Category Archives: Christian Living

Pride of Life

 “Don’t love the world or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in them. Everything that is in the world—the craving for whatever the body feels, the craving for whatever the eyes see and the arrogant pride in one’s possessions—is not of the Father but is of the world.  And the world and its cravings are passing away, but the person who does the will of God remains forever.”  1 John 2:15-17

These worldly things with greed like kings
the flesh and eyes do crave.
In toil and strife, we cling to life
as if it’s ours to save.

We often ask, “is this a task
too menial for me?”
But set aside that ugly pride
serve sacrificially.

All this wanting, ever daunting
just count it all as loss.
Humble your heart, be set apart
and look upon the cross.

Lust of the flesh – the soul’s enmeshed
All sin just leads to death.
But turn back now, He’ll show you how
God is your life and breath.

Don’t trade your soul, show self-control
now is your faith in vain?
Christ has been raised, on Him you’ve gazed
in Jesus all is gain.

Lust of the eyes – word to the wise
it all will fade away.
So do God’s will, He loves you still
He longs for you today.

By His mercy, but unworthy
not fit – but useable.
A servants heart, state of the art
to God, it’s beautiful.

Poetry Type: Triquatrain




Filed under Christian Living, Jesus, Poetry

Time Twister

Happiness, so the ancient proverb goes, does not notice the passing of time,
Meanwhile, we oscillate between frantic schedules and boredom today,
Weighing those tragic instances when the world seems to stop in the present,
Or when hours fly quickly by in dreams and morph their way into tomorrow.
They say time heals even though persistent memories melt into our future,
So that the seconds drag on to fade and contort our yesterday.

Wake up, dreamer; the end is closer today than yesterday!
The day is running soft resembling fine cheese primed in the heat of time,
No matter how many hours we’ve known, we are captives of the future,
Such that the past flows through our hands so fluidly today,
As if we could mold each moment into the outer rind of tomorrow.
Alas, there is no time like the present!

Now, there is this One who stands above time to see past and future as present.
Our days on earth are transient shadows; were we born but yesterday?
Considering each day has its own trouble, why do we worry about tomorrow?
Even now, God makes everything beautiful in its own time,
Patiently swinging the absolute pendulum of today,
While dwelling perfectly in the realm of eternity’s future.

Finding divine wisdom will lead to a bright future,
Because wisdom is not just an ideal, but a Person fully present.
Do you really believe future generations will remember what you do today
Or that your soul will be contained in the sand-filled glass of yesterday?
Only fools idle away their time
And boast on what they will do tomorrow.

For which of us can say what will really happen tomorrow?
Only God can speak into your future
Because He is Spirit; in no way constrained by space and time.
By the power of His word, He upholds our very universe at present,
And to Him, a thousand years are as yesterday.
God is the Alpha and Omega tomorrow and today.

Because the Lord has an eternal purpose for today,
There is joy in knowing He changes not – this day or tomorrow.
Just as sure as this poem began with the end yesterday,
The Messiah will re-invade history in the future.
Will you be ready, will you be present?
There is a new dawn that follows this long night of Time.

His manifold grace is the same yesterday and today –
Truth stands the test of time, while lies get exposed tomorrow –
Is your hope for the future present?

Poetry Type: Sestina

The first sestina I wrote can be found here. This is the second.

This poem was inspired by a challenge at Amy Leigh Cutler’s blog. She suggested to use Salvidor Dali’s painting on “The Persistence of Memory” as a sestina writing prompt.

Both graphics courtesy of


Filed under Agnostic, Christian Living, Death, God, Grace, Jesus, Life, Love


He who covers his sins will not prosper, but whoever confesses and forsakes them will have mercy. Proverbs 28:13

Betraying Jesus with a kiss,
Judas dared to call Him “Master”.
Preferring momentary gain,
treating the Lord with such disdain,
a soul flirting with disaster.
Running toward the serpent’s hiss
reaping keys to the dark abyss,
we bite the line of satan’s lure,
with hardened heart and calloused pain.
Destructions way just leads to death,
void of mercy, gasping for breath.  

Poetry type:  Trilonnet



Filed under Christian Living, Death, Faith, God, Life, Mercy, Repentance

No Song Without Him

Therefore there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has set you free from the law of sin and of death. For what the Law could not do, weak as it was through the flesh, God did: sending His own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh and as an offering for sin, He condemned sin in the flesh, so that the requirement of the Law might be fulfilled in us, who do not walk according to the flesh but according to the Spirit. Romans 8:1-4 (NASB)

Over a pounding pulse,
I hear the enemy
accusing me of being a fake,
of not living up to my Christian faith
condemning me with past wounds.
The words linger in my ears and on my soul
striking a chord with the ugly face of my old self,
echoing in a pit of noises.
Shame’s tempo chimes in
clanging to a new crescendo.
The clashing of
and Spirit.

In the midst of chaos, a still small voice
resonates a tone all its own.
God brings to remembrance
His unending love for me,
a sinner.
He knows I am His
I sometimes forget.
His mercy brings me to my knees
in repentance
and His sweet grace
washes me clean.
He is as faithful as always.

The great conductor of my life’s melody
calls me to focus
and in harmony
leads me in a new song,
with notes
already written
on my heart.

Poetry Type: Free Verse

More Free Verse found here and here.


Graphic courtesy of Heartlight


Filed under Christian Living, Faith, God, Life, Love, no condemnation, Poetry


But those who wait on the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31 (NKJV)

God never grows tired or weary
And those who wait upon the Lord
Will surely find strength in Him.
So mount up close to God.
Meet Him at the cross
Where He quickens
And revives.
Rise Up,

Poetry Type: Nonet

I love this verse in Isaiah and I know it is a favorite scripture for many. Before I was walking with the Lord, someone gave me a refrigerator magnet with this verse on it. 🙂 I used to collect all things eagles, and the magnet had a beautiful soaring eagle pictured on it. It remained on my fridge for years although I must say I didn’t fully understand the meaning. These Words from God are all the more precious to me now having read them over many times, studied the book of Isaiah, and truly experienced God’s refreshing at times when I have been spiritually, emotionally or physically weak.  

What does this scripture mean to you? How has God renewed you recently?




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