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I ask, "Do we not want to be informed?
May God forbid that we be conformed.
May God grace us to be transformed.
Even though some say, there is no better me or you,
Should we be in search of 'a better me, a better you'?
Others say, "Deep within, there's a better me".
Yet others say, "Whether surface or deep within,
There's not to be found in mortals, a better me".
Is change possible, or should we even bother?
Should there not be change wherever possible?
Are our flaws, stains, and ways even stoppable?
Is not The Blood of Christ still powerful enough
to wash away stains? And is not The Holy Spirit
still our Primary Helper for change?
Indeed, some things in our lives will remain,
but some things need never remain the same.
And perhaps all will agree that, conditionally,
There is a better you, a better me.
061923PS
What is The Holy Spirit?
and how does anyone proceed to get it?
The Holy Spirit is the essence of life
that which guided the Lord Jesus Christ
The Holy Spirit consists of divine love
pure and chaste from God above
The Holy Spirit encompasses eternal life
everlasting peace and rest from worldly strife
The Holy Spirit is the opposite of sin
what the Lord God wants to see in men
The Holy Spirit is a guiding force
let it lead you, follow It's course
not many people understand what The Holy Spirit is all about
you must be baptized with It and then you will find out
that The Holy Spirit is not an inanimate thing
It's a life force, the soul of Christ and everything
know that God is the Father and Jesus is the Son
The Holy Ghost, The Holy Spirit
The Holy Trinity all three in one
Ah what are you in this high frequency life?
Bewitched I am by your sheer silence;
Consumed fully by your soothing vibes;
Deepening, animating my very existence.
Enter you please with or without my behest;
For my full reality is dependent on you;
Glorious, gentle summon let me stay with you;
Harden me not, useless talking be ceased.
In my throne you sit that I may find a sweet home;
Just utter sublime to listen to your inner stirrings;
Keep me mindful of you that I may find myself in tune;
Like a river, you flow where you would like to go;
Mostly to where my inner voice and spirit slumber.
Nestle me in your presence to reveal life’s essence;
Overwhelming it may be; yet it is vital to me;
Preserve me from harm and what is irrelevant;
Quietly search the depths of my soul entwined;
Relieve me of pointless demanding human toils;
Spirit, oh, Holy Spirit, you are peace and light!
Truth eternal share unto me like a faithful friend;
Undo this false character to unfold my real gem;
Virtuous are you for not tolerating my whims;
Wisdom you offer amid confusion is enlightenment.
Xanthate to my tasteless life, that’s what you are!
Yeast to raise my soul dry, so I may be revivified!
Zephyr, that bends my all-knowing will, come to me again.
8.23.14
The Inaction of Actions
Grandma,
always told me to be kind.
She told me never to forget.
she told me to always do my best.
Grandpa,
said much the same thing.
Yet he would also question...
Was I kind?
If I was not.
I should always remember;
to be kind.
Grandpa passed away.
I did not get the chance
to be there.
I cried.
Grandma was sick.
Before she went to heaven...
I was at her side.
She asked,...
again...
"Are you kind?"
(a whisper...)
and she smiled,
as she knew the reply.
"Yes." I answered.
"I have tried all my life.
I believe... I am"
(Born-again... I am)
I have been kind to others.
But that is not the same.
I have learned.
It was not the lesson.
I am kind.
Part of the humankind.
Part of the race
that has "kind"
right in it's creation.
God bless the human-kind.
His hand ever in our making.
Kindness,
a state of being,
but also
an action.
Pick up the paper and bring it inside.
Put it on the table or near the chair.
Put the dishes away if they are in the rack.
If they are not, do them from scratch.
(add to list as you like...
There are never enough pages...
to write them all down.)
Kindness has so many meanings,
it has no endings at all.
It grows when shared,
and can only blossom
surrounded in the presence
of honest love
and a giving heart.
I’ve Not Heard The Mockingbird
I’ve not heard the Mockingbird lately sing
Nor the Whip-Poor-Will’s notes at dusk loudly ring
Their melodies are quiet to my listening ear
Silent are the warnings that I had learned to fear
Are the warnings no longer that valid
Have we as people strayed away pallid
Are we too fargone to come back to the way
Nothing is impossible with God_ nay
There’s a faint cooing listen to the Dove
He is tenderly calling come My love
Come back to our intimacy; my touch
Commune with me; from My cup always sup
Warnings are being sung each day repent
Change, change don’t to hell be bent
Apocalypse=a prophetic revelation, especially concerning a
cataclysm in which the forces of good permanently triumph over the
forces of evil..
Any universal or widespread destruction or disaster
Written: September 04, 2013
Author:
Muse: Holy Spirit
Contest: Apocalypse
The devil is a cunning and deceitful being
He plays on your weakness like a guitar string
He hides around the corner, sees when you come unglue
Then at you he comes smiling, saying, this one’s through
Now listen! Sometimes he gets you and have his way
But sometimes you fight, determined, I won’t sway
Last night he rose up like a lion and stood in my face
I stepped up, shoulders squared, a child of God’s grace
Stand back old Satan, from me get thee hence
I won’t retreat, I won’t surrender, stay on your side of the fence
I call on the Holy Spirit for divine intervention
Arms were stretched wide for a fallen child prevention
Don’t mess with me, old Satan, I have lots of clout
Stick with me, I’ll tell you what it’s all about
You see, Christ died for me and saved me from hell
I am now His redeemed child, my soul I cannot sell
for us, Jesus made the ultimate sacrifice
to redeem us for our sins, He gave his life
just anything won't do.
you can't come to God half stepping
just anything won't do
remember it's Him you are repping
God sees what's in our hearts
and He comprehends
our words and our actions
are reflections of Him
just anything won't do
you can't come to God half stepping
just anything won't do
remember it's Him you are repping
God has set things in order
according to His purpose and will
He just wants His children to be
Holy Spirit filled
when it comes to God
we need to recognize
His infinite love, mercy and grace
are the ultimate prize
just anything won't do
we can't do it our own way
never forget who gave us life
and our Savior Yahweh
just anything won't do
you can't come to God half stepping
just anything won't do
remember it's Him you are repping
as children of the Most High
we should know better
God doesn't demand He commands
just abide by His Holy Letters
just anything won't do
you can't come to God half stepping
just anything won't do
remember it's Him you are repping
just anything won't do
when it comes to the Lord Almighty
for when you come to Him
remember to tread lightly
just anything won't do
you can't come to God half stepping
just anything won't do
remember it's Him you are rapping
just anything won't do
don't step to God with strange fire
come true, above reproach
and Scripture inspired
just anything won't do.
you can't come to God half stepping
just anything won't do
remember it's Him you are repping
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
I am unsure about some things that I see churches do.
It arouses questions in me, so I come to you.
Why do they say come down and we will pray.
Is it because they feel don’t know what to say?
The Holy Spirit does the groanings we can’t understand.
You want words from my heart and not some other man.
Then there’s pay for blessings something they ask us to do.
Some are so poor that they cannot afford too.
Not once did Jesus ask people for a single dime.
To help sick and dying, or paying for His time.
When my young children, told me what the other said.
My reply was let them come themselves and ask me instead.
I wanted to teach my children not to be afraid of me.
If someone is praying for another Lord, Is that what you see?
When we always pray for others, a habit can develop that’s wrong.
They will rely on the efforts of other, and their faith will never grow strong.
To me it’s like learning anything, It’s up to each individual to do.
Through our practice, effort, repetition, we will come to know you.
Oh Lord and mighty Savior
I sing in your name praise be
In honor to you King of Israel
who takes away the sins of this world
Star of all stars Bethlehem
shining salvation loves light
purity in the scriptures fulfilled
proclaiming him blessed Holy One
A messenger singing Heavenly
an angel in praise to king of kings
In peace and good deeds God's only son
Blessed born his Immaculate heart
Conceived of the Holy Spirit Lord
Almighty Holiness in your council
one of understanding happy birthday
Our shepherd born salvation leads his flock
Faraway in the distance
three wise kings following sign
A diamond star they followed
light of truth born shone in a manger
As they entered bowing bearing gifts
Gold worshiping the Almighty king
Myrrh most precious bitter herb of the east
Frankincense to perfume our Holy One
The shepherds came as an angel sang out
Heavenly song in gentle melody
singing born today is our savior child
praise eternities revelations tune
O most Gracious Lord Jesus
I bow humble inside meek
happy birthday oh master
our savior Almighty King