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Oh, soul, are you tired
midst struggles over guilt?
sin-sick, tortured with past regrets…
imprisoned inside gloom of frustration
mocked by oppressive hypocrisy’s arrogance?
Be of good cheer!!!
God is compassionate … offering His love
…supreme kindness that brings pardon to confessed iniquities
marvelous forgiveness granting genuine joy
yes, joy that anchors strength---
Trust Him:
bask in His blessed bliss
packed with redemption assurance
sealed upon eternal life’s settlement
toward heavenly race; verily triumphant!
Oh, heart, are you weary
enduring while persevering to wait?
impatient along restlessness’ anguish…
discontented against satisfaction bouts
as covetousness and jealousy persist to prevail?
Be comforted!!!
The Lord is gracious … reaching out by His mercy
… sublime pity of sufficiency-fullness to vanquish greed’s attacks
enabling fiery revival bursting with exuberance glow
for praise-propped worshipful gratefulness---
Cling to Him:
be propelled by His omnipotence
keep praying, finding pleasure in His fellowship
exercising faith that fortifies reaching-out gladness
while generously sharing the precious salvation-joy of the Lord*!
*Nehemiah 8:10 Then he said unto them, Go your way, eat the fat, and drink the sweet, and send portions unto them for whom nothing is prepared: for this day is holy unto our Lord: neither be ye sorry; for the joy of the LORD is your strength.
September 14, 2020
3rd place, "Joy of the Lord" Premier Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 9/21/2020.
December 15 Scripture Meditations Based on 2John
Key Verse – 2John 1:8 Look to yourselves, that we lose not those things which we have wrought, but that we receive a full reward.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR PROMISING ME REWARD THAT’S FULL
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your grace
Indeed free from corruption-trace
So abounding along Christian’s patient race
To strengthen my faith through biblical brace.
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your peace
Indeed far from sin-caused disease
So refreshing against trial’s crease
To soothe my soul with divine serene grease.
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your mercy
Indeed emptied from wrath-deficiency
So overflowing midst sorrows’ persistency
To exhort my heart midst encouraging fervency.
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your blessing
Indeed packed from poverty-cursing
So nurturing by eternity’s pressing
To nourish my spirituality with wisdom nursing.
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your victory
Indeed triumphant from disobedience-fury
So upholding despite transgressions’ misery
To uplift my commitment toward heavenly territory.
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your delight
Indeed pure from grief-blight
So persevering upon joyfulness’ might
To cheer up my devotion along prayerful meditation insight.
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your satisfaction
Indeed bountiful from discontentment-reaction
So rejuvenating by faithfulness’ fortification
To revive my service fire with love-fueled motivation.
December 15, 2022
My home is not made of spacecraft.
My heart is not made of fear.
My soul is not made of isolation.
No, my home is a resilient capsule that no one can breach.
I am there whenever I am weightless.
I am there whenever I am problem-solving.
I will be there whenever I return.
Yes, you can enter.
But first repeat after me:
My heart is not made of fear.
My soul is not made of isolation.
My home is not made of mission control.
My heart is not made of steel.
My soul is not made of duty.
No, my home is a boundless orbit that no one can contain.
I am there whenever I am adapting.
I am there whenever I am repairing.
I am there whenever I am observing.
Yes, you can enter.
But first repeat after me:
My heart is not made of steel.
My soul is not made of duty.
My home is not made of Earth.
My heart is not made of gravity.
My soul is not made of limitation.
No, my home is a celestial journey that no one can diminish.
I am there whenever I am floating.
I am there whenever I am persevering.
I am there whenever I am discovering.
Yes, you can enter.
But first repeat after me:
My heart is not made of gravity.
My soul is not made of limitation.
My home is not made of splashdown.
My heart is not made of triumph.
My soul is not made of completion.
No, my home is an eternal exploration that no one can halt.
I am there whenever I am resilient.
I am there whenever I am courageous.
I am there whenever I am transcending.
Yes, you can enter.
But first repeat after me:
My heart is not made of triumph.
My soul is not made of completion
(Sunita Williams Homecoming on March 19, 2025)
Know the stakes before the show.
Risk all; let it go!
Courageously make that climb
Bring your Spark in time.
Life is much more than a walk,
A picnic or a jog in the park
There's a Duty-Call from Above.
It's simply just to fall-in-love
With Truth, life and to trust.
It's The Essence; the core to the crust
"But I don't understand!" you say
"What would be the cost to pay?"
With just a glimpse of happiness in you
Authenticity: be faithful and true,
Like fireworks bursting in air
Reveals The Essence: That we care!
Life and changes are hard.
But Fight regrets and fear retard.
Be on an expert and responsible team
Persevering, sharing God's dream
Like a child inquisitive,
Learning, initiating and sensitive.
The Essence is also like a mother
Jumping up to help another,
Being sweet, kind and genuinely YOU,
Making others better too,
Bringing out the Best, no doubt
With no time to "chicken-out"!
So, live in the Essence
By your heart, in every sense,
Sophisticated, elaborate and extravagant!
Covering over us God's Love is bent.
You will see a new and better plan,
If only to be still and listen, you can?
Who seeks the truth with a curious gaze?
A child's bright eyes pierce the shadowed maze.
The scholar's relentless, tireless quest,
Unveiling mysteries, putting doubt to the test.
The artist's keen eye, a story untold,
In the mundane, beauty's secrets unfold.
What ignites the flame, the burning desire?
The question that sparks, setting knowledge afire.
The fuel for discovery, the engine's strong roar,
Unlocking the mysteries we yearn to explore.
The thread of inquiry, a path yet unseen,
Unraveling secrets, where truth has been keen.
When does the "why" awaken, a whisper so bright?
At dawn's first awakening, pushing back the night.
Faced with the unknown, a puzzle unsolved,
A yearning for understanding, a story evolved.
In confusion's tangle, a knot we unwind,
Seeking clarity, answers we wish to find.
Where does the classroom nurture curiosity's fire?
Where minds ignite and questionings transpire.
In the lab's sterile cradle, experiments unfold,
"Whys" and "hows" whispered, stories bravely told.
From the ocean's deep depths to the vastness of space,
Mysteries beckon, a curious embrace.
Why quench the thirst for knowledge so deep?
Secrets unveiled, promises we keep.
To grasp the vast universe, its wonder and plight,
Unraveling darkness, seeking the guiding light.
Building on knowledge, a legacy passed,
Connecting the dots, erasing shadows at last.
How do we frame the question, the path we may tread?
With a furrowed brow, a spirit never misled.
Relentless pursuit, a heart that won't quit,
Persevering until the answer is lit.
With a heart full of wonder, and a willingness true,
Unlocking the secrets, lessons learned anew.
So let us keep questioning, with passion and might,
For in the pursuit, knowledge shines ever bright.
Avid interest prevails
for this "news junky" to get affix -
hence kudos for journalists,
who risk life and limb - bricks
bats clobber such
daring persons, who strive
like fledgling chicks
to get bonafide storied scoop,
especially when video flicks
capture shame faced
depravity, or worse,
these days many brave souls
killed for kicks,
nonetheless paltry posthumous tribute paid,
with primitive cross made of sticks
assassins gun down, (or kill some other way
to silence frontline factfinders),
sans brutal, short and ruses and tricks.
as a concerned global
citizen, an ache
prevails to glean abhorrently
base, corruptly demonic,
evilly ferocious, gory henchmen,
insidiously kindle and break
king the lofty liberty, laudatory
ambitious aims of
REAL versus "FAKE"
information, and praise to die hard,
fearless, and intrepid soul who make
searching for raw bits their mission
so such valuable
nuggets of verity slake
my unquenchable thirst
to gain insight take
a moment of silent
appreciation so I a can wake
without a trace
of doubt within
mine cerebral space
the outrageous naked
issues afflicting race
religion, nationality, et cetera
co opting and out pace
sing modern day torch bearing
apostles amazingly grace
fully doggedly persevering
despite the ugly face
of thuggish sinister rogues
damning to erase
any iota of factual happenings
emboldened duty bound scribes chase.
Beware of charcoal cheats creeps and liars
Slippery sloape speech of energy vampires
They do not mean well
With green envy they swell
Back handed compliments
Full of red fire from hell
Protect yourself stay prayed up
Broken spells defeat with love
Not that you have to be weak and meek
But like an arch angel bring it with speech
No need to try to win them over at all
God has your back He won’t let you fall
But dear heart you must recognize
Fraudulent “friends” who envy your light
Keep on persevering shine on
No need in fearing sing your song
Blind them with the goodness of God
Pray He slays or saves dear heart
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
Mother, I saw the bewildered eyes that couldn't tell their neighborhood from
Gaza, and ears tuned to the whining bombs and drones that whirl above incessantly,
wreak, burn, decimate, with scientific precision. And then someone showed me the CNN
headline news "Collateral damage," our new unsavory adjective.
Oh mother, I saw you cheering above the clouds our brave citizens, defying the bombs, marching with fists of iron, homage to the majesty of Iran, marking a new mythology.
And now I hear your voice: Give them a helping hand, and lift them beyond their sorrow and grief, above this raging smoke of fire engulfing the city. The rain shall come and washes the smoke and the tears.
I employ your faith mother, wounded by the shattered windows, yet persevering, and proud.
Toward God and His way to assured salvation
…affirming eternal power of regeneration
…asserting priceless redemption
…awakening through miraculous new creation…
His believers are we, trusting Him for our transformation!
Toward God by His Word that resounds His tender mercy
…refreshing souls with divine loving kindness and clemency
…rejuvenating spirits yearning for contentment sufficiency
…rekindling faith’s fervent fervency…
His followers are we, practicing His statutes’ policy!
Toward God Who grants pardon’s blissfulness
…directing us to confess our sinfulness
…demanding the need for worshipful earnestness
…disciplining disobedience through His righteousness...
His converts are we, casting to Him our haughtiness!
Toward God anchoring steadfastness upon His standard
…increasing effectiveness of each faithful steward
…insuring the diligent certainty of labour’s reward
…invigorating hope to keep on marching forward...
His servants are we, ushering the lost to His safeguard!
Toward God while walking along paths of wisdom
…bringing us to wondrousness of heavenly kingdom
…bracing our genuine altruism against selfish martyrdom
…beautifying character with patience midst spiritual boredom…
His seekers are we, triumphing in His truth-propped freedom!
Toward God as He leads us to His heart
…laying His perfect will upon our footsteps against temptation dart
…lightening vision to behold majestic eternity’s rampart
…lifting pursuits, surpassing worldly vanity start…
His learners are we, persevering to fulfill our devotion’s best part!
Toward God, admitting human flaws beseeching strength for rectitude
…satisfying our nourished well-being to exercise attitude of gratitude
…sanctifying conscience by wise admonitions surmounting vain platitude
…saturating us with His peace around prayer solitude…
His children are we, growing by grace for good testimony altitude!
*2Peter 3:18 But grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. To him be glory both now and for ever. Amen.
April 12, 2021
4th place, "Where are we Headed" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker; judged on 4/23/2021.