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I am serving the living God
A God like no other
The Creator of the universe
Omnipresent
Omniscient
The beginning and the end
God who says what He means
And means what He says
I am serving the living God
A God who never lies
A God that loves unconditionally
A covenant keeping God
The same yesterday
Today and forever
I am serving the living God
The God of Abraham
The God of Isaac
The God of Jacob
The God of Elijah
The God of Elisha
The God of TB Joshua
I am serving the living God
That delivered Daniel from the lion’s den
Delivered Shedrach Meschac
And Abednego
From blazing fire
Delivered Israelites
From rampaging Egyptian Army
He made Joseph great in a foreign land
I am serving the mighty God
The greatest healer
There is no sickness He cannot heal
No burden He cannot bear
No mountain He cannot level
No situation He cannot normalize
I am serving the living God
That gave His only son
To die for me on the cross
To make Easter meaningful
God got this! Pt1
Ps 130:5 I wait for the Lord, I expectantly wait, and in His word do I hope.
God guide our way, come what may.
But first, we must be in trouble.
For God’s deliverance is faithful and true.
No obstacle is too great when the Almighty steps in.
Gen 50:14-20 Joseph was freed from slavery.
Gen 6:9 God delivered Noah from the flood.
Gen 19:19 Lot was delivered from Sodom and Gomorrah.
Exd 14:29-30 Moses and the Israelites at the Red Sea.
Deu 8:2 40 years in the wilderness journey.
Joshua 2:6 Joshua and Rahab helped them escape the destruction of Jericho.
Judges 6:12 Deborah and Gideon, The Lord is with you, mighty man of valour.
1 Samuel 17:50 David defeated the Philistine giant Goliath.
Esther 4:16 Esther and the Jews' deliverance.
Daniel 3:26 Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, from the fiery furnace.
Daniel 6:16 Deliver Daniel from the den of lions.
Jonah 2:10 From the belly of the fish.
Acts 12:9 Peter is freed from prison.
Acts 16:25-27: Paul and Silas from the Philippian jail.
John 11:43 Lazarus, come forth from the grave.
John 5:7-8 Pool of Bethesda, rise, take up thy bed and walk.
Matthew 28:6 Jesus rose from the dead.
Mark 10: 47-52 Jesus heals the blind man.
Mark 9:23 Jesus said unto him, If thou cast believe, all things are
possible to him that believeth.
Jacob, who swindled and swapped his stew
for the birthright, then the blessing
that he felt like were his due,
in time, his dream would be secured,
he’d marry the love of his life,
sweet Rachel, who would one day give birth
to a son named…
Joseph, brother and son, a heart undone
by jealousy, the sin beyond words
expressing the violence of a desperate shadow
silhouettes of vengeance, complicated
by sentiments of what could have been
if only hearts had given in…
then, his potential, forthcoming
victory, a vision, remembered
a dream, fathomed, fulfilled.
the children of Israel, slaves under the rule of Pharoah
who God would harden until he told Moses the slaves could go
but he’d follow – to the sea where God parted the waters,
allowing the Israelites to walk on dry land – while their pursuers
were washed beneath the sea, forever gone –
forever erased from the earth’s soft song…
Moses led them, wandering in the wilderness for 40 years
yearning for the land God had promised them when they left Egypt –
led by the cloud, during the day
led by the fire, during the evening
they were fed manna that only God could have given,
they were given the law, so they’d know right and wrong,
the ten commandments, to teach them God’s rules…
as time continues on, there comes David, after God’s own heart
playing his instruments, glorifying his God,
killing the giant who sought Saul’s army,
destroying darkness with his kindness and charm
David brought victory to the hearts who knew him,
the one who would be King of Israel…
as the story colors between the lines, there is One
who comes to live on this earth, One who came by virgin birth,
One who knows us – the sinner, the soul, the saint
He leads us to the drink of the living water, He is life
and He is the sacrifice that silences our fears,
wipes away each tear and, despite the pain of a cross,
whispers light through the heart, comforts us when we hurt,
makes a way for our heart to praise…
the love, His grace, He is the way
the second chance for me to say
when I die, I won’t have to pay
I’ll have a new life, a new day
God’s Son came to erase the past with a love that will always last!
As Easter remembers – beyond all the winters - here is hope that keeps giving
love that keeps living – He never stops forgiving!
Yisro was a pagan high priest; Midian, his home
Hearing news that the Red Sea split, and about Amalek
He turned in his vestments, gave up his place on the throne
Through the hot barren desert did Yisro trek
To hear it all from his son-in-law Moses firsthand…
We can all learn a lesson from this remarkable man
‘Amalek-types’ scoff, “I heard about that; I needn’t move a muscle”
But those with aspirations, off to hear ‘Moses’ they do hustle
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This Saturday morning, the Torah portion read publicly in synagogues is
Exodus 18:1 - 20:23, in which the 'Ten Commandments' are given to
Moses and the Israelites.
What special touches - the eyes, the mouth, his hands.
The brushes illuminate the solid ground - his walk.
Invisible beings painted in, sentries stand by, awaiting
his slightest command. The diablos stands by too,
mocking each mark of Jesus’ path, for he holds on tight
to the wretched and weak beings, the easily tempted,
the hungry beggars, the lame, suffering and sick.
The scorch of Christ’s touch, as he heals Adams and Eves,
the liar does not like this, not one little bit. The release
of light into their eyes, the clearing of their consciences,
bitterness fleeing, wounds sealed up as if they never existed.
The howling of a wanderer in this cursed earth. He recalls
those gentle eyes, those wise words, the beauty of the garden.
The horn’d reject can only wind around weeds, thorns, hollowed
branches - something that would make mankind’s skin crawl.
Christ’s see-through hands, reach out and touch, lepers
and lowly woman bereft of freedom. When his mouth moves
the inner universe of each soul either erupts or folds.
The son’s magnificent eyes made of gold, shine as the Father of lights.
Holy Spirit comfort radiates the passion of warmth and O
when he weeps, the impression of Rembrandt’s plates sear.
Multitudes of destitute and growling tummies follow his beat.
When he speaks of eating his flesh and drinking his blood
the murmuring crowd, much like the Israelites in the desert,
turn their backs, with no understanding of the Mannah’s lips.
The dozen choose him. Who else shall we go to. We know you.
Although one is a plant, a weed himself. Should we feel sorry
for the gold digger? He oft shakes the communal bag, opens
and sifts it like sand, retrieving a couple grains. If he only knew
the cost. O the cost! Did he steal the tithe? The ten percent
would be like quicksand. The devil would leave him hanging.
What special touches - the eyes, the mouth, his hands.
The brushes illuminate the solid ground - his walk.
Christ’s frame humble and confident, his mission to save.
2/1/2021
Tonight we’ll sit around the table
While we’re reminiscing
Both about the Israelites
And those whom we are missing.
Every Seder takes me back
To those when I was young.
I can hear my Zadie’s voice,
The Hebrew that was sung.
I can taste my Nana’s sponge cake
And gefilte fish,
So much love invested into
Every single dish.
Horse radish my grandpa made
Was mirrored by his face –
Beet-red cheeks and crinkled eyes,
Such merriment in place.
The hard-boiled eggs were split in two;
My cousin got the white.
I consumed the yolk, of course,
In one comedic bite.
Second night my father’s folks
Played host and that was fun.
My grandpa hid the matzoh
To be found when we were done.
We all know where it was, though;
On a pillow he reclined,
The Afikomen tucked beneath
His trouser-clad behind.
He’d get up slightly, just to reach
A serving plate or wine;
Then all the cousins made a grab
To say, “This matzoh’s mine!”
My parents are no longer here,
My grandparents as well;
But if I close eyes,
On Seders past I like to dwell.
Tonight we’ll gather for the meal
But if I tell the truth,
It will be lovely, but no match
For Seders of my youth.
(A Seder is the special Passover meal; the Afikomen is a piece of matzoh (cracker) that's hidden to be found by one of the children for a reward; gefilte fish is a specially made fish concoction that's definitely an acquired taste; Zadie is a grandfather - he was my great-grandfather; Nana is a grandmother.)
Why did God tell Moses, ‘Come to Pharaoh?’
Shouldn’t He have told him to ‘Go?’
Was Moses afraid to go?
I don’t think so
Pharaoh was extremely arrogant, you know
Told folks he created the Nile River, and so
Telling Pharaoh just once, ‘Let My People Go’
Moses would return with nothing to show
G-d knew Moses would have to come back again and again
Maybe five or six times, perhaps even ten
So, when G-d told Moses ‘Come,’
Moses understood it would be quite a long run
Ten Plagues over almost a year ~ before Pharaoh was done
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Exodus 10:1 - 13:16 is the Torah portion read
in synagogues this Saturday (Sabbath) morning.
It includes the last three of the ten plagues, as
well as the Israelites' exodus from Egypt. I see
that the word 'Bo' is translated into English as
'Go' in many Bibles. This is shockingly incorrect.
Any Israeli child knows that 'Bo' means 'Come.'
... Hence, this poem.
Beloved of the Lord
Long before the prophets Isiah, Micah, Daniel, and Zechariah.
Long before the world knew of the son of man, Jesus, Christ, the King of Kings the great Messiah.
God found favor in the rainbow baby and develop a covenant with him.
Then it came to pass by God's holy declaration; that the rainbow baby will be the new king of Jerusalem.
God gave him the brilliant light of wisdom and righteousness during his nonage of no more than a tender score.
God gave him wisdom and complete understanding and great largeness of the heart like the sand on the seashore.
The Israelites blew horns and gathered in a cheerful rally.
He grew and ruled by the faithful hand of God and he was loved by many who praised him and compared him to the lilies of the valley.
For many years his wisdom set fire to the souls of mortal men.
His rare sagacity to them was agreeable, proposing, insatiable, and truthful and was chiseled to their encephalon and kept deep within.
This wonderful king of ole.
Who's skin was black as coal.
His head is as the finest as gold.
His locks are as bush and black as a raven.
He was a king of peace and a promised new haven
copyright 4/24/22
Slinging Stuff
The Book of Judges talks of slingers.
Seven hundred strong, all left- wingers.
The Bible tells us they were terribly feared.
They could split a hair on an enemy’s beard.
And besides the ability to split a hair,
The force of the stones, flying through the air,
Whatever it hit, didn’t have a prayer,
The equivalent of a.44 to bear.
How far, you ask, could these stones kill?
Almost 400 feet with moderate skill.
In the Roman army, the slingers drilled holes,
In their bullets with specific goals.
The sound, was found, when the stones would fly,
Shrill and buzzing, made the enemy’s throat dry.
More accurate than troops with bow and arrow,
The slingers were feared, to the enemy’s marrow.
We’re reminded of David, the young boy shepherd,
Also a slinger, killing wolf and leopard.
Goliath was slow and feeble of sight.
He never had a chance of winning this fight.
So the real story is not just David, the boy.
It’s about a slinger the Israelites managed to deploy.
*And they came to Elim
where there were twelve springs
and seventy palm trees
and they camped there near the water.*
After the red sea, after the red sea…
departing from its great depths,
leaving the death of Pharaoh’s men,
well-oiled chariots underneath…
they're all wet. they’re all wet.
Great sound of Israelites.
Commotion of the sights.
Nostrils of the Creator King;
imagination remains.
The kids in awe,
“Did you see that!? I can’t believe
that happened!” their wrist revolutions
left and right, relive the might.
Their kissers - uttersome wind.
Parents hush them. A bit frightened.
Who is this God…they thought they knew.
This really is the God of their ancestors,
of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
Still…
They arrived at a place of discomfort.
Thirst suffers…tongue and roof parched.
three days in the desert,
they have not found water…constantly
tested - will they believe…will they believe?
But they, not unlike us, love to complain.
When comfort is outside their brain…
they become most forgetful…they rely
upon their senses — we do too!!!
In Shur, grumbling, rumbling of cries,
“What are we to drink?”
Like little children, they didn’t know.
Like little children, they were not grown.
The water they did find, was bitter -
so were they…they missed the whips
of Egypt- at least they’d get their share
of bread and water. God in His mercy
exchanged bitter for sweet, and his sheep
drank until they hurt no more. There God
tested them with these words:
*“If you listen carefully to the voice of the Lord your God
and do what is right in his eyes,
if you pay attention to his commands
and keep all his decrees,
I will not bring on you
any of the diseases I brought on the Egyptians,
for I am the Lord, who heals you.
And they came to Elim
where there were twelve springs
and seventy palm trees
and they camped there near the water.*
9/28/2021
Free verse narrative
*From Exodus 15:22-27 portions directly taken from the NIV
are between asterisks.
Elim is pronounced ay-leem
From Matthew Poole’s commentary:
Palm trees were both pleasant for their shade, and refreshing for their sweet fruit. Thus the Israelites are obliged and encouraged to the obedience commanded, by being put into better circumstances than they were under in their last station.