure grief.
It was my first time seeing someone so wrecked from
losing their dearly departed. I had seen others, but only
as a freeze-frame. Sue allowed me in and I loved her dearly.

You’ve probably guessed, she has left her place on earth.
Exciting that she’s joined her beloved Al in heaven. Found
out about her passing only yesterday, but she died in May.
Still processing the death of this saint, who loved her grands,
her pet, her church, her friends and most certainly the Lord.

She was the one who would show up with goodies, specially
baked chocolate chip cookies. Bravely and faithfully attended
Sunday School, on Thursday evenings, when she could.

I know I heard God’s voice telling me to grab her hand,
bring her up front to praise the Lord, as the invitation 
had been made. She was not in my direct eyesight, but
I could feel her heartbeat. How interesting that it was
Valentine’s Day and my husband was sick at home.

So I grabbed Sue’s hand and we walked up front to praise
together. With tears in her eyes, she asked “Kim, how
did you know?” I told her that Al was with us, we are all
part of the communion of saints. I held her heart, and I
was blessed by a friendship that transcends time and space.

Rest in peace, my sweet friend! I will see you one future day.

Tears…

6/22/2023

What Can You Accomplish In 52 Days

Every year we start out with our new year's resolutions 
But can we accomplish them with determination and concrete conclusion? 
If you desire to see positive outcome you must operate with intentionality 
And then have a godly mindset to ensure the victory 
Now possessing the spirit of preparation to overcome prior bad acts
From factualization to actualization accomplishing much in fact
Allow God to infuse you with the power 
to germinate the seeds He's planted in you
And let the premise of intentionality transform and renew

So what can you accomplish in 52 days 
And to whom do you share your goals?
Just don't waste time on those who don't promote 
Your vision and play no productive roles
Your relationships in life determine the building blocks 
The foundation on which your dreams stand 
So surround yourself with those who can help you accomplish 
All in life that you've planned 
And if what you're doing affects those who try to put you in a box 
Step out of the boat, keep the faith and give it all you've got
Stay focused on your assignment and intent on your goals
And don't allow the haters to come in and take control 

It's a new year and we all need a new attitude
With the spirit of intentionality operating at a higher altitude 
Elevated and now escalated moving out of comfort zones 
Accomplishing much in 52 days with the power of the heavenly throne 
Now weeping, fasting and praying in order to bring about change 
And taking the assignment back to God so a paradigm shift can be arranged 

So what can you accomplish in 52 days if you pray 
And then give thanks to God? 
You could probably build a wall around a city
And fulfill the desires of your heart

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