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April 26 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 15-17
Key Verse – 2Kings 15:3 And he did that which was right in the sight of the LORD, according to all that his father Amaziah had done.
HEART THAT PERSISTS TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT IN THE SIGHT OF THE LORD
Our heart persists to do what is right in the sight of the Lord with His presence
That girds us in our frustration-silence
As He demands our faith’s persistence
Midst His truth to overcome doubts’ insistence and trust’s decadence.
Our heart persists to do what is right in the sight of the Lord with His counsel
That enlightens us in our confusion-grapple
As He illumines our understanding with truth’s epistle
Midst His Word to smite obscurity’s darkness and falsity’s wimple.
Our heart persists to do what is right in the sight of the Lord with His wisdom
That corrects us in our ignorance-boredom
As He guides our heart always, not just seldom
Midst His precepts to thwart lustfulness’ cravings and carnality’s freedom.
Our heart persists to do what is right in the sight of the Lord with His query
That rebukes us in our self-pity’s fury
As He disciplines our unbelief of its afflicting injury
Midst His correction to subdue bitterness’ sorrow and discontentment’s misery.
Our heart persists to do what is right in the sight of the Lord with His teaching
That strengthens us in our conviction-stretching
As He upholds our steadfastness through His standards’ preaching
Midst His help to conquer indecency’s entangling and worldliness’ reaching.
Our heart persists to do what is right in the sight of the Lord with His sovereignty
That leads us in our submission-humility
As He overrules our pride’s integrity
Midst His leadership to hinder haughtiness’ vanity and selfishness’ futility.
Our heart persists to do what is right in the sight of the Lord with His direction
That governs us in our commitment-devotion
As He blesses our obedience along His instruction
Midst His goodness and greatness that grant us joy of our salvation.
April 26, 2026
On the wings of time
Without beginning and end
I continue to fly in eternity
As cosmic consciousness
Not limited to my body
Merging with ocean and sky
Becoming one with stars
Is my absolute attribute
Despite visible incapacity
To fathom the ultimate
The curiosity continues and
Seeker inside does not stop
I am one with all
Is the concrete conviction
An intrinsic realization
Far above comprehension
Where will I go
Cosmos has no borders
All will remain inside
And so will I
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With little hands you cared and carried with love and faith in our hopes for the future
Even though you to was still just a child with motherly love you cleaned our bodies.
Angels of many who grew up with many and being our our hands.
Thank you my sister's for being there.
Thank you my sister's for loving us with care
Your compassion for us is the proof of our life, always there and guiding our paths.
Even though you to was hurting inside,it never stopped you from being there and lifting us up.
Placing us on your shoulder, making us reach for the stars.
Guiding our thoughts and placing it amongst the stars to reach further than the Galaxy.
Thank you my sister's for leading the way, always there when needed on the road of life.
Thank you my sister's for your love and care
Thank you my sister's for giving us strength and facing life with conviction and pride.
Your compassion for us is the proof of our lives always there and guiding our paths
Even though you to was hurting inside,it never stopped you from being ladders,lifting us up and
Placing us on your shoulder, making us reach for the stars.
Thank you my sister's for leading the way, always there when needed on the road of life.
While life gave you roads of unsteady paths it did not get you to forget us even while you crashed you would still jump to our call with love and wisdom.
Never looking back at the past but always believing in us unto the end. My sisters my, motherly guide with wisdom and faith you guided our paths. Love you my sister's my friends.
Even though you to was hurting inside,it never stopped you from being ladders,lifting us up and
Placing us on your shoulder, making us reach for the stars.
Thank you my sister's for leading the way, always there when needed on the road of life.
While life gave you roads of unsteady paths it did not get you to forget us even while you crashed you would still jump to our call with love and wisdom.
Never looking back at the past but always believing in us unto the end. My sisters my, motherly guide with wisdom and faith you guided our paths. Love you my sister's my friends.
Softly uttered, beneath cold biting mist,
footfalls muffled through stifling drifts, empty sidwalks embrace noone,
Frost heavily pluming, clinging on each sigh
In night's brazen stillness, beneath eerie lamp glow waning,
When dawn's long in coming, and all sleep like the dead,
Ah, then lets take a walk shall we , you and i?
Strolling as one, hand in hand, through icy winds
Past the churchyard gates, snow laden and chained,
Beyond empty glances of headstone cherubs,
Far off in darkness, solemn bells toll with straining conviction,
as winds moan wistfully, the tolling pierces the heart,
And I wonder in passing, how many more walks have we,
Beneath the silent moon overhead, white as bones in a shroud,
Shall the secnt of cinnamon haunt me into my dreams, yes i am certain,
For your eyes resemble heavens gates, amd my soul longs for redemption,
An angel draped in my tattered, time-worn jacket, littered with marks of life's ventures,
And yet you bear no wings to fly, but still you comfort me as morning draws nigh,
Crosstown bungalow, windows shuttered, still as my breath
As you I guide you once more up treacherous steps,
Our hands we let fall, a yearning stare betrays me,
"Tomorrow night again? Or when shall it be??",
Only a nod and a smile left imprinted to my heart,
"Hang on to the jacket. I'll pick it up in the morning."
Your smile never falters, unweathered by the wind,
And I turn to leave this night and you,
Leave this world behind for the rising sun,
An arm reached out, gripped with sorrow and infinity,
Pulled back into your everlasting embrace,
A kiss so deep, I feel I'm drowning,
God, let me drown...let me...drown....
You're gone.
Empty streets the morning finds,
save for me and my memories, trapped between time,
Stray dog struts past, hunting eagerly some alleyway breakfast,
But my business waits at the churchyard, still silent, still chained,
I climb over and drop, the gates clank in protest,
Between the rows of headstones, I walk in solemn sprit,
Thirteen rows now, then fifiteen, I know the way well,
And upon the eighteenth row, I find without mistake,
And draped across the frozen ground.....
My tattered, time-worn jacket.
Form:
He could have been a hero brave
not the clown up on the stage
a man of courage and convictions
escaping the beautiful perfect hoax
instead. he has become the brunt of every joke.
He could have been a hero rallied
a warrior gathering troops to carry
the leader acting with common sense and truth
with the confidence in the chosen intelligence
prepared and prepped ready to meet every circumstance.
Heroes don't announce imagined achievements
rather they breathe direction in humility, inner conviction
the presidential soldier, the leader of the nation
takes the reins and boldly steps forward in communication
with a plan, inner strength lacking any hesitation.
He could have been a hero
but who has he become, another Nero
some demagogue captured within his mind
biding time, place and position soon erased
as the nation waits for some new hero to take his place.
Fortunate
I decided when I met you
And it happened pretty fast
That I want to keep this feeling
That I want the bliss to last
One might think that my decision
Reeks of ignorance and haste
They may judge my resolution
Or even claim I lack good taste
But such notions do not stir me
They are trivial at best
What’s the use of contemplating?
I feel fortunate and blessed
Common sense has found an ally
It has Feelings as a friend
This gives power to Conviction
Doubt felt out of place and went
And I’m all the more courageous
I am set to take the dive
Hear me saying, yes, I’m shouting
’I will be your wedded wife!’
Wendy Nipas
There was a time when I disbelieved
in the true sense of what it's to believe
I knew not of the true living God
in this state, my soul could only grieve
But God was faithful never giving up
revealing himself in the person of His Son
this son of God is revealed in holy writ
the Lord Jesus Christ the saviour bar none
I thank God for the conviction of my sin
in my heart thinking what can I do?
the gospel which I never had heard
then in the mid-20s I heard this is true
This was such a revelation to receive
realising to not believe brings death
needing spiritual birth to truly believe
God is sovereign even to our very breath
Now for 37 years, I've followed Jesus
the one who loves me fully without measure
He went to Calvary's cross paid for my sins
setting me free to believe on my treasure
Born in Aberdeen Washington
where he hung out,
“Underneath the bridge,
the tarp has sprung a leak”
Taught himself to play guitar,
liked to smoke some weed,
“And the animals I’ve trapped
have all become my pets”
Started writing songs,
had very deep meaning,
“And I’m living off of grass
and drippings from the ceiling”
Formed the band Nirvana
with some of his buddies,
“But it’s ok to eat fish,
cause they don’t have any feelings”
“Something in the way”
boy he’s got ambition,
“Something in the way yeah”
unwavering conviction,
“Something in the way”
chronic stomach condition,
“Something in the way yeah”
impending perdition.
Records started to sell
superstardom beckoned,
“Underneath the bridge,
the tarp has sprung a leak”
Took the billboard chart by storm,
Grunge had found its champion,
“And the animals I’ve trapped
have all become my pets”
Money started to come in,
met ‘Courtney Love’ it seems,
“And I’m living off of grass,
and drippings from the ceiling”
Got married had a child,
They named her Frances Bean,
But it’s ok to eat fish,
cause they don’t have any feelings.
“Something in the way”
by your own admission.
“Something in the way yeah”
is it drug addiction,
“Something in the way”
rehab with no remission,
“Something in the way yeah”
a round of ammunition.
Nothings in the way,
they can feel you breathing,
Board spells out your name
a very eerie feeling,
Gun went off by mistake
is the wound still healing,
Sigrid’s seance was no fake,
I am so believing,
A voice of burning nails
exorcising demons,
Goodbye Kurt Cobain
tarp was only weeping.
By
David Kavanagh
Inspired by
Sigrid Ermine poem
Called by Cobain seance
Lyrics “something in the way” by,
Kurt Cobain.
Poetry has always been with me, I just didn’t know it.
I didn’t know verse and lines of rhymes
were prayers of my heart
And how could a child who needed escape,
know such feelings exist
All in good fun, with a jingle or two
I’d “ditty” my way through a party
They’d call upon me to liven the crowd
Some humor to “jolly” the room
Yet later when loss had its lessons
And words were my only true friend
I knew then that I was a poet, I knew then
how I understand
So now, with reflection so certain
Without hesitation or pause
I say with a fervent conviction
If it wasn’t for poetry, I wouldn't be me
March 24 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 6-10
Key Verse – 1 Chronicles 9:19 And Shallum the son of Kore, the son of Ebiasaph, the son of Korah, and his brethren, of the house of his father, the Korahites, were over the work of the service, keepers of the gates of the tabernacle: and their fathers, being over the host of the LORD, were keepers of the entry.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR INVITING ME TO YOUR WORK
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of service-investment
As You keep me in Your eternal commitment
So that I can labour with holy contentment
While enjoying Your presence-fulfillment.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of soulwinning
As You call me with Your great training
So that I can share Your Gospel with the lost and sinning
While doing Your will for faith-refining.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of fruitfulness
As You bless me with Your goodness
So that I can bear yields of righteousness
While abiding in Your designed productiveness.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of life building
As You nurture me upon Your guarding
So that I can help others thru Your guiding
While staying in Your love’s attending.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of mercy-declaration
As You secure me in Your assured salvation
So that I can minister with biblical conviction
While testifying about Your sacrifice for mankind’s redemption.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of kingdom-seeking
As You lead me toward heavenly trekking
So that I can shine in Your light radiantly, not blinking
While submitting to Your authority, unto Your face blissfully looking.
March 24, 2022