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August 10 Scripture Meditations Based on Ezekiel 18-24
Key Verse – Ezekiel 20:11 And I gave them my statutes, and shewed them my judgments, which if a man do, he shall even live in them.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME YOUR STATUTES
Thank You for giving me Your statutes midst authoritative declarations
To show me Your instructions
Along Your righteous directions
For the strengthening of my biblical convictions.
Thank You for giving me Your statutes midst heavenly wisdom
To usher me to You kingdom
Along Your sovereign Christendom
For the effectiveness of my spiritual freedom.
Thank You for giving me Your statutes midst divine guidance
To lead me to Your assurance
Along Your constant attendance
For the certainty of my genuine repentance.
Thank You for giving me Your statutes midst timeless truthfulness
To hedge me around Your graciousness
Along Your sanctifying holiness
For the fruitfulness of my blest faithfulness.
Thank You for giving me Your statutes midst eternal agreement
To train me according to Your achievement
Along Your consistent accompaniment
For the beauty of my sacrificial attainment.
Thank You for giving me Your statutes midst continuous blessings
To lead me through Your enhancings
Along Your loving pressings
For the enthusiasm of my worshipful praisings.
Thank You for giving me Your statutes midst triumphant bliss
To make me rejoice by Your goodness with Brod and Sis
Along Your sweet fellowship despite worldliness’ hiss
For the vibrancy of my relationship with You I cannot miss.
August 10, 2022
PONDERING LABORING DAYS AHEAD
In the laboring days ahead,
Dawning with continuous trials,
And subsequent tribulations,
Let’s not be like sheep
In a slaughtering pen;
Rather, let’s be as lambs
In the garden of God:-
Armed with faith and hope,
And God’s divine guidance,
Let us, as the Psalms remind us,
Journey onwards to overcoming:
“Defending truth, humility, and justice”:-
For indeed, our God is a God of justice;
Justice indeed, being, “His royal scepter.”
Thus, as Summer is waning,
And leave falling Fall preludes
The vicious coming of Winter,
Let us realize resurrecting Spring
Will likewise return with healing grace:-
Thus, let us continue in our resurrecting
Labors of love, sowing reaping justice:-
The night air pulses with the tunes of my anguish
Remember, whispers it to my sulking face,
Remember of the romance meant to be lived
In eternity!
Remember of the cause of your fall
Remember of the divine guidance!
The night air pulses and the chilly winds prick me,
Bidding me to open the pores of my senses,
So receptive to the wills of my own fate!
Keeping my faced turned up to the hovering moon
I clasp my arms tight around myself
Letting the tears flow as painfully as they wish
Letting the hurt engulf my whole essence
Letting the agony of my fate coil and uncoil itself
Around me, as much as it wishes to
Taking no account of anything else!
Pray, submission fills up my love ponds
Weary and tired of life,
I have simply turned to love,
Submissively,
Wishing to bloom in between its arms
Or to die at its hands
Whichever shall it will
As long as the night air shall keep pulsating
With the tunes of my anguish!
After all, my story originates from the time
When Creation did not exist yet
It shall have to keep on being alive,
As such is what the bearers of Existence
Have willed for me!
In the heart of my eyes, a universe lies
Where endless waves of emotions arise
Glistening white clouds unveil the sublime
An abyss of light that transcends space and time
From this ethereal mist, a serenity unfolds
Bygone sorrows wither, their stories untold
A reality stands still, devoid of pain
Love listens and strengthens, my soul to sustain
Whispering winds carry echoes of silence
As my heart soars, embracing divine guidance
Amidst the tide of eternity's embrace
I find solace and joy in this sacred space
A realm where caring knows no bounds
Past troubles resolved, healing resounds
Clocks freeze in this passion's embrace
As I surrender to love with no trace
This moment, this breath, all that exists
In the surrender, clarity persists
In the depths of my soul, belief takes flight
I believe, I believe, in this celestial light.
They married in their own garden under the canopy of a Wild Date Tree
An indigenous plant standing tall for sweetness and benevolent spirits
This one untamed and miraculously withstanding droughts in the City of Gold
It gave meaning to their union which had begun with similar unbroken desire
A small bonfire at midday crackled with pure passion and unified souls
It was warm in their hearts and droplets of faith embraced the heat
Shadows of yesteryear’s clouds had retreated from sorrow and sadness
Not long ago the two lovers had eloped into sunshine and started again
A small party of family and friends sat on the grass casually dressed
The bride in an attire from Camden market wore a rose petal crown
That matched the floral display on his colourful shirt which was in date
With Hippie dreams and nostalgic reverberation of rebellion and Peace
Her Anglican priest had refused to wed them ‘I need to ask my bishop
Who would have to absolve you from the sin of divorce and new love’
They found a Lutheran pastor who arrived dressed in African garb
Aptly with crash helmet and Harley Davidson with a roar to his engine
The lovers had decided against fireworks because they would resemble
Gunshots rather endemic in Johannesburg for all the wrong reasons
Sparklers would do nicely and sky lanterns floated into heaven above
Reached high rising feelings released bright unequivocal compassion
‘We honour our ancestors with all their beauty and divine guidance’
They proposed followed by clapping of hands and a rain dance’s vows
The sun sent its rays to bless everyone in the congregation of well-wishers
When it started to rain at the same time they danced naked in the spray
When such water and solar power combines at such a meaningful time and
Forms a rainbow presiding over the ceremony it’s called monkey’s wedding
And its display brings grace and good luck to withstand vagaries and misfortune
With a ring he gave her a wild date as the fruit never failed to deliver its promise
01st July 2019
"Do with this what You will, Lord" is my plea
Yielding to Him all of me by His grace
Believing that such brings spiritual glee
As I run life’s race along service-pace.
"Do with this what You will, Lord" drives my day
Propelled to fulfill ministerial aim
Empowered in doing best through faith’s way
Toward exaltation of Saviour’s name.
"Do with this what You will, Lord," props my heart
Against selfishness-fall from pride’s great blow
Letting me practice loving kindness part
Prayerfully true in sharing hope’s glow.
"Do with this what You will, Lord" keeps my mind
Focused to eternal endeavours’ crest
Cognizant of what virtues have enshrined
Marked by genuine care to be shown midst zest.
"Do with this what You will, Lord," says my soul
While thanking Him gladly for life bestowed
By divine guidance to pursue blest goal
Toward triumphant heavenly abode.
CALMING WAVING WRINKLED THOUGHTS
In the fog of the sea of mind,
Skiffing thoughts flow to and fro
On wrinkling waves frothing
To who knows where, as they
Ripple to be or not to be, echoes
Of negativity, neutral, or whatever:-
In the mental sky’s hovering of all of this,
A flash of enlightening awareness reveals
The necessity of the need to test the rudder
Of these wandering, skiffing though, towards
The reality shores of waiting sands of positivity:-
Praise be to the Giver of divine wisdom,
In the midst of such shipwreck-like thoughts,
Where it becomes necessary to realize that
We are not only navigators of the sea of mind,
But also controllers of its mental flow skiffed
Wandering thoughts in need of divine guidance:-
As seen in nature, the flowing waters of life’s seas
Are not always waving calmness and collectiveness:-
Rather, they are sometimes watered-skinned with turmoil,
And are in need of divine climatic attention to settle down:-
Thus, whenever turbulent thoughts enter the sea of our minds,
Remember, in its nature, we must also control our mind’s climate:-
We sat in my Geo
With my heart a flutter
You a man, me a woman
Just like bread and butter
...red flag
We talked and talked
Confessions were made
Warnings whispered
I let them fade
...pink flag
We ate fast food
With conversation slow
Divine guidance led
Belief, I couldn't let go
...flag football
Wedding bells rang
The road invited dreams
The illusion accepted
Truth is not what it seems
...football games
Clutter accumulated
Cleaning collected
Memories made
A woman rejected
...games gutted
I left with my treasures
Children of my heart
A woman's shelter
Held our brand new start
...guts and glory
Beginnings are burdens
Endings never complete
Growth, the final proof
Fruit of labor, our receipt
...glory goes to GOD
Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-03-2026
OF SOUL OVER MIND: A SHARED PERSPECTIVE
Sitting here in the womb of mind,
deep in contemplation, it’s soon realized
that although the mind knows and reveals all,
the power of decision is always left to the possessor:-
The agony of such is that it often seems as if
the possessor’s mind itself is streaming court
that is collectively, a trial scene of opposing
barristers, jury, and chief justice, all in one:
Such is the nature of frustration.
Thus, the mind’s possessor realizes
that the mind is only the revelator,
rather than the decision maker;
and being so, it’s revealed
that the mind’s possessor
must seek wisdom from
its spiritual sources:
Thus, the nature of divine guidance:-
In realizing such, it’s then profoundly realized
that in trustworthy true pleading, we should
ask the Giver to strengthen us with such divine
wisdom and guidance that strengthens us against
the temptations of the nemesis as we spiritual wave
toward the shores of decisions with frothing assurance:
Thus is the nature of our blessed assurance:-
Once decisions are made with divine wisdom and guidance,
the mind merely has to accept and provide the mental GPS
navigation of the spiritual routing of the arrived decisions; therefore,
it must finally be realized that we control the mind, as opposed
to the mind controlling us; for, we are the mind’s possessors:
Thus, be the true nature of mind and its solace, spiritual soul:-
Mind now, this is all in reference to mine,
and not necessarily yours; yet, it is deemed
that we each control our individual minds, rather
than our individual minds imprisoning and controlling us;
for the mental mind is of the physical being, but the spiritual soul
is, and always will be, in and of the spiritual guidance of the Lord:
Thus be the divine, decisive spiritual power of my sharing soul:-
N.B./P.S.: In the onderful oneness
of one the onement
of us, peace and love:
Thus be God’s nature:-
N-ever let the patient worry,
E-arly Tuesday second of May;
W-ith God's divine guidance, doctors do the right way.
E-ven the nurses and neurologists
R-emain responsible workers;
A-llowing not the patient to worry about health dangers.
G-etting up from slumber
E-arly in the morning light
N-ever causes tardiness,
E-very after the cold night.
R-adiologist, dentist, and clerk
A-re one with the leader;
L-et the volunteers call on the Almighty Father.
H-elping and healing the sick,
O-perating on the injury;
S-ervice to the people,
P-hysicians are always ready.
I-t's the general hospital's
T-wenty-fourth founding anniversary;
A-iming to celebrate the day,
L-et not the patient worry.