February 19 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 18-20
Key Verse– Numbers 18:20 And the LORD spake unto Aaron, Thou shalt have no inheritance in their land, neither shalt thou have any part among them: I am thy part and thine inheritance among the children of Israel.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO ASSURES US DIVINE INHERITANCE
Praise be to God for assuring us divine inheritance:
Precious and evidently heavenly
Priceless so ever-honourable
Perfect along eternal happiness
Profitable while evoking hope
Powerful that expects humility
Numbers 19:20 Praise be to the Lord for warning us
against defiling His sanctuary with our:
Unclean heart
Unsanctified mind
Undone offerings
Unsanitary practice
Unbelieving spirit
Numbers 20:12 Praise be to the Saviour Who admonishes us
to trust Him always, and never to act as unbelieving believers:
Struggling in the wilderness of sin
Suffering in our waywardness-caused shame
Stripping ourselves of joyous worth of salvation
Separating from His will and service
Sliding back toward wisdom of self. Amen.
February 19, 2024
Categories:
unsanctified, bible, blessing, christian, faith,
Form: Alliteration
Where the dirt is flowing in blood
cruelty is the passion
unsanctified is the fable their...
that is received in donation.
Where the humanity is loosen
wild is the behavior
they are equivalent to a sewer
by their achievement.
Those who are killing the human
spreads the poison of hatred
in that land of slaughterhouse
the devil each and everyone.
They are heinous in their stables
group of the Iblis
I am giving them hundreds of curses
listen-
The catastrophe that slaughterhouse
will be destroyed soon
that is what is written in it's message
all of it will gone.
Paradise! The fire of hell is coming
which is not far from home.
Categories:
unsanctified, anger, humorous,
Form: Verse
my dendrite highway glides into spiritual realms
unbidden, unhurried, unsanctified by conscious me
meditative unawareness solidifies into dreams of the dead
bioluminescent shapes and songs form enticing my psyche
I slumber blissfully unaware and yet here is piece of me
The piece I am not in touch with during the daylight hours,
constructing, creating, and misconstruing my next day
Categories:
unsanctified, sleep,
Form: Free verse
deprivation of oxygen
cutting off air
to the throat
mourning the mornings
the lack of touch
the killing of me
catastrophically denying
unsanctified flesh
I crave holistic, long lost, moments
striated muscles
bulging in and out
the night
used and abused
a lest often trick
biting off more than one can chew
doused with Cointreau
sucking upon your bitlong
oh so so long
ahhh
the memories
fading with the days
weekends in captivity
I crave the lasting touch
of your body
savoured
silently singing inside
my mind
Categories:
unsanctified, addiction, love,
Form: Romanticism
I yelled like a banshee
that night as rain mauled a tin roof.
She laid as if dead on the bloodied bed,
already slipping wall-eyed into indifference.
The midwife shouting over the drumming,
the Irish priest humming a prattling prayer;
my gums screeching blue murder.
Inside the shack a lit-up secret
and a shrinking Catholic dogma.
They feel it, the odor of unsanctified sex,
that salty itch that made me,
while under their skins
as if I were a rash,
I crawl over their exposed nerves.
They are all gone, the hypocrites,
the abettors, the judged,
all down under the peat now,
except for the hushing rain,
the last dim-day whispers.
Categories:
unsanctified, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Dark Moon
The twilight sky
encircles me
As I stand in
morbid reverie.
My mood so dark
the tears won’t flow,
Choked inside
they wayward row.
I stand before
the windswept sea
Their mournful voices
haunting me.
I can’t forget
their cries of horror;
Unsanctified
remains of war.
© Connie Marcum Wong
For Dana'lynn Smith's "In the Meadow Contest"
Categories:
unsanctified, dark, sad, sea,
Form: Rhyme
Yellow parchment papers
tattered round their edge.
Filled with different names in ink
bearing witness to many deaths.
The battlefield long now cleared
of corpse, blood and gore.
Belay the epic truth they tell,
knee deep in history and wars.
Dead stacked like cords of wood,
burnt on unsanctified fires.
Log by log of rigored souls
sent the flames up higher.
years later make shift morgues sat 'bout
to hold the fallen heroes.
Kept in dungeons and deeper colds,
till springtime thaw for burials.
Those that live on to build
and keep recording life.
Never thought once and all
war would end their daily strife.
So it goes, axe to sword,
Cannon to machine gun.
Scud missles to nuclear.
Who will be left to say they won?
Categories:
unsanctified, war,
Form: Rhyme
I heard the voice of an angel cry aloud
Not in sweet tones that fill heaven's clouds
Within the habitation of God's ark
Christ dethroned from a carved bark.
Why criest thou o might one?
See what Christ's words declared had done
Men with mirth and merriment rejoice
Given great and many a choice.
Ah, the messenger, the messenger, Christ he shrouded
With gesture and language heavens message he clouded
Flesh revealed and spirit hidden
The sons of men still bed ridden.
King divine and Lord of glory
Lisps the man in entertaining story
Christ unpreached his word unsung
Vain babbling comes through unsanctified tongue.
Preach the Word was His command
Repentance, forgiveness heaven's demand
Ashamed said he of the gospel tune
The way, the truth buried under the dune.
Categories:
unsanctified, allegory, devotion, faith,
Form: Ballad
IN THIS UNSANCTIFIED MOMENT I AM UNCOMFORTABLY UNVIELED
AND I STAND BEFORE YOU NAKED STARING AT THE HOLY GRIAL
NOW ONLY BROKEN DREAMS LAY CRUSHED UPON THE FLOOR
IN THE FLUID OF MY PAIN AND YOUR BETRAYL
PAST PAINFULLY CLENCHED TEETH I SCREAM,
THE ASTONISHMENT IS GONE SHOT DEAD IN FLEEING
IT FALLS TO THE GROUND, THE MUD, IT'S DIRTY
AND ALL THATS LEFT NOW IS THE BLOOD AND ANGUISH
A STARTLING QUIET SETTLES OVER AND WE DEPART
Categories:
unsanctified, angst, confusion, sad,
Form: I do not know?