Delighting in the Lord God Who illumines by His truth daily
Assured heart of mine indeed thanks His gracious approval
Yearning for His sweet presence while to the Holy Spirit yielding
Seeking His favorable approval as He wisely directs my steps
Triumphantly toward His victorious purpose, always trustworthy
Affirming His forgiveness that sanctifies against vain arrogance
Reviving me, since He's the day star*, light bringer of my redemption.
*2 Peter 1:19 We have also a more sure word of prophecy; whereunto ye do well that ye take heed, as unto a light that shineth in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day star arise in your hearts.
August 4, 2024
1st place, "This Acrostic or That Acrostic" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Miranda Hawley; judged on 8/17/2024
Dear, & Closest:
Heavenly Mother
Heavenly Father
May this be:
that we are safe in hearth and home.
that we make meaningful journeys.
not only for us;
but others, as well
may we speak in an:
apt and optimistic tongue.
whereunto we go; there shall be light.
dignity shall be our fullest prosperity;
and these footsteps will be laden with mirth.
We Say This in the Name of your Begotten Son
Amen
Wherefrom did this unknown guest get entry,
As though an all-masterminding gentry?
In the name of death, loss, and love disband,
Grief drowns me into pernicious quicksand...!
Upset, alarmed, rejected, gloomy, remorse,
Angst, grudge... grief brings me repercussions hoarse;
Churn in my belly; tautness in my throat,
In exhaustion and sleeplessness, I float...!
Where's my concentration on duties gone?
Have whereunto mind and cognition drawn?
Where are my optimism and hope hidden?
Why is psychic composure bedridden...?
Go away, from me, grief of each essence!
Grand liberty to joy's constant presence;
May each conflict within me get clearance!
May mind and body work in adherence...!!!
21 February 2023
Fight the good fight of faith* with God’s valour
As His soldier, vanquishing evil of deceptive color.
By the Spirit’s sword, quench the Devil’s fiery darts
Mighty is the Scripture upon truth-ramparts.
Conquer unbelief as well as skepticism’s mockery
Thru the Lord’s Word along certainty’s victory.
Face confusion with godly wisdom and knowledge
Seek the omniscient Creator and His prudence acknowledge.
Be a champion of righteous courage despite your weakness
Humbly yield to the Master; rely on His grace-mightiness.
*1Timothy 6:12 Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses.
April 27, 2019
Fired-up toward stewardship-fervency
fight fiercely the good fight of faith*
fleeing to God's firm empowerment
freed from fatal vain selfishness
filled fully by the Holy Spirit
fueled to serve the Lord
fed thru His Word!
*1Timothy 6:12 Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses.
March 13, 2019
Alliteration with verse form
1st place, "ALL YOURS (Mar 15)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/15/2021.
Holy infant of Only Begotten origin,
ancient prophecy illumined His Messiah time
Birthed by a betrothed virgin,
His weaned thoughts were ever photon divine
Christ was the light of the world
not yet seen by all
Those who witnessed Him in His youth,
were awestruck by His twinkling god-star eyes
Celestial pupils that could look
into the heart of billions of souls,
those living and yet-to-be born
He had King of the prophets eyes,
which could look into a person’s soul
and see whereunto their spirit should run
Tell you everything you would do and had done
Those shining god-star eyes
were not yet made known to all
When came time for the
order of Melchizedek priest unveiling,
the Messiah manifesting ...
unseen to all was the dove a-lighting
upon His righteous shoulder
The Spirit of God ... the Holy Ghost power of God
was now seen by all
thru His manifold miracles
Which the gospel,
from generation to generation,
has faithfully told
The sky is a deep October bright blue,
and trees are laying down their pretty leaves;
orange, red and brown scatter whereunto,
Indian summer and fall interweaves.
And trees are laying down their pretty leaves,
the morning chill gives way to drowsy heat;
Indian summer and fall interweaves,
in the park all the birds are singing sweet.
The morning chill gives way to drowsy heat,
even decaying gardens have beauty;
in the park all the birds are singing sweet,
but soon the wind will be blowing breezy.
Even the decaying gardens have beauty,
from my garden I picked the last red rose;
but soon the wind will be blowing breezy,
soon, the snow will fall and all will be froze.
From my garden I picked the last red rose,
orange, red and brown scatter whereunto;
soon, the snow will fall and all will be froze,
the sky is a deep October bright blue.
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October 2, 2017
Pantoum/Indian Summer
Copyright Protected, ID 946458
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