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Create in me, Jesus, my God, a heart bent toward gratitude
Truly a jewel of commendable and favorable attitude…
Likewise, a proof of faith’s fortitude
Along my pursuits upon spiritual latitude
Toward faithful stewardship altitude.
With Your granted salvation-beatitude
I express my gratefulness devoid of platitude.
May I please You along my joy-filled rectitude
In my thankfulness’ certitude
Thankful* for the privilege of godly servitude.
*1Chronicles 16:8 Give thanks unto the LORD, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the people.
April 7, 2019
Beyond function of eavesdropping as rational motive
My conscience* fulfills its assigned mission
Indeed effective, earnestly heaven-bound directive
Guiding with truth’s admonishing compassion.
Thus, I thank God for my conscience’s active presence
Righteous eavesdropping, indeed divinely-driven
Grieving for my wrong decision of pride’s license
Prodding me to confess my sins and be serenely forgiven.
With virtuous eavesdropping, my conscience I want to reign
Led by the Holy Spirit’s enabling for faith-service empowerment
Trusting the Lord, I yield against selfishness' worthless gain
Blessed to be freed from denial and conceit’s entanglement.
*2Corinthians 1:12 For our rejoicing is this, the testimony of our conscience, that in simplicity and godly sincerity, not with fleshly wisdom, but by the grace of God, we have had our conversation in the world…
December 30, 2019
3rd place, "STRAND SELECT 5 any form,any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/7/2020.
God,s written word the bible
The Christian once believed
But today as I look at the modern church
I see it is deceived.
Many churches today have left the cross
Their faith is no longer there
For Satan has fed the flock a lie
And the pastor's don't seem to care.
Strange music and strange songs they sing
Without no Godly fear
And anything to do with sin
They just don't want to hear.
Yes this church today it has no fear
For the holy things of God
And the Altar there it is no more
It's name is Ichabod.
Where are the songs about the cross
And the blood of Jesus too
Many churches yes do not believe
But praise God there's some that do.
on the verge of being crucified
for our sins destined to die
He asked we keep His communion true
and never forget all He went through
Jesus promised to never forsake us
for us He atoned
He gifted us the Holy Spirit
so we'd never be alone
His presence a gracious entity
the Holy Spirit of godly intensity
let it to manifest in its totality
consume us with a godly propensity
Jesus promised to never forsake us
for us He atoned
He gifted us the Holy Spirit
so we'd never be alone
passionate purposeful
focused is our emotions
joy-filled, divinely driven
our dedicated devotion
the Holy Spirit of godly intensity
the Holy Spirit of godly sincerity
let it compel us, impel us
to be like Jesus the Christ
let it urge us, converge us
as we walk this Christian life
let us be like Jesus
who prayed through adversity
let the power of the Holy Spirit,
infuse us with it's intensity
let it break us to remake us
let it mold us to now enfold us
engulfed by its fires
as it burns away our sins
immersed in its desires
as it renews all over again
Jesus promised to never forsake us
for us He atoned
He gifted us the Holy Spirit
so we'd never be alone
the Holy Spirit of godly intensity
the Holy Spirit of godly sincerity
In the state known as the Land of the Kings
Is the city I belong to , the city my heart is within
Where royalty and regalty is in the air
Tales of Bravery and Heroism everywhere
The princely state , adorned with many cities
Rich Wildlife adding to the diversity
Home to the oldest mountain range : Aravali
Rajasthan is name of the state so godly
The city I live in , is called the pink city
Named after the color of hospitality
Known for its Pottery , Paintings and Jewellery
Leheriya and Bandhani sarees exhibiting feminity
Art and culture portraying vibrancy
Serving mouth watering palatable delicacies
Jaipur is known as the Island of Glory
The history of valor it gallantly carry
Sacred temples with their divinity
Forts and Palaces depicting surreal beauty
Emboiding with pride - the Rajputana ancestry
This is land soaked with the blood of victory
My Father's Blessing (A Rondel)
His wrinkled hand would touch my head
And lift his eyes to the mountains:
He’d ask the Lord that I be blessed,
Have His peace and enough graces.
Excited, off I went with speed -
Lived world’s lies; drank turbid fountains.
His wrinkled hand would touch my head,
And lift his eyes to the mountains.
Late I understood this kind deed;
His hands asked for heavenly gifts;
Unto me a Godly blessing flows.
Preserve her from harm, he would plead
And lift his eyes to the mountains.
7/28/14
This is dedicated to my Father whose birthday is on August 2. Remembering
also how he would bless me every time I am to leave home for school faraway
from family. May his soul rest in peace and may he smile at his now big girl for
he is well-pleased. :))
“The Lord bless you and keep you; The Lord make His face shine upon you,
and be gracious to you; The Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give
you peace. “ Num. 6:24-26
The gods must be crazy to create such bad logic,
To validate suffering, pain and distress, they tick,
To allow their existence, ‘cos that’s what logic’s for,
Logic defines the systems and structures which soar.
They must be mad to claim bad weather, all year,
Intervention only points to their responsibility here,
Natural phenomena stands proud with autonomy,
In independence they have expression in taxonomy.
And those car accidents! Ah, how folks claim them,
As god’s doing, for the victim’s edification, ahem;
Joni Eareckson Tada thinks her diving accident divine,
And happened for a godly reason, for her to consign!
Christians are sour to equate a healthy man with god,
Rather than a woman who’s disabled and LBQT, odd,
Because worship should elevate up only when it should,
As it offsets a prejudice, imbalance or personality mood.
Or even a coloured person as god would be far better,
Than a white male that so permeates art and literature,
‘Cos the subliminal has such a strong, pervasive effect,
That some gods today should be dismissed as a defect.
Sometimes we want to cry, we want to let it out the pain that others have caused, sometimes the cry stays in, we hold it and pray.
Losing your family, losing your loved ones, losing memories can cause us to feel down.
God told us to pray, to not lose our way, for all things in life work together for the greater good, that in the end God will take actions for all the pain others have caused.
Cry for all the lost children, lost people, lost lives we remember them all and pray.
God told us to pray, to not loose our way, for all things in life work together for the greater good, that in the end God will take actions for all the pain others have caused.
So, cry, love, laugh, pray and remember in the end God will take care of all of the bad things that caused us pain.
For God told us the true battle is not for us, it is between evil and good, and we are just in the middle building a list of the bad.
We ask God to take away all the people that cause pain, to remove all the negative and lead us to a Godly life, make the tears leave our heart and mind.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
The Apostle Paul speaks here earnestly
of the importance to be cleansed
from every defilement of sin
clearing the dirt through our spiritual lens
This cleansing comes in God's power
through his divine merciful grace
praying in and through His Holy Spirit
telling of His love in constant praise
Holiness is so important to God
as scripture tells He's triple holy
proclaiming His pure godly character
to be clothed in holiness solely
Let us live in the fear of God
making us complete in Christ's name
having a right reverential fear
pointing heavenwards our constant aim
Underline with priority these words
cleanse, defilement, holiness and fear
bring them to mind regular and often
hear God's spirit in your inner ear
('let us cleanse ourselves from every defilement of body[a] and spirit, bringing holiness to completion in the fear of God.')
2 Corinthians 7: 1 (ESV)
The beautiful reverse of the garden of Eden's curse.
A Godly reminder in every soulful verse.
Another dieing season, so that we may live.
And be restored unto ourselves when we learn to forgive.
The bitter cold that we must bare when winter has it's way.
Slowly comes upon this world in every Autumn day.
And deep within it's vibrant death.
Mother Earth in all it's splender, takes away our breath.
From within these solemn walls.
We close the door as the temperature falls.
As we begin our journey inside these halls.
Awaiting our rebirth when Spring time calls.
White is black and black is white, the two seasons are singing.
Mirrored in eachothers negative, we hear the truth keep ringing.
To give us hope and help us cope so we never stop trying.
This sweet and bitter gift from God in his season of dieing.