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BY. JOHN. D. JUNGERS
28. M A Y. 2 0 2 3
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A Weighty Topic (That's Heavy!)
Why is it when we skip a meal
the meal will go to waste?
If we decline to wine and dine,
the meal still goes to waist!
We're on an uphill battle ground,
and not by happenstance.
Don't you just hate when food adds weight,
by just a simple glance?
Low calorie, no calorie,
those three meals never care.
Try as we might, with half a bite,
those inches grow right there!
Old age compounds the shapes of things,
in spite of our lifestyle.
It slows us down and keeps that frown,
from turning to a smile!
Some people always look the same,
by everyone's detection,
but our eyes only see plus*size
in that hallway reflection!
There is a way to fool your eyes
and help your mind think clearer,
and turn the 'ol frown upside down
with a new "trick" hallway mirror!
~William
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Engineering, science and technology. Exploring astronomy, geography, geology and archeology. Gadgets, TV, radio and microwaves. Turning the next generation into techno*zombies and useful wage slaves
Satellites and gizmos. Noise is pervasive everywhere one goes. Loud talk as they walk. Verbal altercations the norm throughout the nation. Road rage and gunfights. Colors, sounds, sights. Gaudy neon lights. Folks afraid to go out at night
Modern day technological wizardry. Magnified voices and cinematography. Hematology, genes and genealogy. Morphology, ballistics, criminalistics, criminology. Sick hearts, sick minds, sick society, abnormal psychology, pathology
White supremacy and the deliterious remnants of colonialism. ISIS and other progenitors of terrorism. Minds of the masses in a constant state of crisis, perversion and sexual schism
Those with good character are victims of ridicule and derision. Good sense, good deeds and morality is easily ravaged. When technology is directed by the modern day Western savage
By
Abu Lateef Ali Babatunde
´ 2023
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Have A Very Lovely Day!
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~ Thank You Lord ~
( In My Style Poetry Form )
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~O~
Lord
Thank You
For Your Love
For all You've done
Thanks for blessings each day
You forgive sins, give Eternal Life
You hold me when I'm down, You lift my soul.
~O~
You hold me when I'm down, You lift my soul.
You forgive sins, give Eternal Life
Thanks for blessings each day
For all You've done
For Your Love
Thank You
Lord
~O~
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Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2023
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May.27.2023
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
*'For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
* Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
*The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.'
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
*For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against
powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this World, against spiritual
wickedness in the high places.
Ephesians 6:12 (NIV)
* I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Philippians 4: 13 ( NIV )
*This is the message we have heard from Him and proclaim to you, that
God is Light, and in Him there is no darkness at all.
1 John: 5
*What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul?
Matthew 16:26 (NIV)
1. This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.
2. For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy.
3. Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good.
4. Traitors, heady, high*minded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God.
5. Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.
~2 Timothy 3 * 5 * King James Version (KJV) ~
*Read: Matthew 24: 1*50
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* HOW TO KNOW JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD AND SAVIOR *
A salvation prayer, known by many Christians as a 'Sinners Prayer,' is a prayer one would say to repent from sin, ask God for forgiveness, confess belief in Jesus Christ, and accept him as Lord and Savior. Saying a salvation prayer is the first step in your personal relationship with God.
If you believe the Bible offers truth about the way of salvation, but you have not taken the step to become a Christian, it's as simple as praying this prayer. You can pray by yourself, using your own words. There is no special formula. Just pray from your heart to God, and he will save you. If you feel lost and don´t know what to pray, here´s a salvation prayer that you can follow:
Dear Lord,
I admit that I am a sinner. I have done many things that don´t please you. I have lived my life for myself only. I am sorry, and I repent. I ask You to forgive me.
I believe that You died on the cross for me to save me. You did what I could not do for myself. I come to You now and ask you to take control of my life; I give it to You. From this day forward, help me to live every day for You and in a way that pleases You.
I love you, Lord, and I thank You that I will spend all eternity with You.
Amen.
If you have just prayed this prayer, congratulations!:))
You have received Christ as your Savior and have made the best decision you will ever make´one that will change your life forever!
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~Behold, children are heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward'.
Psalm 127:3
Abortion is MURDER! Please people, Do Not Kill a Baby!
~There are times when all that we have left is to pray to God.~
~ ' Let Love be without dissimulation . Abhor that which is evil; cleave to that which is good. ' ~
* Romans 12:9
~ My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior.
* Luke 1: 46*47 *
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*'Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.'
* Mark Twain *
~Author's Notes:
"In My Style" is a poetry form or style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000.
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* Thought Of The Day *
~ ALL THAT IS IN THE WORLD ~
* 1 John 2:15*17*
John warns us not to love the world or the things in it. But what is the world? The apostle isn't talking about the material realm, so there's no need to deprive ourselves of everything we enjoy in life. Rather, he is reminding us that every good desire can be perverted by sinful longings and pride.
The nature of the world system is seen in the behaviors, attitudes, and ambitions of our culture:
Immorality. Our society seeks to gratify lust in ways that God has forbidden. Immorality has even entered our homes through the internet and television.
Greed. The culture is driven by a desire for wealth, material possessions, fame, and power´and some people lie, cheat, steal, or kill to get what they want.
Pride. People are lovers of self and want to be seen as better than others. It's common today to portray oneself falsely on social media in order to be admired.
Despite the sinful condition of our culture, we shouldn't be discouraged. God is greater than the world's power to entice, and His purposes aren't thwarted by sin. He is able to guide us through the darkness as we trust and follow Him.
By Dr. Charles Stanley.
September.25.1932* April.18.2023
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What we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will give us later.
´ Romans 8:18 (TLB)*
Father, help me to go beyond the afflictions and tribulations of our age, and to look toward the inheritance reserved for us in heaven.
By Evangelist Dr. Billy Graham
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*Reflect & Pray *
There's no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to
do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
*1 John 4: 18
When do you find yourself feeling pressured to believe fear is greater than love? How might your relationships with others change if you believed you don´t need to be afraid?
Loving God, thank You for Your Love. Help us to trust in and follow Your Light and Love even when the way gets dark.
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~Prayer Of The Day*
*Lord Jesus, as You sat looking over Jerusalem, You wept.
Give me the same compassion for those who have not accepted Your remedy and been BORN AGAIN.
~Today's Reflection~
*SALVATION IS FOR TODAY,SEEK THE LORD WHILE HE MAY BE FOUND.NO ONE IS PROMISED TOMORROW.
* Bless is the man who trusts in the Lord, and whose hope is the Lord.
*Jeremiah 17:7
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"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power."
* Abraham Lincoln *
"Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love."
*Francis of Assisi*
Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside,
dreams, who looks inside, awakes." *
* Carl Jung, Letters *
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Watch for those who cause divisions,
Detours perverse to the doctrine;
Interpreting their opinions,
Without the needed discipline.
Avoid the teaching they have taught,
Because they are not serving Christ;
Their own appetites have been sought,
Of deceptive hearts, they enticed.
Your righteousness is known to all,
And so I rejoice over you;
That you do not falter or fall,
Because you are faithful and true.
I want you to be wise and good,
Innocent to what is evil;
Living your life the way you should,
Avoiding works of the devil.
The God of peace will crush Satan,
And crushing him under your feet;
The grace of the Lord will straighten,
His crooked path causes his defeat.
Copyright ©2023 Richard Newton Sherrer
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A FLOWER`S DAY
Ah! Another sunny day
Once again I may
Lift my face towards the sky
I let out a happy sigh.
I open my petals
As the sun settles
To shine upon me
Now I`m full of glee.
My scent I do release
And rest in the peace
Of my flower bed
Among those who are dead.
Look what`s landed on me
My friend the bumble bee
Take my nectar please do
It`s meant just for you.
Here she comes with her spade
To take the flowers who fade
But I`m okay, I`m fine
My open petals are the sign.
Here comes a sun shower
It waters every flower
My petals catch each rain drop
But no doubt it will soon stop.
Look at the colours so bright
The rainbow`s a pretty sight
As the sun shines, it fades
No pot of gold in the glades.
The sun is fading now
And so my head I bow
I will see you tomorrow
Just when the cock`s crow.
copyright´2004 Elsie
Elsie`s Poetry ~*~ Poet5170
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Everlasting
This grief is deep
Like the pacific ocean
Massive, unrelenting.
I jump right in and swim with you
But sink to the bottom
like dead weight.
My fate
In your hands
And your eyes
As dark as this ocean
That holds my demise.
I am covered in your lies,
Head to toe
But how would I know they were a warranted disguise?
My heart still shares this grief for you.
Everlasting
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On November 9th of 2018 we lost our home in the Woolsey Wildfires. It was months before I fully comprehended what had happened. Yes, we were absolutely blessed that our family and friends were safe. We held onto that, and onto each other, in the days after the fires. As people began to make their way, those who had not lost homes or possessions, tended to reassure those of us who had lost so much, that it was 'just stuff'. My 'just stuff' was a home filled with irreplaceable treasures going back countless generations, including our family bible. My 'just stuff' were tangible mementoes of the many milestones of our life. Again, we were very blessed that we were safe. But in the aftermath, I found myself cringing every time a well*meaning person dismissed our material losses as 'just stuff'. Here is the love letter to all we lost.
Just Stuff
Winds churn
Embers burn
Gales´
Howl and whip
Flames´
Grow and grip
Smoke spirals,
Coils, crashes
Rolls into itself and thrashes
Demonically,
Over´
´.and over
´.and over´
The heavens hold its breath
As black smoke
Twists and curls.
Angry, raging fires swirl,
Feast on dry brush
In acrid heat.
Blue*tipped tongues strike
With wanton precision
No rhyme, no reason
Just chaotic indecision
Strike here, then there,
Hopscotch, jump!
Jump, jump!
Burn, skip, burn, burn,
Back track
Stop. Here.
Simmer.
Begin again´
Start´
Ummmm´
There!
The Devil has come to town
And it´s hungry.
When the demon has its fill
Of armchairs and china and books of
White knights and fairy tales,
Children´s drawings, cherished keepsakes,
Great*great*great Grandma´s Irish lace,
In the Aftermath
I am unglued and broken.
I walk among the rubble
Of what was once my home.
And force the edges of my Lips,
Dry and scabbed from Fire´s kiss
To upwards turn,
An offer of assurance
To those who console
That I am okay, and yes, I do know.
It was just stuff.
Just.
Stuff.
That burned.
But, in the long and silent stretch of night
Different demons come to fight
And sleep resists
Except in fits
I toss and turn, and turn and toss
And beg for sleep to dull my thoughts´
It´s in those lonely hours of night
I weep.
For loss.
For loss of ´stuff´.
Just.
Stuff.
But´
It was MY stuff.
My memories.
My milestones.
My treasures.
MY´ Me.
I have lost part of me.
No matter what
Well*meaning people say.
That try to comfort loss away.
(And, yes! I´m blessed to wake each day.
But, still I grieve what´s gone away.)
You were not
Just.
Stuff.
You were the bedding saved
For future grandkid´s cribs.
The recipe for Tutu´s sweet
Banana Bread.
The mug that I´d been given by
My mom, no longer here.
Her voice on a recording
Played to keep her near,
´Also, now, no longer here.
This spot, here, great grandma´s gift,
Chairs with cushions, all hand*stitched.
Passed down from Mother to her child,
Now, just ash upon a pile.
The ghosts from my ´just stuff´
Wrap around my neck and squeeze
I can´t breathe.
I am suffocating.
This is all too much.
And I am not enough.
Panic and anxiety ensue,
Where to start? What to do?
I gulp deep breaths
Amid the rubble
Of what was once my life.
Smoke and soot seep into my skin,
So deep that no amount of scrubbing can remove
The acrid smell of Mother Nature´s theft.
My lungs swell and burn, each breath
Filled of dark remains.
Gnat wings of ash, like demon flies,
Fill my senses,
Settle in my chest.
I´m reminded that everything´everything´will
Eventually become dust.
To all the things
I know that I have lost
I mourn you, and apologize
For you were not.
Just.
Stuff.
To all the things
I know not yet
that I have lost,
I honor you.
How do you say good*bye
To something you don´t know has left?
And so, the grief continues
Until there comes a time
When reaching for ´just stuff´
No longer here, resides.
An hour, day, a week, a year,
A decade´ I don´t know.
How long does it takes a person
To just let the ´just stuff´ go.
´ Feb 13, 2019 K. Orian. All rights reserved.
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