Long Assurance Poems
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It’s a mystery – stained in crimson
Flow of hope – flowing forgiveness
It’s a wisdom – breathless as a prayer
Whispered on the silence, yearning
Knowing that love like this is indescribable
Baffling the psyche, wiping away doubt
Assuring the spirit of a gift that keeps giving
The gift of a light who is forever burning
A touch that is always sure, so honest
A love that never lets you down, a love
That is more beautiful than hearts can imagine
Love this sure is love that is forever there,
Offering support, abiding joy, wonder so wise
It makes the spirit sure that He is alive
He survives – death and time… He is alive
It’s a promise – spoken by grace
Kindness that is perfect – flawless as His gift
Forgiveness that will always inspire
Forgiveness that will always provide
Forgiveness that will always abide
Inside those who know Him as Savior
The answer, the present and the past
The way through grief, the way of truth
It’s the promise of a light that never goes out
A light of serenity, soothing away the pain
A light of creativity, inspiring the soul
A light of mystery, stirring flames of assurance
It’s the promise of a love that is more alive than the stars
It abides in the heart who believes in Him, His grace
With the knowledge that He is the only friend we need
He is the color of heaven, the ray of God’s reflection,
The whisper of peace who accepts us.. the melody of rain
Showering the soul with praise that is forever honoring
God, our creator, our light, our love – love that is fully alive
Because He provided us with the One who will never die!
If you cannot help falling ill,
Maybe, best is blithe be and chill.
But if you be discreet
And decide to have it,
With prayers do send your claim bill.
It is your truth versus their stealth,
Who’d carp, contest your claim
And deny Refund Dame,
They, not in business of good health,
Would rather win for them good wealth.
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Happenings |19.12.2024|humour, health
Poet’s note: Medical insurance is in news these days. First there was this hospital in Gujarat that performed operations never needed just to claim insurance money from government’s scheme for old people. Then, an insurance company CEO was killed in USA by a disgruntled policy holder denied the claim. Yet, public sympathy does not seem to be with the CEO who lost his life. Strange, but true. Medical insurance is very expensive, claim settlement iffy and dicey. And yet, not to have one is very risky. This ditty dwells on this dilemma.
The sunlight glitters through the curtain
Creating small beams of soft light
As we sit eating at the dining room table
A breakfast of eggs, bacon and pancakes
The morning scents are fresh and sharp
Bacon and coffee and orange juice
With a scent of soap from the showers
We’ve all just had before gathering
After breakfast, we all start toward the door
Ready to be on our way, where we’re going
To school, work, office… wherever we go
There are always these gifts to go with us
Gifts of sharing in the warmth of the sun
As it drifts through the details of a curtain
Gifts of sharing the morning delights
With assurance we’re filled with goodness
Gifts of sharing a morning prayer at the table
Whispered softly and thanking God above
For all the sweet joys we’re sharing together
Joys of gentle faith, great hope and sweetest love
Sophie Helen, my snuggle bunny,
Knows my whereabouts day and night.
She launches herself next to the small of my back
And we snore and dream together.
I dream I am flying
She dreams she is flying with me
Sophie Helen adores me. She is territorial.
I am her property, and she warns me about others.
Birds, cats, trucks on the road, all make her mad.
She gets furious if anyone else tries to touch me.
If my husband kisses the top of my head
She goes ballistic.
She is my savior.
Sophie Helen is my husband’s girl when I am not here.
He tells me stories about her snuggling up
to the small of his back.
He gets braggy about it
Not realizing she does this for me every night.
She is our baby, our girl, the one who stayed with us
After all our children grew up and left.
Sophie Helen is our light to the other world.
The one who assures us that we will make it there.
She comforts us like no other.
There is no mistake that God and Dog have the same three letters.
Unconditional love is what they are both about.
Giving us an assurance that all is well.
There is a place called heaven
where my heart is always yearning
where my soul seems to be churning
with the longing for this dwelling,
this home where Jesus is the anchor
the One to bring hearts and souls
into the center of His world – this
heavenly abode is the answer to my
worries, my struggles and my prayers
This heavenly home is the answer
to all my doubts and insecurities
It fills my heart with compassion,
erases the distrust, the suspicion
with assurance that His love will lift
each heart to its place in His presence
where only the children of God, His Father
will know what it is to be sheltered
from the sadness, the pain, the desperation
all the despair that comes from the darkness
brought to life inside hearts who don’t know
the One who makes a way where there is no way
the One who makes this day feel like light
being poured out on the dead of night
This home where Jesus is the love
who delights in freeing His children from hurt
it is this place that makes life worthwhile
it is this place that brings joy to the smile
it is this place that whispers light to the sigh
This home where Jesus is the host
brings insight into the compassion, the hope
brings faith into the heart who needs His love
brings kindness to the soul who knows He is…
~ the Prince of Peace, the King of Kings –
the wisdom, the grace, the mercy and the way
to know what it is to feel truly saved –
by the grace of God, the compassion of hope
the wonder of a prayer – repenting of sin
bringing to light – the conviction, the gift
the joy of knowing that love lingers within
the soul who believes in Him, the One who is
EVERYTHING that means – love is alive
abiding inside the soul who knows Him as
guide, example, expression of God’s grace
brought to life in this place – heaven – home
to those who know that … GOD IS LOVE!!!
September 9 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 34-36
Key Verse – Ezekiel 34:11 For thus saith the Lord GOD; Behold, I, even I, will both search my sheep, and seek them out.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR SEARCHING AND SEEKING US OUT
Praise be to God for searching and seeking us out to:
Save us against sin-spoilage
Suffice us toward our satisfaction
Settle us upon His Scriptural standard
Sanctify us for stewardship and service
Strengthen us with His safety’s steadfastness
Ezekiel 35:12 Praise be to the Lord for hearing our:
Lamentations He answers by His authority
Love-led aspirations with His assurance
Longings as well as our apprehensions
Loneliness-lengthened by anger
Litany of anxieties and angst
Ezekiel 36:11 Praise be to the Saviour for doing
better unto us than at our beginnings:
Calling us from carnality’s cage
Cleansing us with consecration’s claim
Changing us toward commitment’s conversion
Commanding us to cleave unto Him and His comfort
Caring for us while we cling to His compassionate clemency. Amen!
September 9, 2024
How can you say
with your not quite straight face
that you neither know nor care
anything of God, or gods,
or exotic goddesses
or ghosting holy spirits?
That's like saying you don't care for any love today,
or believe in rain during a drought,
yet feel gratitude for sacred Earth's holistic medicine,
all the grace-filled rain that came some other place and day,
even if not this dry and cracked today.
Like saying you don't believe in music
and dance
and sex
and pleasure
and passion
and red and purple and pink and yellow bruised violet sunsets.
How could you not care about creative becoming?
Regeneration of interdependent life?
The future peaceful home of our prospering grandchildren?
Health care and assurance?
Social and environmental securities?
Anti-social anti-ecological irreligious insecurities?
AnthroObscene LoseAnthroMinds/LoseEarthBodies
mutually assured destroying war games
and re-creative multicultural sacred/organic gardens
pantheistically loving
peace-thriving fragrant and beautiful Beloving Communities.
How can you pretend
with that half-smirk
that this Earth Goddess
we democratically garden together
is no one you could wisely know
or deeply care about?
To co-redeem a master gardener's wildest dreams?
To love into integrity's holy nature/spirit wealth
by divesting of manmade hypocrisy,
thinking we could sufficiently name,
much less commodify, God
without re-creating passions
and pleasures of organic Paradise.
Why would you take a pass
on digging into Earth's co-passionate
fully humane mind/body divinity?
This could not be true
not really you
not the Self with polyculturing Others
past and future right now within
and without your own,
but never owned, passion
to prefer sacred cooperative pleasure's
indigenously natural wisdom.
How can you know
we're not gods and goddesses
in our health-gardening integrity?
in our potential for harvesting regenerativity?
economic and politically fertile
sync-tensegrity,
love of full-stretch multi-colored jazzy soul livity.
You know you want to dance in cornrows
and sing with bird choirs
as god and goddess
within and on,
for and of Mother Gorgeous Gaia's
embryonic wounded womb
elationally awaiting Golden Ruling garden bliss
Or, did I miss something
in that twinkling
of your somewhat straight-faced lie?
“Empathy is emotionally connecting oneself with another in his hardship and pain, showing compassion and loving concern” ~ by Poet
Through the country paths, I lazily loitered
Watching Nature in its changing hue
Straying farther into the interiors
Sundry and sublime vistas came into view
It was almost the end of verdant spring
Summer’s sun stood behind my head
Bleat of lambs was heard from far
"Good day to you"….. Someone said.
There stood on the plain, a boy around thirteen
Obviously, he was of tribal breed
With a beaming smile, he greeted me
But on walking to him, he ran like a steed
I saw him disappear behind the trees
And enter into a hut tiny as a nest
He lived in the lap of Mother Nature
Far from the city and its sooty dust
Being coaxed, he hesitantly came out
My tone of assurance and pleasing smile
Seemed to have won his confidence
As to a friend, he shared his eventful tale
Pointing to the sheep grazing in the slope
He said, he earned a living caring the flock
He stayed in the woods all day long
Feeding and tending his master’s sheep
From dawn to dusk, through woods and meads
He leads his sheep, calling them by their name
Un vexed, with simple pleasures he is content
And with a nomad’s life, he seems to be tame
He said at home he has his invalid mother
Bringing her back to health is his mission in life
On referring to his mother, I watched his eyes glitter
Nothing other than her illness posed to him a strife
From every utterance, I could sense his filial love
Even in abundance while shadows line many faces
On his visage, hope lingered as a dancing flame
To me he seemed above many, rich in other graces
While parting, I handed him some money
Pausing unbelievingly with moist eyes
He accepted it when a breeze passed caressing us
As if over the show of empathy, nature seemed to rejoice!
Feb.13.2023
1.
The clouds flew in embrace with the wind,
In occassions many, they came together,
To bless the land with manna dew and
To bring to rest the flames of the heart,
To call to the winter moon and bring to
The animals a moment of peaceful sleep.
But it stays not long and embarks on a
Journey new to a new spring.
2.
The stream laments the pained moments
Of brutal separations and the beautiful
Recollections of the steady comfort in the
Embrace of her fellow companions when
They loitered hand in hand with the wind,
But she goes on still with a heavy heart,
Adorned with the memories of glory and
Dreams of hope.
3.
The stars burn with the
Fires not extinguished of the past,
They comfort the heart in every journey,
With the pleasing assurance of
The eternal burning of memories in
Moments of despair,
The path can be the sweet garden of
The thousand roses or the darksome valley
Of the thousand thorns, but there will
Aways be the little moments of peace, when
The eyes can get lost in the stars, to
Reminisce about what it was,
The feet will gain strength and a new
Journey will begin.
Sponsor - Brian Strand
Contest Name - YOUR CHOICE 2022
Date - 24th December, 2022
October 22 Scripture Meditations Based on Acts 9-12
Key Verse – Acts 9:15 But the Lord said unto him, Go thy way: for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my name…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR CHOOSING ME AS A VESSEL UNTO YOU
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my unworthiness
Due to my sinful nature that shows my unrighteousness
Here am I surrendering to You my own weakness…
Please use me according to Your sovereign purposefulness.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my limitation
Due to my obvious debility that hinders my determination
Here am I casting to You my shallow devotion…
Please strengthen me by Your mighty fortification.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my infirmity
Due to my worldly activity that confirms my vanity
Here am I yielding to You my perilous frailty…
Please heal me by Your cleansing purity.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my ignorance
Due to my doubt-filled disposition that hides my arrogance
Here am I submitting to You my lack of virtuous endurance…
Please enlighten me by Your wise assurance.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my discontentment
Due to my shallow commitment that obstructs my development
Here am I giving up to You my grievous sentiment…
Please satisfy me with Your sufficient fulfillment.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my inconvenience
Due to my uncomfortable situation that leads to my afflictive disobedience
Here am I laying down to You my fleshly resilience…
Please assist me by Your compassionate patience.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my losses
Due to my wavering faith that opposes divine praises
Here am I entrusting to You my heavenly causes…
Please uphold me by Your powerful forces.
October 22, 2022