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Our mission comes from God’s command
By His authority guiding us with His hand
We pray to the Saviour Who grants life eternal so grand
Along willing compliance to His demand.
Our mission draws our hearts to the Lord
By His love binding us to His redemption-cord
We reach out to those in need of divine gift He alone can afford
Along desire to proclaim the Gospel for their everlasting record.
Our mission requires us to show compassion
By Christ’s kindness provoking us into action
We rescue the perishing from hell’s damnation
Along caring deeds that speak of biblical conversion.
Our mission propels us to exercise faith’s firmness
By the Lord’s power enabling us to continue in His goodness
We warn against works of unrighteousness
Along goal to populate heaven midst Satan’s deceitfulness.
Our mission calls for our commitment
By the Scriptures driving our soulwinning engagement
We direct the spiritually blind to the truth for their enlightenment
Along diligence vanquishing slothfulness-allurement.
Our mission gears up our Great Commission endeavour
By the Almighty’s plan to do our part midst mercy’s fervour
We disciple others for them to grow in His gracious savour
Along teaching* conviction that glows around His sweet favour.
Our mission as God’s stewards brings rewards toward eternity
By His strength upholding our incapacity
We edify brethren to fulfill ministerial duty
Along shining testimony to accomplish responsibility.
*Matthew 28:20 Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.
November 7, 2020
I imagine this is what it might feel like to lose a loved one..
The earth continues rotation and time remains uninterrupted
The sun rises and sets, just as before, but red no longer looks red
A breeze of brisk winter air, sends no chills up your spine
And the flow of your favorite poem, suddenly, produces no rhyme
Cars preceded to come and go, as if, there were a purpose
As if this weren’t the end of the world, and something could be missed
Looking around, at others laughing and wondering, how could this be
With you gone, the world can’t remain the same. Why can’t the others see
Hiding Under My 3rd Grade Desk
David J Walker
Mrs. Pollards smile
Was enough to reassure every member
Of her third-grade class
That their world was secure
As the crass voice in the
Crackling PA speaker announced
An End of the World Drill in the
Middle of the day
Usually, a call to quietly line up
And make an orderly march to
The hallway where we would
Stay crouched in a fetal position
Until the voice returned to sound
The all-clear
But this time was different
This time it was
Duck & Cover under your desk
Was the end really that near?
Were the bombs about to fall
On Thatcher Elementary in
Pueblo, Colorado?
Did the commies hate us so much
They would rain down missiles
On our playground?
Not today!
Not when It was my turn
To pick sides for Kickball
A girl named Diane with blonde curls
Beside me talk about a sack lunch
And tetherball
And a game of Jax if the
Hopscotch courts were full
Would the bombs blast the whole
Building away
Leaving us huddled under our desks
Before recess?
Would we walk home among craters
Created by Commie planes coming
Over the artic just to find us while
Reciting the rhythm
Of the Times table
The Social Studies lesson was
About the Pilgrims and how we
Should be thankful for freedom
In science we were learning
About the moon and how soon
Someday we would get there
If they drop the bomb could we
Still watch cartoons at 4 in the afternoon
Would there be anything left of the
Playground at Mineral Palace Park
And what about the swans that
Make their home on the park lake
How long are we supposed to
Stay under these desks I whispered
To Mark
I don’t know he said
As Mrs. Pollard shushed us
As we hid and waited for
The all-clear
A Game Of Darts
Cigar smoke and darts swirl in the green dim glow
Red centered dot moving on the bar wall
Whiskey surreal fog hovers
Covers mistakes and age
Curse the target board and makers!
Old man curls the mustache for luck
Misses the mark while polishing off a draft
Gasps, head swimming, he tries again
In the cruel dungeon drinking hole
Saloon is guilty as usual for this misery
He walks home disgruntled
Kept straight by a crooked stick
Guided by anger
A whiskered figure grumbles; it’s only a game
Another lost soul and saloon loser
Five dollars is not the end of the world you know
Today I see a rainbow amid a stormy sky,
I see the glass as full although is it's not;
Joy is present even if tears are behind the eye.
It isn't the end of the world if I say bye,
Even if I'm scared I will give it my best shot;
Today I see a rainbow amid a stormy sky.
My wings may be wounded, I know I'll fly,
A sad story can be beautiful with a good plot;
Joy is present even if tears are behind the eye.
Today I have chosen to stop asking why,
Bygones are in the past, today may be all I got;
Today I see a rainbow amid a stormy sky.
It may be challenge but I'll regroup and retry,
In rough times I try to remember life lessons taught;
Joy is present even if tears are behind the eye.
I'll sow seeds of kindness if seems it doesn't apply,
And try to good when a I feel like a tiny dot;
Joy is present even if tears are behind the eye,
Today I see a rainbow amid a stormy sky.
It’s the end of the world, babe
Since the second of May this year
Nothing can save us, maybe
A miracle, but it’s unclear
As it always happens with miracles
They get lost on the next day
Which appears to be satirical
But a few can see it this way
It’s the end of the world, now
It starts from this very date
Write a letter to me somehow
To read your thoughts would be great
You must see it better than me
I’m just sitting within four walls
Drinking music and jasmine tea
Having fun till the gate unfolds
An unbearable light will flush us
And the darkness will gulp the splinters
And so many more years will pass
When the summer will change to winter.
Enabled by God to reach New Year by His loving might
We thank His ready strength to overcome our weakness’ blight
Along His Scriptures, letting us faith-driven in His sight…
Thus, let’s continue doing His will in the center of His heavenly light.
Enabled by God to reach New Year upon His foundation
We thank His Word of principles and instruction
Along His truth, counseling us by His exhortation…
Thus, let’s continue living for His glory despite worldliness’ corruption.
Enabled by God to reach New Year midst challenges
We thank His grace available in our growth-stages
Along His mercy, propelling us in all endeavor-ranges…
Thus, let’s continue trusting His hand moving for our revival charges.
Enabled by God to reach New Year in our worship
We thank His presence warming our fellowship
Along His kindness, making us gentle in our Christian relationship…
Thus, let’s continue reflecting His love in our diligent stewardship.
Enabled by God to reach New Year against pandemic’s misery
We thank His help ready to uphold our spiritual victory
Along His provisions, supplying us by His enriching glory…
Thus, let’s continue sharing His peace by proclaiming the Gospel story.
Enabled by God to reach New Year toward service-effectiveness
We thank His standard ensuring our productiveness
Along His reward, awaiting us in our earnest faithfulness…
Thus, let’s continue labouring in His vineyard at His delight’s blissfulness.
Enabled by God to reach New Year by the Holy Spirit’s enlightenment
We thank His direction away from selfishness’ engulfment
Along His control, keeping us in prayerful engagement…
Thus, let’s continue fulfilling Great Commission* through church involvement.
*Matthew 28:18-20 And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth. Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.
January 3, 2021
Last Day of America
the last day of America
was the day we last voted
the last election we ever had
for on that day
a month before
the corona virus re-emerged
as the great re-opening
of the US economy
failed to stop the relentless spread
of the virus from hell
causing panic and mass confusion
fear kept Americans home
and Donald Trump
was re-elected
because his voters
believed that God
had told them to vote
for their new found king
the newly energized President Trump
declared a national emergency
martial law
and suspension of the constitution
Promising to restore democracy
when the time was right
he promised his followers
that he would restore Christian values
renaming the United States
the Christian States of America
on that date
we met our fate
Christian fascism
was here to stay
on the last day
of American
writers digest prompt - last blank
Intermediate Range Nuclear Forces
(INF) Treaty nixed, asper (gasp) infinite
wisdom (quite unsettling) trumpeting
commander in chief de facto gave green
light, thus signals fasttrack, sans arms
race activating Armageddon churning
noble nuclear warheads damn the (not
so petty) torpedoes full steam ahead,
ramping up military industrial (intelligence
- ha) complex edifice global security
compromised detente tipping point
needle weighs heavily - scale lean
triangulation ratchets dramatic
apocalyptic fear each man knucled
(woman child) arms themselves to
the teeth bombs away doth not leave
mushroom to wiggle free of doom,
the human race on track to extinction
since the commander in chief did
rescind checks and balances on rogue
nations, now issuing free (grab bag)
for all warmongering states to stock
on fire sale of various and sundry
weapons of mass destruction ushering
exponential possibility slight sabre
rattling altercations will kickstart
World War III, but no victors will
emerge cuz every square inch of planet
Earth will be snapping, crackling
and popping with radiation fostering
disintegration, incineration, obliteration...,
among civilization with minuscule probability
no child will be left behind, (nor anybody
else for that matter), yet one need
not be a brain scientist, nor rocket
surgeon to predict the end of the world
as we know it (REM) minding any weekly
reader of TIME magazine, or other
reputable news source (such as Howard
Stern), any moment could deliver every
thing each of us cherish to go to hell in
a handbasket of deplorables) predicated
on the isolationist (nationalistic) posture
our dear leader steers this ship (unwieldy
leviathan) of state into totally tubular
unswerving pulverization!
The Parliament of Animals
met one day in a secret undisclosed location
“We are assembled here
to judge the actions
of the human race.
the human race is being charged with
crimes against nature,
destruction of the environment,
mass murder,
enslavement of animals,
mutilation of animals,
and violation of Gaia’s basic commandments
to preserve the environment
for all animals including humans.
Speaking for the prosecution
will be the Tiger and Lions,
speaking for the defense
will be the domestic cats and dogs
. We have in the room ten men and women
who are representative of the human race.
The parliament can make any recommendation
to remedy the situation
including the death penalty,
exile, or reparations.
Humans. You have been charged
with the following crimes.
crimes against nature,
destruction of the environment,
mass murder,
enslavement of animals,
mutilation of animals,
and violation of Gaia’s basic commandments
to preserve the environment
for all animals including humans.
How do you plead?
Sam Adams,
the lawyer for the humans, responded,
“Not guilty your honor
for these charges except for eating animals
which we contend is part of the natural
order of the world
and many if not most of you
are guilty of the same charge.”
“Clarification – your basic argument
is that everyone eats animals,
so humans are not guilty
“ “Yes, that is correct, your honor.” “
Okay, Mr. Tiger, you’re opening.”
“Okay. The facts are clear.
For thousands of years
until the Industrial Revolution humans
had little mass impact
on the overall environment.
Ever since then all animals
have been impacted
and my species has been hunted
to near extinction for the greed of humans
who have not eaten tiger meat.
The predator class,
including bears, coyotes, feral dogs,
lions, tigers,
This suspends the parliament of animals.
Death to all humans.”
The word went out
animals rose all over the world
and the reign of human tyranny
ended within a year.