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.

That One Friend (poem by me)

You say you don't know God
Haven't seen or heard Him
But you have a good friend
And he's a faithful Christian.

Here's the honest truth,
if you'll take the time to hear it,
The awesomeness in your friend
is God's Holy Spirit.

In your mind you do not know Him,
But Your heart has grown to love Him,
And your friend who has been so true
is God's Spirit loving you. 

"...the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, 
faithfulness, gentleness, self-control..."—Galatians 5:22-23

*Draw Near is now accepting poems for Blessed Creation: A Christian Poetry 
Collection. Details here: Call for Submissions.

Truths for the Suicidal

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Everyone would mourn you and miss you if you chose to take your life. Your family would be devastated for the rest of their lives. Old friends would wish for you to be alive another day. Your neighbors would mourn you. Everyone who hears about your death would be sorrowful. Don’t listen to the depression that is telling you that no one will miss you or that they’ll just get over it. The truth is some people would be haunted by grief for the rest of their lives by your death.

Your courage is displayed by your continued life. Persevering through depression shows valor. Battling suicidal thoughts and letting go of emotional pain require a lot more bravery than taking your own life. Don’t listen to that suicidal spirit daring you to go through with it. It is tricking you. God gave you life because He loves you. Hold on tight to this precious gift.

You will stop feeling this way one day. I can’t say how it will happen, but one day you are going to feel happy again. It might be as you close the cover of an inspirational self-help book, as you finish talking to a loved one or counselor, or after you wake up tomorrow morning. Don’t listen to the voice that is telling you that you will feel like this forever. It’s a lie. What you are now feeling is temporary. Just hang in there!

Dear Father, Deliver your people from emotional pain and depression. Help them to accept these truths and the truth of Christ’s everlasting love. Let them feel Your embrace. Thank You, Lord, that care so deeply for us. In Christ’s Name, Amen.

When you are feeling low, it is hard to imagine a bright new start. Maybe this poem will help: click here to read “Unlived Things.”

Many people leave suicide notes to communicate their last thoughts. It’s ironic that no one can ever read their loved ones’ replies because it is just too late. I will bet a reply to your suicide note would go something like a poem I wrote. Click here to read it.

© 2015 Kim Bond

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