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Quote: “I thought I was Immortal” – a friend.
I lie here, rattle-bones and bedclothes tight,
Tickled by the shadows dancing in fading light.
My socks are itchy, my hair a wild thing,
My dentures escaped — but that’s no big thing.
I thought I was immortal — bold, forever young!
Had plans to conquer mountains, to climb, to run.
Yet here I am, drained tea, limp knees, sighs that sag,
Singing lullabies to my elbows, waving farewell to my bag.
The mirror says wrinkles, the doctor peeks in gloom,
My favorite chair now proclaims this must be my room.
Though once I leapt at thunder, mocked the creeping age,
Now I measure breaths between each page.
I thought I was immortal — ah! the brash young me!
Scorning eternity, claiming I’d always be free.
But even stars burn out, even flames need air,
And immortality’s just a promise that isn’t there.
Still… I smile. I count my lucky days,
Crows I fed, friends I made, the silly ways
I spilled coffee, got lost in rain, danced when none could see—
These treasures no time steals, not even death after me.
Carry on, dear world, with your breakfasts and your bells.
I’ll drift to sleep, perhaps with stories no one tells.
I thought I was immortal — well, wasn’t quite the plan,
But what a wild, glowing ride it’s been, now here I am.
when I look to the cross
I see my life's not all at a loss
I see all the things to gain
a life free from guilt
free from shame
when I look at the cross
I know in times of brokenness
I was not to blame
Jesus was crucified
and died
so he could be by our side
our Guardian through all of life to come
a life where gods' will be done
no matter what life may bring
when we look to the cross we can sing
lifes situations can try to crush us on every side
life can be cruel and tough
but we have peace we have hope
we have assurance when to the
cross we look. Amen
For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.
1 Peter 2:24
"He himself bore our sins" in his body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; "by his wounds you have been healed." NIV?
Hebrews 12:2
Fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
May 20 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on 2Chronicles 35-36
Key Verse – 2Chronicles 35:16 So all the service of the LORD was prepared the same day, to keep the passover, and to offer burnt offerings upon the altar of the LORD, according to the commandment of king Josiah.
HEART THAT PREPARES FOR THE SERVICE OF THE LORD
Our heart prepares for the service of the Lord as we rejoice in His salvation
Against backsliding brought by sins’ abomination---
We praise Him and His gracious compassion
Over our worldly negotiation, causing transgression.
Our heart prepares for the service of the Lord as we dwell in His perfect will
Against rebelling so that His assigned mission we can fulfill---
We exalt Him and His redeeming ransom-bill
Over our captured being that was freed by His sacrifice at Calvary’s hill.
Our heart prepares for the service of the Lord as we go toward His righteousness
Against treading upon filthiness that brings spiritual weariness---
We cleave to Him and His sanctifying truthfulness
Over our bad attitudes needing His power of holiness.
Our heart prepares for the service of the Lord as we hearken to His voice
Against scorning His instructions with arrogant poise---
We seek Him and His wisdom devoid of humanistic noise
Over our foolish deafness as He guards our choice.
Our heart prepares for the service of the Lord as we glorify His name
Against taunting mockery of ignorance-flame---
We rely in Him and His steadfast trustworthiness-frame
Over our fear-filled doubts to vanquish timidity of a coward shame.
Our heart prepares for the service of the Lord as we cling to His deliverance
Against attacking troubles with afflicting appearance---
We depend on Him and His wondrous assurance
Over our loathsome pride that should bow to humility’s forbearance.
Our heart prepares for the service of the Lord as we grow in His grace
Against staying immature along our selfish ways---
We abide in Him and in His Word through all our days
Over our insecurity while He assures our victory in running the Christian race.
May 20, 2026
"Clearly, animals know more than we think, and think a great deal more than we know." - Irene M. Pepperberg
I have often pondered if animals or our pets can tell time
Mine seem to know when my alarm clock is ready to chime
If I am not awake and out of bed by six AM in the morning
The meows and whimpers begin as if they are scorning
My pets are rigid and adhere to their feeding demands
If ignored, the bed will be where my cats will soon crash- land
Purring loudly as their furry faces and whiskers tickle mine
Soon it will turn into some tongue licks, little bites and whines
My dog then comes charging into the room with his ears flapping about
He’ll stand at the bed and pant as his smile soon turns into a pout
The same thing happens when it’s their time to eat at night
They become disruptive by scratching and jumping, oh what a sight
The dog seems to know when it’s later at night and his time to go out
And can sense when the time is close to eight PM, without a doubt
He gets a reward for taking his night meds and going out before bed
He knows when he comes in, he’ll get a biscuit or two snacks to be fed
I have pondered this for many years as animals are very smart
Is it their routine or does the time on the clock alert them to start
I wish they could answer this question and had the ability to talk
But I think if we could hear their words, we might be in shock
The cold calls were upsetting at first,
after a while, I almost wished for the
heavy breathing silence.
It was satisfying to think of someone
on the other end sighing disgustedly
at my own mechanical voice message.
Later I imagined that person, working
a second or third job,
desperate and tired fingers thumbing through
lists of possibles, only to come to rest on
my number, and my scorning disregard.
Of course it’s all probably computer generated
and automated. No actual humanity involved,
except for the scam artists. They have
definitely got the human touch.
Maybe I can get a tele-marketing job?
Most poets have the necessary skills to be
disruptive, intrusive, and convincing,
and I can always wave my conscience
goodbye as I hunt you all down.
Payback City
By David Lustrup 2011
Woe unto you who sit in high places
With smug and arrogant looks on your faces
The powers that be,---- they see you do it
The slaves back that bleeds when you put the whip to it.
In comfort you sit, day after day, scorning those who hope and pray.
You’d stab us all if you could, not one would be saved
Then you’d drive home to your mansion on the roads that we paved.
Your life is a cesspool of lofty self love
You think you’re superior
Sent from above
But I know the truth and im not afraid to blare it
You call me insulting but I say
If the shoe fits…
wear it
Woe unto you who have all the wealth
Soon you will lose it when death comes in stealth
And pulls the very life that you so desire
Right out of your chest and consumes you with fire
For that is the day that justice will reign
And youll get a taste of your dished out pain
And YOULL know what its like to get no pity
As YOU pave the roads in hells’ payback city…..
Form:
May 1 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 5
Key Verse – 1Chronicles 5:20 And they were helped against them… for they cried to God in the battle, and he was intreated of them; because they put their trust in him.
FAITH IN GOD WHO HELPS US
AS WE PUT OUR TRUST IN HIM
God helps us as we put our trust in Him against corruption
Through His holiness toward our faith’s purification
Along His deliverance for our confessed sins’ sanctification
With His covenant securing our eternal salvation.
God helps us as we put our trust in Him against negligence
Through His guidance commanding our faith’s obedience
Along His warning from unbelief’s resurgence
With His order toward our consecration’s diligence.
God helps us as we put our trust in Him against self-sufficiency
Through His pardon for our admitted pride’s persistency
Along His conquest for our apathy’s fervency
With His graciousness and mercy.
God helps us as we put our trust in Him against hypocritical worship
Through His counsel for our faith’s stand to follow His leadership
Along His authority driving our stewardship
With His Scriptures along our discipleship.
God helps us as we put our trust in Him against meaningless fight
Through His wisdom increasing our faith’s knowledge-height
Along His doctrines to stay in His teachings always right
With His instructions that make us abide in His miracles’ might.
God helps us as we put our trust in Him against challenges’ pain
Through His restoration for our faith’s rejuvenated gain
Along His reproofs and rebukes upon admonition-terrain
With His revival to uplift us from downfall’s strain.
God helps us as we put our trust in Him against scorning mockery
Through His courage upholding our faith’s victory
Along His gladness cheering us from worry
With His presence as we win souls, sharing the Gospel story.
May 1, 2025
12/18/16
This was written at five forty
I'm exploring
My mind absorbing
Information, afternoon night and morning
Winter time and we're in a terrible drought, so why isn't it pouring?
Days use to be quite boring
But no longer while putting effort toward things
Because this life can be rewarding
Close and far from any mined quarries
As well as buildings shorter or taller than nine stories
Girls and guys hoarding
Unable to throw things away or organize by sorting
They try ignoring
Acting suprised and ready to deny any scorning
Bugs of different types swarming
Birds, planes, and meteorites in the sky soaring
Houses with rotted or nice flooring
Both sides, all this time have been warring
Even though there have been kinds of warning
The start of thunder strikes with continual storming
By: Dalton Ogletree
“For the joy that was set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame.”
What joy was this? How could it be that on the cross…..during that excruciating time when his life was being snuffed out by the weight of our sins….He felt joy? Maybe as He hung there suspended between earth and heaven, as he blinked his eyes to clear them of blood…as he struggled to reposition himself for a brief moment to be able to breathe, he went back in time to the memory of the form bent at His feet. Instead of the blood trickling down his nail pierced feet, he felt again her tears falling on his feet like rain. Instead of the nails impaling him, he felt her hair gentling drying his feet, cleansing them with her gratitude. Maybe instead of the taste and smell of blood, for a brief moment he was enveloped again in the scent of that expensive perfume that she had poured out on his feet that had spoken with an eloquence about her depth of love in a language that had defied words. The joy of saving Mary from the life she had lived is the same joy that He knew he would experience as He stood before all those whom his death would redeem from the clutches of hell and the evil one. Yes…the joy of seeing my face there before Him one day…my face…your face… is what made Him able to endure the cross. His heart was broken on the cross, but it will burst with joy when he hears all the saved singing His praises in a land made new. For THAT joy…for the joy of eternity… an eternity where there will be no more suffering, tears, or death…for the joy of seeing YOU, he endured the cross.
“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.” - Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost
September speaks of light and love, everlasting
Kindled by a heartbeat, breathing praise, adoring
His still, small voice, in the wind, autographing
Autumn’s glory, all the leaves falling, transforming
Kindled by a heartbeat, breathing praise, adoring
Shuffling through the silence in brave colors, pouring
Autumn’s glory, all the leaves falling, transforming
Gentle flames of lasting grace reach the soul, warming
Shuffling through the silence in brave colors, pouring
Lasting beyond the rustling, murmuring heart flowing
Gentle flames of lasting grace reach the soul, warming
As the stars fill the cobalt skies, moaning and groaning
Lasting beyond the rustling, murmuring heart flowing
Beats of light, filling the darkest night, shadows roaring
As the stars fill the cobalt skies, moaning and groaning
Erasing the mindless seas of lasting winds, scorning
Beats of light, filling the darkest night, shadows roaring
Original sin, from Eve’s flaw, shouts, still grieving
Erasing the mindless seas of lasting winds, scorning
Forest’s ensue with October’s mind, endlessly screaming
Original sin, from Eve’s flaw, shouts, still grieving
Resting on the echo of a mindless beauty, so soothing
Forest’s ensue with October’s mind, endlessly screaming
Winsome kiss of the heaven’s light flowing down, musing
Resting on the echo of a mindless beauty, so soothing
His still, small voice, in the wind, autographing
Winsome kiss of the heaven’s light flowing down, musing
September speaks of light and love, everlasting