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Lord of my life governs me by His loving leadership
Unlimited grace He supplies beyond my understanding
Daily He strengthens my soul with His compassion’s devotion…
Yielded am I to His might, entrusting to Him all of my yearnings.
Merciful is my God as well as miraculously marvellous*
Offering to me opportunities for stewardship optimization
Nourishing my spirit with His Word’s constant nourishment
Toward triumphant worship along earnest thanksgiving…
Aassured of His secured life eternal, in His work I abound
Nestling in His fellowship, while to His heart, drawing nigh
Enabled to serve Him by faith through His ready empowerment
Zealously doing His will, rejoicing in His peace of blessings’ zest.
*Psalm 139:14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
January 31, 2020
Dear Ludy, God be praised and thanked for your life devoted for the Lord---by His grace, through His power, and for His glory! Belated blessed birthday to you.
June 10 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 98-103
Key Verse – Psalm 98:1 O sing unto the Lord a new song; for he hath done marvellous things: his right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY VICTORY BESTOWER
Lord God, You are my victory Bestower,
zealously showing me Your assurance of salvation
Thank You for Your zillion ways of filling me with Your satisfaction…
Zion of Your mercy is where I stay with peace-jubilation
Zip my heart to Your joyful service-dedication.
Lord God, You are my victory Bestower,
zealously reigning over me in Your highness
Thank You for Your zillion blessings highlighting Your goodness…
Zion of Your strength is where I establish my faith’s steadfastness
Zip my heart toward Your testimonies’ truthfulness.
Lord God, You are my victory Bestower,
zealously inspiring me for enthusiastic singing
Thank You for Your zillion times of forgiveness for my confessed sin-clinging…
Zion of Your sanctification is where I seek for divine fellowship’s belonging
Zip my will along Your righteous perfection’s upbringing.
Lord God, You are my victory Bestower,
zealously hearing me of my cry and prayer’s need
Thank You for Your zillion graces that made me Your child, eternally freed…
Zion of Your comfort is where I hide from troubles along yearning speed
Zip my mind around Your watchfulness of Bible creed.
Lord God, You are my victory Bestower,
zealously building me up to live for Your glory
Thank You for Your zillion power-charges for my transformation story…
Zion of Your praise is where I can exalt You without worry
Zip my spirit inside Your triumphant territory.
Lord God, You are my victory Bestower,
zealously benefitting me by Your revival
Thank You for Your zillion exhortations toward refreshing renewal…
Zion of Your faithfulness is where I flee from oppressive trial
Zip my commitment within Your loving approval.
Lord God, You are my victory Bestower,
zealously pardoning me of my transgressions and iniquities
Thank You for Your zillion compassion-deeds for service opportunities…
Zion of Your pity is where I remain midst infirmities
Zip my future upon Your covenant, subduing my insecurities.
June 10, 2023
With the sunlight on my face,
All the walls surrounding me; opaque,
The outside world completely efface,
I found myself, now awake.
The fortress of my captivity,
Keeping me alive but still,
The fortress of my incompetency,
The last of me it killed.
The pleasure it tingled,
Cannot be replaced,
Still I wish to run away,
To the land outside these gates,
All the gold I have,
Is nothing but metal,
All the joy I need,
Is not for what I’ve settled,
This fortress of my solitude,
Forever screaming the pains it felt,
This fortress of my extinction.
With me, dying many deaths.
Curtains in this room,
Stopped speaking now,
Left their bodies here,
And heart outside the realm, astound.
It’s marvellous how miserable I am,
With all the wonders at my foot,
The jewels, the pleasures,
Even so,
I’d love to take all my plans and scram.
The palace of illusion,
I am living in,
Has given me more than I ever deserved,
Yet the feeling of me belonging in the field,
Is something I’ve always preserved .
The fortress of my hopelessness,
Falling down now,
With the reign of my lord changing,
In front of an unknown king we bow,
Thrown out of this boundary,
Helplessness prevails,
But the joy it brought me,
I set a new sail.
For life has always been,
Catastrophic,
Dreadful it seemed,
It felt worthwhile now,
Alas! It is just a dream.
November 26 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Romans 8-10
Key Verse – Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
FAITH IN GOD WHO WORKS ALL THINGS TOGETHER FOR OUR GOOD
God works all things together for our good by His truth’s decree
Along His salvation’s gift, so rich and free
Indeed, recreating us become what He wants us to be
For our spiritual growth through faith as His branches in a fruitful tree.
God works all things together for our good by His graciousness
Along His redemption’s assurance of marvellous delightfulness
Indeed, securing us against sin-captivity’s wretchedness
For our productive labour through faith as His believers of righteousness.
God works all things together for our good by His might and the Holy Spirit
Along His sanctification’s cleansing from carnality’s pit
Indeed, purifying us to be heavenly-fit
For our bright testimony through faith as His children of Scriptural writ.
God works all things together for our good by His leadership
Along His adoption’s protection around His offered relationship
Indeed, offering to us sweet friendship of His joyous fellowship
For our victorious stewardship through faith as His heirs in His partnership.
God works all things together for our good by His compassion
Along His justification’s act that prevails midst pardon’s provision
Indeed, making us guarded against hell’s oppression
For our peaceful walk through faith as His beloved with Biblical vision.
God works all things together for our good by His omnipotence
Along His transformation’s power of miraculous persistence
Indeed, molding us for ministry-involvement’s competence
For our triumphant obedience through faith as His worshippers with hopeful existence.
God works all things together for our good by His honourable authority
Along His glorification’s wonders and supreme sovereignty
Indeed, enabling us to serve Him along serene humility
For our praise-filled gratitude through faith as His followers with sincerity.
November 26, 2025
Joyfully serving my Lord, Christ Jesus
Empowered by the Holy Spirit with love’s earnest
Nourished is my soul by His Word’s nurture
Nestling in His care day and night…
Ready is my faith toward rejuvenating revival
Optimizing His offered stewardship opportunities
Secured in His salvation for steadfast Gospel sharing
Enabled in the ministry toward reaching-out effectiveness.
God I praise and thank for His gracious goodness
Exposing my heart His wondrous of great excellence
Never leaving nor forsaking me; neglecting not my needs
Instructing me with His truths of inspiration
Taking me to triumph as I worship Him with thanksgiving
Affirming His presence, always marvellous* through His precious assurance.
*Psalm 98:1 O sing unto the LORD a new song; for he hath done marvellous things: his right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory.
January 17, 2020
Dear Jennrose,
A very blessed birthday to you. The Lord be praised and thanked for your life devoted to Him, by His grace, through His power, and for His glory.
The cemetery is not silent.
It hums—soft and steady—
like a lullaby remembered
just before sleep.
This is not a place of endings,
but of quiet continuance.
Here, the earth does not mourn—
it holds.
It listens.
It welcomes.
Beneath the moss and carved stone,
beneath the careful flowers and fading names,
a family has gathered—
not bound by blood,
but by something far more enduring:
the simple truth
that no one leaves
forever.
They are not ghosts.
They do not haunt.
They stay.
In laughter that echoes
between leaves,
in the hush that falls
before the first snow,
in the way your name lingers
on the air
when no one else is there.
They gather in invisible rooms
just beside the living,
close enough to reach—
if not to touch.
A gardener still tends her roses.
A father still hums
as sunlight slants golden across the garden wall.
A child still plays
in the rustle of autumn leaves.
They remember us.
Not as statues,
not as names etched in stone—
but as we are:
messy, marvellous,
still learning.
And they cheer us on
with a patience
the living rarely understand.
At night, they light invisible lanterns,
and their joy spills into our dreams.
They gather under imagined skies,
telling their stories—
and now, ours—
folding our names
into their conversations
like old friends
preparing a place
at the table.
They do not ask for tears,
though they understand them.
They’ve cried too.
They’ve loved too deeply
to ask you not to break
a little.
But they want you to know—
they are happy.
Not gone.
Not trapped.
But finally, wholly free.
They walk beside us,
though we may not see them.
Their hands hover near ours
in moments of stillness.
Their voices echo
in the thoughts we trust most.
And when you laugh
without knowing why,
when peace settles
over your chest like a warm blanket,
know this:
Someone you loved
was thinking of you.
Still is.
Always will.
This is the secret
the cemetery keeps—
not sorrow,
but sanctuary.
Not farewell,
but wait for me.
And when the time comes,
as it must,
you’ll find them not asleep,
but waiting—
smiling,
arms outstretched,
your seat beside the fire
still warm.
June 4 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Job 11-13
Key Verse – Job 11:7 Canst thou by searching find out God? canst thou find out the Almighty unto perfection?
FAITH IN GOD WHO REACHES DOWN TO US
AS WE SEARCH FOR HIM
God reaches down to us as we search for Him midst His vision
Along His abounding compassion
Now, we thank Him for His guidance and provision
By our faith He directs against deceitful perversion.
God reaches down to us as we search for Him midst His victory
Along His granted redemption, saving us from hell’s fury
Now, we praise Him for His triumph against misery
By our faith He upholds toward heaven’s territory.
God reaches down to us as we search for Him midst His lovingkindness
Along His holiness reigning through His righteousness
Now, we worship Him for His marvellous goodness
By our faith He inspires upon His truth’s steadfastness.
God reaches down to us as we search for Him midst His grace
Along His wonderful and amazing ways
Now, we look unto Him in running the Christian race
By our faith He drives, exhorted by His Word’s brace.
God reaches down to us as we search for Him midst His mercy
Along His restoration-sustenance and revival-fervency
Now, we continue obeying Him with prayerful persistency
By our faith He increases by His Scriptures’ potency.
God reaches down to us as we search for Him midst His might
Along His power defying any sinfulness-blight
Now, we abide in Him, enjoying His presence-delight
By our faith He brightens as we share the Gospel light.
God reaches down to us as we search for Him midst His enablement
Along His authority, showing His accomplishment
Now, we serve Him with sincere commitment
By our faith He protects toward our ministry-involvement.
June 4, 2025
Highlighting the Lord God’s omnipotence
Bible stories expose His miracles
along His mercy’s faithful persistence
smiting torturous hatred’s tentacles.
Greatly enthralled by biblical events
my special child yearns for their retelling
animatedly done, no one prevents
his call for these chronicles propelling:
Creation wonders hold his eyes spell bound
as he recites Genesis 1:1 well
with thanksgiving midst praises that abound
through sign language, truth he does clearly tell.
He delights in surveying Noah’s ark
while traveling inside the floating zoo
hearing cats meow, pigs oink, birds chirp, dogs bark
snakes hiss, sheep baa, goats meeh, ducks quack, too.
Glued to Father Abraham’s clear portrait
carrying promised son Isaac gladly
exemplifying faith, superbly great---
dear child of mine keeps clapping blissfully.
Recalling Joseph the Dreamer’s venture
my son mumbles about coat colorful
projecting pit-prison-palace posture
affirming God’s compassion, powerful.
For Moses’ recorded heroism
by the Sovereign’s mighty deliverance
how my child screams beyond optimism
expecting Ten Commandments’ appearance.
Then climaxing his mirth’s jubilation
David emerges triumphant indeed
over Goliath’s defeated sanction
settling genuine godly trust from pride’s greed.
Concluding my son’s jovial Bible trip
he mimics crucifixion soberness
asserting the Saviour’s redemption-grip
offering eternal life’s graciousness.
With joy of pure mirth, shouting victory*
my child hugs me while his book he closes
ending Scripture narration of glory
exuding love the Almighty blesses.
*Psalm 98:1 O sing unto the LORD a new song; for he hath done marvellous things: his right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory.
February 12, 2020
Edited on February 12, 2022
1st place, "A STRAND (1072)" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/13/2022.
She was just a regular girl
Not different or unlike any other
But lived in a fairytale world
And dreamed like no other.
She set herself faithfully apart
Unavailable for anyone else
And waited from the start
For her prince nonetheless.
Though hard was the waiting
She stood in faith steadfast
Though tough was the going
She dreamt bigger till the last.
And one fine, summer morning
Through the glowing sun beams
After years of forlorn waiting
She met the man of her dreams.
Something tugged at her heart
And she knew almost instantly
He wasnt just of her life, a part
But the crux and her destiny.
She loved him from a distance
Unsure of how to approach
Scared if he would at all sense
Her interest and turn to reproach.
A man of marvellous integrity,
With blinding radiance he beamed
Full of compassion, joy and humility
Exactly like what she had dreamed.
Day by day, her admiration grew
Her waiting and longing relentless
Of what to say, she had not a clue
Except that her love was endless.
In surrender, she turned to her Creator
One who nurtured her from the start
She made Him of her story, the Author
To help her lead him to her heart.
And so one day, just miraculously,
The man happened to speak to her
Nothing special or extraordinary
But felt something soothing about her.
Within days, he was drawn to her
Surprising himself at the suddenness
But it was their love for their Maker
That made them feel such closeness.
They never knew love could be
So beautiful, pure and complete
And that the taste of painful waiting
Could be so magnificently sweet.
FRUITY RIDE
When I was nine years old
My Grandma taught me Mathematics.
She had cut two pieces of watermelon
in shape of equal circular discs
and convinced me the tricks
of conversion of circular motion
into linear and made me clear.
Circular melon pieces resembled
wheels to be assembled
to make a bi-cycle!
As the wheels to swirl and whirl
bi-cycle to run on straight path
in joy and mirth.
So, I started to complete the construction
in fruity zone.
I cut smaller portion of circular pieces of pine-apple
to use as wheels of chain
attached to two paddles
made from rectangular pieces of apple.
A piece was cut off from pear in shape of seat.
Chain of cycle I made with a garland
of series of strawberries.
Sugar cane sticks were used to form the rods.
So! Pulpy juicy delicious ! Bi-cycle! Marvellous!
offering fantasy ride for any Fruity Fairy.