Poetic Prayer for the Unsaved (poem by me)

Lord of all mankind, nothing is too hard for You,
Thank You for saving me and washing me of my sin,
I know You are real and Your Word is true,
Now I come before You for my friends and kin.

Open their eyes to see they strayed,
Let them repent of sin and comprehend,
Cause them to feel shame and disgrace,
So they’ll reach out for You before their life’s end.

Let them reach out for You and see You’re near,
You are knocking at their door even now,
You’re speaking to them — let them hear,
Let them open the door — show them how.

Show them that those who seek will find,
Reveal the depth of Your love and grace,
How Your Son died for the sins of mankind,
Illustrate how His punishment took our place.

Let them ask for and receive the Holy Spirit,
Like a kind Father, it’s Your good pleasure to give it.

*I pray in agreement for the salvation of your loved ones. In Christ’s Name, Amen!

Nature Is Calling to You (poem by me)

stream

Majestic mountaintops glittering with snow,
Far away from the hustle of the urban sprawl,
Its bosom holds secrets from long ago,
A looming backdrop to remind us we are small.

Crystal clear streams flowing freely from peaks,
No stagnation or pollution to undo,
It trickles into sparkling streams and creeks,
Stressing to us purity is a virtue.

Home to the formidable and dignified moose,
Chewing tall grasses and spring flowers with wide eyes,
Watching for those who would challenge his truce,
Prompting respect for all creatures under the skies.

Take a hike, make a drive, step outside, pass through,
And perceive nature’s personal message to you.

“But ask the animals, and they will teach you, or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish in the sea inform you.
Which of all these does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this? In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind.” —Job 12:7-10

The Second Woe (poem by me)

God will appoint two witnesses,
witnesses that prophesy,
prophesy for 1260 days,
days of verbal virtuosity.

Even the rain will wait and listen,
listen to the two with power,
power to invoke plagues,
plagues and fire that devour.

Then the men will be attacked,
attacked by the beast,
beast that kills the men,
men who lay deceased.

Then God will breathe,
breathe into the two men,
men once dead now alive,
and taken up to heaven.

Then the earth rumbled,
rumbled and killed some,
some dead from the second woe,
woe number three yet to come.

This poem is based on Revelation 11.

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Psalm to the Lord (by me)

Your ways are higher than my ways,
You are perfect, flawless,
Your deeds are worthy of honor & praise,
Be exalted over all worthless idols,
Let your glory spread like wildfire,
Your Name & Your Presence are more precious than gold to me,
You are awesome because You are good;
You are faithful when I am not;
You are merciful, giving much more grace than is deserved,
No one compares to You,
My heart sings a song for my Beloved;
Let it find You in perfect harmony, my Lord;
You are my God, You light my way, O Holy One,
I take refuge in You; You are my strength,
You are my Strong Tower,
You saved me from death—me and my loved ones,
When it was dark and death prepared to
strike like a python without warning,
When I had no hope or strength,
You were there with me in the dark night of my soul,
You held my hand for You care for the brokenhearted,
the downcast in soul,
You heard my prayer, You answered
swiftly like an eagle zeroing in on its prey,
You help me succeed in the public square,
You make onlookers wonder how;
I will tell them it’s You;
You are my strong arm,
The omnipotent One,
You are the key,
The omniscient,
You are my Father in heaven,
Creator of all the earth,
You are the Spirit inside me
purifying me of sin
Who made the universe?
You did, Mighty God.
Who made each one of us?
No one but You, Lord of all lords;
Who put the sun in the sky and
the moon to give its light at night?
The One who is Sovereign & All Powerful,
It is the Almighty God.

Which Lampstand Are You? (sestina by me)

Christian, are you the Ephesus church?
Have you forsaken your first love?
Yet you have good deeds and are hard at work…
Do the things you did at first; repent!
And then if you hold onto your faith,
You will eat in the paradise of God.

Are your deeds unfinished in the sight of God?
Then you are part of the Sardis church,
You are falling asleep in your faith,
Remember God’s unfailing love,
Wake up your spirit! Wake up! Repent!
The Lord comes like a thief; get to work!

Adulterer, watching porn at work?
Do you not fear the one true God?
He will show you mercy when you repent,
You are not alone, Pergamum church,
He will assign you a new name, Love,
You will eat of His manna by faith.

Believer, you are wealthy in your faith,
Yet you receive little pay for your work,
They will admit He has shown you love,
You have never denied the Name of God,
You are Philadelphia or Smyrna,
Teach others to be true and repent.

Are you lukewarm in worship? Then repent!
Make a choice! Be hot or cold in your faith!
Worldly Christians belong to the Laodicea church,
You’re wealthy but do little or no work,
But are you rich towards Almighty God?
Buy understanding; share some love.

You have faith, service, even love,
But you follow false teaching; repent!
You have one Father, and He is God,
Hold onto God’s Word in full faith,
Then ruling nations will be your work,
Stay strong until the end, Thyatira church.

Is Christ your true love and in whom you place your faith?
Confess sins and repent, then trust He did the work,
You are a child of God no matter where you go to church.

*This sestina poem is inspired by Revelation 2-3.

The Relaxing Trees (poem by me)

There is a hammock
swinging in a wild meadow,
It’s tied to two trees
One tree is called “Trust in God”
The other is called “Firm Hope.”

You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands. —Isaiah 55:12

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The Morning After (poem by me)

(In memory of Bryan)

Let it be yesterday,
Let me go back in time,
And hug you,
And hold you tight,
And tell you “No,
Don’t do it!”
We will never get over you.

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”–Jeremiah 29:11

*Do not suffer in silence. Speak out and tell someone if you are struggling with suicidal thoughts. The National Suicide Hotline. You can call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273 TALK (8255) any time of the day or night.

**One of the aims of Draw Near’s upcoming anthology called Laments is to communicate our struggles instead of wrestling in silence. Please consider submitting an essay that conveys the challenges in your life and the hope you have in Christ.

The Dark Side of Spring (poem by me)

Daffodils in bloom,
Achoo! Tissue;
Let’s go to the park,
Sudafed pill;
The grass turns a lush green,
Flonase spray;
The sun grows intense,
Kenalog injection;
Bunnies grow numerous,
Zyrtec tablet;
Woodpeckers are pecking,
Herbal tea;
Spring has a sharp spear,
I’ll retreat indoors.

*Anybody out there feeling my pain and suffering from allergies too? I hope you have a great spring anyway.

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Three Talented Men (poem by me)

There was a man
who played the horn
every so often
and when asked if he had talent,
he said, “I’m not good at anything.”

There was a man
who played violin
on the streets of New York
and people put down their windows
to listen to him share his talent.

There was a man
who sang in the choir
every Sunday
No one could hear his talent
for his voice blended with others.

The first man received nothing,
The second earned peace from troubles,
The third gained his heart’s desire,
And justice was served to all.

“Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.”—1 Peter 4:10