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July 29 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 6-11
Key Verse – Isaiah 6:1 … I saw also the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO IS SITTING UPON HIS THRONE
Praise be to God Who is sitting upon His throne:
High and lifted up in our worship
Holy and leading us for our welfare
Heavenly and loading to us His wealth
Helpful and listening to us with His watching
Hoisting us while letting us learn from His Word
Isaiah 7:13 Praise be to the Lord for warning us
against wearying Him by our:
Exposed selfishness
Exceeding sinfulness
Expressed slothfulness
Extensive stubbornness
Extravagant self-glorying
Isaiah 8:13 Praise be to the Saviour for
instructing us with His strong hand to help us from:
Death’s dread
Dreadful distress
Detriment of dearth
Despair and desolation
Destruction along downfall
Isaiah 9:7 Praise be to the Almighty
for His zeal that protects our:
Salvation-security against soul’s struggles
Satisfaction-sufficiency against scarcity’s shock
Sacrifice-sweetness against selfishness’ spoilage
Sanctification-strength against sinfulness’ severity
Service-steadfastness against slothfulness’ strivings
Isaiah 10:12 Praise be to the Creator
for performing His work in:
Framing our spirituality by His Word
Fixing our standards along His ways
Fulfilling our servanthood with His wisdom
Fueling our soulwinning through His wonders
Fostering our stewardship toward willingness to work
Isaiah 11:9 Praise be to the Holy Spirit for
His knowledge that is:
Powerful for our changes
Purposive for our charging
Perfect toward our conversion
Precious toward our commitment
Priceless with our consecration. Amen!
July 29, 2024
The Pensive Poet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
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“When at night sleep becomes evasive,
pensive poets become creative”
Quote poet’s own.
* *Ever since I saw the good Lord’s Light
I trust everything will be alright
For it is His love for one and all
That saves us from a ghastly downfall.
Praise God for His everlasting care
For listening to everyone’s prayer
And for blessing the path that we tread
That leads us to peace and happiness.
Give thanks for our share of daily bread
That sees our souls are graciously fed
So we can shine our radiance too
Every day for our whole lives through.
Our hearts are our torch, the shine of life
To help us show others the gleaming Light
So they experience the wondrous glow
And radiate Light where’er they go.
* * *
Feeling pensive on this long lonely night
Finding it difficult to sleep, so I write.
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Great King Solomon, wisest of the rulers of Israel,
The favored son of King David, who was beloved of our God,
Did fall from grace in his old age though God suffered him for years.
He warned him and He warned him that his actions would bring tears.
Solomon's wealth and power were known both far and wide,
And kings from other countries brought their daughters for his brides.,
But God said, 'Solomon be wise, send them away from you,
For they are vile before My eyes and all their daughters too.
If you accept them in My son their sins will be on you.'
But Solomon paid The Lord no mind, he welcomed those kings in,
Made pacts, alliances and deals ignoring grievous sins,
Committed by those kings and queens, acts that God abhorred,
And took unto him concubines and wives before The Lord.
Women that God told him were unclean before His eyes,
And that they'd bring their gods with them so strong would be their ties.
That Israel would follow them and he would fall from grace,
And that's just how it happened that Solomon lost face.
Seven hundred took he them and even their gods too.
He let them build their temples and went in with them too.
His heart was turned away from God by the company he kept.
He followed other gods with them and God, Himself, wept.
That's what's happening here today, they're coming here in droves.
Fleeing from oppression that their way of life enclosed.
They say our God offends them and we shouldn't honor Him.
Well their god offends me too so the same is just for them.
They wish to take away from us the very thing they seek.
Denying us our freedoms, our own laws have made us weak.
We are the pagans in their eyes and of little consequence.
They'll change our laws and change our God. I say it don't make sense.
We'll fall from grace like Solomon,
Lose all that we hold dear.
Our freedom gone we'll lose our land,
Then hide and quake in fear.
1Kings 10:11
What in the world are we doing?
Who are we trying to beat?
It seems like we live our lives running,
as if we are losing our seats.
We never stop building up towers.
We never stop spinning around.
We never stop piling up into piles
everything that we’ve torn down.
Is it that we are pursuing
happiness, like the old phrase?
Or are we chasing the concept of such
blindly straight into the grave?
Somebody please in all honesty
look me right square in the eyes
and tell me the lifestyle we base it all on
won’t ultimately lead to demise.
It’s happened throughout all of history,
each nation eventually falls.
So, history repeats and we all lose our seats...
chasing happiness into the wall.
February 8 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Leviticus 25-27
Key Verse – Leviticus 25:38 I am the LORD your God, which brought you forth out of the land of Egypt, to give you the land of Canaan, and to be your God.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY PROMISED LAND GIVER
Lord God, You are my promised land Giver
Around Your assured field so divine
Thank You for pruning me by Your virtuous design
Perfecting me inside Your increasing fruitful divine
Possessing me to belong to Your family line.
Lord God, You are my promised land Giver
Around Your prosperous years that are blissful
Thank You for purifying me by Your righteousness from being sinful
Proclaiming to me Your pardon of liberty, victoriously peaceful
Performing in me Your statutes’ ways, preciously purposeful.
Lord God, You are my promised land Giver
Around Your commandments with certainty
Thank You for pointing to me Your laws of jubilant safety
Prodding me to remain in Your sovereign authority
Propelling me stay in Your inheritance security.
Lord God, You are my promised land Giver
Around Your sanctuary for worship
Thank You for presenting to me Your covenant of eternal partnership
Pursuing after me with Your compassionate leadership
Protecting me from pride-caused hardship.
Lord God, You are my promised land Giver
Around Your provision of satisfaction
Thank You for planting me against chastisements’ desolation
Preventing me from iniquity and trespass-damnation
Pulling me from downfall of despicable abomination.
Lord God, You are my promised land Giver
Around Your altar for holy offering
Thank You for pushing my vow I value in Your nurturing
Picking me up with Your sanctification’s outpouring
Promising me Your wisdom, constantly assuring.
Lord God, You are my promised land Giver
Around Your redemption’s joy fulfillment
Thank You for plunging me into sincere devotion’s commitment
Pressing me to possess prayer-claims by faith’s action-settlement
Preaching to me Your infallible life-changing truth-document.
February 8, 2023
July 19 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Proverbs 19-21
Key Verse – Proverbs 19:23 The fear of the LORD tendeth to life: and he that hath it shall abide satisfied; he shall not be visited with evil.
HEART THAT ABIDES IN THE SATISFACTION OF THE LORD
Our heart abides in the satisfaction of the Lord against tiredness
Since He restores our strength to its fullness
So that we can face another challenging business
Indeed, ready because of His compassion’s steadfastness.
Our heart abides in the satisfaction of the Lord against hardship
Since He cheers our soul in His fellowship
So that we can persevere by His entrusted stewardship
Indeed, persistent because of His ministry-partnership.
Our heart abides in the satisfaction of the Lord against losses
Since He upholds our spirituality upon truth-braces
So that we can rejoice, smiting distresses
Indeed, glad because of His wisdom that blesses.
Our heart abides in the satisfaction of the Lord against downfall
Since He anchors our faith as our trust stands righteously tall
So that we can walk toward holiness’ hall
Indeed, inspired because of His call.
Our heart abides in the satisfaction of the Lord against trials’ pain
Since He regards our welfare midst temptation-reign
So that we can continue despite attacks of sinful villain
Indeed, prayerful because of His power we can gain.
Our heart abides in the satisfaction of the Lord against anger
Since He corrects our attitudes that shouldn’t linger
So that we can enjoy divine bounty, conquering carnal hunger
Indeed, contented because of His love, defying hatred’s finger.
Our heart abides in the satisfaction of the Lord against heartaches
Since He lifts up our eyes to see our mistakes
So that we can learn from experience-shakes
Indeed, assured because of His Word that stands midst calamity-rakes.
July 19, 2026
So he began spinning her the most beautiful golden yarns
trying to dazzle and impress
none of anything he laid bare appealed to her
It was then he turned and said
he would create the wrath of Hell upon her cursing
each foul word striking
The emperor dashed at her
he felt beneath her
commanding his guards to put chains around her neck
they then threw her in the deep waters of the Tiber
The order was carried out to his very word
cast into the murky waters
God sent two angels to unfasten the anchor
took her straight to Heaven this gripped me with awe
how pure something beautiful is with love
She cries in our sorrow the joy of a rose
The emperor dragged her through the streets of Rome
shot at with a shower of arrows
I was dying she said her beautiful words
I fell into the sweetest sleep
she was cured when she awoke
the arrows turned and struck those that rained them down upon her
The emperor began calling her a magician
thinking to himself the actions of fire
would destroy this enchantment
that for me was a story of all stories
Heavenly spouse with He who placed the crown
of virginity upon your head
holding in His hand the palm of martyrdom
standing side by side with the elite in Heaven
She smiled this day when she appeared telling her story
entering into the glory was Friday
the third hour after midday
The very same hour
Our Divine Master expired
She is now a princess of Heaven forever shining loves light
filled with her beautiful colors
halo all dreams and hopes in loves prayer
Always love is a Heavenly mist of light
stripped to the bone forever shines golden bright
after writing this I went for a walk and for some reason the sun began brushing
warmly my face I could feel the deep gift of love stored deep inside
what a treasure to behold flowing through the veins warm glorious love
Pride was my downfall never saw the face hidden behind this mask
kissing humble I knelt at the lords feet
weeping begging his grace
I lost everything yet one smiles inside peace
darkness is just clouds within love always so pure when the light is complete
When business dons the mask of politics,
it ceases to build — it begins to conquer.
Elon, you were an architect of the invisible —
a builder of empires no eye could fully grasp.
But now, you have entered the Roman forum,
where applause is short-lived,
and daggers are hidden in roses.
You played the game of gods,
but politics is not for Titans —
it is for tricksters, for shadows,
for those who understand
that visibility is the first stage of crucifixion.
What the world sees, it fears.
What it fears, it destroys.
Your umbilical cord is buried in African soil,
yet you build your castles in foreign deserts.
The wealth you command could restore rivers
to parched lands, put books in empty hands,
heal broken nations — but instead,
you joust with egos in the colosseum of fools.
You once praised kings;
now you provoke them.
But do not mistake your followers
for an army —
they are spectators in the theater of downfall.
You will not outplay the House
by flipping its cards.
The House is the game.
Retreat.
Not in cowardice —
but in strategy.
Let the quiet do your work.
History rewards those
who leave whispers in its pages,
not shouts in its squares.
And to the people:
do not crown merchants as prophets.
Do not turn billionaires into messiahs.
Power loves a puppet
but fears the poor who awaken.
Remember:
Invisibility is invincibility.
And what hides
often rules what reigns.
I serve as an example
Of the downfall of man
To all the cheats
The liars and thieves
This is your sanctuary
My lack of compassion
Is proof of the creature
That I have become
This case of apathy
Will prove to be
The facade that I bring
There is no love lost
And an explanation will only show
How much my heart will cost
So break these chains
That serve as the pain
I have caused you your whole life
There is no hope
And no time to cope
This ecstasy is short lived
In a time that my mistakes are hid
It’s a weight we carry
And you can see right through me
And the lies that I tend to be
Just listen closely
This is sanctuary
Comfort wrapped in a blanket of security
Never fearing the chance of brutality
Only a freedom granted to those with fair skin
Greeted by the warmth of idiocy
Building a racist system of legacy
With followers who exhibit stupidity
But useful in killing democracy
To continue their self fulfilling prophecy
Of forced superiority
A politicians smile brings a darkness
Poisonous to those a different colour
Those who possessed something they wanted
Our blackness they were desperate to harness
Unsatisfied with the taking of our culture
They turn to the method of torture
Their envy the motive of our generational suffering
Hate breeds hate
Pain breeds pain
Our blood pumped from a heart full of trauma
Our skin sewn by the needles of struggle
Which is what they wanted
A life born through the memory of inferiority
A rot festering in the trees of our ancestry
Branches bending to the will of ancestral trauma
Bodies after bodies after bodies
Burned in the name of erasure
Blood clings to remember
The blood stays as rebellion
The world hides us in silence
The blood screams violence
Demands accountability
Pools of red refuse to be ignored
Stains a ground a witness to it all
Entrusting the soil to keep the bodies warm
An exhibition to the pain black people have endured
A call for a new world
For the oppressors downfall