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April 21 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 1-3
Key Verse – 2Kings 1:16 And he said unto him, Thus saith the LORD, Forasmuch as thou hast sent messengers to enquire of Baalzebub the god of Ekron, is it not because there is no God in Israel to enquire of his word? therefore thou shalt not come down off that bed on which thou art gone up, but shalt surely die.
HEART THAT CLEAVES TO THE LORD AND HIS WORD
Our heart cleaves to the Lord and His Word everyday
With His love of kindness’ ray
Against bitterness so gray
Away from worthless feelings whenever we pray.
Our heart cleaves to the Lord and His Word for our commitment
With His wisdom’s settlement
Against foolishness’ indictment
Away from wavering due to discontentment.
Our heart cleaves to the Lord and His Word along His graciousness
With His goodness’ gentleness
Against secularism’s assertiveness
Away from filthiness and selfishness.
Our heart cleaves to the Lord and His Word despite our frailty
With His supremacy’s sovereignty
Against humanism’s vanity
Away from carnality’s iniquity that brings futility.
Our heart cleaves to the Lord and His Word to uphold our being
With His Scriptures’ truth-saying
Against worldliness’ denying
Away from disobedience that results in grievous crying.
Our heart cleaves to the Lord and His Word midst corruption
With His salvation’s assurance and protection
Against transgressions’ destruction
Away from guilt’s oppression and persecution.
Our heart cleaves to the Lord and His Word by His leadership
With His authority’ steadfastness that offers His partnership
Against deception of pride, but toward servanthood’s stewardship
Away from vanity so that we can enjoy sincere worship.
April 21, 2026
Witch’s Story
You were evilest of the evil
Controlling earth, wind, fire and water
Your kind persecuted young children
And brought virtuous men into sin
You were hunted by good men
Tried on the filmiest of evidence
And burned surrounded by jeers and drinking
But times have changed ever so slowly
Your kind still exists
Gone are the stereotypes of so long ago
You are no longer feared or hated
You still belong to nature
And you teach others of your beliefs
Wicca is a miracle in itself
Surviving persecution and death
It became a symbol of love, faith and peace
And you are proud to be a witch
November 9 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on John 13-14
Key Verse – John 13:13 Ye call me Master and Lord: and ye say well; for so I am.
FAITH IN GOD WHO IS OUR MASTER AND LORD
God is our Master and Lord Who loves us as His very own indeed…
With His compassion along His sovereign deed
As He grants us everlasting life we truly need
Through our faith in His sacrifice upon Scriptures’ creed.
God is our Master and Lord Who shows us as His example so great…
With His servanthood of superlative and excellent rate
As He directs us toward ministry opportunities, never late
Through our faith of performance while for His coming, we await.
God is our Master and Lord Who wants our sincere worship…
With His truth along His leadership in our stewardship
As He instructs us by His Word for ministry-partnership
Through our faith in His Scriptures in our discipleship.
God is our Master and Lord Who teaches us, His believers…
With His precepts so we can overcome evil deceivers
As He illumines us to become His divine reprovers
Through our faith in His assurance, being His Biblical cleavers.
God is our Master and Lord Who keeps us in His grace…
With His presence midst the Holy Spirit of wondrous ways
As He inspires us to run victoriously along the Christian race
Through our faith in His triumph while we give Him praise.
God is our Master and Lord Who commands us to abide in His will…
With His power while in His care we keep quietly still
As He enables us to soar upward service-hill
Through our faith in His promises which He does fulfill.
God is our Master and Lord Who comforts us midst persecution…
With His peace despite attacking affliction
As He forgives us of sin we confess for our sanctification
Through our faith in His omnipotence toward our transformation.
November 9, 2025
Our Father God loves us so much He sent His only begotten Son
to guide us, to comfort until our time on earth was done
Jesus the Christ our Brother of whom our Father God was very pleased
He was a beloved son but His life was not a breeze
His greatest claim was that He knew how much by our Father God He was loved
thus He led an authentic life in preparation for His place up above
At the core of our being some of us are truly unaware
of who we are?, why we are here? and if anybody cares
we've allowed our existence to be determined by what the media and society dictates
we don't believe we are loved by God and thus we're weak in our faith
we need to believe that we are loved unconditionally by Father God
for we are His beloved children, the children of His heart
God told us to have no fear and that He would always be right there
He told us He would never leave us nor of us would He forsake
He told us to trust in Him and to hold on to our faith
We shouldn't trust in worldly things that can't give us comfort nor care
we can only trust in the Spirit of the Lord which is everywhere
unconditional, unlimited is God's love, mercy and grace
remember all the blessings in our lives He has placed
we are the beloved, beloved by the Lord Christ
we are the beloved for the rest of our lives
We need to let the presence of the Holy Spirit which dwells within
perfect in us authentic lives that are free from sin
for us to be like Jesus there will be some tribulation
some pain, some strife, some struggle and some frustration
for us to be like Jesus we will suffer persecution
we need to learn to pray on it and let God form the conclusion
for us to be like Jesus some blood and tears may be shed
we need to trust in God and by the Spirit now be led
to let the Resurrection Power in us now be found
to let the Power of the Blood lift us up to higher ground
we are the beloved wholly, sure and true
we are the beloved in a way we never knew
He formed us in His image and gave us the breath of life
He gave us love, sound minds and our Savior Jesus the Christ
He's made us many promises and gave us many commands
He's open many doors for us and to us stretched out His hands
Abba Our Father, Our God from the heavens above
we are His children and like Jesus we are the beloved
March 5 Scripture Meditations Based on 2Samuel 5-8
Key Verse – 2Samuel 7:11 And as since the time that I commanded judges to be over my people Israel, and have caused thee to rest from all thine enemies…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR CAUSING ME TO REST
Thank You for causing me to rest in Your peacefulness
When I’m overwhelmed with pressures’ heaviness
And filled by vexations’ irritableness---
I need Your presence of divine blissfulness.
Thank You for causing me to rest in Your instruction
When I’m gripped with persecution
And attacked by temptation---
I need Your deliverance of saving restoration.
Thank You for causing me to rest in Your authority
When I’m confused with doubts as well as falsity
And troubled by uncertainty---
I need Your assurance of steadfast security.
Thank You for causing me to rest in Your might
When I’m debilitated with sickness’ blight
And weakened by sin’s infectious bite---
I need Your touch of healing right.
Thank You for causing me to rest in Your comfort
When I’m saddened with vain results in my effort
And depressed by jeer instead of cheer consort---
I need Your compassion of caring resort.
Thank You for causing me to rest in Your merriment
When I’m humiliated with hypocrisy’s discontentment
And abased by self-glorification’s entanglement---
I need Your pardon of joyful fulfillment.
March 5, 2022
There is torment who tells you nothing except that you are worthy of the devil's persecution,
Elocution might disarm it, but in the beginning it haunts you until you turn to some comfort,
Some illicit comfort that convinces you the pain was a dream and not a nightmare,
In the recesses of stillness and the rest that eludes us, there is a torment that knows us by name,
And hat4es us just the same,
But in the end,
A man who is the first and the last,
Knows a way out,
Find him, grab his garment and let go for absolutely nothing,
Least of all that itch that begs you to scratch it,
And start the game anew,
God love you,
Hold onto Jesus,
And be free.
You were empowered by striving
for an ideal nature potential to another,
more intuitive, your inspired psyche.
A dualistic inner child.
A sister if you will,
or brother, of conscience.
The fragile critic of your ego
twinning being and discovery
wicker work woven into identity.
Jungian campfire archetypes
and coastal forest epiphany.
Dawns chorus, dew walkers
wise dumb, and moon guided.
Myth whisperers and sacred smoke diviners.
You have become one with the tribe of
Anthropologically informed Atheists.
Book readers and thought provocateurs,
engaged by the zeitgeist.
You don't want to play at the game?
You seek no comfort in their death cult.
For you the apocalypse is a shattered dream.
Reflecting their allegiance to delusional rapture,
while clutching self-fulfilling lists of disasters.
You are a threat to their device.
Enraging them by your very existence,
by networks of increasing number and influence.
An abuse they contend is their God's given to prevent.
Yet you persist? Offering humanitarian precepts
as the alternative for generations of:
genocide, war, and thought persecution.
Rebel defiance enforcing struggle and community.
Breaking through the concrete of their institutions.
Seeded in cracks of commitment and enlightenment.
Poet's words swept by love and dissent
across vast tracks of sterile pavement.
Exile prophet, seer of Patmos,
peering through a time yet future,
saw your rising, not from waters,
but from the bowels of the earth.
Lamb-like beast adorned with two horns,
destined by God’s grace for greatness.
Chosen while not yet a nation,
to be His servant in the world.
As the world’s Dark Age was ending,
you were rising like a beacon.
Luring Christians who were fleeing,
persecution in other lands.
On your shores, they built a nation,
on the bedrock of God’s laws.
Civil and religious freedom,
were the hallmarks of their compact.
Relying on God’s providence,
This nation rose to prominence.
Defying history’s outsized odds
She survived, grew, prospered, and thrived.
Though flawed, she proudly honored God,
opposing godless philosophies.
Her newspapers and magazines
were genial to her Christian views.
The children in her schools were taught,
the principles of Holy Writ.
The virtues that made humans good
were woven in her warp and woof.
The secret of her greatness was
the goodness of her principles.
Her founders warned of her decline
if she to evil would incline.
Then like a soul bewitched and cursed,
she started down a slippery slope.
This nation turned her back on God,
despised the good, lauded the bad.
The seeds she sowed have produced trees,
whose evil fruits have ripened fast.
The baleful results of the crop,
has led to her colossal drop.
The vacuum left by ousting God,
has now been filled by man-made gods.
The Baals, Venus, Ashtoreth,
and sundry gods now rule her land.
Consumed by materialism,
obsessed with sex, drunk with pleasure,
ruled by passion, confused, debauched,
her subjects worship at their shrines.
Life is not valued anymore,
mass killings are so commonplace.
The substances used for pleasure,
destroy and kill instead of thrill.
The tales of civilizations past,
predict the future that awaits,
to greet a nation that was great,
but who became an apostate
What is my hope in this life?
Without You, under the skies, there’s only hell.
To You, O Lord, I beg and sigh!
Rejections, taunts, helplessness, all kinds of strife,
People, homes, values, all things in peril,
What is my hope in this life?
You expose my heart to tempests; I cry
In deep anguish, I beseech and kneel -
To You, O Lord, I beg and sigh!
Stir my heart to seek You; let not my spirit dry,
For with your absence in this tough duel -
What is my hope in this life?
My little mind cannot equal your wisdom so high,
Amid confusion I am a wondering, wandering fool,
To You, O Lord, I beg and sigh!
Helping grace and love you will abundantly supply;
Under the heavens - will be glory eternal.
What is my hope in this life -
To You, O Lord, I beg and sigh!
6/17/14
**Inspiration from Romans 8:35-39 "...Nothing can separate us from the Love
of God..."
This poem is offered to the people of Iraq ( the Yazidis and other minorities)
going through persecution. Let us pray that they may have the strength to
face all the adversities confronting them as God envelops them with His
immense love and mercy.
Governments and Medias indifferent to the violence
Genocide was the price of the worlds silence
The CCP’s slaughter is demonic and sly
The persecution of Dafa, is a historic sigh
New Tang Dynasty's “Divine Performing Arts”
Will restore China's culture and the human heart
2006 Shen Yun was revered worldwide
Except by the CCP, their intentions couldn’t hide
“The sound of hope” awakens people one by one
Zemin and his minions will reap retribution
Crimes against humanity, torture and genocide
Two decades of karma the evil specter can’t hide
January 2020 exposed pivotal deceit
The ccp virus from Wuhan warrants defeat
A global pandemic heavy with Demise
The world cried in horror as the evil lied
Reflection is a seed that humans need
To discern what is real or twisted indeed
Free will to choose what is truth is a sign
A golden thread of hope from the divine
Globally Falun Dafa is honored and recognized
Master Li had many nominations for the Nobel Peace Prize
But these things are just the surface of the profound
The principles of Falun Dafa will amaze and astound
The Great Law will rectify the old with the new
The future is bright as the truth purifies through
Practitioners stand solid, through Cultivation to the end
Assimilating to the Fa, for the Great Law will mend
Truth, compassion and forbearance will shine
In the heart of those who are good and kind
A gift to humanity made avail
Precious Falun Dafa will prevail