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Showing posts with label Praising Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Praising Poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Salvation

Nothing within me
His love and affinity cures my psyche
Reliant on response and reciprocation
My reaction, a God-given ability
Noble actions, a God-given ability
Never dependent upon my exaltation
His love and exertion causes my identity
A new Thing within me


Ephesians 2:8-10

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Prodigal

Bruised and Beaten
Lost and defeated
My Shepherd finds me
And carries me home 

Thirsty and wandering
Fatigued and collapsing
My Shepherd finds me
And carries me home 

Sing with me my brethren!
I hear rejoicing in heaven!

Darkness with dusty
Unconscious, now crusty
My Owner cleans me
And carries me home 

Dance with me my brethren!
I hear rejoicing in heaven!

Angry I journeyed
Returning I'm empty
In my heart, unworthy
In dire need of mercy

So my Father accepts me
And welcomes me home


*inspired by Luke 15

Friday, May 6, 2016

Blown by the Wind

The wind
It moves me
From the cycle of sparkling currents
To the hurricanes of tragic disaster 
From the gentle breeze on a scorching day
To the violent gusts that threaten my way

The Spirit
He moves me
From the routine of blessed worship
To the groans accompanied by my tears
From the comfort of recalling His ancient Word
To the wounds caused by It's reading

From the rustling of leaves to the tornado blasts
From that still small Voice to His thunderous claps

Though slowed by solace and rushed by adrenaline
My heart continues to beat
My lungs continue to breathe

Though content to remain unseen
The wind
The Spirit
They move me


*Inspired by 
Ezekiel 37:9,10
John 3:8
Rosario Beach

Monday, December 21, 2015

Thoughts to Bear

My body tethered down
By view of what life should be like
Living within my own passion
If never I turn from this dreadful direction
The thought too hard to begin to bear

Is there One who's called Redemption?
The Hope of one day being somewhere
To a place we call perfection
The thought He cherished and longed to bear

Who bears great drops of sweat?
Is this my Creator, my LORD?
Letting my cause cost His own breath
Enduring my shame unto agonizing death
This thought too hard to begin to bear

Is this One who's called Resurrection?
The Hope of one day being somewhere
To a place we call perfection
The thought He cherished and longed to bear

What hope have I as this?
Have my life commit suicide
Nail my hands on crucifixion
I desire myself dead by asphyxiation
The only thought I'm able to bear

Yet there's One who's called Re-Creation
The Hope of one day being somewhere
To a place we call perfection
The thought He cherished and longed to bear

The angels wondered what He was doing there
The demons shrieked in awe and terror
As a Baby lay in a manger
And in my mind appeared my Savior

Because One who's called the Connection
Searched for me as I was lost somewhere
So He could bring me salvation
It's me He cherished and longed to bear

Saturday, September 19, 2015

PFY

My friend
I know at times you feel a victim
As questions race through your head
Why did I lose? my job, best friend, securities, all on a whim
For sure God has fled
Yes this life is a pain; like a loan to lend
But remember someone is praying for you

 My child
I know at times you feel worthless
And forgotten in the society being built
Tossing and turning in bed, overcome with the guilt
That forces you to confess
Emotions felt nowhere near mild
But remember someone is praying for you.

My dear friend,
I know you might not believe
Though closing with "Amen!"
Your eyes only perceive 
That word was the end
Though someone still prays for you

My dear child
Do you know what I've found to be true?
His promises are as sure as His prophesies
Spoken to my heart for much needed ease
Written down to speak to you
So my prayers, my friend, indeed continue

Inspiration drawn from: 
Romans 4:17
Romans 8:32
1 John 5:14,15

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Always Rejoicing

"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, 
And I will give you rest
For I have no pleasure in the death of one who dies"
Says the Lord God
As the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us 
With groanings which cannot be uttered
That I no longer should live the rest of my life in the flesh for the lusts of men
Because I overcame sin by the blood of the Lamb
Thus turning for me my mourning into dancing
And putting off my sackcloth
And clothing me with gladness
So I will rejoice in the Lord always
And again I say rejoice.

Inspiration drawn from:
Matthew 11:28
Ezekiel 18:32
Romans 8:26
1 Peter 4:2
Psalm 30:11
Philippians 4:4

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

River of Life

Spontaneous inspiration from the Amazon that resulted in me writing a poem in one night. These are the surprising results.

I saw the river 
And on either side
Was lush spots of flowers
Amidst the greeny leaves reflecting their light
Watered by the river 
Called the Giver of Life 

I saw the river
Roaring with all its might
There was a woody sliver
Carrying goods for good as it made its flight
Pushed by the river
Called Sustainer of Life 

I saw the river 
Struggling in its strife
A lack of filter
As we polluted this amazing sight
Taken by the river
Called Sacrifice of Life 

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Unfaithful

My love, where do I start?
The countless times I've shattered your heart?
Or blinded by your beauty 
Began making my speech change towards yours?
I can't ever know why you'd want me
Even love me despite my remorse
I can have no other but you
By becoming weak for me
You became strength to me
I will have no other but You
You, who let Love run through its cursed course
I can't ever know why You'd save me
But for my image to be returned to Yours
To be awed by Your glory
Still for me, You have poured out Your heart?
My God, where do I start? 

Inspiration drawn from:
Romans 5:8
Ephesians 5:25
2 Corinthians 3:18

Friday, March 6, 2015

Spiritual Warfare

You know God, sometimes
Life gets me to tire
Caught up in this spiritual mire
Always under fire
Oh wait
This is MORE than just sometimes

You know God, sometimes
Temptation is thrown left and right
At me, all through the night
Next day too fatigued to fight
Oh wait
This is MORE than just sometimes

You know God, sometimes
I fail
My attempts go as far as a snail
My efforts a pathetic wail
Oh wait
This is MORE than just sometimes

You know God, sometimes
my day dreads with doubt
I doubt your love
even your existence
and my brain unravels in confusions
Wait God
This is MORE than just sometimes!

"I do know
But sometimes
You forget Me
And My miracles of strength
You forget that I forgive your crimes
And how I AM love
You forget that I continue 
To lay My life down for you
You forget I went a great length 
For you to be Mine
So please don't forget 
That I also
Am MORE than just sometimes"

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Off the Page

He's gone
Gone for I've forgotten Him
Not merely forgot of Him
I see no breaking dawn
Reading and seeking to clear the mirage
Only to find empty words on a page
This union I've failed to salvage
Oh soul what have you done?

By beholding we become changed...
Suddenly the words pop off the page
And frees me from the heavy sin 
That kept me chained
No longer just cymbals that clanged
But bonded together 
Emerges a beautiful picture
More colorful than the colors of nature
Where the Word became flesh
And dwelt among us

Though I've wounded Him afresh
He still offers Himself to make me pure
Still offers a new life to begin


Inspiration drawn from:
2 Corinthians 3:18
1 Corinthians 13:1
John 1:14
Hebrews 6:6

Friday, December 12, 2014

My Friend (Sonnet)

Friend do you recall in a joyful phase
When together, remember perfection
But friend, I have found you lost in this craze
Now apart, we are both in dejection

I attempted everything that I could
Such a state of filth and miserable
If you'd let Me, I'd clean you, yes I would
No need to doubt. Trust Me, I'm capable

My friend, to save you is what I most crave
Such strong desire can't be contained in this stave

Inspiration drawn from:
Matthew 23:37

Monday, November 3, 2014

Dialogue



Walking home from school
A young boy all calm and chill
Had no idea of how 
His mother would lose her cool
Through the door he entered
Yet before laying down his backpack
His mother's displayed patience had lack

"Why you have B in Biology,
And C in all other class?
Why you not do better?
Only thing you do is go on computer
You have just one A
Why you no care for grade?"

Now the boy's heart sank to the ground
And from within whispered to the Almighty for aid

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

A Wasted Gift

Back in the day 
I loved things that were free
Receiving without cost
So even if it was bad quality
I had no loss 
No loss for conveniency 

These gifts who bought?
Though it's value mere dust and ash
And when free, whatever it was 
Often referred to as trash

Is that how our salvation is?
Would it liken to such comparison?
But there's a difference between costless and priceless 
And grace perhaps, lost its definition

Realize that your salvation isn't free
At least not technically
Sure its free for you and me
But someone had to pay for it
Someone did pay for it
And He did so willingly and gladly


1 Corinthians 6:20

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Conversion Story


What is something everyone can relate to? Every Christian has a story. One day I tried to write a poem, to tell such a story, but it was just terrible. So I decided to put some of my favorite quotes together, such quotes many can relate to, much better than my own words. Anyways, enjoy the "poem". :)


Although I was formerly a blasphemer, a persecutor, and an insolent man
Against You only, have I sinned
And done evil in Your sight
Lord, if You are willing, You can make me clean
It is written,
"I am willing; be cleansed
Surely I will cause breath to enter you
And you shall live
I will be found by you"

For we cannot but speak the things which we have seen and heard
I will teach transgressors Your ways
To save sinners, of whom I am chief
By this we know love,
Because He laid down His life for us
For I am persuaded that neither death nor life
Nor any other created thing,
Shall be able to separate us from the love of God

"Let not your heart be troubled
I will come again and recieve you unto Myself"
"There shall be no more pain
For the former things have passed away"

*1 Timothy 1:13
Psalm 51:4
Matthew 8:2
Matthew 4:4
Matthew 8:3
Ezekiel 37:5
Jeremiah 29:14
Acts 4:20
Psalm 51:13
1 Timothy 1:15
1 John 3:16
Romans 8:37,38
John 14:1,3
Revelation 21:4