Mistake Eraser (poem by me)

Mistake: moment you want to erase
Repent: wish to erase mistakes
Forgive: erasing mistakes
Saved: all mistakes erased
Jesus: eraser
Trust in God to
erase your
mistakes.
Grace.

“God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son. Anyone who believes in him will not die but will have eternal life.” —John 3:16 (NIrV)

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Porn’s Illusion (poem by me)

Turns out the diamond was only a quartz,
The Botox smiles were bloated with tears,
Makeup downstairs masked the genital warts,
Cocaine and Drambuie dispelled the fears.

A mangled misused juvenile inside,
No one to protect, nurture, or treasure,
Her morals and virtue went by the wayside,
She reasoned she lived for others’ pleasure.

Porn is a tunnel-boring machine,
for crippled hearts and crushed souls,
It digs and dredges a deep ravine,
Her soul, your soul, their souls—all black holes.

Do you want to know and taste real love?
God’s Son paved your freedom in His blood.

“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.” —Galatians 5:1

Truth About Heaven (poem by me)

These secrets come from the same demon,
This time, it’s the truth about heaven,
Because he swallowed the truth serum,
Or else, there’s no way he would be tellin’.

No one is bored or boring up there,
Everyone walks around feeling
joyful like they are walking on air,
and no one dies or needs healing.

No one feels hungry or thirsty,
There’s always an enormous feast,
And a river that never gets dirty
But flows from the Lord’s throne of peace.

All the people up there love one another,
Singing and dancing down golden streets,
They treat every man like their own brother,
All are gentle, even the wild beasts.

It is never, ever dark like night,
King Jesus fills the whole place with love
and illuminates it with His glorious light,
All are clothed robes, each one white as a dove.

Keep being a good person and trust that,
Don’t rely on the Savior and God’s grace,
Before you know it, your life will have passed,
And you will never have to live in that horrible place.

*If you want to make heaven your eternal home, please give your life to Christ by saying this prayer:
Lord, I feel like I am a good person when I compare myself to other people, but deep inside I know I am not pure enough to stand in the presence of a perfect God. Please let Jesus’s blood wash me clean of all my sins so I can put on a pure white robe and stand before You. From this day forward, I make You my Lord and God. And starting today, You adopt me as Your own child that You will love and care for as Your very own. You will do this on the basis of your sinless Son who died on the cross for me and rose to eternal life and sits at Your right hand. Thank You for saving me from hell. Show me the way to live according to Your commands and be obedient to You. In Christ’s Name, Amen.

Samson the Hero (poem by me)

Samson shared the honey,
honey from the lion,
lion that he killed,
killed like the Philistines,
Philistines burned his wife,
wife he swore he must have,
have and hold forever,
forever he is remembered,
remembered for his strength,
strength from the Lord,
Lord of all Israel,
Israel bound him with ropes,
ropes he easily broke,
easily he crushed Philistine men,
Philistine men who tricked,
tricked him to finally admit,
admit his hair should not be cut,
cut on the lap of Delilah,
Delilah brought him down,
down but not out,
out to get revenge,
revenge by pushing down pillars,
pillars that killed thousands,
thousands of oppressing enemies,
enemies of the one true Lord.

*This poem is based on Judges 13-16.

“They will receive blessing from the Lord and vindication from God their Savior. Such is the generation of those who seek him, who seek your face, God of Jacob.” —Psalm 24:5-6

A Love Song (poem by me)

When the dolphins leap,
And the fireflies glow,
When the cardinals tweet,
And the cool winds blow;
Our Father above is letting us know
To Him, we are all treasured and belong,
Blessed creation is His love song.

“You are worthy, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things, and by your will they were created and have their being.” —Revelation 4:11

*If you love poems about God’s creation, read Draw Near’s free ebook entitled Blessed Creation.

Tears in a Bottle (poem by me)

When I cried,
When we broke up,
When I saw her bedsores,
When my father died.
When I binge watched that show,
When you married,
And then at the funeral,
When the Holy Spirit squeezed my heart,
and tears flowed like a torrential downpour.

“You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.” —Psalm 56:8