Taste & See (poem by me)

I am the Samaritan woman at the well,
Jesus shared info about me no one else knows,
Amazed, I scrambled back to my hometown to tell,
We left all follow to Him wherever He goes.

I suffered much and touched the hem of His garment,
His all-consuming power healed my soul’s deep wounds,
No, death in this life of flesh is not permanent,
He’ll raise each one of us from our transient tombs.

I have wept at His feet and poured out costly oil,
He has forgiven even the most dire of sins,
He gave us brand new hearts, ones made of fertile soil,
A mustard seed of faith is how it all begins.

If you have read these words and truly understood,
Then you have tasted and seen that the Lord is good.

Prayer for Your Children (by me)

We pray their cares would be few,
& your peace would console their heart,
We pray they would learn their true value
& they’d live as ones set apart.

We pray they would know Your amazing grace,
Though they may never learn the depth or length,
We pray they claim You as their hiding place,
& let the joy of the Lord be their strength.

We pray they would know You as their Friend,
& learn to trust You and be still,
We pray good would come to them,
All this according to Your perfect will.

Let them share the gospel without shame,
Let them lift up praise to Your Holy Name.

Come (prayer for the unsaved by me)

We pray for the salvation of loved ones today,
that they would gain supernatural wisdom,
and learn You are the truth, the life, and only Way,
You love them and welcome them into Your kingdom.

Let them look and see our faces are radiant,
For we know You and we behold Your glory,
We testify that You are life’s sweet, pleasing fragrance,
Open their ears to truly hear our true life story.

Lead us to the house of God with shouts of joy,
You will lead, and we will follow Your voice,
We will sing praises as part of Your envoy,
Eternally, we’ll worship You and forever rejoice.

Come, all those who are weary and heavily burdened,
Come to the One who binds the wounds of the hurting.

A Prayer for One with Covid or Who is Ill…(by me)

A prayer for one with Covid or who is ill…

Cause them to breathe deep and easily,
We pray coughing and headaches would cease,
That recovery would occur speedily,
And they’d be cool, cozy, and at peace.

Bestow energy and keep them coherent,
Let them feel relaxed and have rest in their soul,
Knowing they’re being overseen by Your Holy Spirit,
Trusting You have all things under control.

Let no one pass before their ordained time,
And until then live a joyful existence,
Because Your Son’s blood paid for our kind,
Our souls cling to You with no resistance.

(I pray in agreement for your ill family and friends.)

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!

But(t)s & Ewes (You’s) (poem by me)

But(t)s belong in the ashtray,
“But I only wanted to have fun,”
“But I am really a good person,”
That’s what people in hell say.

Ewes (You’s) belong to the Good Shepherd,
“You forgave all the sins of my life,”
“You sent Your Son as a sacrifice,”
That’s how those in heaven are accepted.

“’I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep.'”—John 10:14-15

It can be tempting to justify ourselves when talking to God with “But I.” However, it is futile to justify ourselves at all. We only have hope in God’s mercy. Do you ever try to justify yourself before God?

Building Fences (poem by me)

You, Believer, are a pure white vinyl fence,
Crowned with ornate posts secured in concrete,
Against sin, you have premium resistance,
Yet you are single and feel incomplete.

If you take an unbeliever as your spouse,
Your fence will be finished in wood with gaping holes,
Every kind of sin will rush into your house,
Your lover will delight in being exposed.

You will scream and rage about the ambush,
The sin that rushed in, and the pain it evoked,
Haven’t you read the warning in God’s book?
With unbelievers, do not be unequally yoked.

If you haven’t already made this mistake,
Prefer to spend your time among God’s people,
God will send you someone — please patiently wait,
Then you will be a superior fence with no equal.

“Do not be yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness?” —2Corinthians 6:14

It is right to spend some time showering God’s love on non-Christians, but our close relationships (tight friendships and love interests) should be with Christians who are equally devoted to God as we are. Which friends in your life should you spend more time with?

Excuse Me, Potter (poem by me)

When one studies men throughout history,
one must befriend their own mediocrity,
he must confess his grievous apathy,
and admit his pathetic passivity.

He must go to God humbly,
and say, “Lord, do what thou will with me”
for I am weak and unsatisfactory,
and You are strong and mighty.

“Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship.” —Romans 12:1

Sometimes we forget God has a plan for each one of us, and we try to create our own legacy for our own glory. Do you have ambitious plans that you need to let go of so that God can accomplish His great plan for your life?

Your Time is Up (poem by me)

Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up,
God will judge your every deed,
The game is over, drink the cup.

Silence now, don’t interrupt,
Not the time to beg or plead,
Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up.

Was your life righteous or corrupt?
In the gospel, have you believed?
The game is over, drink from the death cup.

Does Jesus have your trust?
Or has Satan successfully deceived?
Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up.

Were you humble or puffed up?
Were you the fertile seed or a stubborn weed?
The game is over, drink from the death cup.

Eternal destinies are not decided by luck,
Choose Christ today before you’re buried,
Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up,
The game is over, drink from the death cup.

” For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” —John 3:16

This lifetime is the time given to make the choice between good and evil, between heaven and hell, between God or Satan. Have you chosen Christ to be your Savior?

Who Does God Love? (poem by me)

God shows no favoritism,
He loves men; He loves women,
He loves them from all nations,
God loves those who love Him.

God loves the little children,
He loves the abandoned,
He loves the heartbroken,
God loves those who love Him.

God loves those who’ve sinned,
Those who are grief-stricken,
who want to begin again,
God loves those who love Him.

“I love those who love me,and those who seek me find me.” —Proverbs 8:17