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Change into transform
Power through praise
Power of how praying transcends
Lifted up assurance
Faith influence
Despair into a turnaround
Health condition prayer seeing hope
Praying helping one to cope
Praying with a purpose
Praying with a need
Praying for strength
Power every hour
Praying is perseverance
Praying being a blessing
Never easy, but necessary
My Grandmother taught me to pray
Praying has become my relay
A proceed
The conquer and stride
What Faith provides
Privilege
Above all
Praying until
Faith, Faith and continued Faith
Praying among and aloud
Key to the Kingdom
God the Creator. Who is He?
He is the One that spoke light, filled the sea.
Great "I AM!" That is He!
He's anything we need him to be.
My God, your God. God Most High!
Reigning from the Third Heaven Sky.
Our Rock & Redeemer, our Hiding Place.
When trouble comes, please seek His face!
He is everyone's Father and really does care.
You can count on Him to always be there.
He'll send peace and heal our soul,
When you're young and when you're old.
He's the God that provides for us and sees!
The empty void that needs filling in me.
The Sanctifier of our Souls!
Say the name "Jesus!" and be Bold!
He's our Maker who's always there.
The creation all arounds shows that he cares.
He represents Righteousness for you and me.
Something no human cannot be.
Awesome One and your God too.
The Amazing One waiting to hear from you.
He's Faithful, Righteous. God Most High!
The answer to our who, what, when, where & why?
The Great God who's glory falls on you.
When it does, crying is all you can do.
God of the Heavens, Everlasting is He.
Who care about what happens to me.
He's full of compassion when we do wrong.
Don't hide in shame, run to His Throne.
He is all powerful, there's nothing He can't do.
No matter what it is, He can see you through.
He all-knowing and nothing can hide.
Just confess the dirty secrets inside.
He's present everywhere, at once at all times.
Meditate on that for a moment, doesn't it blow your mind?
On pain's bed, after the operation, my body rests*
Motionless the view out of the window tries to enjoy
While my soul the opportunity of peace grasps to think
How the gifts the spirit provides, could I better employ!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 October 2022
* Last year, on the 19th of October, after a fall a large Hematoma
was created in my brain. The doctors didn't think I could survive,
or even if I managed to survive, still were not certain I could walk or talk.
However, a young doctor, named Christos Koutsarnakis, who believes in God,
performed an extensive Craniotomy that lasted for four hours. His faith was rewarded! I was saved and, thank God I have no problems with my walk or my speech. I thank the Lord and the good doctor! God bless him and God bless my wife who saved my life by taking me to the hospital while unconscious, plus all of you who have prayed for me!
These times do frighten us, so what to do?
It's up you to be upbeat and to negatives, do eschew.
I have brought out my small, white Christmas tree and lit it.
I just stared and marveled at the tree, as I did with joy sit.
I keep it on both day and night now, it glimmers so poetic.
The white tree with mulit- colored lights~delightfully epic.
The magic of sans-news makes my peaceful day.
As the fears that news creates in me, were magically allayed.
I amusingly, fancied myself, a seer of sorts!
Till I heard Wisconsin suggested people put Christmas lights on their house!
(Ah, better than Packer sports.)
This is our time to appreciate and love one another.
Face to face contact, in real time, cannot by the Internet be smothered!
This, too, shall pass as it is written.
The Corona Virus hardly will do mankind in, though some will be smitten.
Remember the numbers never tell the co-morbidity rates.
Just follow directions, pray to God, that he provides you a good fate.
To those of us in isolation, this is no time to mope.
Rise up poet, think of others like you, and revel in hope!
With my love and support!
Panagiota Romios, California
March 25, 2020
7:30pm PST
Invitation To A Funeral
The night cold with it's sharp corners
Cutting comfort through my skin
With drunken footsteps of a soldier
I'm a tourist at your door again
My knock is full of empty
A vacant echo its reply
Consequence provides the answer
Circumstance the reason why.
Can't mend my bleeding ego.
Pieces of me cupped in the hands of my mind
Memories dripping through my fingers
A painful pleasure suicide
Your broken promise castaway upon the waters
Now washed up on desolate shores.
I've become the company
That misery enjoys
My imagination without wonder
Muffled thunder in broken skies
Love is an invitation to a funeral
A memorial service where death is eulogized.
Just six days was all it took God
to create the heavens and earth.
Most people dismiss this as odd,
just as they view the virgin birth.
Those who say God does not exist,
choose to believe the scientists.
Some try the Word of God to twist
by making a day an eon.
When the subject is origins,
one cannot trust the scientists.
Science provides explanations
of the way the natural world works.
Think through all the speculations
of how what exists came to be,
and you will be none the wiser,
after the exercise is through.
If as many strongly suggest
what now exists came from nothing,
laws nor eons create nothing,
so, we do know this is not true.
Nature is governed by great laws
despite its sheer complexity.
She declares that her creator
is divine, wise, and infinite.
Even if we start with order,
six billion years will yield decay,
and not the stunning symmetry
that science constantly unfolds.
Six billion years cannot create
what God accomplished in six days.
The mysteries that nature holds,
six billion years cannot unfold.
A mould-shaped symmetrical bowl
has no character of its own
It's just like the mould-shaped others
and it is merely a clone
If the bowl is shattered to pieces
and the pieces stuck together once more
It creates a beautiful mosaic
that one cannot help but adore
The bark on the trunk of a young sapling
is just like that of any young tree
It is like an unwritten page
which is plain and ordinary
With age the bark gets cracked and broken
and acquires its own uniqueness
It provides a home for many insects
and becomes a thing of loveliness
Falling in love for the first time
can be very exciting at the start
But such love is usually not long-lasting
and may lead to a broken-heart
A person whose heart has been broken
seeks a love that is more mature
When found such love heals the broken heart
and it's more beautiful and likely to endure
The morning sun illuminates my bedroom window causing me to awake
A breathtaking journey through the forest I am about to partake
Nature has invited to be part of their day
Promising to enlighten me with every step that I take along the way
The morning silence is broken by the birds and the animals welcoming me to the place they reside
The path ahead is a visual delight of multi colour leaves that seem to enhance my stride
To be alone with my thoughts and having nature as my guide
The trees with their branches waving at me in the wind, a true sense of pride
Many walkers with their high-energy dogs extend smiles and greetings along the way
The beautiful sights and sounds of nature are truly elevating my day
Whenever you can make the great outdoors and all of its splendor, make it part of your plans
Once you experience the mental clarity and the other health benefits it provides you will truly understand
A Little known fact -
For a while I've realized such beams lit upon my face
Were present due to no other one than you
And while I like to jest about how horrible you are,
I could not ask for anyone more delightful
So listen -
This is no mere poem,
It is a fact - and a fact, as you know,
Must indeed be true
But would you believe me?
Aside from what logic provides,
I fear I may lose that beam - yes, lose it!
So before your departure becomes truth,
I must quickly relay to you this -
That I am a mirror
And all of the praise you have graciously granted me,
To create such beams of laughter and smiles,
Are reflections of you - yes, you!
I am just the mirror
And you are the delight
And that -
That is a little known truth
November 25, 2018
God deserves my wholehearted gratefulness
Of praise-filled worship's gladness
For His grants of gracious bountifulness
Innumerable out of His goodness.
Basic necessities my Lord provides so well
Nourishing my health to the tiniest cell
Even food cravings I'm ashamed to tell
Including a haven of refuge I safely dwell.
Sense of belonging my Father assures
Thru loved ones who are dearest treasures
Comforting, consoling midst pressures
Around love's warmth fellowship-enclosures.
Never will I cease thanking* my Saviour Almighty
For redeeming me from sin's penalty
Securing my soul with life everlasting's certainty
Ordaining me to serve Him by faith with His power's tenacity.
*Psalm 105:1 O give thanks unto the LORD; call upon his name: make known his deeds among the people.
March 8, 2019