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When I began to be born again
I no longer saw with the eyes of man
I began to see with spiritual eyes
I began to hear with a spiritual ear
My tongue formed words that my 'father' taught
As he filled my mind with his spiritual thoughts.
Ageless and ancient at once I became.
The 'Lord' calls me by a different name
Transfigured by 'Him' and his to keep
No shepherd has taken better care of his sheep.
Shall I tell you what my spirit eyes see
What lies beyond; what soon shall be
I must tell you with my spiritual tongue that my father taught
While he filled my mind with his spiritual thoughts
Speaking in tongues that none can hear save he who has a spiritual ear
I will spill the secret in a single breath, few though it be who pass this test
What lies beyond and soon shall be
Persist in Genesis 1, 2, and 3
Hear , think and speak oh spirit filled man
For now you know what no one else can.
A parable, another clue oh born again man I give to you
Six days have I labored and labor to write
What you now read so passes six nights
And now so that you do not sin, the spirit speaks lay down your pen
And take to you the Sabbath's rest, while men strive hard to pass this test.
The spirit speaks, a promise makes
That in the morning when I wake
Restored, renewed, reborn I'll take
My pen in hand and strive to make the work I had begun to make.
A work in progress, soon to be a part of all eternity
For times and times and times
Times three.
RETA PRUITT
August 18, 2016
I stood on a gigantic branch that hangs over the great big ocean
that spans across the depth and width of this earth and stretched forth my
hands. I reached towards the heavens and cried out to the almighty
God to save his people from the terrible wrath to come.
It was not a cry for vengeance; it wasn’t a cry of pain,
It wasn’t a cry of bitterness or anger, but a cry for pardon
and mercy that sank deep within my guts,
resonate throughout mountains, valleys
and plains then filtering into thin air.
Series of cries rushes through the leaves;
They evaporate in the atmosphere and filled the clouds with rain.
I could hear voices thundering in the ocean,
Beating and riding upon choppy waves.
Voices of the young and old rushes through the air
Voices of the motherless and fatherless, triggered desperation
Voices of starving widows weep for compassion
Voices of strangers and wounded warrior crying out for help.
I could not see them, I could not touch them but I could hear them.
I walked towards the last pinnacle on the branch,
And remained silent while staring at the clear blue sky,
when suddenly I felt empowered by a strong presence that stood beside me.
It held me by my hand and took me across the great big ocean and seated me upon a rock .
It pointed in four directions, and cried out in a loud voice.
Then places its hands upon my head and said
“child I have seen what they have done, and I have heard your cry,"
you are under my covering and no harm will ever come to you.
From now on you shall be my head, and you must go wherever I send you.
You will take my message of mercy and forgiveness to the four corners of the globe.
Those who persist in their evil ways will perish in their own wrath,
but those who will repent of their evil ways will be granted pardon and mercy.
It took me back to the tree and cut all the branches,
the only branch that remained was the one we stood on and hangs over the ocean.
It says pardon and mercy cry out in the deep,go and see to it my dear.
It places a book and gold pen in my hand then disappeared.
©2014 Christine Phillips
My Daughter wields my Tenderness
As Swords are sometimes drawn —
Not forged of Steel — but Memory —
And all I once leaned on.
She knows the Weight of every Pulse
That ever beat for Her —
She presses where the Silence lives
And makes the Wound recur.
I built her House of Gentle Days
With Windows facing Trust —
She learned which Pane would shatter first
And struck it — as she must.
Affection is a brittle Thing
When handled by the Wise —
But Cruel — when the Beloved learns
Its Secret — and applies.
She says my Name — as Children do —
But not to call me Near —
She speaks it like a Talisman
To summon Absence — Fear.
I gave her Bread — she breaks it slow —
And feeds it to my Doubt —
I gave her Truth — she mirrors it
Until it flickers out.
No Enemy could study me
With such Devoted Art —
She knows the Geography
Of every room — especially my Heart.
Yet still — the Love refuses Rest —
It will not pack — nor flee —
It stands — like God — at open Doors
And waits — unarmed — for Me.
If Pain be Proof of Parentage
Then I am Verified —
For only Blood — can find the Nerve
Where Hope — has never died.
I do not curse her — Heaven knows —
Nor wish her Love withdrawn —
I only ask — when she wounds me —
She knows — whose Breath she's on.
For even Thorns — when planted deep —
In Gardens once my own —
Remind me — Roots — though trampled still —
Persist — in growing Home.
They said, “Never!”, as Noah announced the incredulous. Noah said, “It’s going to rain”, to all who would listen.
They shouted in unison, “Never has it been, nor ever shall it be!
Water comes from creeks, ponds, rivers, and from the sea.
Our crops are nourished by dew, and mists rising from below”
They continued to say, “Why trouble us? We must persist in our familiar ways as
we from day to day, shuffle to and fro”.
If lessons are not learned from history and heeded,
we shall but be rewarded with servings from the past,
as history is repeated.
A destruction from a deluge? Not to worry.
A rush to the mountains? Not to hurry.
Heed the warning; live to tell the story.
Never shall we be inundated by the likes of Noah’s flood.
But surely, we cannot escape some other pain,
if we should fail to change.
The world is pleading and longing to be rearranged.
We are dangling in the wind; in the balances we hang.
In time, we shall revive and be restored.
After diminished civility, and much sadness,
we shall remember the songs we once sang.
05242015 (8292016PS Contest, Deluge)
In slumber's embrace, whispers do creep,
Guiding my heart where affections do seep,
Dreams, like morning mist, can quickly evade,
Yet the voices persist, in memory's cascade.
Love's tender murmur or thoughts on a ride,
In echoes they linger, side by side,
Desires of lost love or vows to keep,
Invisible threads that emotions steep.
Chatter of kin that rouses me from night,
Guiding me forward, seeking their light,
Inspiration's whisper my soul does feed,
In the void, it's the compass I heed.
Dreams born of mind's current, voices they bear,
States of my being find their voice in the air,
Joy paints the dreams, a melody complete,
While silence breeds nightmares, voices entreat.
Why is it:
we plant gardens
but we garden plants?
we call natural medicines drugs
and we call unnaturally produced drugs medicines?
we label our disease-addicted corporate-insurance complex
a humane "health care system"?
we prefer fetal alcohol syndrome, pickled livers, and dead drunk outcomes
to THC induced probable failure to ever develop yet another over-yanged Type A personality,
with an antisocial proclivity for sprouting pickled livers and other deadly outcomes?
we tend to respond to uninvited Type B personality invitations
with Type A fully-alert personalities,
yet we respond to uninvited Type A demands
with Type B laissez-faire, neglect, and cognitively hypnotized languishing?
the older our nation grows
the younger our culture appears to prefer?
we pay more and more to elect politicians
who produce positive economic priorities and outcomes less and less?
the louder and longer I persist in persuading you of my wisdom
the shorter and softer grows your attention span
and capacity to hear me?
we produce prodigious amounts of dispossession destined for the trash
yet we seldom intend to ever possess and take ownership of our future trash?
Business As Usual economists respond to eco-logical health
as if their home eco-nomial turf were some alien crazy wealth?
domineering competitive Business As Usuals
fail to see we are a sustainable cooperative economy's
most significant source for disinvestment
away from Earth design health
and resilient development wealth?
we seldom have enough time to notice and appreciate new places and faces
but we drag through ponderous time invested in the same ol' retiring spaces?
if some communication event between two people
is called a transaction
then we think "economics,"
but if some communication event between two non-humans
is called a relationship
then we think "ecology"?
that digital information is always binary
but polynomial information is not assumed to also flow binomially balanced?
we invest in gardening well-crowned edible and ornamental gardens
but we often find it prudent
to nationalistically divest
of co-evolving nutrition-rooted Earth?
January 17 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 49-50
Key Verse – Genesis 49:18 I have waited for thy salvation, O LORD.
FAITH IN GOD WHO GRANTS OUR SALVATION
God grants our salvation, quickening us by His power divine
Quenching our minds against unbelief as to His truth we align…
Quickly do we abide, by faith, in His perfect will’s design
Quest for spiritual growth we aim for while in His fellowship, we dine.
God grants our salvation, quickening us against sinfulness’ curses
Quenching our souls against guilt with His pardon-braces…
Quickly do we depart, by faith, from filthy and worldly places
Quest for good and pleasant haven we strive for midst heavenly purposes.
God grants our salvation, quickening us by His loving judgement
Quenching our grief against hell because of iniquities’ punishment…
Quickly do we thank Him, by faith, praising Him for redemption-payment
Quest for eternal investment we enjoy as we obey His commandment.
God grants our salvation, quickening us from transgression-inflicted mourning
Quenching our hearts against despair with His grace that is reigning…
Quickly do we flee, by faith, from temptations through prayer-strengthening
Quest for righteous walk we prioritize while His favour we are yearning.
God grants our salvation, quickening us against failure’s lamentation
Quenching our trespasses against pride with His pardon and sanctification…
Quickly do we humble down, by faith, from vain glory’s destruction
Quest for triumphant bliss we pursue in our stewardship-function.
God grants our salvation, quickening us by His powerful deliverance
Quenching our need for Scriptural wellness by His dealing assurance…
Quickly do we keep on, by faith, in our soulwinning midst diligent endurance
Quest for peaceful comfort we long while we labour with perseverance.
God grants our salvation, quickening us through His holy name
Quenching our selfishness against greed with contentment-flame…
Quickly do we arise, by faith, from afflicting carnality’s shame
Quest for zealous service we persist in for His honour and fame. Amen!
January 17, 2025
Written: October 28, 2023
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Among the living is where perfection is found.
Stoicism is a path of life that acts as dull ground.
The advice is to focus on the bright side of life.
Dispel the negativity, and let vanish all strife.
Inciting people to enhance their morality
To foster resilience in the face of adversity.
Strengthening your resolve and impediment
Beat iconoclastic wits for a fine pediment.
Grasp of the overarching rationality
Sustaining integrity even amid adversity
The Stoic Path is a philosophy of such depth.
With wisdom and tranquility in your breadth
Life taught us to persist in the face of hardship.
To sustain balance while still preserving worship.
Maintain calmness under challenging conditions.
Surmount your inhibitions and avoid suspicion.
And to welcome fulfillment with dignity.
Handle highs and lows with stoic sympathy.
Stoicism, truly, provides solace and calm.
A way of living that allows us to fully qualm.
How? By concentrating on our inner proclivity.
And shedding our bonds is an act of loyalty.
We are liberated from the bonds of conflict.
And accept a promising, significant life profit.
The Stoic Way is a philosophy with lofty stature.
steers our deeds into an improved, sound future.
Integrity and prudence in the face of misfortune
To mold ourselves and have a vital life and fortune.
Challenged (confessions of an enabler)
I am addicted to love,
Not by chance, but total romance.
I was slain, not once but many times.
Perhaps that is because I am vain?
I can not help myself,
to abstain even from the pain.
I love.
I love to love…
I love to love too much?
I am destined and drained,
But I never refrained.
The demons of the night
Are those that I fight,
taking advantage of my plight.
Woes…
I have them.
Written for contest
addicted, slain, demons, vain, abstain, woes, destined, drained
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Enabler definition - one that enables another to achieve and/or to persist in self-destructive behavior (drugs or abuse) by giving them excuses.
August 4 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 31-34
Key Verse – Isaiah 31:5 As birds flying, so will the Lord of hosts defend Jerusalem; defending also he will deliver it; and passing over he will preserve it.
FAITH IN GOD WHO DEFENDS US
God defends us from hurt’s fury
With His strength and peace of victory
Causing our faith to conquer worry
For our thanksgiving toward His glory.
God defends us from guilt’s attack
With His forgiveness of sins so heavy at our back
Causing our faith to strive along holiness-track
For our sanctification with His cleansing pack.
God defends us from pride’s fury
With His meekness of humbleness-might
Causing our faith to do what is right
For our testimony with praise-delight.
God defends us from filthiness’ corruption
With His guidance toward our preservation
Causing our faith to persist in truth-instruction
For our determination along virtuous transformation.
God defends us from mockery’s rising
With His precepts in subduing iniquity’s cursing
Causing our faith to increase by His Word’s pressing
For our steadfastness against trials that are oppressing.
God defends us from sorrows’ difficulties
With His comfort against insecurities
Causing our faith to cleave toward His promises’ verities
For our stewardship that bear fruits by His assured certainties.
God defends us from challenges’ pain
With His presence along our prayer-terrain
Causing our faith to persist despite temptation strain
For our triumph in serving Him with His favor’s gain.
August 4, 2025