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April 11 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 1-5
Key Verse –1Chronicles 4:10 And Jabez called on the God of Israel, saying, Oh that thou wouldest bless me indeed, and enlarge my coast, and that thine hand might be with me, and that thou wouldest keep me from evil, that it may not grieve me! And God granted him that which he requested.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY REQUEST BLESSED GRANTER
Lord God, You are my request blessed Granter for my ministry-function
Thank You for reigning over my devotion
You are Whom I should trust along Your truth-foundation
While You revive me midst service-devotion.
Lord God, You are my request blessed Granter for my faith-height
Thank You for pardoning my transgression-blight
You are Whom I should depend on, abiding in Your light
While You enclose me inside Your compassion-delight.
Lord God, You are my request blessed Granter for my stewardship-years
Thank You for caring for my well-being midst sorrows’ tears
You are Whom I should honour against irrational fears
While You enlarge my coast along faithful stewardship-gears.
Lord God, You are my request blessed Granter for my prayer-fervency
Thank You for bearing up soul with Your mercy
You are Whom I should seek to practice consistency
While You uphold me midst Your loving persistency.
Lord God, You are my request blessed Granter for my sickness-healing
Thank You for stretching my patience along Your kind dealing
You are Whom I should submit to with heart that’s willing
While You assure me within Your security-sealing.
Lord God, You are my request blessed Granter for my fellowship-gesture
Thank You for transforming for virtuous posture
You are Whom I should appreciate for leading me to provision-pasture
While You propel me toward victorious giving venture.
Lord God, You are my request blessed Granter for my discipleship-fruitfulness
Thank You for teaching me with Your wisdom’s steadfastness
You are Whom I should seek against unbelief and doubtfulness
While You help me overcome attacks of slothfulness.
April 11, 2023
Why rhyme you ask?
Because it is fun, it is easy, and my mind is broken.
SCREECH……………………………………
Stop that! I warn myself. We have had more than enough of that.
Trixie picks up a feather duster and plucks a feather
There is a savage warning on her face.
I cringe.
Why write poetry?
Because to not write it is to not be in touch with ourselves at all
I say with shaky confidence
Waiting for someone to bop me on the head for saying this.
Trixie puts on her Groucho Marx mask and wiggles her eyes.
I feel greatly relieved that I have gotten away with this thought.
She narrows her eyes, and I look away. Scared.
Are other people terrified of their muses or is it just me?
But what if it is not even poetry?
I ask myself. It comes out as the BIG question.
The one I always think of, but rarely feel brave enough to voice.
It matters not, I assure myself.
My fans are forgiving.
They will forgive me this too.
Trixie begins figure skating on the desk.
She is wearing a pink tutu with glitzy sparkles.
We are okay, she assures me. Let's do this.
November 14 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Corinthians 5-7
Key Verse – 2Corinthians 5:1 For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY EARTHLINESS’ DISSOLVER
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to clothe me with Your divine immortality
Thank You that You assure me Your Word’s immutability
For my faith’s steadfast stability of unwavering certainty
When I appear before Your judgment’s verity.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to persuade me to trust Your generous goodness
Thank You that You uphold me by Your precepts’ truthfulness
For my confidence-sobriety midst Your constraining lovingkindness
When I rise against flesh-inflicted weakness.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to make me a new creature to enjoy Your green pasture
Thank You that You transform me by Your reconciliation-gesture
For my trespasses’ pardon with Your compassionate posture
When I confess to You my sins, aware of guilt puncture.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to work through me by Your abundant grace
Thank You that You enclose me within Your salvation’s succouring embrace
For my honour’s good report in terms of patience along life’s race
When I behold Your beauty against pride’s trace.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to comfort me with Your triumphant rejoicing
Thank You that You cheer me along my heartfelt praising
For my attitude’s straightening and bad motives’ cleansing
When I obey You sincerely, separating from rebellion’s cursing.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to mold me in Your holiness-perfection
Thank You that You strengthen me to combat filthiness and corruption
For my life’s boldness in fighting carnal disposition
When I submit to Your power toward servanthood action.
Lord God, You are my earthliness’ Dissolver,
ready to uphold me by Your revival zeal
Thank You that You protect me well so frustration I can’t grievously feel
For my joy’s refreshing gladness and exuberance-deal
When I come before You in prayer every time I humbly kneel.
Would it be okay if I have a moment of your time?
To tell you how I feel through this small, magical rhyme?
Would it be okay if I hold you for a while?
To kiss your forehead, and make you smile?
Would it be okay to pull you close and whisper in your ear?
To assure you daily that there is nothing to fear?
Every time you say I love you,
My heartbeat starts to go insane.
The sensation of your love for me,
It’s like an addictive type of pain.
The twinkle in your eyes, every time we speak.
It sends chills up and down my spine, and it makes me completely weak.
When you say I love you, your voice lights up my face.
You make me melt all over, as my heart continues to race.
And when you kiss me…
My lips quiver at the very touch.
My soul is filled and overwhelmed with joy, that you love me so much.
The being within me surrenders with everything you do.
Because of those three words you say… I love you.
So would it be okay if I have a moment of your time?
To show you how I feel through the words of my magical rhyme?
Would it be okay to show you firsthand?
That I am proud to be your husband, and happy to be your man?
You are everything I could ever need and more.
More than I deserve or would dare wish for.
You are my wife, my baby, my angel, my dream girl.
I’m thankful that you are my whole world.
I want you to feel the power flowing through my heart and my rhyme?
So again, I ask… would it be okay if I have a moment of your time?
(Sight, Music, Aroma, Flavor, Sense)
BLUE--NOSTALGIC hue that brings back far memories to your mind with a hint of GRAY notes BLUE--is MUSIC and rejoice for the soul the GREEN lullaby echo of the pasture in an afternoon sunset BLUE--SMELL of a RED rose bouquet brought by your loved one as a declaration and symbol of pure love BLUE--the FLAVOR of exquisite spices garnish with BROWN swirls the delicacies served in the table BLUE--you can SENSE the joy of optimism and happiness with the YELLOW sparks from the shiny sun.
(Nostalgic, Gray, Music, Green, Smell, Red, Flavor, Brown, Sense and Yellow)
Nostalgic gray diminish the keep sake of treasured moments. Music to my ears is a cherished song or the voice of a special one. The green background of the field assure a peaceful state. Smell of the red flower transport you to a walk with your beloved. The fragrance of sumptuous brown pastries make to succumb to its flavor. A sense of bliss is felt with the yellow tint in the sky becoming CELESTIAL.
For Color Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tammy Reams
Third Place
Nayda Ivette
10-10-2015
Am I suppose to look strong?
I am so weak, insecure of my wrongs
I stumble on obscure words...not exactly sleek
Suppose I could blame it on the week
All the time I wonder about someone
Jealous thoughts instantly runs through my weary mind
Don't mind me...just don't look back
I'm becoming a monster
Full of damned dreams
That probably won't come back
It won't come to pass
And how could I learn in class?
Am I a weakling or what?
I create a fuss about things I don't own
Oh joy...here comes those groans of yours
Do you see yourself in the mirror?
I should be the one doing that
You bother as if you were some sort of gnat...
Meaningless regrets that I could slightly feel
Like I ate an appetizing meal
Then regret: "I shouldn't have eaten that..."
And then I'm expected to be a slick as an athlete.
And beat
A race of amusement...aggrivating toil
And feed the spoil
It doesn't sound right...so peculiar
There's no use to compare
Ourselves with our own kind
Could I ever find
A way to seep through an energetic
world of lust
And I thrust
To get this journey over with
And done with
Finding a certain solitude to sleep
And fall into the deep
And stumble upon the annoying habit of weakness
And I assure you
I won't miss
A day that I feel strong
Enough to get on my knees
And enjoy a certain solitude
And find myself praying
And go without playing
This week
Why are you watching me? Why am I on your list,
classified as an enemy combatant or potential terrorist?
Why are you watching me? Please tell me why I'm on that list.
Is it because I always challenge you? Is it because I always resist?
Why are you watching me? Why am I on the government watch list?
If I am doing anything at all criminal, then place me under arrest.
Why do you always detain me at the airport until my flight leaves?
Why do you always pull me out of line for additional screenings?
Which by the way, is publicly very humiliating.
Why are you watching me? I assure you I am no threat.
I don't reach anyone at all. I'm just a lone wolf activist,
who one day found himself in a war against the IRS,
because of that agency's criminal practice, tactics and injustice.
Why are you watching me? Please give it a rest,
but you never will, will you?
You will for the rest of my life cause me distress.
I've made my Guantánamo Bay bed,
now I have to lay in it I guess.
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along with over 1 million natural born americans of the good old U S.
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I teeter on the brink of possibility.
The sun on the new horizon glistens
its rays on the undulating sea of change.
I gaze a while, drifting with a squawking gull,
or diving with a hunting cormorant -
lost in my imagination, caught in plausibility.
Sometimes a gust of wind unsettles my balance;
I totter into uncertainty, struggling to stand,
but you take my hand and steady me.
Now I only look ahead; no way back.
The chasm is inviting me to jump;
to take a leap of faith and ditch the doubt.
I place my baggage at my feet;
packages of responsibility and confusion
tucked in neatly and nestling with the past.
One last tug at the sleeve of my coat
as they make a last ditch attempt to restrain me,
and I have jumped - flying through the air, free.
As I land I see you there smiling and safe,
arms outreaching. The promise of the future beckons,
and looks inviting, exciting and full of hope.
Once I teetered on the brink of possibility
now it is a glistening reality. The sea is calm now.
And, as the sun sets on the horizon, I am home.
(note: to all my lovely friends who thought I was literally considering leaping into a chasm to
my death, I can assure that I am most certainly not!!! It is merely a metaphorocal chasm,
and I intend to stick around for quite a while yet. Heavens, I am just about to have a book
published, life is very good! Thanks so much for your concern though)
Might I sing a song to show you that I love You
In appreciation of our togetherness
That together we are love
And in love we might be happy
Might instrument's sound
In a harmony of there conduction
Melodies amiss the words
Together to recreate our togetherness
Echo's of whispering lovers
In tune to be heard
Sung from the direction
Where the world might hear what
The creator hear
Might I, written by Mi, 2018, used with permission, copyright date, not registered.( some might say, us wrote this: but I assure you it was I !)
As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew
anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue
Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue
flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true
Wistful, floating over the silence poured out by nature’s trembling light
beneath a sunrise where joy caresses the wings who rest through the night
Her song is flowing like a river of soothing, across stones of gentle hope
while there comes a laughing wind on the skies who assure me I can cope
Breathless prayers reveal the spirits of those whimsical hints of God’s grace
pouring out joy through colorful arms, glistening with purple and gold lace
Enchanting my spirit, her wings sing of stories in nature’s wonderous life
fanciful fantasies woven by threads of light who drive out every part of strife
Her music engulfs my heart with a feeling, both reflective and hypnotizing
walking through the garden where she hesitates to invite me, so surprising
On winds of elation, her story is written by the One who counts the stars
creation remembers that He is the Light who pens each of our memoirs
Let God know that His gentle voice speaks in her wandering dashes
reminding souls that His love is so strong it brings glory from the ashes
As the butterfly flits from rose to azalea, leaving a trail of colorful hues
know that her rushing from flower to flower is how she echoes His muse