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The immortal flame on a cold and frozen night
Guide our lives through fire earth and ice,
To the unknown depths consume in the light,
We feel the warmth and comfort in Christ.
To offer ourselves up unreservedly to that power
And wield the weapons concealed within,
which allows one to defeat infested terror
by the glint that draws the radiance in.
Against innumerable noise and propeller voices,
That revolves around you, filled with the life of fire
Friends, in their loneliness, making you speechless,
And becoming the pure air for a ruined heir.
This immortal flame I can see in my awakening
Arising from the darksome shade into my dream.
Years ago
I heard someone say children have a God given right to judge their parents
Judge not that you be not judged
I thought the statement was harsh, maybe sarcastic, wrong headed
But I did it anyway
Not in a psych couch way but in the I’ll do it
Better
Not the same
Not The repetition of
The sins of the father
After all, we can learn from our mistakes
And the mistakes of others, but
Some
Get repeated
Over
Again
And some are just our own or a hybrid of the parents we weren’t going to be like
In the same way you judge others you will also be judged
I meant to be different
To be better in the ways I needed
When I wasn’t the parent
But I failed in your ways
In my own and in ways that I have to claim
I would rather analyze it and find a cause other than myself
It’s there, they are there
But it's harder to blame the repetition in yourself
Rather than the repetition of a father who had a father himself
I was judging, I’m judged
I felt pride, now shame
Regret
some pain
Will mine judge me
Undoubtedly
Will I deserve it
Unreservedly
The son will not bear the punishment for the sin of the father, nor the father for the sin of the son
There’s enough weight to go around
And the heaviness remains
I have a pantry where I keep my blessings,
each one a precious gift.
The daily deliveries never stop,
although I sometimes overlook them.
Some days the shelves seem empty,
but when I find the strength to look again,
I see that they are filled in abundance
waiting to be acknowledged and accepted.
If I open each gift as it comes and
arrange it on my shelves, I see I have
the wealth of love, the warmth of smiles,
And the comfort of grace.
I have opportunities to share these gifts
with those whose coffer is bare.
A humble hug, a warm embrace,
a simple smile of understanding.
If I have food, I share it; if I have drink, I share it;
I have enough, I need not more.
My joy is in sharing that which I have;
my strength is in giving, not taking.
If I hoard my gifts they dry and become stale,
shrivel, and die on the shelf.
If I take out a gift and re-wrap it for another,
my bare shelves overflow with more.
Isn’t is remarkable how one’s daily coffer flows
according to the condition of one’s heart?
What is the turning point when one realizes
that one's blessings are meant to be re-gifted?
What greater act of worship, than to
teach by example and to give unreservedly?
A giving heart is a joyful heart and
strengthens my resolve to keep my pantry full.
We each have highs and lows in life,
and sometimes a rough in-between.
Yet divine awareness and a roll of tape
can change the momentum of our lives.
I give you time, that white wizard,
Noble and eternal in its incomprehensible march of seasons,
Not just any time, but time to triumph, to laugh, to ascend,
Time cut from the magic hourglass to savor the endless moment's fragrance.
I string on a thread of celestial moments, time for thought and reverie,
Time to sculpt from the dough of days works of soul and mind,
Time that is not just yours, but a gift you offer,
A rare emerald in the palm of one who waits, still unknowing.
I give you time, not to run in the mad rush of the world,
But to dance in the whirl of joy, in the laughter of true merriment,
I gift you seconds, strung like pearls on a string, not to be spent,
But to be held close to your chest like a fallen starling in your nocturnal garden.
I show you time to inquire and trust, without seeing the hour as a foe,
I gift you hours to contemplate the cosmos, to grow, to emerge as the person you become,
Time scented with hope and seconds to love unreservedly,
A treasure trove of moments, to find yourself even when lost, each day in a realm of seeking happiness.
I lay in your open palm time to forgive, to cast off heavy regrets,
I bestow it not just upon desire but intertwined with chance and dream,
I offer you... oh, I offer you so much, more than just time,
But the very chance, unique and pure, to embrace life.
We live in a quid-pro-quo society
Help me and I’ll help you
I can help you get a better job
Lose weight and learn a new skill, but it’ll cost you
How radical then
To be directed to help others
Simply because we can
With no expectation of a return
Father Christ wants us to do
Share our gifts
Without thought of receiving
Spiritually, Emotionally or Financially
The amazing thing when we act in Father Christ’s name
We are repaid for more than we could ever imagined
In love, faith
And growth on our spiritual journeys
Lord, help me to love the way you desire
Unreservedly with no expectation
No reward
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I want to write about the road map for your life
We always wonder how would God work on us?
What He needs to do?
What would He give?
Did you know God already put that in you?
It's in your heart
Ask yourself "do you really not know what He is going to do
And what He is going to work on?"
Yeah - you already know
Each person - a different set of problems, wishes
Unique, catered to that individual
What He is going to do for you
He already put that in you
Yeah you know what He's going to do
What He needs to work on - in you
What you want, wish from Him
But the challenge is where do you go from here?
Once you get what you want
Then is that the end?
Do you get new road map?
I have yet to find out
I will keep you posted
I can tell you that I am tired
I don't want to do another road map again
God, are you listening?
Lol
I would say this though
God will prove His point
Whatever it is - with you
To make sure that He is the One - the only One
Who can and does
The Majesty and the Supreme
The Just and the Unbelievably Justified
The Undeniably Good, the Unreservedly Loving
Who would do anything for you
- to prove a point
Yeah that's Him
He will be proved
In your life
And what are you gonna say?
Except hallelujah
What can you say?
He is God
What are you gonna do?
Whatever you want
Because that's His road map for you
He got ya
Don't worry
He knows what to do
You don't
But He does
Fool proof
Fail proof
Whatever you think you can pull
Try
Haha
And see
From the very first time, you hold your child
Their first gift is your heart forever,
The love you give and they return
Is the bond that will hold you together
Throughout their life, your love will be
A light that guides their way
The beacon aglow in the darkness
Should they ever go astray,
Your love will give them courage
When the way ahead is unclear
And will give them strength, when needed
To help overcome their fear,
Your love will accept them for who they are
Whatever they say or do
Your love will forgive unreservedly
Because they are a part of you,
It’s a love that will know no barriers
Have no bounds, no expectations
Your love will be unconditional,
Pure, with no complications
A love that remains as constant
As the stars in the heaven above
A gift no money on earth can buy,
The gift of a mother’s love.
She was that pretty female figure who dazzled every one
She would easily repulse advances while getting a load of the goodies
She could take the drinks you offered with a sublime smile for an apology
Many are the tables not to mention bed her essence has graced
She was the most skimply and seductively dressed on any occasion
Coco Mohan's Hagger Black pear Space Q campus clubs she frequented
Exchanging one dollar loaded Hank for another of her liking
So I was taken aback to a few months down the line to find her
On her knees begging her new hot loaded catch.. 'babe am not like that's
Babe am begging on my knees kindly understand and accept me
See She had found her Mr right but the environment was unchanged
So the ugly past head kept rearing up and disrupting her happily ever after
She had found love but fate and destiny was not yet done with her
Cupid had shot his arrows and softened this heart to a placating soul
We all watched tongue tied not intervening.. babe babe am not like that
She begged in earnest but her partner knew which emotional strings to pull
He used guilt trapping to make her clingy and an emotional mess
A part of me felt sorry for I noted this as emotional abuse
I fell short on naming this relationship toxic lovers web
I reprimanded myself on my psycho analytical approach to relationships
See I have been watching and I believe She is ready to settle down
That is if her prince charming doesn't destroy her emotionally
I pray they mature to a level of friendships and mutual care
Taking gentle care with each other's hearts while recognizing they all have a past
Shouldn't be too hard to forge a strong relationship with mutual love n care
She finally makes him stop his indicting words and offer loving tokens
She has a hand that gently pull his heart string but the emotional luggage
She will have to overcome and allow herself to forgive her own self..
While giving room for another to love her fully and unreservedly
I leave wishing them happiness in their utopian relationship
There is a life eternal to live
but so many pass it by
living solely for this world
when at the end of it they die
God has provided life eternal
for those that will trust in His son
receiving His imputed righteousness
they can live knowing His well done
No one can achieve this alone
it can only be done in Christ
He gives us our passport
paid by His blood divinely priced
Our own efforts will never suffice
no matter how hard we try
it filled with our dirty rags
divine justice is way too high
So come unreservedly to Christ
with Him you’ll live for ever
to dwell with Him for evermore
know you’ve crossed your final river
Quote Prompts:
(Groucho Marx quote:
“I intend to live forever, or die trying.”)
The Invention of Love®
By Mark D. Stucky
When did God invent love?
Does God still hold the patent?
If patent protection expired,
is love now public domain?
How could love condense
from seething plasma
spawned by a Big Bang?
Genesis describes creation,
but how could elusive love
emerge from clay creations?
Although verses proclaim God loves us,
did love exist before humans did?
Were feelings of love present between
the Trinity’s different Persons?
When humans did appear,
was love created just for us?
Or were humans formed in order
to be loved with divine passion?
The answers I would love to know.
(Love® is a registered trademark of God.
All divine rights are unreservedly given.)
(Originally published in Agape Review, 7 April 2022. See also my poem “Trinitarian Equations” and my visual poem “Trinity Dance.”)
(Image by kyuubicreeper on Pixabay.com.)