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written 7.28,17
"I Didn't Die"
by: Eric L. Boddie
Now I admit that I still have a slight case of amnesia
Because I had a slight heat stroke that triggered me to have seizures
And I spent 8 days in a hospital bed
Being on a respirator with all kinds of tubes and needles in my arms and head
And not once did The Creator ever leave my side
Tomorrow will be 2 weeks since the doctors told me I almost died
This was at least the fourth such incident to enter into my Life
Maybe it is because I have often asked death to end all my pain and strife
But Only God Knows what is truly in store for me
Maybe it is our ordeals that define our true identity
I was in intensive care from one Saturday to the next
Then I was released to the street because To God, nothing is too complex
I fought with all I had to rise up out of that hospital bed
With so much family and friends around me, their Prayers are why I am not dead
So from this day forward, I will continue to do my best to do what is Right
Because on the Day Of Judgment, I Pray To Bask In Holy Light
God Bless you all and never take Life for granted
Because by doing so, even the Life that seems hardest will be totally enchanted....
In this world torn by shadows, my love, I wonder,
Why do the wounds I bear for you demand proof of blood,
As if the blooming of roses needed witnesses?
I hate this world, I hate the way it forces me to hide,
What should never be concealed, my love for you.
Perhaps... perhaps on the day of judgment, when souls strip away lies,
I will find you there, under the gaze of the Almighty,
With trembling hands and a shattered voice, I will whisper... Yes...
Yes, from the heart, from the deepest corners of my being, I loved you.
It was pure, it was... it was just love. Until that day comes,
I will drag this heart through the dust of this cruel world,
Hating it for forcing me to prove my love...
Hating it for making me this way. And in the paradox of my love,
Like a seagull lost between clouds of lead and a sea of steel,
I will continue to soar, even in the face of opposing winds,
For love, my love, is a labyrinth with no exit and no beginning.
One hundred years on
Our Waste Land we celebrate
Desiccated and dry as a desert
Within our dehumanised souls
Where the tumbleweed of untruth
Sits with such disconnection
From reality,
Myriad voices peddling the myths of the madhouse
Your untruth is not mine
So far apart are we
Secure yet blinded by our own beliefs
Unanchored and ill- founded
Estranged from the truth
And dead to fact
Our refusal to recognise the denatured race
Of our reckless rush
Towards the day of judgment
Destruction and damnation.
False narratives to gullible audiences play,
Such siren songs solipsistically
Softly sing us to our graves,
Fragmentation our final fate
Emotion eclipsing reason.
"The Truth of Me"
by: Eric L. Boddie
To tell the Truth of me
Is so very easy you see
Yet only few will understand
Just what makes up this man
For I desire not society's approval
Because years ago, I made a permanent removal
I am like no one else you will encounter
I strive to be as somewhat of an astounder
Because I am only going to be here once
So I try to make the best of every day of every month
And I really could care less what others think
For this is my ship and only I can cause it to sink
And that is why I Love all people the same
So on the Day Of Judgment, God wont feel ashamed
To Welcome me through His Pearly Gates
Even though He Knows my every mistake
But He Also Knows what my heart holds dear
And to which level I am honestly sincere
So my Truth is I Live to be in His Service
Failure to do so is all that makes me nervous
And that is the reason why if you ever need a friend
I will always and forever have an ear to lend....
When all alone at night I sit,
and near the dawn comes creeping;
I sit, just God, my thoughts and me,
while other folks lie sleeping.
I know that some don't understand
how I get blessed from writing;
But in this battle for the lost,
there's different ways of fighting.
I always pray to be inspired,
that through God, I might feed
A thought or word of comfort
to that one who might have need.
If I should ever stop and think
about lost sleep since I began,
I'd count it very much worthwhile,
just to see one born again.
So, when the Day of Judgment comes,
on that day shall I take my rest,
Knowing I've done the will of God,
I've not given Him less than my best.
Josie was an adorable girl, soft and quiet. She rarely spoke harsh words. Her words were like honey, sweet, and mellifluous. Even as a child, she won hearts with her nectar-like words and gentle nature.
mellifluous words
like sweet nectar and honey
win everyone’s hearts
As Josie grew up, she had to face a lot of disappointments, hurts, and bitterness. Her sweet nature was trampled by the ways of the world. She began to experience anger and sadness. Her words were clipped like sharp bullets, doing damage to all those around her. People began to wonder whether this was the same innocent, angel-like Josie.
words like sharp bullets
tear through hearts and leave deep scars
unretractable
Josie knew that she hurt other people and she cried within. She hated spreading her bitterness, but what could she do? She prayed to the Lord and asked forgiveness, prayed for strength to face the challenges of life and to remove her bitterness. She regretted ever having spoken harshly and went and asked those people to forgive her, which they readily did. She felt at peace and strove to spread love, peace, and joy around her. For she realised that words have immense power, and once spoken, can never be taken back. They leave unforgettable, lasting impressions.
think before you speak
words have a lasting impact
we’ll be judged by them
12.11.2021
{Matthew 12:35-37 - A good man out of the good treasure of the heart bringeth forth good things: and an evil man out of the evil treasure bringeth forth evil things.
But I say unto you, That every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgment.
For by thy words thou shalt be justified, and by thy words thou shalt be condemned.}
For Charles Messina's "Haibun - with a message" contest
B eings, it is counted among, but its intellect says it is unique and supreme.
E go is often confused with pride, but it always ends in a note, positive.
I, a word it wants to eliminate and wishes its self to be unified with God.
N one however, has thrived so hard to protect Mother Earth and its creation.
G et us a story, if known, of one which has tried better than human being,or,
H ail to this nature’s fantastic creation!
U nity is its real motto though in permanent conflict it lives.
M an ensures the proliferation of its species while woman unifies with him.
A nimal in its very nature it strives to tame, in line of the day of Judgment.
N ever to give up its conquering zeal and the universe it wishes to hold.
Date: 9/07/16
Contest: Being human
September 1 Scripture Meditations Based on Nahum 1-3
Key Verse– Nahum 1:7 The LORD is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble; and he knoweth them that trust in him.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY STRONGHOLD
Thank You for being my stronghold in the day of trouble
Midst hell-fire’s punishment, causing fright-tremble…
Your goodness has reached out to me from sin-rubble
Enabling me to be spiritually stable.
Thank You for being my stronghold in the day of adversity
Midst pride’s destruction, bringing haughtiness-calamity…
Your mercy has visited me from transgression and iniquity
Enabling me to be prayerfully mighty.
Thank You for being my stronghold in the day of judgment
Midst filthiness-prevalence, poisoning corruption-involvement…
Your love has attended to me against idolatry’s indictment
Enabling me to be truly free from wrath’s torment.
Thank You for being my stronghold in the day of testing
Midst weakness’ attack, intensifying doubt-venting…
Your faithfulness has upheld me from discouragement-fainting
Enabling me to be constantly depending on You, always trusting.
Thank You for being my stronghold in the day of crises
Midst discontentment’s complaints, seeking satisfaction-caress…
Your provision has filled me from scarcity-curses
Enabling me to be joyfully grateful with Your sufficiency that blesses.
Thank You for being my stronghold in the day of confusion
Midst anxiety’s fatigue, fortifying foolishness-permission…
Your truth has secured me against unbelief’s intrusion
Enabling me to be firmly settled in Your wisdom for my learning session.
Thank You for being my stronghold in the day of loneliness
Midst misery’s sickness, drowning health-wellness…
Your gladness has cheered me up from desolation-madness
Enabling me to be victoriously worshipful with peacefulness.
September 1, 2022
How glorious is Love ?
How magnificent it's depth ?
How bright are it's visions ?
How true are it's directions ?
What can compare to it's shear delight ?
Where walking in it's sight
gives clarity to every living thing .
How bold are it's promises ?
It's paths hold wonder
for every step taken upon it.
Vibrancy is it's assignation.
It beacons the heart ,
and whispers treasures in it's future.
It speaks of grand designs
and builds it's dreams
into realities here to fore unknown.
In it the soul with happiness is filled .
Men have penned it's words
sang it's songs
and dreamed it's dreams .
It is desired above all other things .
It's breadth is exquisite
and vast are the many who
would sell all , to possess it
only to find it cannot be purchased .
It is a gift given freely
it cannot be coerced
No building can house it
You cannot cage it
It has no chains that can bind it
no prison can hold it ,
but within are the floodgates of
of heaven that waters all of life .
It is a fire that burns
all lies to ash
that purifies all intentions
and refines , polishes , and reflects truth .
Men have sought it's face
in every crack of his existence .
Men have apprenticed at it's feet
journey-manned in it's instruction
but few have mastered it
and certainly only one has become it's Grand-Master .
But we run to reach for it's crown
we strive to bow our wills before it
to learn it , receive it
then release it and set it free .
This the Rulers of this world
would steal if they could !
1 John 4
16 And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them. 17 This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus. 18 There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
19 We love because he first loved us. 20 Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen,cannot love God, whom they have not seen. 21 And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.
COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Oh, I could tell you that all is fine that everything is just great
Just keep on sipping your wine and don't worry about your fate
I could flat pass over the subject as this would be easier for me
You too wish that this I'd select and in so doing just let you be
I could never say another word that'd contain His Holy Name
Keeping to myself what I heard and letting you live in shame
I could keep all of it inside with a smile and a wave goodbye
I could have never tried just standing back looking with a sigh
But The Lord said otherwise in putting His Name on my heart
It is satan we both despise all his ways like a poisonous dart
As He Has Instilled such a burning, turning my own hearts key
I can only hope and pray such a yearning will also set you free
But you, you can walk away not feeling the need for His Word
Oh yes, you certainly may in so feeling that Jesus is absurd
Just do one thing first and bet your bottom dollar(ass) it's true
Read the next two verses and realize that He is talking to you
Matthew 10:14-15
And whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear your words, when
ye depart out of that house or city, shake off the dust of your feet.
Verily I say unto you, It shall be more tolerable for the land of
Sodom and Gomorrha in the day of judgment, than for that city.