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August 28 Scripture Meditations Based on Jonah 3-4
Key Verse – Jonah 4:2 And he prayed unto the LORD, and said, … I knew that thou art a gracious God, and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEING GRACIOUS TO ME
Thank You for being gracious unto me, being good merciful
Very holy are You --- though I’m sinful
You let me repent from my evil ways so awful
While bringing my soul toward becoming prayerful.
Thank You for being gracious unto me, since You’re slow to anger
Very compassionate are You --- though I’m tempted in worldliness to linger
You let me acknowledge my spiritual hunger
While touching my heart with Your loving finger.
Thank You for being gracious unto me, showing Your great kindness
Very gentle are You --- though I’m bent by haughtiness
You let me realize my arrogance-destructiveness
While abasing my pride for genuine meekness.
Thank You for being gracious unto me, and ready with Your presence
Very approachable are You --- though I’m sulking in self-pity’s license
You let me see my hypocrisy’s bad essence
While opening my vision toward Your glorious magnificence.
Thank You for being gracious unto me, as well as righteously mighty
Very powerful are You --- though I’m weakened by iniquity
You let me consider my ways against backsliding’s infirmity
While strengthening my faith upon Your truth-authority.
Thank You for being gracious unto me, with Your exceeding compassion
Very forgiving are You --- though I’m unfaithful to Your great commission
You let me recognize my previous hell-bound condition
While transforming my character through Your perfecting conversion.
Thank You for being gracious unto me, indeed always available
Very helpful are You --- though I’m incompetent and unable
You let me ponder on my mistakes, making me humble
While leading my steps to Your victory, by Your might that’s possible.
August 28, 2022
Celebrity Dreamscapes
Washington
Wall Street
Hollywood
Nashville
Where regurgitation overflows
And Barmecidal bait boxes
Morph their delights by the hour
All the while
Gluttony's promised feast
Ignorant of cyclic famine
Awaits the pernicious fate-agent
Scouting to burrow like a weevil
The new crop of innocence
Trusting destiny to the winds of chance
Confident redolent success smells
French perfume
Garlic enhanced delicacies
Fresh tanned leather of opulent travel
Are theirs to have
How fragrant the illusory air becomes
The temperature of anticipated fortune's shift
Where once a round-shouldered indigent freshman pounded doors
Now seemingly triumphant
Unknowingly erect as a naked rose stem
With yesterday's portent of rich reward
Rapidly sheds its petals
Mulch for tomorrow's next planting
How fleeting the enigmatic feast of notoriety
Time's incumbent qualification
For re-introducing innate principals
Cautioning today's attention
Is but a requisite for tomorrow's elusive truth
Yet
Fearful of fruitless coming years
Too few embrace cognizance over
Fading Klieg lightsParty snubs
Absent red carpet entrances
A maître d's forgetfulness
Yes
The harvesting of one's experience
Might suffer drought and winds
Scattering past efforts
To but memories of dust
Rather than priceless benchmarks
To reveal the authentic self
Yes
Such a disposition may well make "Being" difficult and distant
Where the "take a number and be seated" readout at DMV
May well become a feared test
Where waiting
Becomes a ticking-off-process
Asking if one can hold onto the simpler distant past
Those surprising coming-of-age sensations
The first time rewards of libations' survival
The generous thank you once felt by the first kiss
And yes...
One's elation upon receiving that first driver's license
We think
We review
We ponder "what price" aspiration
Ambition
So often blind to trickery
Frequently stumbles upon start marks
Not meant to be
Distant finishing lines
Not meant to be reached
Still
One can take a number
And eventually hear one's name called
To be who you are...
Or not
I ain't old, but I've been told
to give up my car and drivers license
I ain't old, but my vision blurred
got near and far reading, driving glasses
I climb the stairs with both hands
sit on my buttocks to go down
I use a cushion to sit in a chair
Breathe oxygen instead of air
I've decided to live in my house
you already planned to move me out
I ain't old, but I've been told
Take so much medication, I'm constipated
Going backwards instead of forward
Wear adult underwear cause my badder gives
This isn't how the elderly should live
I ain't old, but I've been told
No one helps me they want me to sell my house
Evict everyone and everything even the mouse
I ain't old but I've been told
10/09/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
How can someone draw a blank
Now that's a real poser
How d'ya know if it's new and improved dog food
Eating that stuff's not kosher
Are there seeing eye humans for blind dogs
Sounds quite logical to me
If the Energizer Bunny attacks someone
Is it charged with battery
Is it true that cannibals don't eat clowns
Because they taste so funny
If feathers tickle people, do they tickle birds?
Bet it's better than even money
Why does every toaster have a setting
That will burn the toast to a crisp
Can women put on mascara with their mouth closed
Why do holes in most donuts exist
Here's one I'll bet you've never thought of
Do birdies ever need to pee
So perhaps those sprinkles of rain that fall
Aren't really rain 'tween you and me
Why do hot dogs come in packages of eight
While the buns come in packs of ten
Tell me what do they put in for colour of hair
On the drive's license of bald men
July 13 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Proverbs 1-3
Key Verse – Proverbs 1:7 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge: but fools despise wisdom and instruction.
HEART THAT FEARS THE LORD REVERENTIALLY AND WISELY
Our heart fears the Lord reverentially and wisely by His presence
With His salvation’s assurance along His forgiveness’ license
From condemnation’s fatal incense against wickedness’ destructive sense
Toward rejuvenating revival to serve through His divine iridescence.
Our heart fears the Lord reverentially and wisely by His compassion
With His love’s direction along His Word’s instruction and vision
From hatred’s bitter reaction against apathy’s cold intrusion
Toward persevering devotion to prioritize His great commission.
Our heart fears the Lord reverentially and wisely by His kindness
With His care’s cheerfulness along His comfort’s gentleness
From rudeness’ conceited indifference against unconcern’s critical madness
Toward transforming goodness to show His marvelous graciousness.
Our heart fears the Lord reverentially and wisely by His commitment
With His call’s appointment along His charges’ reinforcement
From idleness’ empty achievement against slothfulness’ vain accomplishment
Toward strengthening diligence to work through His empowerment.
Our heart fears the Lord reverentially and wisely by His mercy
With His help’s restoration along His pardon’s clemency
From failure's perilous result against offenses’ grievous deficiency
Toward assisting dependence to trust His sufficiency.
Our heart fears the Lord reverentially and wisely by His light
With His Scriptures’ guidance along His truth’s might
From darkness’ fearful night against hell’s torturous sight
Toward illumining wisdom to shine with His delight.
Our heart fears the Lord reverentially and wisely by His zeal
With His truth’s steadfastness along His doctrines’ seal
From unbelief’s skeptical sense against doubtfulness’ deal
Toward teaching mentorship to discipleship and servanthood, Biblically real.
July 13, 2026
Do I like good people,
of course I do
Do I like bad people,
yeah, quite a few
Somehow prefer antiheroes,
over the squeaky clean type
Somehow prefer the expedient,
for I dislike hype
Am I evil, I’ve got a wicked mind
Am I evil, take a look at mankind
Have I killed remorselessly,
I’ve butchered for food
Have I killed remorselessly,
my license was approved
Do the commandments mean much,
I’ll pay my dues
Do the commandments mean much,
walk in my shoes
What happens when I die,
the world will disappear
What happens when I die,
simultaneously I’ll reappear
But what about my soul,
is it lost and cold
But what about my soul,
could be fools gold
I’m a nice person,
but I could be a sham
I’m a nice person,
yet I don’t give a damn
Can I look in the mirror,
without filling with dread
Can I look in the mirror,
only with a gun at my head
I could make myself,
sound like a saint
I could make myself,
something that I ain’t
So now you all know me,
have I gained your trust
So now you all know me,
does it fill you with disgust
I smell the roses each morning,
life is beautiful
I smell the roses each evening,
life’s full of bull
This is my Bio,
I influence what you read
This is my Bio,
the whole truth? not guaranteed
By
David Kavanagh
Rudolph the reindeer has a red nose
Now why is that do you suppose?
Well it’s not real, it is a red light
That Santa switches on at night.
So what's the history I hear you say
Well concerns were raised by the F.A.A.
Because one night Santa fell asleep
And didn't hear the warning beep.
A jet was heading for Santa's sleigh
Woke just in time and got out of the way
So a law was passed that anyone in flight
Display a light when flying at night.
In the official report that's what it said
But don't believe the news you're fed
The first witness and on oath he swore
Said a man so drunk he'd never seen before.
They let him off with a stern warning
And not to drink 'till Christmas morning
He kept his license on one condition
That he display a light on every mission.
Off shopping he went to buy a red light
Found one in a store 'twas big and bright
Spoke to the elves as to where it would go
They all agreed at the front on show.
They tried it first on Rudolph's head
But it dazzled Santa with its bright red
But on his nose it looked just right
And glows so brightly in the night.
Rudolph asked “what's in it for me"
Cos he felt silly, but would wear for a fee
So a bonus he gets and double pay
Plus extra rations on Christmas day.
Written on 6th December 2018.
Up here in Canada we have our own words
Everywhere does, some think ours are absurd
Between toques, hosers and rhyming currency
Like loonies and toonies, we do speak uniquely
But narrow it down to one province specific
Our Saskatchewan tongue is fairly prolific
We drive on the blacktop to get to the grid
To get to the cabin you went to as a kid
Past the RM’s to grab a two four o’ Pil
Put on my bunnyhug to ward off a chill
Wearing thongs in the summer to the river and back
But the ones on our feet, not the ones up our crack
Kitty-corner from the LB is the Rider store
For watermelon helmets, jerseys and more
Our die-hard fans, they all bleed green
Filling the stands, not a bush league team
Daylight savings? Not on our clocks or phones
For anyone in Saskabush or Pile’o’Bones
Or Elbow, Eyebrow, Climax and Oxbow
Moosejaw, Moosamin and Findlater also
And if you were in P.A. for any time spent
You’d know poor deadly is a compliment
Swimming at Pike used to give you the itch
But it’s all better now so jump in, in your gitch
Even if you’re in the city you know everyone
Probably from the small town that their cousin is from
Someone always chuckles when they say Speedy Creek
We like eating dainties, drinking Vico and Beep
Land of the living skies on or license plates
With good prairie storm clouds, the view’s kinda great
Take a left by the elevator and a right at the barn
Keep going until you’re 20 clicks past the farm
See the dog with one ear up and one ear down
And those are all the directions to get to that town
Full of colloquialisms you may not know well
If you're not from the easy to draw, hard to spell ;)
HISTORY FACTS
history is perspective
create your favorite
WHY REASONS
fears dominate decisions
not faiths position
LEGAL SYSTEM
justice thought served
fair remains ignored
BATTLES FOR GOD
war religion lent
never hears amen
PRICING
when money poor
everything cost more
HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE
trifles require license
idiots freely parent
OUR CHILDREN'S TEACHERS
perversion media - heroes
morality consciousness - zero
SCHEDULES
living clock bound
time never found
HOUSING DEVELOPMENTS
populated suburban neighborhoods
strangers lacking brotherhood
Have you ever wondered about all the things that require your signature in life
How about a marriage certificate, I now pronounce you man and wife
A steady hand is needed as you buy your first home
If a writer's cramp occurs with so many places to sign, you are not alone
The car of your dreams you are about to drive off the lot
Or maybe the insurance for that car you just bought
Your passport for an upcoming dream trip you are about to take
The officer speeding ticket for moving too fast, oh for heaven's sake
Your birth certificate your parents sign to prove you are alive
Your driver's license after you show you know how to drive
The only thing I would like to sign is a big check from the lottery I just won
One more stroke of the pen and my work day will be done