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Premium Member FAITH IN GOD WHO KEEPS US IN HIS LORDSHIP

May 14 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 2Chronicles 13-17

Key Verse – 2Chronicles 13:10 But as for us, the LORD is our God, and we have not forsaken him; and the priests, which minister unto the LORD, are the sons of Aaron, and the Levites wait upon their business.
	
FAITH IN GOD WHO KEEPS US IN HIS LORDSHIP	

God keeps us in His lordship midst suffering 
As He eases our souls from complaint-stirring  
So we can spend our days by faith toward divine desiring
While serving Him through His revival-firing. 

God keeps us in His lordship midst sorrows 
As He subdues our bitterness and woes  
So we can face courageously by faith our tomorrows
While trusting Him, overcoming vanity-arrows. 

God keeps us in His lordship midst unprofitability 
As He reproves our fruitlessness due to iniquity  
So we can strive by faith for spiritual prosperity
While thanking Him for smiting our futility. 

God keeps us in His lordship midst gloominess 
As He pardons our confessed sins with His forgiveness  
So we can come by faith to His throne of graciousness
While praying to Him with humbleness. 

God keeps us in His lordship midst hard training 
As He orders our steps toward Biblical winning  
So we can stay in His will for our attitude-refining
While obeying Him through His strengthening. 

God keeps us in His lordship midst worldly violence 
As He drives our courage from destructive turbulence  
So we can surmount by faith doubts of afflicting prevalence
While following Him, magnifying His name’s excellence. 

God keeps us in His lordship midst hardship 
As He upholds our commitment in His fellowship  
So we can stay sanctified by faith for holy worship
While exalting Him, submitting to His fellowship.

May 14, 2025
Form: Quatrain


Why Worry

Worry, has it's place in life,
with fear, your plans, 
how to survive,

why worry.
worry see's the future risk,
your car is broken how to fix
your plan to overcome, 

you think about the problem,
sometimes with thoughts severe, 
looking for solutions,
your mind goes round and round,

why worry,
worry builds the plans and schemes,
your problem fighting memory,
the path to overcome,

why worry,
sometimes my friend,we have to think, 
about our fears and woes, 
our problem solving memory, on how to overcome

granted we can think to much,
and worry over future fears,
that never will be found,
we can, drive ourselves in battles,

creating pain unseen,
the fear provoking anger,
that never should be seen,
worry can be friend and foe,

and should be tempered, 
way down low,
a friend when grasping new ideas,
a foe creating stupid fears,

worry can create the fear,
destroying your sweet future dear,
the fear of losing someone loved,
can have you treat them badly shoved,

your fear creating goblins,
in truth were never there,
your fear that they might play around,
create's your worry fear,

the fear create's your yelling face,
and drive's your love, from your embrace,
why worry,
a friend when grasping new ideas,

and overcoming problems, dear,
a foe creating stupid fears,
why worry,
the future's up to you.
Form: Rhyme

Bhanu Singher Padaboli

Eight (gahan kusum kunja majhe)

O'er the Eden grief, solitary floral, she. myriad, myrtle
a soft croon of oblivion, the harp of the wind, weaverbird humming thistle
Overcoming the fear, verses as they weave beyond subtle murmur
Soulmate, a windcatcher, come along, fly on, o fly on!
The sky blue innocence a morn and my morning dew
the heart song a love blossoming in the river song, unsung
The bright eyes and the rest with the fallen tranquil, endeared a dear gaze
Hold the step and come along the greenery, my first try, dwell in togetherness
the thistle sundried, bless the time, fragrance and abundance plethora
the pleasure of sound, the warmth, they weave unsung
the moonlit eve pouring elixir 
the promise of a morning song, along in the long
the color stroke in diva, they sprung, one by one
in million, and more, unsung beyond the troubadour charm 
an Esperanza and solitary she in company of trochaic along
Jasemine blossoming in hue a morn, dear born! Sing along
Lo and behold my reverie, my seasoned soy
the churned delight of the sunlit zeal
a sweetened cuddle as the moonlit innocence
warner is she, transitory as she sang and wills on unison
Come along the oblivious morn, a song a lull, a hymn croon
we will sing and the song wills on whence the sculptor time
the foothill and a tear and smile
the anonymity of a penname, so shall they bond, beyond!

Bhanu Singher padaboli
Eight (gahan kusum kunja majhe)

Premium Member A LITTLE MORE LIKE THE BIRDS

We are accustomed to a variety birds who, after we fill our feeders, find a way
to fly up, perch a while and have a snack or two every day.

It’s usually the same birds each day with quiet smiles we greet 
but recently a Rose-breasted grosbeak happened by for a bite to eat.

We realized when it came to our visitors 
he was a different bird from all the rest
by the bright red triangle like a Superman emblem emblazoned on his chest.

He visited the feeder off and on…overcoming his initial instinctive fear
then brought along his son or daughter…when he knew the coast was clear.

What we witnessed next was one of the beauties of nature…
a beauty that’s second to none…
when that rose-breasted grosbeak took seeds from our feeder
and fed them to his son…

Or daughter…it’s difficult to tell since I’m not an ornithologist.
but son or daughter this is one moment we wouldn’t have wanted to miss.

Because as we watched the father feed his fledgling…
as they performed this beautiful gastronomic ballet…
we were reminded of the circle of life and the important part that parents play.

How all parents want to keep their offspring safe…are tryin to do their best
whether it’s a human being like me…or a bird with a red triangle on its chest.

How all parents should be feeding, housing, protecting and celebrating
the little ones whose lives they all had a big part in creating.

As I look around at what we humans are doing to one another…
with our wars, our prejudices…our abusive and hateful words….
I sometimes wish we were less like humans…
and a little more like the birds.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Never Lost


The palms whistled in the wind, as waves rolled onto shore
The path of moonlight shimmered, we wanted nothing more
We laughed as we dodged the moving water on the sand
Engaging smiles in the night, as you gently held my hand
We were free as each flying seagull, not missing a beat
We held each other in darkness, overcoming daylight heat
Then you reached down, picked up a seashell just for me
You looked at me and told me to hold it from this memory
        -  I knew this was more than anything could cost - 
              -  For this love to eternity will never be lost - 

Heidi Sands

2/21/24

(C)opyright
Form: Rhyme


Real Love Only

accompanying playing living 
                                talking indeed with expressing words 
                                     if only in words unspoken may be
                             touches mind first positively or negatively

                                   if liking rests upon the words of choice
                        interest paves the ways accordingly with such strength
                                 gradually enter into the deep of that mind 
                    after some time or days wave starts in the sight of loving mind

                                 Unknowingly likings overflow into the mind
                                  at the next step waiting heart is touched
                           in the same way after overcoming the lovely heart
                                  reaches the abode of Soul..... real love only.....................
Form: Verse

Premium Member HEART THAT SUBMITS TO THE LORD AND HIS PURPOSE

August 2 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 23-27

Key Verse – Isaiah 23:9 The LORD of hosts hath purposed it, to stain the pride of all glory, and to bring into contempt all the honourable of the earth.

HEART THAT SUBMITS TO THE LORD AND HIS PURPOSE

Our heart submits to the Lord and His purpose toward our restoration
For our soul-health’s fortification
To withstand debilitating condition
In facing challenging opposition.

Our heart submits to the Lord and His purpose toward our cleansing
For our sin-wounds’ dressing
To flee from attacking transgressing
In overcoming devouring evil’s oppressing.

Our heart submits to the Lord and His purpose toward our holiness
For our iniquity-bruises’ cure-fullness
To conquer alluring temptation-heaviness
In abiding within His transforming righteousness.

Our heart submits to the Lord and His purpose toward our encouragement
For our faith-wellness’ empowerment
To win against frustrating engagement 
In accepting correcting chastisement.

Our heart submits to the Lord and His purpose toward our comfort
For our sorrow-travail’s gladness-resort
To fight vexing mourning retort
In moving on against lamenting report.

Our heart submits to the Lord and His purpose toward our care
For our heart-mirth’s welfare
To enjoy satisfying compassion-share
In fulfilling marching mandate-dare.

Our heart submits to the Lord and His purpose toward our peace-sufficiency
For our spirit-revival’s fervency
To serve with upholding stewardship-efficiency
In continuing with His abounding mercy.

August 2, 2026

Premium Member HEART THAT WAITS FOR GOD TO COME INTO OUR CAMP

March 28 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on 1Samuel 4-8

Key Verse – 1Samuel 4:7 And the Philistines were afraid, for they said, God is come into the camp. And they said, Woe unto us! for there hath not been such a thing heretofore.

HEART THAT WAITS FOR GOD TO COME INTO OUR CAMP

Our heart waits for God to come into our camp through His instruction
Despite our frailty that is prone to committing transgression and bad reaction---
Only He can help us to be obedient with grateful devotion
For us to do our part and Christian’s role-function.

Our heart waits for God to come into our camp through His commandment
Despite our inability that falls short of His requirement---
Only He can help us to be faithful in our ministry involvement
For us to practice earnest commitment.

Our heart waits for God to come into our camp through His sovereignty
Despite our weakness that shows our incapacity---
Only He can help us to be submissive with sincerity
For us to follow His direction’s certainty.

Our heart waits for God to come into our camp through His leadership
Despite our stubbornness that ruins work’s partnership---
Only He can help us to be yielded to Him in our worship as well fellowship
For us to enjoy privileges of stewardship and discipleship.

Our heart waits for God to come into our camp through His goodness
Despite our infirmity that hinders our faithfulness---
Only He can help us to be dependent on His kindness
For us to continue in His work with earnestness.

Our heart waits for God to come into our camp through His grace
Despite our iniquities that hamper progress of our Christian race---
Only He can help us to be repentant from sinfulness of pride-trace
For us to serve Him well along His truth’s brace.

Our heart waits for God to come into our camp through His courage
Despite our fears that obstruct our focus we cannot manage---
Only He can help us to be prayerful toward heavenly advantage
For us to abide in Him always, overcoming carnal damage.

March 28, 2026

Premium Member Quandary

Midst quandary in choosing what is best
     Among varied alternatives offered  
          My soul seeks God, Author and the Source of light
               Toward optimum functional pursuits.

     Perplexed with guilt causing unrest of heart 
          Condemning me to languish in failure
               I beseech the Saviour for His mercy
                    Toward another start with renewed peace. 				
			
          Overcoming confusion woes and doubts 
               My faith clings to the Lord Who illumines
                    Anchored upon His immutable truth
                         Toward steadfast commitment, smiting doubt.

Toward triumph against dilemma’s pain
I thank Christ for stewardship’s wisdom* gain.

*James 1:5  If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.

September 29, 2021

Modified quatorzain with blank verse and couplet
2nd place, " 'Q' Contest, NEW ONLY"
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 10/4/2021.

Premium Member Another Way

I once dreamed of being a carpenter…but I don’t want to be a carpenter anymore…
Who knew there is only one right way that you can hang a door!

I dreamed of being an electrician but from that career I would quickly tire….
Who knew if you simply get your wires crossed it can easily cause a fire!

I dreamed of being a plumber but plumbing is much harder than you think
Who knew you had to be a contortionist to fit under a sink!

So I became a teacher and  I taught ’til I was old and grey.
In teaching there are no absolutes…if something doesn’t work…
you find another way.

If my students were having difficulty learning…it wasn’t an option to adjourn.
It was up to me to help them find another way…another way to learn.

If they continued having trouble…if what I was doing still didn’t reach them.
It was up to me to find another way…another way to teach them.

It’s ironic when you think about it…for me as a teacher at the end of every day
It was my students who would teach me…to find another way.

Another way of thinking…another way of viewing life
Another way of overcoming obstacles, 
overcoming heartaches, pain and strife.

Which is why I still have hope our country will survive this latest crisis…
even though things look bad today….
I have hope that people can put aside their hatred…
and find another way.

Another way of thinking
Another way to make their anger and enmity cease…
Another way to live together…
Another way to harmony and peace.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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