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How in the world do you prepare a loved one for dying?
What if you as well as others have faithfully prayed
For your love one's healing? But instead of improving,
It only becomes much worse. And you storm the
Heavenly citadels of heaven reaching the very throne
Room of The Lamb of God who takes away the sins
Of the the world!
Most believers in Jesus Christ, firmly believe, "it is
Appointed unto man (or woman) once to die and
Afterwards the judgement." And as the Apostle
Paul, the apostle to the gentile nations once said.
"To be absent from the body is to be present with
The Lord." How well and good it is to be reassured
That your Christian friend will be going to heaven!
This is a much harshest case scenario! What if your
Loved one is not born again? You must first faithfully
And diligently pray for Dear Heavenly Father! To give
Unto you the very right words to say to him (or to her).
Hopefully, your unsaved loved one will ask you this
Very viable live changing and life saving question.
"What must I do to become saved?"
In that case situation you simply reply, "For God so
Loved (you) that He gave His only begotten Son; that
Whosoever believes on Him will not perish but have
Everlasting life." John 3:16. What if you friend does not
Nether acknowledges God's very existence. And or your
Dying love one no longer believes in Him!
You can always pray for God to have mercy on his or hers
immortal soul. And into your hands oh Lord we commend
His or her spirit. Speak those words or similar ones out
Loud. Hold on to your loved ones hand, and ask this question.
If you believe in God please squeeze my hand, if you are still
Able to do so. I firmly believe that our dear Heavenly Father
Does accepts and acknowledges death bed confessionals!
Why should any one of us wait until our eleventh hour to
Become saved? Multitudes of people die instantaneously with
Out even having a chance to become saved! And unfortunately
Some people miss out on their last opportunity to become
Born again believers in Jesus Christ, God's only begotten
Son, and our precious Lord, Redeemer and Savior! We
Love, worship and honor Him because He first loved us!
Love in Christ Jesus Holy Name!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
April 05, 2021
The meant yet empty
Promises we make
At any given point in time
throughout our past
However heartfelt are made armed
with whatever information we have at hand
Like I will always keep you safe save
you from the shepherd's crook
Never make you choose or ever give
you up
Are sadly also susceptible to the
elements of time
Because everything in life can change
in a single moment instantaneously
And make the very last words that you uttered
and came out your mouth
The very next second seem disingenuous
and even hard to justify
Leaving you with egg all over your face
And worst of all a loved one questioning
The true value of your relationship
And whether or not they can actually
in fact believe
Anything you have to say in future
Or have said in the past
Even if at the time you we're telling the
truth not lying
It's been eons since
Life took us in diametrically different directions
Yet melancholic memories of you
Still bloom in my mind like a flower, filling me with glee
Our fleeting union, I'll forever treasure. It's strange
Grieving the loss of what might've been. Notwithstanding
The brevity of our romance, the flame ignited between us
Still remains undimmed, flickering in the wind
I miss your captivating stories about
Your upbringing in Rio De Janeiro
I instantaneously think of you every time the song
"The Girl From Ipanema", creeps into my mind
Oh, the many fun times we had! Walking arm in arm
Under the summer sun; snuggling cozily on winter nights
The sound of your laughter, your voice
Your fragrance, the twinkle in your smiling eyes
So adoring and brimming with tender love
I remember them all too well
Thoughts and dreams of you, a smoke that will never turn to ash
If I could turn back time and relive all the happy, endearing
Even the silly moments we shared, I would. Sadly, our bond
Couldn't weather every storm that came our way
Our loving companionship, though brief, I'll hold dear
In perpetuity. Thanks for the everlasting memories
We were never meant to be
I guess that's the way destiny intended it
It's been eons since we parted ways
Like rope severed under a colossal weight
Yet melancholic memories of you
Still bloom in my mind like a flower, filling me with glee
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Impress Me With An Old Poem(002) Poetry Contest (Winner: 7th Place)
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Date submitted: 10/08/2020
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Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 12/29/2019
Best free verse April 1, 2018 to July 15,2018 Poetry Contest(Winner: 3rd Place)
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Date written and posted: 07/12/2018
Best Free Verse in July 2018 Poetry Contest/Winner(1st Place)
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Date written and posted: 07/12/2018
This atheistic, intelligent, liberal minded
nonestablishmentarian
christened Matthew
Scott Harris, haint gotta clue,
how bias, discrimination,
prejudice didst brew
within me noggin admitting to myself,
(that though tolerant
towards most other people)
amidst variegated hue
mankind cutting crew,
I can not wholeheartedly dislodge un argue
ably the stubborn presence
of disagreeably unwanted notions,
an effort quite few
till to expunge, though not clearly
delineated against gentile nor Jew
the latter encompassing
my genealogical lineage
(as ye probably knew)
though acute awareness exists
that objectionable thoughts
towards others coalesced and grew,
sans initial aural, sensational,
and visual perceptions did ensue
from nearly imperceptible
germinal, ephemeral, and casual
brief interactions, thy amygdala and,
posterior cingulate cortex
(PCC) instantaneously drew
nearly nsync with a single blink
of thine myopic left or right human eye
(which average duration 0.1 to 0.4 seconds,
or 100 to 400 milliseconds)
forged an unconscious initial mount'n view
clocked in at 100 milliseconds
or 328.0839895013123 feet per second
pointing asper an expert mason
hermetically sealing a psychic impression
ala mortise and tenon
amalgamated conglomerate
enterprise glommed zoo
wool logical imprimatur difficult,
but not impossible loo
sin and/or completely dislodge
neurological hullabaloo.
Am I still in the darkness when I close my eyes
When I'm dead shall my eyes see
What's my true self, what I had left
In this sinful body
Laid to rest, yet I confess
I'm not here but you see me
Yet I'm not there
I've gone away in a twinkling
A twinkling of an eye
It's not night here
Only God shines
And there's no need for the moon or sun, well
If you wanna no where I am
if you wanna no I'm not here in this grave
Nor am I in the ground
Instantaneously when I died I was brought up
caught up in His presents IN Heaven
I am in HIs light, in His light
I'll be there in HIs arms, in His arms
Am I still in the darkness when I close my eyes
When I'm dead shall my eyes see
What's my true self, what I had left
In this sinful body
Laid to rest, yet I confess
I'm not here but you see me
Yet I'm not there
I've gone away in a twinkling
A twinkling of an eye
It's not night here
Only God shines
sings
I'll be. . .
In His light God bless you always
In His light
You'll always be shone shining in, in
In His light
In His light God bless you always you will be in His light
In His light God bless you always
In His light
You'll always be shone shining in, in
In His light
In His light God bless you always you will be in His light
In His light God bless you always
In His light
You'll always be shone shining in, in
In His light
In His light God bless you always you will be in His light
You'll always be shone shining in, in
In His light
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 08/09/2012
Inspired and Dedicated to Souper
Dorian Petersen Potter
long in the attic,
now unboxed,
treasure trove of
old Polaroid photographs;
priceless!
pulled from
the gaping mouth of oblivion.
one family album,
in particular,
sucks me into the vortex
of nostalgic memories.
instantaneously,
I'm spirited back
to my salad days.
ah, my youth...
an opulence of memories;
fun times with Dad,
and Mom, too.
oh, wow, a family portrait...
look at how young we all look!
questions, questions, questions...
so many rhetorical questions
flood my mind...
"who took this one?"
"where was this?"
"what became of some of these folks?"
"how many are still living?"
bringing a smile...
baby photos of mine,
a kindergarten photo.
bringing a tear...
photos of long deceased relatives;
I miss them so!
precious moments in time
I wish I could relive.
photos I haven't seen
since childhood;
many taken before I was born
hit me like a jolt of electricity!
some, faded
some, still vividly clear
i smile at so many young frozen faces
- familiar and strange -
smiling back at me.
myriad of emotions
on my face
as I rummage through
a dusty box of memories.
Both love's and dream's astray
Pleasantly unaware
Death is making it's merry way
Unto my very own front door
Yet both sadly and unfortunately
To my bemusement and surprise
He never thought to break or lighten
the mood
With a knock , knock joke
He just jumped in both feet 1st
And instantaneously proceeded
to usher me away
Not even did he even stop to think
for a 1 single minute or give me a
second after thought horah
Let alone afford me any time at all
To let me wave or utter a 1 final last
goodbye
Otherwise I imagine poor
L.M.H
God rest his soul in peace
May have taken the time to write
us all here on the Soup
1 final piece of poetry of and in his
own imitable word's and way
So as in order to complete and place
the final piece in his particular puzzle
1 very last final remaining poem
Before both his word's and pen were
forevermore to be retired eternally
The sole key...
to the kingdom
of heaven. Imagine that...
A golden opportunity!
The secret window...
to an opalescent garden
always closed, now open.
A golden opportunity!
The ghost..
of a chance that comes around
once or twice in a lifetime.
A golden opportunity!
Tantamount to...
finding a diamond in the rough,
a miracle occuring..
a golden opportunity!
So rare, so fleeting...
a golden opportunity.
One would be foolish...
not to seize it instantaneously!
Date written: 10/05/2019
I'll never forget
That time when we met
I looked at you cravingly
Then you glanced back nonchalantly
It was love at first sight, at least for me
For you, well, maybe not so much but I could tell
there was more you wanted to see
So the great hunt was on
Instantaneously, you started to bounce
around in my head on and on and on
My fondness for you grew with each waking day
I chased you tirelessly but you subtly kept me at bay
When others would shoot their shot with you, I admit
I would get in my feelings
To see them desire you, hold you, and dance with you would send me reeling
But one day, that magical day, all the stars aligned
You looked at me with the same affectionate eyes, and
like that, you were mine
My, the chemistry between us was inexplicable
You loved on me and I loved on you; we were inseparable
When friends and family saw you, invariably they saw me
If they spoke your name, my name would come up too, and most would agree
We made passionate love over and over again
It was organic with no artificiality or filters and no strain
For years you were faithful and so was I
Those were some of the best years of my life.
I can't lie
As time progressed, I got older, but you appeared to
grow younger with distinction
Our glue became less strong as young Beau after young Beau vied for your
attention
It was futile of me to be mad at them for having
desirous eyes
Your alluring beauty and charm are unmatched and you wear no makeup
or disguise
Although it hurt tremendously, to the sidelines I had to go
Just know that my love for you will never die and just seeing your beauty still gives me a lift when I'm low
all i see is you
how do you withstand me
my mind is like a strange land smelling flowers for the first time
all i see is you
how do you define me and accept
my mind is like a chocolate milkshake in a whirlpool of dr. pepper
all i see is you
how do you maintain your sanity when i express and confuse you
my mind is like a roller coaster run by a turtle and a sloth
all i see is you
how do you simply love me and not go instantaneously insane
my mind is like an unpredictable inanimate object in a state of animate predictability
all i see is you
how did i become fortunate enough to be blessed with such a beautifully spirited trooper such as yourself
my mind is so put at ease by the mere persistence of your Genuine Therapy