Long Notwithstanding Poems
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It's not without reason for high and low tides.
240,000 miles away, the moon and seas conspire.
Each of them has a mission to which they've been assigned.
It would be a chaotic world if they stepped out of line.
And I can't imagine how we the world would be realigned.
There is total beauty in the way we have been designed.
Inside and invisible is where we reside.
It's a given, and we never had to decide;
Leaving no room for boasting; no need for pride.
Inside may be our 'divine space', but our mission is outside.
We are alive to take our place, or we may choose to hide.
But fulfilling our life's purpose is the thing that really satisfies.
Something or someone has told us to remain inside or to step aside.
We may think we are the weakest link, but we are better than we realize.
Notwithstanding, we must not abide or listen to any who chooses to criticize.
We were not created here for the ride, but made for more; born to thrive.
And as we tune in to God's frequencies, we witness the unveiling of our meaning and our mission, and discover 'the what, the how, and the why'.
050722PS
Over upon an oasis where the cool wind blew
Bejeweled and as precious as the morning dew
Just as the pale light of the rising sun renew
Emblazoning as the day more beautiful grew
Could then the gods of yore, oh, rise up anew
To set this world right sadly gone askew.
I am a hapless wandering soul
Meandering along out of control
Pausing nowhere for some lofty goal
Eternally seeking my God-given role
Rejoicing for the gift of life as a whole.
Mourning the day I’ll give up this race
Assured, I can finally rest some place
Nigh Lord’s grand design and grace
Eternally holding my soul face to face
Notwithstanding all my shortcomings
Captivatingly idyllic with natural things
Empowered by the divine king of kings.
~Form: Rhyming Acrostic
~Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
“The human voice can never reach the distance that is covered by the still small voice of conscience". Mahatma Gandhi
“Cowardice asks the question, 'Is it safe?' Expediency asks the question, 'Is it politic?' Vanity asks the question, 'Is it popular?' But, conscience asks the question, 'Is it right?' Martin Luther King Jr.
Veins are designed for the free flow
Of blood through our bodies, and
If there are no barriers or blockages
Clogging up the pathway to and from the heart,
Every part of our bodies should thrive and live.
Obstacles can hinder blood-flow like fear blinds the conscience.
For this reason, we must allow for the free flow of the voice of
Conscience, because it is one of the ways God chooses to speak to us.
Opposing voices will surely rise to extinguish the flames of our conviction.
Notwithstanding, like a river of life, that voice must be strong and resonate.
Silence, after hearing the voice of conscience, is no longer an option.
Consequently, we should dare to listen and heed the voice of conscience.
Indifference and hate, its arch-enemies, must be courageously resisted.
Examples of Gandhi and King are inspirations for igniting major change.
Nations are born and communities thrive as mortals listen to their conscience.
Civilizations rise as good people bravely follow the dictates of their heart.
Everyone wins when children of conscience, arise and defeat tyrants.
053021PS
I was born in a world ruled by emperors and organized power.
I was Armed with a spirit of combat and weapons of warfare.
Resistance to the death led me to be captured and imprisoned.
There was one, Jesus, whom I had heard about but had no use
for him. Notwithstanding, here we were, accused criminals of capital
offenses. Authorities of the Jews preferred my release and not Jesus'.
We both were revolutionaries, but our methods were different.
His was a revolutionary plan based on love. Mine was a plan of
revolution to defeat the Romans by any means necessary. I sought
to destroy a system made by men of greed and power. He sought
to save all people from their sins. My crimes were against the kingdom
of Ceasar. Technically, his crimes were against the kingdom of Satan.
Before my arrest, I was very busy seeking to overthrow the
Romans, but not so busy that I was never aware of the ministry
of Jesus as he went about doing good. It never occurred to me that
we would meet, but here we were at the crossroads of our lives.
There were no words spoken between us, but I heard life-changing
words penetrating the very core of my soul.
So, as I freely walked away from my prison chains, I stared at
Jesus and wondered which of us was really free. Every fiber of my
being was wrapped in confusion and filled with questions, and I was
forced to deal with his claims of Deity.
Moreover, I was pardoned and released by a mob. Jesus was condemned
by a kangaroo court and crucified. I was released to fight again. Jesus
was crucified so that all mankind might be able to live forever.
032124PS
It is beyond my apprehension when I think of you
I know you are illegitimate but I thought you could draw too
The bondage between mother and child will never ever be broken
Listen well my son to the few words I have just spoken
Illiteracy it’s not your fault, your mother ever married
There is no stigmata attached to that these days.
It’s a pity that there were so many with whom she tarried
And that resulted in the parting of the waves.
I am circumcised in my dealings with the courts
To apply for custardy of you my son
As my introspective knowledge of law is poor
And my currant situation for Alamo in not yet won
And as for housing there is only a floor
But you will come live in harmonica with me
And we can grow to love each other you will see
Notwithstanding all that has past us before
Enter my arms my son be fearless no more.
© GG 18/06/2013
Contest Entry.
Verily gracious* You are, my God and Lord…
Your long suffering to me I cannot fathom
…notwithstanding my service
…that’s unacceptable and sometimes selfishness-driven
You correct my prayerlessness-failure
and chastise me of my vanity cravings…
…for me to reach Your holy standards
making my stewardship fruitfully effective
and ministerial deeds compassionately-wrought.
Such I can’t repay, and never will;
thus, let me live for You, by Your might
as Your Spirit empowers my faith.
*Psalm 103:8 The LORD is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy.
June 13, 2019
I remember being taught in High School that we
all have human rights, some of which are civil rights
protected by The U. S. Constitution as well as many rights
endowed by God. We were also taught that 'my rights end
where the next person's rights begin. Mixed in and permeating
the entire subject matter of human relations was what was known
as the Golden Rule. This Golden Rule came directly from the mouth of
Christ himself. Namely, do unto others as you would have them do to you.*
Human rights as implemented by The United Nations extend beyond
national borders and are subject to be enforced by international law.
Some nations who publicly back 'human rights' are the worst violators
within their own borders and have no intention of enforcing human rights if such rights conflict with their own national or international agenda.
Notwithstanding, if there were no governmental principles and policies, this world would be an ever-flowing holocaust, a 'hell on earth' with every man for himself.
120421PS *Matthew 7:12
What has no hands but grip
Tight and squeezes out your courage?
What whispers warnings in your Ear and makes you lose all sanity?
What has no fangs yet bites down Hard and causes bravery to bleed?
What has no from yet invades your dreams at night and Bombards your sleep?
What cannot feel anything yet never stop to reap?
What tells you it cannot be done yet can’t bear any burden?
What catches you throughout your life notwithstanding its delicate trap?
What keeps you on your knees and faith, prisoner, victim, slave?
What only squeezes it scold grip moments before the grave?
What wastes a life and feels remorse, anguish, grief, and concern?
What suppresses your desire all life long, then makes you long for more?
What has no blade yet does kill you and consumes you in your hallucinations that’s just your dismay?
From distance far she came;
From California she drove;
Notwithstanding the pain.
About halfway here, she stopped in
South Dakota, picking up a family of
special friends. Together they braved the
stormy weather; wind, rain, big rigs and
low visibility, driving till they nearly dropped.
It was to see us, they came,
with a love so deep and pure.
We felt so honored and respected.
Oh, what a reunion there was when
they arrived with so much love to give.
Like a fresh feel of heaven on earth.
What more can mortal ones ask?
Smiles and laughter, prayers and shares.
Fun and games, abundance of foods.
Coffee and water; no wine or other spirits;
But songs in hearts so filled with The Holy Spirit.
We spent some 60 plus blissful hours together.
They came to visit at the end of May;
But it felt like the month of September.
Not the climate, but my heart's emotions;
The feel of something that should not end.
Yes, they and their visit, were like September;
Like an Autumn breeze before a Winter freeze.
Yes, September is a threshold, a living bridge,
Ushering me from and through seasons of
Pleasantries into a Winter season of cold.
Time moves rapidly when you are having fun.
Saying "Hi" is always better than saying goodbye.
We took pictures, kissed and hugged tightly.
Watery eyes were spotted throughout our time
together; and special tears fell and flowed as
they s l o w l y, s l o w l y walked to the car.
Coming is always sweet; leaving, not so much.
What more can you say when there is no other
way? When emotions are stretched to the max
and you cannot stay? What more can you do?
I guess, as best you can, with a heart filled
with tears, 'You Just walk Away'.
I know of a very good-sounding song.
I heard it first when I was very young.
Its theme reminds me of a lovely nursery
rhyme. It speaks of and longs for peace, harmony,
and togetherness. The song and the musical group
are without a doubt among the world's best. But I
disagree with what it advocates in the lyrics of the
song. Surely, we all would love to see unity from sea
to shining sea. However, I unequivocally oppose the
price it is willing to pay for the cause of peace, harmony,
and tranquility.
I am a boomer and grew up in the troubling
sixties. I do understand what I assume to be
the dream and intended purpose of the song.
I'm not sure if the producers and singers
believe every word. Notwithstanding, it's a
great tool to spread a message. The message
is clear, and they have no fear.
There is nothing to interpret or explain. They say,
"Imagine". It seems that every line is clear and
plain. They have great imagination, but it appears
to take them in a direction that leads away FROM God.
I also have imagination, but it leads me TO God.
I cannot imagine that there is no heaven.
I have anticipated heaven all of my life.
Unlike them, I CAN NOT imagine there's no God.
I have invited Him to dwell in my heart and mind.
But like them, I CAN imagine no organized religion.
That is to say, a religion of man-centeredness. I
CAN NOT imagine there is no hell either. I really wish
there was no hell, but wishing won't dismiss reality.
I CAN NOT imagine having no possessions because I work
hard for them. Neither can I imagine no countries, because
I believe in borders and the sovereignty of nations.
There is so much more to be imagined in that beautiful song.
We say that beauty is only skin deep, and for this song, I
would agree. For my ears, the beauty stops on the surface.
For the sake of beauty, I wish that it was not so. For the
cause of peace, I wish that I could join them, but wishing
does not erase reality. I have always declined the invitation.
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