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May 15 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 2Chronicles 18-20
Key Verse – 2Chronicles 18:4 And Jehoshaphat said unto the king of Israel, Enquire, I pray thee, at the word of the LORD to day.
FAITH IN GOD WHO INSTRUCTS US
TO ENQUIRE FROM HIS WORD
God instructs us to enquire from His Word for our faith’s strengthening
As He counsels us with His wisdom-ascertaining
Since His truth stretches out toward our straightening
That we can be victorious under His reigning.
God instructs us to enquire from His Word for our faith’s upholding
As He reproves us against doubt of destructive pretending
Since His Word teaches us toward sincere bending
That we can be delighted by His heritage-guarding.
God instructs us to enquire from His Word for our faith’s satisfying
As He rebukes us against arrogance so self-relying
Since His blessings enrich us amidst dearth-drying
That we can be guided by His hand-carrying.
God instructs us to enquire from His Word for our faith’s perfecting
As He breaks us from pride toward humility-setting
Since His grace us grants us life everlasting
That we can be secured of heaven so uplifting.
God instructs us to enquire from His Word for our faith’s preserving
As He sanctifies us by His forgiveness, divinely loving
Since His mercy with His righteousness anchors our daily living
That we can be guarded as to Him we keep on cleaving.
God instructs us to enquire from His Word for our faith’s propelling
As He drives us toward soulwinning with compassionate pulling
Since His command pushes us along service-calling
That we can be fruitful in discipleship’s fueling.
God instructs us to enquire from His Word for our faith’s enforcing
As He comforts us against troubles that are depressing
Since His goodness prevails with His assurance-voicing
That we can be revived while we do what to Him is pleasing.
May 15, 2025
The Date ,before that fateful day
- 3rd Month, 13th Day ,1973 –
so long ago, 30 years .
Time, in its passing, has eroded life into grains of sand.
From its former, mountainous self, soon upon this land,
in a short while, those grains will become dust in the hand.
To be scattered to the four corners of this earth, then beyond,
to become cosmic particles, specks of light waves, here, there, gone.
A journey to penetrate, be absorbed, become an energy force that will
become the motion that moves life onward, into another journey, to fill,
from then to when, motivated by the past, long lost to one named Bill,
conscious of, yet seldom glimpsed in reflections of the present
or to become a positive, motivating force, into the future sent.
Yet, every day, in every way the forces do play – right or wrong,
destructive or creative good or bad, mistakes and all the song
that influences the moments, the motions, the movements that dictate
the minutes in which we pass on, the past into the future and create.
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As these words have taken a life into fight, to flow,
from whence they came I cannot say, I do not know,
for I am not, but a shell, nothing more than a nowhere man,
who does believe, that he has done the best that he can,
yet, in the scheme of things, goes nowhere, has so little to show
for a life time of living on the grounds of his nowhere land,
yet he sees, but still judges life by another’s hand,
and upon this earth has nowhere to take a stand
among this world of the lost and the alone man.
Who the heck am I ?, to think that I might go.
Who the heck am I, I wonder ?, what do I know ?,
about life being lightning and thunder, and so ???
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Tomorrow is the thirteenth – thirty years
have slipped on by and the world is full of tears
for what the river holds, is it filled with the fears
of the unknown ?, is that what kept you hanging on ?,
to this plain, a place, a space that should long be gone
from this world we knew, you no longer know, can’t get beyond,
or is it just me ?, is it just feelings ?, just thought ?,
of a long lost friend I have no longer got,
whom, I hope has taken that step, and peace sought.
B. J. “A” 2
3rd Month 12th Day 2003
August 24 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Amos 5-9
Key Verse – Amos 5:14 Seek good, and not evil, that ye may live: and so the LORD, the God of hosts, shall be with you, as ye have spoken.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY GOODNESS-GUIDE
Lord God, You are my goodness-Guide against painful lamentation
Thank You for seeking me from captivity’s affliction
Keep my heart victorious to overcome temptation
By Your gracious preservation.
Lord God, You are my goodness-Guide against destructive falling
Thank You for enclosing me around Your salvation-sealing
Keep my soul sanctified to fight sinfulness’ grueling
By Your Scriptures’ truth-instilling.
Lord God, You are my goodness-Guide against vain worldliness
Thank You for rescuing me from wallowing in hopelessness
Keep my faith strong to hurdle weariness
By Your upholding righteousness.
Lord God, You are my goodness-Guide against attacking falsity
Thank You for leading me from folly’s worthless futility
Keep my mind discerning to check deceit’s subtlety
By Your teaching authority.
Lord God, You are my goodness-Guide against threatening doubt
Thank You for ushering me from distracting unbelief-route
Keep my spirit steadfast to worship with praise-shout
By Your reigning wisdom against ignorance-bout.
Lord God, You are my goodness-Guide against lurking discouragement
Thank You for restoring me from gloominess of despair’s sentiment
Keep my devotion on fire to prevail over sad temperament
By Your wondrous revival for my divine enjoyment.
Lord God, You are my goodness-Guide against engulfing sorrow
Thank You for directing me from wastage of slothfulness-blow
Keep my commitment unwavering to share blessings’ flow
By Your great commission and discipleship-glow.
August 24, 2023
As precious stones are hidden and entwined
in minerals of ordinary worth,
they must be found, professionally mined
from common, rocky layers of the earth.
Extracted, polished, cut- they'll stand apart
as valued gems. Neglected, they will share
in earth's destructive force- erosion's art-
dissolve away with nature's wear and tear.
Oh God, you are both Mine and Miner; strip
this soul embedded in your work of clay,
and let your tools of grace and fellowship
preserve the gem of Love from life's decay.
Cut many facets that reflect and show-
the worth of gem and Miner in its glow.
November 13, 2014
July 13 Scripture Meditations Based on Song of Solomon 1-8
Key Verse – Song of Solomon 1:4 Draw me, we will run after thee …
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR DRAWING ME NEAR YOU
Thank You for drawing me near You and to Your compassion
With Your love’s direction along Your Word’s instruction
From hatred’s bitter reaction against apathy’s cold intrusion
Toward persevering devotion to prioritize Your great commission.
Thank You for drawing me near You and to Your kindness
With Your care’s cheerfulness along Your comfort’s gentleness
From rudeness’ conceited indifference against unconcern’s critical madness
Toward transforming goodness to show Your marvelous graciousness.
Thank You for drawing me near You and to Your commitment
With Your call’s appointment along Your charges’ reinforcement
From idleness’ empty achievement against slothfulness’ vain accomplishment
Toward strengthening diligence to work through Your empowerment.
Thank You for drawing me near You and to Your mercy
With Your help’s restoration along Your pardon’s clemency
From negligence’s perilous result against offenses’ grievous deficiency
Toward assisting dependence to trust Your sufficiency.
Thank You for drawing me near You and to Your light
With Your Scriptures’ guidance along Your truth’s might
From darkness’ fearful night against hell’s torturous sight
Toward illumining wisdom to shine with Your delight.
Thank You for drawing me near You and to Your presence
With Your salvation’s assurance along Your forgiveness’ license
From condemnation’s fatal incense against wickedness’ destructive sense
Toward rejuvenating revival to serve through Your divine iridescence.
July 13, 2022
Withering breezes spill
along the fairytales of my piercing lies
Terracotta earthquakes unravel
an amber-flickering prevail against me
An ebony-surging massacre
disfiguring its ivory mental masquerade
And I am left truly naked
in the breath of the light I once was
Perhaps It's wrath, is my muse
It's sacred hymns, as belladonna blues
An immovable evil twirling in my veins
poisoning my heart into an eternity of silence
Alas, its destructive nature raised its symphonies
and my vile pavements shiver without fear
Scream at me again, cast me out
Beat me fiercely and I'll kiss my bruises
The mockingbirds will grow weary
and his angels will keep humming
And if I were to climb to my death,
your regrets would anoint my memorial
And I would be forgiven in blood
Swimming its gray ocean turned to stone
unraveling into its crimson shadows
Crawling into my mother's womb;
and only God would perceive me there
And if I could go, I'd surrender
Bleeding a wine-dark tune
of an exquisite exhaustion
Because the songbird has held its breath
and I am suffocating into its demise
So when I leaped, I leaped
in a subterranean heartbeat
Without a drizzling doubt
as the night bloomed violet
As the emerald sea sparkled loudly
As my faith prohibited me
No longer am I afraid..
I am unafraid.
Confusion and depression scream
Of all the tension that does scheme
Reaching into the depths of the heart
Making the feelings there come apart
Recklessly wrecking passions
Feelings of tender compassion
All the joy God sends us
With His gentle spirit
What do I do when I don’t know where to turn?
Will I ever succeed where I’ve failed again and again?
What’s come over me… this destructive sensation…
Only God living in me can dissuade this temptation…
To allow the enemy to disillusion me
Feelings so alive that they chill me
With my spirit they send a plea
To let the enemy take over my dreams
But God, my Father, highly esteems
The child who keeps pursuing
The blessings sent from above
Blessings of hope, faith and love
Flown on the wings of a dove
Where do I go when I can’t find my way?
Will God answer me when I send up a prayer…
Pleading for the Holy Spirit to comfort my heart
And guide me through these troubles with hope
That tomorrow will bring second chances,
Renewed purpose, dreams that are alive…
And fill up my spirit with God on the inside.
I want God on the inside, the answer to my prayers…
My heavenly Father, showing that He cares.
I want Him to go with me, through the good and the bad
Revealing the best in me, sharing happiness when sad
I need Him with me – alive in my soul,
Sharing His wisdom for my worry
Filling me with a new reason
He is my real peace
What do I do when I don’t know where to turn?
Without this man called Jesus I will burn.
I can’t take the chance of listening to the enemy
He would love to leave me hopeless and afraid
But, with Jesus, I know I can always pray
And He will answer, with answers that portray
True love from God, love that I depend on
In the realm of deceit, some souls reside,
Gullible hearts, fertile grounds for evil to abide.
As they sit, concocting chaos, their minds astray,
Weaving webs of wickedness, night and day.
Their slumber's filled with visions of malevolence and spite,
Their waking hours, a pursuit of perpetual fight.
Peace, a distant memory, lost in the haze,
As they revel in the suffering of others, in endless daze.
Conflict and war, their cash cow, a source of delight,
Problem creation, their bread and butter, shining bright.
They shun the problem solvers, silencing their noble voice,
Ensuring their crafted chaos reigns, without a choice.
Even some spiritual leaders, tainted by this evil stain,
Participate in this nefarious dance, with steps of shame.
The inventors of software, viruses, and antiviral might,
A cycle of destruction, fueled by greed's insatiable light.
With humanitarian gestures, they blind the masses' sight,
While killing by proxy, in the darkness of endless night.
Nuclear weapons, a destructive force, aimed at humanity's heart,
Vaccines, a tool of oppression, targeting the African part.
Is there not a cause? A reckoning to come, a day of reckoning's might,
When posterity arises, to demand justice, shining with new light.
Why prioritize personal gain, above humanity's collective cry?
Consider the greater good, before the final goodbye.
Isolated and abandoned, a child with no hand to hold
So many are lost and forgotten, on a trail of love gone cold
They learn amiss, never knowing what’s truly right
Existing cold and alone in the darkest of nights
They live abused and beaten, unloved and mistreated
Constantly disappointed and tired with their happiness deleted
Some will try to run and hide in the street
Others are trapped and caged, with only their breath and fading heart beat
More often than not, children who grow up without rectitude
Will become adults with no moral compass and a destructive attitude
Unfortunately, times are changing as we lose these kids one by one
We need to act now before our future unravels and comes undone
This pain and suffering, was not created by God or given to us in his plan
It’s been brought about by free will and the evil hearts of man
We’ve done this to ourselves, the effort was not joint
Please be careful with your anger and where your finger may point
But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into.
Matthew 24:43 NIV
Song by Five Blind Boys of Alabama
The owner of the house
Has been blindly robbed
The thief sneaking in the night
Hiding out in the bushes
To come in when least expected
Oh how he's out to steal
All the joy and peace within
Keeping one focused on worldly things
Out to destroy all the new fixtures
One had received from another with love
Destructive he is causing confusion
Of where all the items have been rearranged
So one day the owner of the house
Meets one walking by
That tells them a way
To clean out the inside of the house
Throw out all the chaos the thief created
Start off with new freshly painted walls
Follow this guide to clean up this house
The theif hates to see pictures within
That show so much joy and peace
And a house which has been wiped clean
And mostly one which has been prepared
Of all his foolish tricks to enter
The theif can not enter when the
House is full of light to shine upon
His evil sneaky ways which
Leave him on the outside
The motion detector lights pick him up
On his every move that he must keep moving
Leaves him in fear that another might
Learn how to keep him from entering
The owner is prepared for this thief
Knowing that each day the thief
Comes by but sees the light is on
So he must resist this spirit which
Reveals the darkness with the shining light
For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ.
2 Corinthians 4:6 NIV