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August 15 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 45-48
Key Verse – Ezekiel 45:1 Moreover, when ye shall divide by lot the land for inheritance, ye shall offer an oblation unto the LORD, an holy portion of the land…
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY OBLATION APPRAISER
Lord God, You are my oblation Appraiser inside Your sanctuary
Thank You for keeping me in Your everlasting salvation’s territory
Indeed removing from my heart the spoil of sin-misery
So I can offer myself for Your honour and glory.
Lord God, You are my oblation Appraiser inside Your pasture
Thank You for giving me opportunities toward Your service-venture
Indeed making my faith increase with Your Word’s nurture
So I can yield myself to Your ministry with loving gesture.
Lord God, You are my oblation Appraiser inside Your place of worship
Thank You for cleansing me to enjoy Your fellowship
Indeed instilling in my stewardship the lessons of biblical discipleship
So I can submit myself to Your workmanship midst grand partnership.
Lord God, You are my oblation Appraiser inside Your divine ordinance
Thank You for allowing me to optimize Your granted liberty-assurance
Indeed insuring my meekness against attacking arrogance
So I can abase myself while possessing heavenly inheritance.
Lord God, You are my oblation Appraiser inside Your altar’s holiness
Thank You for bringing me to Your throne of graciousness
Indeed forgiving my sins, confessed with humbleness
So I can surrender myself to You with complete obedience and faithfulness.
Lord God, You are my oblation Appraiser inside Your fortress of compassion
Thank You for supplying me with Your abundant provision
Indeed meeting my needs against scarcity’s condescension
So I can entrust myself to You from selfishness-possession.
Lord God, You are my oblation Appraiser inside Your eternal city
Thank You for guiding me toward spirituality’s prosperity
Indeed enclosing my commitment with seal of security
So I can sacrifice myself for Your name with utmost sincerity.
August 15, 2023
She left out of the store with several new garments in hand
Walking out the front door and now she's feeling pretty grand
And so down the street she walked smiling at each passersby
Rarely would one's eyes meet but some people did actually try
And about four blocks away nearly half way to her own place
She seen something that day something so hard to even face
But there the woman still laid on a box there at seventh street
In so guessing the reason she stayed there for the warm vent
She paused for a moment but then she started to just go past
With all the stink from the vent she started walking really fast
Finally she had made it by but maybe she needed a new way
A disgust she wouldn't admit but some of the things she'd say
That night as the girl slept she began to have this vivid dream
As all those fears had now crept or so for now it would seem
Laying there alone on that vent never again to feel any love
Except a few coins that were sent tossed down from above
Feeling such hunger and thirst and the chill upon her bones
Never had she felt worst in the losing of all that she owns
As there this girl had only slept but the pain was so deep
For she had even wept laying there upon that trash heap
When she suddenly awoke right in the middle of the night
Like her conscious had spoke putting everything into sight
The next day, still there, she took yesterdays bag of clothes
That someone still does care is what that old woman now knows
Though you conceived me against your scheduled time
my tiny parts felt so secure inside your love vessel
I then invoked for your painstaking care
grateful that you chose to keep me---
---until my hospital birth exposure.
Though you left me to be cared by your grand mom
my babyhood was settled midst struggling milestones
I then invoked for your constant visits
yet you still decided to act out what seemed best---
--- that was not to see me anymore.
Though you let me grope amidst identity crisis
my genes could not hide your physical influence
I then invoked for your possible appearance
despite your subtle approval for my orphanage placement---
--- making me bereft of family-tree details.
Though you remain a mystery I can’t fathom
my personhood praises God for His love I’m experiencing
I then invoke that He would grant you peace
along forgiveness Christ assures to those who trust in Him ---
--- such is my faith while admitting this… I long to meet you.
I now invoke YOU, Sovereign Almighty for possible mother-son reunion:
please regard my supplication* with Your favour…
I invoke you, Mommy, in the name of the Lord:
remember me, your son, yearning for your hugs ---
--- ready to embrace you dearly.
*Philippians 4:6 Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
October 26, 2021
3rd place, "Pick-A-Title, Vol 26 - Invocation" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 11/2/2021.
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HEY HEY HEY WHOO OH OH A OH
di grand entrance chance, chance, dance
mek lively, lovely choreographed entries, dance dance dance
entrée dance dance, dance bridal parties.
everyone juz celebrated be joyous be hardy
dis di first dance newlyweds share,
maja, romantic moment for di center
for in di room.
Afrobeats and highlife love
songs set a festive mood
for di dance floor- amour, amour
celebration
HEY HEY HEY WHOO OH OH A OH
The Grand Entrance chance, chance, dance
Make lively, lovely choreographed entries, dance dance dance
Entrée dance dance, dance bridal parties.
Everyone juz celebrated be joyous be hardy
This the First Dance Newlyweds share,
intimate, romantic moment in the center pair
in the room.
Afrobeats and highlife love
Songs set a festive mood
On the dance floor- amour, amour
9/3/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
In a world less ordinary
would the stars still shine,
milk and honey drip from the vine?
would clouds appear and drift on by,
give break to azure from the sky?
Would sea spray ruffle linen dress,
send children reeling, soaking wet,
let lovers kiss and holding hands,
touch their hearts and see the land.
This old and ordinary place
a palace grand
a special grace.
The stars of men
they do not shine
those pale reflections
lost with time.
All the acts that men can do
need night to cover, the sooty hue
even night cannot erase
the peal of siren
copper chase.
Villains Hyde like,
Jekyll's heirs
lounge in leather
easy chairs
Stroking salve into their wounds
make up artists
paint cartoons
faces plastered, stretched,
pulled back
mask the fissures
time did track
like rows for seeds
love and care
iced over smooth
no growth is theirs
What eternal patience waits
to trap the mice
from out this place
to sweep the dust from under rug
release the waters
bring back the flood
to wash it clean
this palace floor
refit for life
and love
and more.
Shiny Lies & Silent Cries
Days under burden, souls on a roll,
Pfft... shiny silver armour the police on patrol.
But what are they saving, when the poor see no shore?
Hoho, darling, the past was grand… now it's just a bore.
Wanna be happy, wanna be sad,
But look at the state of humanity it's gone mad.
Cleansing, crying, whispering alone,
Begging for peace while success turns to stone.
You held me tight, gripped my hand
Inside my mind, it’s hard to stand.
Thoughts and emotions, a ray in motion,
Moon on your head, but where’s the ocean?
It’s dry and dead, the fish can’t swim
The sea’s just a trash bin, filled to the brim.
Soft songs can’t reach our ears,
Because loudspeakers shout our fears.
Dancing in lust, a heavy flight,
Is this chaos really humanity’s light?
No shining armour just pants and bikinis,
Funny, once beggars dressed with more dignity.
The world is vast, but hearts feel thin
This is your sun, dimmed from within.
Do you know when to stop, when to flare?
Is betrayal what you’ve chosen to wear?
They bled for our freedom, stood tall in war
Now we sit idle, letting it rot to the core.
Hearts filled with lust, chasing the gold,
Preying on the weak, growing cold.
Wanna see light? Then take flight
Don't fear the traps in darkest night.
Those trails, though harsh, are God's design,
To remind us all of the divine.
I seek one thing peace in freedom’s name,
Whatever life I choose, I won’t play that game.
No more suffocation, no more fear,
Not for love, nor dreams unclear.
We're all chasing goals, lost in the race
Money, marriage, success… a faceless chase.
But what's the stake? We’ve lost the plot,
Forgotten the soul in all we've sought.
Answers are many, but truth is rare
Life is bull unless you dare
To choose your peace over hollow desire,
To rise above, to not expire.
I want to fall in love beautifully,
Drive through life and live luxuriously.
But what does my heart truly crave?
Will I sell my soul, to be someone’s slave
Akaryu
There is no place like home
I represent the black, green and gold.
Out of many, we are one people, driven to succeed
Global excellence is our only mission to achieve.
Reggae and dancehall are the rhythm and beat in our feet
Only champions are born here
Marley, Louise Bennett and Bolt are all homegrown.
With blood, sweat and tears, we work hard for our own …this is the Jamaican way.
I come from a great nation, with people of strength and determination. I am proud to call myself Jamaican.
We move to one love and drink our Jamaican white rum …this is the land we love.
The aroma of blue mountain coffee mixed in the morning air, the taste of ackee and saltfish with a little roast breadfruit are heavenly delights only a Jamaican can understand, the national dish of our homeland.
Look at our smiles we celebrate 60 years in grand style.
No matter where we are, yard or abroad with heads held high we are proud to call ourselves Jamaicans.
We celebrate Jamaica's 60 years of independence by re-igniting our greatness within all who call themselves Jamaicans.
"I am Jamaican"
Someone there is that loves the Green Monster
That wants to sit upon the wall and holler
I thought of this in Nineteen Seventy-Five
Forty-three years later my day has arrived
Thirty-seven feet is a lofty perch
Baseball viewing: No better spot on Earth
Dollars and cents can’t account the days-worth
The grand old game is a priceless treasure
A game by which there is no clock to measure
The game proceeds for nine innings per match
A unique quality that true fans grasp
Played in parks all shiny and new; also
Hallowed grounds from which history abounds
Fans argue about which venue is best
I simply say, “Good walls make good ballparks”
August 15, 2019
above named entitled african american orthodontist
crowned specialist exemplary de jure by this dad
sans perfecting offset dentition of me daughter – shana – who had
quite noticeable gapped teeth – just the opposite when i was a lad
and pro bono courtesy of above named orthodontist –
worthy of a regal pad
(okay perhaps i exaggerate just a tad)
performed prestigious dental skill with her band
of admirable merry technicians, who possess grand
ever so agile and gentle to affix and/or adjust with each hand
after countless visits viz number of years shifted closed spaces
re: wide spaces did stand
brackets wired together where squarely rooted choppers stood askew
the completed effect = a priceless smile 2 thy punim – a beau
tee full young lady (this comment unbiased from me – math a ewe)
biological father of thine lass in question, where time flew
while transformation per dazzling smile grew
a changed facial profile – admirable how maxillary masters did hue
artfulness to align mastication via calculus
sans perfecting her bite they knew
thus this papa feels ever so thankful for prettifying mine offspring
with courtesy service per each appointment thee progeny i did bring
no matter that brackets broke loose – yes in some cases from chew wing
gum or eating hard foodstuffs - fear of a skull ding
never occurred, whereby anticipatory anxiety expended 4 naught ting
mortis rigors of extraction, x-rays affecting dental precision
would be impossible without the decision
for the supreme doctor – who owned a schooled vision
to envision
vis a vis what provision
and necessary measures toward tha per mission
whereby maybe a minor revision
made to witness brilliant megawatt smile giving admission
of heightened sunny disposition
primed to embark on successful lip smacking dating expedition
anointing shana aubrey harris – who completed the biting inquisition!
Sitting here with nothing but inspiration,
writing another song for ovation;
it may be brief or very long,
sound lively or really sad!
And what concerns me is:
will it be well-received
and claimed a masterpiece,
or know the fate of oblivion?
Play,grand piano, play...
and let these fingers create
what no composer ever invented;
and let this music survive others
that simply lay,under thick dust,
on shelves of forgotten names!
Staring out at the raging sea,
these notes remind me of misery...
recalling faces and placed I admire;
my only consolation is to send out a message,
that universal message to people in rage...
people who are denied their right of expression!
Dance, brightly dance,o peoples of Humankind...
singing aloud the melody of the sympathetic one,
who shares the sorrow of this troubled age!
Play,grand piano,play...
to sound almost divine, as deep feeling
and intense passion intensify;
and if all are listening,
let the joyful rhythm take their frantic souls away...
to whichever place they wish to be!
And there they'll be rejoicing,
calling out aloud the name of sacred liberty!
My days are closing in and I catch the last bright sunset;
play,grand piano,play...until you hear my last, weary breath!
Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci