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May 27 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 35-37
Key Verse – Psalm 35:1 Plead my cause, O LORD, with them that strive with me: fight against them that fight against me.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY VICTORIOUS FIGHTER
Lord God, You are my victorious Fighter, leading me to stand
Thank You for enabling me to comply to Your holiness-demand
Letting my soul seek after Your command…
Loving You, I enjoy Your eternal salvation so grand.
Lord God, You are my victorious Fighter, lifting me up to Your deliverance
Thank You for strengthening me with Your Scriptures’ assurance
Letting my heart humble before You against pride’s appearance…
Listening to You, I praise Your name of majestic endurance.
Lord God, You are my victorious Fighter, leaving me not to sinfulness
Thank You for clothing me with Your justification’s righteousness
Letting my faith increase to walk along paths of holiness…
Learning from You, I prosper in Your graciousness.
Lord God, You are my victorious Fighter, liberating me from iniquities
Thank You for reaching down to me, meeting me in my entreaties
Letting my repentance claim Your forgiveness for my sin-infirmities…
Longing for You, I cling to Your sanctification against impurities.
Lord God, You are my victorious Fighter, linking me to Your contentment
Thank You for blessing me along Your heavenly fulfillment
Letting my devotion become more fervent with genuine commitment…
Looking unto You, I rest in Your upholding settlement.
Lord God, You are my victorious Fighter, lighting me by Your truth that’s bright
Thank You for instructing me to do what is proper and right
Letting my testimony show bliss of prayer-flight…
Leaning on You, I exalt Your goodness of wondrous delight.
Lord God, You are my victorious Fighter, listing me to grow by Your wisdom
Thank You for bestowing to me Your peaceful freedom
Letting my steps follow You while serving in Your kingdom…
Living for You, I meditate Your Word to understand divine martyrdom.
May 27, 2023
In the land where Ganges and Yamuna embrace,
MahaKumbh Mela calls with celestial grace,
A dip in waters where the sacred currents blend,
Promises cleansing of sins and a soul's ascend.
Millions gather, faith guiding their quest,
Seeking salvation and eternal rest,
Yet, amidst the crowd and holy cheer,
I seek a quieter path to draw near.
Through Zen’s stillness and Buddha's way,
Renouncing desires that lead astray,
Lust, greed, and worldly ties unfasten,
The soul's journey to Nirvana may hasten.
Or by walking the Samaritan's road,
Bearing love’s gentle, selfless load,
Serving the needy, tending the frail,
Seeing the Divine where pain prevails.
For Nirvana is not bound by place or rite,
It is the soul’s transcendence to eternal light,
Where suffering ends and desires cease,
Enlightenment dawns with infinite peace.
Good night my playful heart, waltz merrily in fairy dreams
Reveling in memories of beloved blissful blossoming springs
Engaging her wishes in music of gentle whispering winds
Ascending to ecstasy, eliciting elatedly what romance is
Traversing the night-sky, stargazing in her doting company.
Exhilarating in her imagination of euphoric utopian abode
Sketch for me what you mean by paradisiacal place on earth
Captivating sensuous desires longing to inhabit Elysium,
Affirm to my anxious world: fantasy never dwells in sorrow
Playing for her on keys of piano, pleadings of my eternal hope
Ecstatic to awaken me, when she acquiesces to call of love.
January 11, 2020
Poem of the day on January 13, 2020
Placed 1st: Great Escape poetry contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Placed 3rd: Strand any form contest by Brian Strand
……. Holy Poets……
If you don’t like a poets views take a long walk.
Don’t beat anyone over the head, with endless
God talk.
They may be Jewish, Buddhist, Islamic,Atheist
whatever!
It’s none of your business to hog tie them with a
Christian tether.
They don’t need you...who are you the Pope?
Moralistic monks posing at poets with hope??
At least, the Hare Krishna folk can dance!
You have spiritual, Savior “ants in your pants”
Many practicing, good Christians, already are here.
Take your own moral inventory, before condemning
other poets, far better than you, be of great cheer.
Jesus was right on the money!
“Judge yourself, before you judge anyone”was pure,
clear, ESUS honey!
This is a place for poetry, not eternal salvation.
Quit playing clerics and sending poets to eternal
damnation!
Do pray, in humility, for all you “think” that are lost!
Remove your white collar, alienating dear poets is not
worth the cost!
Poetry is about honest self_expression at its best!
If you think it’s about judging, worse, destroying others,
you are on the wrong quest!
There are Christian poetry sites you can participate in... and
Being non-Christian here, is no requirement, nor is it a sin!
Look at all the countries represented here.
Give each one space, respect them and be of good cheer!
10/2/2021
Our love still etched in stone, a lasting mark,
In the tapestry of time, through light and dark.
Though years may pass, and seasons may roam,
In the heart of eternity, our love finds its home.
Like ancient carvings on a weathered wall,
In the annals of forever, our love does enthral.
Through life's journey, in the unknown zone,
Our love endures, still etched in stone.
In the echoes of laughter, in the silent night,
Our love's enduring flame, an eternal light.
Though the world may change, and we may roam,
In the book of the cosmos, our love's the cornerstone.
So let time march on, let rivers cease to flow,
Our love remains steadfast, a river's endless glow.
Through the ages, as the universe has grown,
Our love's legacy, forever etched in stone.
Dear ALLAH I thank you
for every single precious breath
And when you'll place us in paradise
We shall thank you then for death.
People round the world gasping for breath, breathless,
short of breath, some unable to catch their breath,
some breathing their last,
some on artificial costly breathalysers .
How many times do we thank God
for the countless free breaths we breathe our entire life??
Oxygen o2 more valuable and scarce than diamonds nowadays.
Respiration, the main need of all life
Those who eventually recover from covid and find their breath again
can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Yet heavenly sights in paradise will be sure
to take our breath away anyway.
Life or afterlife
Here and hereafter
Life's a gift from God
Now and thereafter
Why end it here and now
Why not extend fun and laughter?
When my DNA and RNA expires with me
May God Resurrect and revive it in me
I live and die for an extension of life in afterlife
God grant me that part eternity
To search for the meaning and purpose of life
is to search and find the Creator of all life
i know there's out there somewhere
in Allah's universe, a heavenly portal
that will lead me to eternal bliss
designed by Allah the immortal.
Imagine a perfect heavenly life with no fear , death or problems
That's a life to die for, when Allah transports us to those realms.
An abode with no sickness or illness
Only peace and total eternal happiness
No viruses but rather real flying horses like real Pegasuses
We could get to ride and fly the universe
with angelic wings without planes or buses
But you have to work to earn and deserve that heavenly paradise
Just follow God's latest holy book, so perfect and so wise.
Lord, teach us to pray …
Luke 11:1
A priest friend told me
All the lectures he typically gives
People seem most attentive
Most interested in his talks on prayer
People want to learn how to pray
Today we celebrate the most famous “giants” of prayer, St. Bruno
With a close band of friends
This holy man left the world
Went into the snowy mountains of France
There lived in silence
Devoting his life to prayer
He described this life as
“Peace that the world knows not and joy in the (Eternal) Holy Spirit”
You and I have similar desire to connect directly with Eternal God
Although we will not likely live the solitude of Bruno call out to (Father Christ) Jesus, “Teach us to pray”
(Father Christ) Jesus responds to our desire with stunning words
He told when we pray to the all-powerful Lord and Creator, we are to call Him “Father”
We are not to address (Eternal) God as a distant
Frightening being but rather
As someone close to us
Who loves us and longs to hear our voice
Written: 10062010/6242018
Poetry Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza
PART 1: BATTLE OF ADAM
And here HE is dwelling through the pages of life,
Preparing for yet another skirmish
HE has lost few battles, among the causalities
Were faith, competence and passion;
They were severely wounded and in need
For a rehabilitation period
Mend the wounds, and heal the past;
After all this wasn’t a mere opponent
But one that is stubborn and was set on a crusade to
Eradicate all that is bright and colorful
HE is petrified, nervous and worried
Worried of consequences HE can’t afford to loose
Loosing would mean defeat to HIM
This is PART 1 of the Main Poem "Eternal Battles"
I would describe this Poem as A Dark Period in my life where
I lost track of my identity and was fighting for it.
Farewell sweet love, au revoir,
Red lips, red as wine stain your cold death stone -
I feel a yearning in my soul and a choking in my voice,
There is no goodbye in my sad weeping.
Sleep in eternal peace love.
Godspeed, on your journey,
For beyond this life is another called Heaven -
Oh, parting is so hard that I will think of it tomorrow,
And tomorrow and tomorrow, forever.
Adieu, adieu my true love.
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September 28, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Goodbye, My Love
Copyright Protected, ID 16-834-147-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted into the contest, 1st Place Only
Sponsor, Laura Loo
Second Place
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For the contest, Goodbye
sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron
Judged September 28, 2016, First Place
First Place
Magical Grace
Eternal enchanting spell of grace
No misdirection or levitating secrets
Or sorcerer’s secret cards up their sleeves
Absent the slight-of- hand manipulation of reality
Tricks discarded
No place for hocus pocus
Only the action figure of mystical oblation
Who spins spells of marvels for raptured awe revealed.
Wondering eyes see holy magic moments in scarred hands
Pondering “How can the unexplainable be?”
Unchained real time far from the flesh of dawn to dusk equations -
Spells of Pi theorems unleashed leap into benedictions
Of the infinite infinity
Flashing fireflies of magical grace change face
Whirl,
Shedding shards of conjured deceptions,
To lay hands on clear crystals of dynamic joy -
Leave laughing smiles of awestruck glee -
To see in consecrated clarity the graceful face of God
A spell of grace cast in bounding mystical rainbows
Reflecting in still waters without illusion
3-16-22
Contest: Magical Spell
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori