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When nobody embraced you to stop
those tears from falling and restore
your sense of existence which relied on prayer,
not entirely on my comprehension and thought;
this guilt was my eternal damnation not
to have given an apology in a timely manner....
No scar is deeper than this one
when the weight of remorse can't be laid to rest,
long before I said all the unpleasant words,
I should have considered kindness,
and took a closer look at the pitiful one;
I ask myself how I resorted to madness!
Some men intentionally hurt their sweethearts,
feeling no compassion in their accusations,
and keep on lashing at them as if they were the guilty ones;
o most of us are the delirious fools acting on a stage without an audience,
where we don't see ourselves as we actually are, weakening the fortitudes
of those we should love and hold to our chests!
No scar is deeper than this one,
hidden in shame for the fear of revealing its pain...
somewhat indignant and reluctant to come out and face alone
the punishment for its malevolent intent;
and what can torment us is this conscience tarnished by stain,
so why be heartless and uncaring when love can heal our hurt?
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Catholic churches were attacked in Sri Lanka
Many of our brothers and sisters were massacred
By
Fanaticism and ignorance
In
The name of their God
But
When would we understand that there is only one God,
And that is the God of love,
That we all are his children,
All embraced by Him the same,
None being loved less than the other,
None being put higher or lower than the other?
Those who committed this abominable crime,
Thinking they will be rewarded with a place in paradise,
They soon will find out that their miserable souls
Will be condemned to eternal damnation
For committing:
Patricide,
Matricide and
Fratricide!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 April 2019
* CNN: Sri Lanka blasts. At least 327 dead and more than 500 injured
in multiple church and hotel explosions.
R.I.P. our beloved parents, children, brothers and sisters.
THE CERTAINTY?
Every Sunday at 10.35, whatever the season,
The elderly couple from down the road walk by on their way to Matins.
It used to be 10.45 in their prime but, as age creeps on, it takes more time to get there.
He still wears a suit with collar and tie, whatever the season.
She still wears a hat, complete with hat pin, whatever the reason. Well, her generation did,
Convinced no doubt of eternal damnation for bareheaded women.
So here they are on their way to their Church -C of E, medium high,
Where the service is just as it’s always been. No guitars or modern beat, no gimmicks from the pulpit.
Just Hymns Ancient and Modern and Psalm eighty-four; and later the Vicar shakes hands at the door as they leave.
They’ve prayed to their loving and merciful God; and I’d like to ask them,
“Is this the same loving and merciful God who let children die in that earthquake last week?
And who sends no rain to an African state so that more children die at a terrible rate in the sun?”
But, of course, I wouldn’t challenge their faith. Just think how I’d feel if they were convinced
And I’d taken away their strength that saw them through life.
But they would simply smile indulgently at one naive enough to question what enlightened folk have known two thousand years.
“It’s all in the Good Book,” they’d say and quote a verse or two that proves to them that everything in that same book is true.
And now, at 12.25, whatever the season, the elderly couple from down the road return to their Sunday lunch.
To the warm smell of the slowly cooking joint and the scolding yap of the poodle who doesn’t see the point
of Matins.
They’ll carry on in the simple certainty of their faith,
And leave me to ponder my uncertainty.
November 2018
November 23 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Philippians 3-4
Key Verse – Philippians 3:1 Finally, my brethren, rejoice in the Lord…
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY REJOICING’S REASON
Lord God, You are my rejoicing’s Reason
because You saved me from evil’s eternal damnation
Thank You that You give me freedom from transgressions’ condemnation
Letting me worship You with sincere devotion
So I can overcome attacking persecution.
Lord God, You are my rejoicing’s Reason
because You won me by Your love’s excellency
Thank You that You enable me to attain Your standards’ constancy
Letting me increase toward strong faith’s fervency
So I can stay steadfast midst trust-persistency.
Lord God, You are my rejoicing’s Reason
because You pardoned me of my confessed sinfulness
Thank You that You sanctify me with Your forgiveness
Letting me press for the mark of Your high calling’s earnestness
So I can grow, fashioned against imperfection’s ugliness toward gloriousness.
Lord God, You are my rejoicing’s Reason
because You besought me to stand fast in Your principle
Thank You that You keep me in Your peace no restlessness can topple
Letting me labour with You while I share Your Gospel
So I can bear fruits as my diligence You propel.
Lord God, You are my rejoicing’s Reason
because You imparted to me virtues’ beauty
Thank You that You instill in me contentment for my sublime security
Letting me flourish in Your values of justice, loveliness and purity
So I can remain vibrant in Your relationship of joyous serenity.
Lord God, You are my rejoicing’s Reason
because You filled me with Your abundance
Thank You that You grant me Your best by Your compassionate attendance
Letting me prioritize You with love’s guidance
So I can follow You along disobedience-avoidance.
Lord God, You are my rejoicing’s Reason
because You ordained me for ministry-fulfillment
Thank You that You direct me with Your empowerment
Letting me offer to You my all through my devoted commitment
So I can exalt You, appreciating Your divine enrichment.
November 23, 2023
My best Friend is my Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ Who knows my condition!
My soul He freed from hell’s eternal damnation
He redeemed me, assuring me His salvation
Making me a heaven-bound citizen with eternal life’s possession.
My best Friend is my satisfaction Grantor Who shows my bestowed privilege!
My spirit He assured that I’m His child He does acknowledge
He endowed me with precious inheritance based on His pledge
Making me a potential investor in His divine work’s mileage.
My best Friend is my tranquility Source Who fixes my peaceful being!
My body He made the temple of the Holy Spirit I must be obeying
He enables me to grow in His grace while unceasingly praying
Making me a blessed Christian, while in His will, I keep on staying.
My best Friend is He Who completes my wholeness!
My heart He fills with His joy, mirth and gladness
He meets my insufficiency and nothingness with timeliness
Making me a rich heir in His gracious and loving bountifulness.
My best Friend settles my perspective!
My mind He renewed when my sins He did forgive
He teaches me by His counsels that His Word delights to give
Making me a wise learner, as for Him, I decide to live.
My best Friend builds up my testimony’s history!
My desire He has geared toward proclaiming the Gospel story
He subdues my selfishness, pride, and worldliness that bring me misery
Making me a faithful steward, determined to serve Him toward His victory.
My best Friend* is my life’s sturdy anchor!
My strength He empowers by His might where I find succor
He straightens me in my pursuit for holiness while for Him I labor
Making me a sincere life-builder who leads others to His friendship’s harbor.
*James 2:23 And the scripture was fulfilled which saith, Abraham believed God, and it was imputed unto him for righteousness: and he was called the Friend of God.
May 9, 2018
I hide in my room for I am ashamed.
My memories are with me, forever reclaimed.
I keep my secrets locked away from you.
Oh how I wish, that you could be true.
If you were to see me as I see myself,
You would say to yourself,
What a man! Great help he must need!
Face his emotions and took greater heed.
And if you were to go into my room
It's so dark, awful and so full of gloom;
Should you discover my secrets and shame,
Would you stay with me, and play in my game?
Would you look straight into my eye
And accept me truly whatever am I?
Or would you run, scared and afraid
That my destiny may not yours invade.
So I'll not invite you to my private shell,
Where eternal damnation is a real living hell.
Leave me alone, let me construe
That one day I might... live normally too.
PS: Not with this darn heat !!!!
Love can do what "Power" cannot do: After "Power" has done its best and given up:"LOVE" takes up "THE BEST OF POWER",and continues "THE JOURNEY",because without "LOVE" the journey ends!!!!!!!! "POWER become defeated without "LOVE" for sure. "POWER get defeated for "NOT LOVING"! "LOVE is an ACTION WORD",and cannot be "FOOLED" or "Beguiled"or "Circumvented" by "POWER"! "LOVE" judges "POWER" to the place we call "Eternal Life"or to the place we can realize is "Eternal Damnation"! Love is an "ACTION WORD" for sure! Let us love. Do not be afraid of loving too too much. LOVE is the fulfilling of "THE LAW"!
The Enchantress with the Greenest of Eyes
This lady is quite lovely and most fascinating with the greenest of eyes,
And she’ll easily captivate and bewitch all men she meets with no surprise.
This lady has the reddest of hair, long and full, with such a lustrous sheen,
And with her soft skin and a nubile appearance she looks just like a queen.
This lady’s grace of movement and mellifluous voice are most charming,
Which makes her all the more enthralling to men and at once most disarming.
Now one can see why this Enchantress with her comely visage of pulchritude,
Can make easy work of the men she meets and mesmerizes with such certitude.
This reflects that some people in life are not what they always appear to be,
And this Enchantress wears such a mask hiding her true self—for no one to see.
Since this is the reality for men who fall for this lady while making their pitch;
It will be obvious to many of them over time that this Enchantress is a Witch!
For men who succumb to the spell of this Enchantress, it’s time to pay the Piper,
And so they will now meet the real person behind her mask who is Satan’s Viper!
With powers of sorcery and debauchery supreme this Enchantress sets her goals,
Which is to sow fear in her victims—bringing eternal damnation to their souls!
For men who might meet this Enchantress, don’t look deeply into her green eyes!
This deep look will lock your soul under her evil power and bring on your demise!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, January 20, 2015 (Rhyme)
When the tar-soaked rain cascades from ominous clouds,
And the oceans roar with Poseidon’s might,
As the screaming ground heaves beneath your careless feet,
Will your deadly heart remember the last 39 minutes of my life?
When tears stained my scarred cheeks,
And I cried out to the heavens, scrambling for your hands,
But you ripped them away, leaving me to stand alone—
Knees shaking, feeling so frail,
Begging, pleading, breaking.
I can no longer taste hope,
Nor feel the warmth of light ignite my dreams.
Darkness swallows me, piece by piece.
Still, I called out your name, but only silence reverberated back.
I could feel Death's bony fingers wrap around my neck,
His black cloak covering every bit of my flesh,
Barely able to utter a sound,
And only the dying color of my eyes piercing through.
I look in your ruthless direction with fear,
But you turn your callous back toward me,
Letting me succumb to the pits of despair.
As my heartbeat stops and death takes its toll,
My spirit curses your unforgiving soul to eternal damnation.
Black winged feathered butterfly
Oh my brother raven i
It' back to heaven from whence
you left
Call eternal damnation collect
Your severance cheque has now cleared
The signatory is circumspect at best
Ever so hard to make out without or
under nightclub black light
Either way I don't give a damn I am
taking you with me whether you like
it or not
Dead or Alive as the poster say's
That reward is mine all mine and I
sure as hell ain't sharing or splitting
it with anyone
Be they here amongst us the living or
long already dead
Philosophy will neither help nor hinder
Or change a 1 single thing
Whatever is about to happen surely
will and is going to
Alive or dead matter's not