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The Question

When I first saw Your face!

I came over with an amazing grace.

I felt your love abound in me,

with heavenly angels all around

once!

But now I feel You left me behind!

An I just another man gone blind?

 You have made a lame man walk

and a blind man see.

     But why, not for me?

If faith ‘is’ the key then death is the door.

But when You open death’s door

will there be any more?

The ONLY Question truly is,

DO You really exist?

Or are You just a theory,

like those evolutionist’s?

End

Why is death so great?

It will be there for your fate.

Heaven and Hell we surly know.

But where do we belong above or below?

I know its face I know it true.

But when its time it will come for me too.

O’ Wretched Soul

These poems are a collaboration of two souls who write for the love of Yeshua.

O’ This Wretched Soul

An original  from days past by James Neff of Men Of One Accord

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O’ this wretched soul

of mine

over hell’s fire suspends

to be lost for all time

obstinate awaiting life’s end.

O’ this wretched soul

stone cold harden heart

toiler chained to villainy

to be forever hell’s tart

lost ship in the sea of iniquity.

O’ this wretched soul

 naked before the Father’s Throne

pungent humiliation shadow of life

another sinner scorned

scourged by strife.

O’ this wretched soul

is there any hope for me?

will Yeshua’s forgiveness Flow?

can Yeshua set this soul free?

I plead for Yeshua hell’s debt to suspend

upon which now this soul depends.

prostrate before Abba’s Throne

please take this prodigal back Home?

O’ this wretched soul

of mine.

Amen.

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O’ Wretched Soul

A new take on an original by Deborah Gomez of awomansaved.

 O’ Wretched Soul | awomansaved

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O’ wretched soul

raging

unbending I await life’s end

burning

whilst over hell’s fire I suspend

O’ wretched soul

hardened

is this stone cold heart

languishing

in bitter taste of hell’s tart

O’ wretched soul

chained

is this sinner to villainy

sailing

lost in this sea of iniquity

O’ wretched soul

scourged

by strife this leper left scorn

naked

in humiliation before the Father’s Throne

O’ wretched soul

awaken

to Yeshua’s redemptive flow

given

to you is His forgiveness to sow

Never again left to suspend

on His love you now depend

He has heard your prayer’s voice

O’ wretched soul

rejoice!

The Necktie of Purpose: A poem

Here is a poem I think you find that stretches  you out a wee bit!

In Memory of Chuck Smith

Pastor Chuck, Thank-you for your service. It was through Your ministry that I came to know the Lord Jesus Christ as savior. I will miss you, James

Last Request!

May I pass down to you

a little of

my life’s knowledge?

Now these days

 young people hardly muse

the words of old men.

Time has marched on

sunsets of my past

far exceed

my sunrises I’ve yet to see.

Entering the final turn

knowing the finish line

 the home stretch lies ahead.

I sprint now to

empty myself of all mercy

that has been poured into me.

Leaving no prayer unsaid

no un-repentant sin

no hurt un-forgiven

blessing all who 

around me I see.

Reaching out in love

to those who hate me

laying hands on the sick

instructing the children

encouraging the young

picking up the fallen

I will sprint on.

Exhaling all self

denying the flesh

exhausting the body

no time to rest

yes I sprint on.

 When I cross the finish line

to look upon my race 

regrets I will not see

I will not wish 

I had prayed more

 read the Bible more 

given more

loved more

for I will have

used even my last breath

for my Lord.

Amen.

My Dad and I have always been very close and after I gave my life to Jesus we became even closer. Four years ago in August my Dad went to spend all eternity at our Abba Father’s throne. I was asked to write his eulogy this was what I came up with. My mother disliked it so much,  pitched a fit, and it was never read.  If you knew my Dad, one would say yes that was he. 

TRUE FORGIVENESS!

There was this certain father who had two sons one older and a younger yet close in age. The elder brother was always finding fault with the younger and like wise the younger with the elder. One day a match of strength broke out between the two boys and the father’s prized clock given to him by his grandfather was smashed.

When the damaged clock was found by the father, he summon for the two sons. The two boys appeared before the father and were asked to give their account on how the prized clock had been smashed. The elder son gave his account first, he explained how he could not  possibly be held responsible for it was damaged during his bout with his younger brother. In the elder’s son account he managed to find the fault of the damage with his younger brother. The younger son’s story was some what the same only he too had the fault falling upon his older brother.

The father in his wisdom said, “I am unable to determine who is at fault at this time. So I need for you not to speak to one another nor see one another for the next hour. I want you to go to separate places and judge the punishment I should give out to your brother for damaging my clock. After which time I shall listen to the judgement you have placed on one another. Then I will give you my decision on who is guilty or not and hand out your punishments.”

After one hour the boys returned heads hanging low and unable to look at their father in his eyes. He spoke to the elder son, “What do you have to say? What punishment, what judgement have you placed upon your brother’s head for you have found him guilty of smashing my grandfather’s clock.

The elder son spoke. “My brother is the one who is always provoking   me to defend myself. He should be punished by giving up his allowance until the repair of the clock is paid in full. He needs to be grounded for six weeks from all things he enjoys.”

The father replied, “Very well. Now my younger son what judgement have you come up with against your brother. For you also found him guilty of smashing my grandfather’s clock?”

The younger son began with a tearful voice, “It is true I do provoke my brother and he also me. It is true I am guilty of the damage to the clock. Father I wish to forgive my brother of the crime we have committed against you. I will take the blame alone for I have forgiven him of the acts he has done to me. Please do not punish my brother for this?”

The Father looked at his two sons both with their heads now even lower and replied, “Very well. My eldest please go and get my Bible.”

The eldest son returned shortly with his father’s Bible and went to hand it to his father. The father did not take the Bible. Instead he said to him, “Turn to Luke 6:37, and read to verse 42. ”

The eldest read with a cracking voice, “Judge not, and you shall not be judged. Condemn not, and you shall not be condemned. Forgive and you will be forgiven. Give and it will be given to you: good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over will be put into your bosom. for with the same measure that you use, it will be measured back to you.” 

And He spoke a parable to them: “Can the blind lead the blind? Will they not both fall into the ditch? A disciple is not above his teacher, but everyone who is perfectly trained will be like his teacher. And why do you look at the speck in your brother’s eye, but do not perceive the plank in your own? Or how can you say to brother. ‘Brother, let me remove the speck that is in your eye.’ when you yourself do not see the plank in your own eye? Hypocrite! First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck that is in your brother’s eye.”

The boy closed the Bible and handed it to his father and stepped back  waiting for the coming judgement.

The father then with authority announced his ruling, “My youngest, I find you guilty of damaging my grandfather’s clock.  Son because you did not judge your brother and did not condemn him and ask for him to be forgiven; I now forgive you of your misconduct I will not punish you. My eldest son I find you guilty of damaging my grandfather’s clock. Son because you did judge your brother and you did condemn your brother with the same measure I will pronounce your punishment: You will forfeit your allowance till two times the value of the clock is paid. You be grounded for twelve weeks and the only thing you can do are the chores around this place. That is all now go.”

The youngest son asked, “May I speak father?” His father nodded yes, so he made a tearful plea, “Father if I ask of you again would you please forgive my brother because you love me? If I ask again would you please forgive my brother because I love him? If I ask again would you please forgive my brother because you love him? Would you please?”

With tears in his eyes and joy in his heart the father cried, “Yes I forgive you both, Yes I love you both! You are forgiven.” He then grabbed his boys and hugged them and kissed them. After which he carried his grandfather’s clock out and pitched it in the trash and never thought of it again.

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!!

Trials Into Blessings!

I have a coworker who became a good friend, so I started to pray for him. Steve’s life was going along real good: But God had plans for Steve’s life. Steve was to be broken, divorce was coming, his life was to be torn apart, he was to be thrown into a pit with no way out. At the start of his divorce he became very depressed and wanted to kill himself, his wife and all his family. I have walked this road myself Jesus found me at the bottom of this pit. I said some things to Steve in away most men of God would not talk. I also used language most men of God should never use. Steve had to hear and understand so I spoke his language. Of course I could have used a ball bat, or even a golf club, they work just as well for tact. My idea of tact is to use a nine pound sledge-hammer to drive a thumb tack into a cork board. It may not be pretty but it will get the job done. My method of console is best understood by bloody knuckle blue-collar workers only.

Yes, I remember the Greek word for comfort; paraklesis: to come along side because you are invited: When a vessel at sea is in distress the aiding vessel must be invited, to come alongside to give aid. It does not mean you shall not use a fire axe if a fire axe is needed to combat the demons of hell.

This story goes on and on and it is still going on but there is a point to it. God used all the suffering in my life to walk with Steve and sometimes even carry him through his trials. Steve did make peace with God, and so did his seventeen year old daughter. As I think all of the things that I have suffered through, God for His Glory has used my trials to comfort someone else. My trials were not only for my good, but my trials were also used to bless another and another and another. Just like a pebble dropped in a pond the blessing only goes out. Only a God of love can do that!

Out of this story comes the poem Trials!

Just for the record I wrote the story first, but I posted the poem first a dyslexic will do that!

Yahweh’s Poet!

Who is Yahweh’s Poet?
He is the man who has
touched the face of Yeshua
with burdens, broken lives, and
crushed spirits of others.
Who is Yahweh’s Poet?
He is the man who has
embraced the heart beat of Yeshua
with the anguish, torment,
and fears of others.
Who is Yahweh’s Poet?
He is the man who has
kissed the feet of Yeshua
with the tearful cries of abused,
hungry, lost children.
Who is Yahweh’s Poet?
He is the man who boldly prays,
with sorrowful sighs, lamenting groans,
and distressful outcries.
For if the world could hear
the words that are branded upon his soul
all would turn and run in fear.
His lips are so formed
the world shall never hear him sing.
Who is Yahweh’s Poet?
He is the man who Yeshua
gave pen and paper,
and spoke write for Me
the songs you sing at My throne!
So all the world shall hear you sing!
This is Yahweh’s Poet!

Yeshua Messiah’s Tears

A prayer asking, Lord break my heart with what breaks Yours?

One day at a tomb

of His friend Lazarus

Yeshua Messiah’s tears fell

not for Lazarus,

but for those weeping.

One day drawing near Jerusalem

Yeshua Messiah’s tears fell

not for the joyful welcome,

but for what was

hidden from their eyes.

One day in the garden dust

Yeshua Messiah’s tears fell

not for the pain

not for the suffering

and not from the weight of sin,

but for the ones who say

I know Him not.

One day in Heaven

at Abba Father’s Great White Throne

Yeshua Messiah’s tears shall fall

not for the one

He says well done

not for the one who’s tears

He wipes away,

but for the ones

Yeshua Messiah condemns with

Bitter Tears in

Sadness of Rejection

depart from Me

into outer darkness.

I would Like to give a special Thank-you to Christine of : “Time to Wake Up” in her post I read a phrase that jumped off the page at me. I ask if I may use it, for it has inspired  this poem. See if you can find it: http://trusthismercy.wordpress.com/2013/04/07/not-one-of-you-would-ever-be-given-the-authority-to-judge-another-in-my-name-for-this-is-not-possible/

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