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Knowledge flourishes with simplicity,
Learners absorb with eager facility,
Blended curriculum, a harmonious unity.
Teachers sympathetic, empathetic in duality,
Guide learners with compassion's clarity,
Vast in trends, educational advancement's reality,
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Wellbeing's holistic approach, a noble integrity.
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Pastoral parents, a nurturing community,
Full boarding facilities, a home away from home's security,
Landmark College's care, a promise of tenacity.
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If ever a time I be falling
I want to be falling free
Somewhere perhaps I won't be reaching
Is perhaps nowhere I want to be...
Where it goes and shall be so
A return perhaps without the mistakes
And no way I can refuse to know
Simply will knowledge struck upon its wakes
Will you be open to misinterpretation?
And how closed were you before to interpret?
Have you a general inkling to conception?
Or have you a close concept forever a hiding plead?
I was never started free and in control
Am only provided with ideas to weave in betterment
Limitation woven irrevocably in life to grow
I do not see how life can be in honest contentment
Somewhere I know I won't be reaching
I know I have everywhere else to be
If ever the next time I be falling
I want to be falling free
The sky fell mercilessly and tornadoes fury was landed
The earth caved where seeds of new crop, a farmer had planted.
In recession, the capitalists made a fortune
and the deprived were left with debt and burden
In moments triumphs were not of those who had toiled hard
but those who were able to play the fluke card
The rain did not fall in the barren land
and the army fired at the innocent & unmanned
The aging parents lost their bread winning child
And the winter at the refugee camps was anything but mild
The father hit the mother in front of her young children very violently
The forest fire cost every house on the ground blatantly
The privileged were given more favours and opportunity
The humble were provided with disappointments and ambiguity
A family slept hungry again another night
A child was left alone in fright
The pups were treated by their caretaker unkindly
All because someone treated their loving friend badly!
April 19 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Kings 21-22
Key Verse – 1Kings 21:28-29 And the word of the LORD came to Elijah the Tishbite, saying, Seest thou how Ahab humbleth himself before me? because he humbleth himself before me, I will not bring the evil in his days: but in his son's days will I bring the evil upon his house.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO INSTRUCTS US
TO HUMBLE OURSELVES BEFORE HIM
Praise be to God for instructing us to humble ourselves before Him:
Propped by our relationship with Him as His people He redeemed
Projecting our repentance while pursuing for His peace and revival
Provided with His rejuvenation and promised restoration
Preventing our rebellion toward performance of responsibilities
Poised by His righteousness that presents rejoicing reconciliation
1Kings 22:7 Praise be to the Lord Who invites
us to inquire from Him for our:
Safety along His salvation-settlement
Security according to His Scriptures’ standards
Success by His satisfaction-sufficiency
Sanctification from selfishness-spoilage
Service with His Spirit’s steadfastness
1Kings 22:16 Praise be to the Saviour for
exhorting us to tell the truth in His name:
Bringing to Him honor and glory
Bearing His hope with His goodness
Boasting about His heavenly greatness
Benefitting from His helping hands of grace
Building lives by His holiness as well as guidance. Amen!
April 19, 2024
Luke 23:34 of the Scriptures, expressed this truth clearly:
“Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.”
Grateful am I for that divine plea of my Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ
for erring sinners like me.
What a compassionate supplication of a supreme God!
Such exemplifies how it is to reach-out to someone
who offended, angered and hurt me in the God-entrusted ministries
I'm a part of as a volunteer care-giver and life-builder.
Here am I humbled, humiliated, helped, and hoisted
in the exercise of genuine forgiveness required by the holy Pardoner.
Yes, I’m humbled as I admit my inability
to forgive absolutely, readily and completely
…the street child who called me a “fool”
while I was teaching him with my utmost best;
…the orphaned boy who would steal and lie about it,
despite being provided with his needs;
…the abandoned teen who reported me as a tyrant tormentor,
when in fact he was given a gentle discipline
packed with cheer-filled clemency;
…the arrogant pupil who disrespectfully accused me
as a lousy instructor, embarrassing me.
Indeed, I’m humiliated as the Lord reveals to me
my hypocrisy, half-heartedness, and haughtiness
in granting forgiveness along faith's fervor.
Thus, with the Holy Spirit’s conviction and power,
I confess my iniquities while persevering to overcome and forsake them.
Now, I’m helped in my desire to forgive with graciousness
based on the God’s imparted love to me,
bearing in mind Ephesians 4:32,
“…forgiving one another, even as God
for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.”
Praising the Lord, I’m hoisted by God’s mercy
in seeking for His forgiveness for my very own sins
while worshipfully acknowledging His admonition
asserted by His Word in I John 1:9:
“If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins,
and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”
November 6, 2018
1st place, "Someone Forgiven You: When Is The Last Time You've Forgiven Dramatic Verse Contest"
Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.; judged on 12/9/2018.
THE FINAL ACT
After Humpty Dumpty’s fall
Angry residents placed a call
The locals destroyed the wall
As it shouldn’t be there at all
Injured Humpty was all gloom
Alone in the emergency room
Having to use a nom de plume
Talking with doctors on Zoom
With meds all suitably labelled
Finally diagnosed as disabled
His complaint was then tabled
And a damages claim enabled
Then he was in constant pain
Smiling went against the grain
But was provided with a cane
Yet would never dance again
All the King’s horses and men
First aid was beyond their ken
As fighting was their acumen
Hadn’t joked much since then
Now Humpty has lost weight
One could say he’s in a state
His scheduled operation is late
Now wondering about his fate
It sounds just like a tale of woe
But that is the way a life can go
He’s a producer now you know
Sitting on walls is his new show
The special effects of Holywood were no match for the ones God demonstrated over the unfriendly skies I observed while growing up in America's southern region. There were some 'Rainy Days' that lasted a few minutes after the dark and scary clouds. But there were other days and nights of stormy weather of more extended durations. When such storms appeared with lightning, rain, and thunder, mom and dad had one rule. Like no other times, that rule was very simple and happily followed, "Sit down and be quiet". They said that God was speaking and we best get in a corner and listen like never before. They were simple folks who sieged the moment, forgetting about yesterday or tomorrow.
Fast forward some 25 years later and go west 2000 miles, and I was introduced to a God who spoke less with thunder and lightning but had a lot more to say with winds, floods, and high tides. It was not a rainy night in Georgia, but I certainly have experienced many rainy days in California. In two successive years alone, there were many rainy days in the Bay Area where I arrived in 1978.
In December 1982*, winds of 70 mph forced the closure of the Golden Gate Bridge. And also, December 1983 brought 75 mph winds that also forced the closing of the bridge. Crossing the bridge with winds of such magnitude was a never to be forgotten experience. I never feared that the bridge would fall as my vehicle and I 'slow danced' above the waters.
On another rainy day, I was trapped by flood waters and cut off from my hometown and family for a night and a day. But thanks to the Red Cross, I was sheltered from the rain and provided with warm blankets and nice hot soup. Indeed, another 'Carpe Diem' kind of day.
09142018PoSoupContest, A Rainy Day, Sara Kendrick, Poem picture #4; *Since its completion, the Golden Gate Bridge has been closed because of weather conditions only three times: on December 1, 1951, because of gusts of 69 mph (111 km/h); on December 23, 1982, because of winds of 70 mph (113 km/h); and on December 3, 1983, because of wind gusts of 75 mph (121 km/h).[49]. Wikipedia
A temporary dwelling, built for my family and me
How could I build it, barely able to see
A palm-frond provided with sharp-needled stalks
How could I buy one, I no longer walk
Delicious meals prepared by my wife’s loving hands
How can I help her, I longer stand
Sweet, festive songs sung to melodious tunes
How can I sing, my hearing’s in ruins
I am so grateful, though dependent on others
My caring, devoted Jewish sisters and brothers
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Notes:
In Israel and the world over, Jews eat, recreate, and sleep in tempor-
ary huts called 'sukkot' for seven days during this festival. The holiday
is named 'Sukkot' after these huts.
We wave/shake palm-fronds, myrtle and willow leaves in synagogue,
as part of prayers for rain (in Israel) in its season - i.e., after(!) the festival.
Reason is a tool,
it can not escape the boundries of calculation as oxygen departs from blood,
logic operates on the body of algorhythems thumping along trails of faceless fates,
reason is a scavenger of possibilities matured into conclusions born from imagination,
without formulas to navigate the maze of Life's elasticity reason becomes music unplayed,
reason needs it's parent of the playground so to construct a kingdom worth caring for,
provided with an objective it can flourish as seed to stem, highlight the heroics of heaven,
Love is a hope,
confidence to dream is what it encourages, to orchestrate talent into the physical dimension,
love is the currency paying the mercenary of reason for a fort captured or erected properly,
schematics of soul lust, blueprints of God's sandbox gives direction to the 'chain reaction' of destinies,
where would purpose go to if denied sojourn in the mansions of love's capacious creativity,
love is the roadway feeding the logistics of our egocentric reason, the part of us seething for results,
tragedy is when love fails to convince reason to trust in adaptability, when smiles fail to persuade tears -
J.A.B.
In the air, a warning
Lets us know what to expect.
Sit and fasten seatbelts!
Says the captain’s voice, direct.
We close our eyes or take a breath
And try our best to chill,
While making sure our coffee
Or tomato juice won’t spill.
But whether we are calm or not
We have to wait it out,
For it’s a part of what
An airplane flight is all about.
It’s just too bad in life we’re not
Provided with a clue
That turbulence is on the way
So we’ll know what to do.
Instead, we’re ambushed every time
And rarely are we ready,
For with no seat belts we proceed
Unstable and unsteady.
In times of anguish we could keep
Anxiety in line
If only we could be forewarned
And see a seatbelt sign.