Yahweh understands the irony
surrounding us; though we’re
unneeded, but wanted by Him…
shows our ignorance; to see

Him as He is, would exceed our
current level of comprehension.
And yet, we have opportunities
to truly savor His divine power.

When will our pathetic attitudes,
towards Him and others change,
given Salvation’s promise, that’s
the result of the Great Exchange?

Inspired by:
John 3:16; 2 Cor 5:21  and
.
The irony is that while God doesn’t need us, but still wants us, we desperately need God, but don’t really want Him most of the time.  ―Francis Chan

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
amazon (dot) com

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2017, All rights reserved.
#poetry   #faith   #christian   #but   #breunig   #wanted   #unneeded  
Delta Swingline
Delta Swingline
4 days ago

Growing up in a Christian home, you'd expect someone like me to have committed myself to working for God since I was 4 or 5.

Aha...

But no. I used to think that too.

I was 11 and it was the middle of the night. I was crying and sweating bullets calling out to God to save me. This is the kind of thing I will not be required to explain to a skeptic or somebody who questions why I do thing the way I do. I have never been very open about faith during my life. But this isn't about me.

Let's talk about something else, so there's this guy, Isaiah. A prophet, said to have understood and described the mystery of Jesus. Something people today would never figure out. Isaiah would prophesies the future in such a way that you wouldn't know he was talking about the future. He wrote songs about the revelation songs... I write songs...

I know a little boy at my church, his name is Isaiah, and part of me wonders if he will write song, or poetry praising God along with it.

Let's talk about silver, a metal used as currency, or plates written on in biblical times, and its brother metal gold, is seen in the garden of Eden, where everything was perfect.

Gold is seen as perfection. Heaven paved the streets with it, can you imagine the glory? But no, silver, seen as second place to gold, seen as "not-as-pure". Because silver will tarnish right? I am silver, tarnish is my sin, I will never be gold in this skin.

And Isaiah was silver turned gold by God and now Isaiah, you are on silver, printed with your own words.

Here me now:

Written in Isaiah Chapter 55 verse 9.

"For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts higher than your thoughts." Says the Lord!

This is not to say that because I am religious that I'm better than anybody. This is to remind myself that I am to be humble, and human, and silver.

Not perfect by any means, but working towards a life I've needed since that night when I was 11.

I am human, and Christian, and nothing can change that. this silver reminds me that I'm not perfect.

This verse reminds me...

That I still have work to do.

I wear a silver ring on my left hand with "Isaiah 55:9" as the inscription.
#words   #god   #hope   #christian   #me   #ring   #notes   #silver   #isaiah   #everythingiam  
Rebecca Lynn
Rebecca Lynn
6 days ago

My life was like a storm on the raging sea.
I barely get any storm warnings before a storm hits.
Yet, when I do get warnings, I don't have enough time to prepare.
It's like I'm trapped in the middle of the ocean & no one seemed to care.
I was stranded in the middle of the raging sea for years.

For 11 years of my life,
the storm would just rage on.
It began when I was in third grade.
Storm right after another.
It began to calm down for awhile
until my seventh grade year.
The storm stroked again.
Then began to calm down Freshman year,
but started again Sophomore year.
No matter what I tried to do.
The storm would just rage on.
Nowadays, thanks to my Savior,
the storm has calmed down a lot,
with the help of my Savior.
I can live a peaceful life again.

I used to worry all the time.
Nowadays, I don't worry as much.
The ocean has calmed down within 11 years.
I am now walking on deep waters
My faith has been made stronger,
with the help of my Savior.

My life was like a storm on the raging sea.
I don't see storms on the sea anymore.
Jesus reached out his hand to calm the raging sea.
Jesus calmed the storm in me.
I am now free.
I am Seizure-Free.

I wrote this in honor of being seizure-free for almost three years.

Between circular arguments
and confirmation bias, critics
debate the fallacies of Faith,
themselves unable to connect
to Yahweh via the divine spark
that has drawn us closer to Him;
each individual has been given
a unique measure of Faith; yet,
desire dictates the development

of our personal growth in Christ.
The Scriptures remain available
to those wishing to receive the
fullness of God’s Love or those
wanting to dispute His authority.
Now people choose to search only
for information that support…
their preconceptions; after all,
we’ve the choice of Death or Life.

Inspired by:
Rom 12:3; 2 Cor 10:15; Eph 4:13;
Deu 30:19

It should be noted that many people studied The Word of God with the
original intent of disproving its many truths, only to become saved to
their own surprise. A fact that is ignored by the mainstream media.

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
amazon (dot) com

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2017, All rights reserved.

If you’re not being stretched,
then could it be that you’re…
suffering an ungodly attitude
of your own Life’s complacency?
When looking around, do you see

the discrimination, intolerance,
injustice, hatred, poverty and
other societal ills affecting us?
Is God’s Love evident in actions
of everyday living, so Salvation

is really sought, by those, you…
hope to spiritually influence?
Can others even tell, that Christ’s
essence, upon your life has been…
sacredly and divinely etched?

Inspired by:
Zeph 1:12; Luke 12:15-31  and

The world needs Christians who don't tolerate the complacency of their
own lives. ―Francis Chan

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
amazon (dot) com

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2017, All rights reserved.

Are you today, wasting your wilderness?
Don’t you know, it’s appointed by God?
Nothing is squandered in His economy;
are you diligently seeking His holiness?

Do you realize, that He will humble you,
will test you and will do right by you?
Are you prepared for the future blessing,
that’s on its way? Soon you will view

God’s plan and purpose that He’s crafted…
especially for you! Rejoice loudly now!
Though you’re excessively burdened with
challenges, you’ve been divinely adapted

with abilities and strength to become
flexible, to be led by His glory cloud,
not taking matters into your own hands;
are you allowing Him to loving plumb…

your weary soul and eternal spirit?

Inspired by:
Rom 8:28; Deu 8; Jam 1:1-4; 2 Cor 1:8-9;
Num 9:15-10

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
amazon (dot) com

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2017, All rights reserved.

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

I've got a thousand things to tell you
& a thousand reasons not to say them

They shall stay locked within my heart
& never see the light of the day, my dear

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

A Christian should not struggle with suicide
& wake up wondering if today's the day I die

But these demons claw at my head
& they are relentless in their attack

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

The sins of the flesh and of the eyes
& sins of the life I've locked inside

Yeah I have a thousand things to tell you
& I have a thousand reasons not to say them

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

#poem   #poetry   #sin   #broken   #man   #christian   #struggle   #reasons   #jack   #jenkins  

They call me human but all I see is the vampire
The taste of blood in my mouth makes me no liar
The fire in my soul burns flames which none can control
The dreadful burning and torture of my soul
Once I had a soul of an angel now doomed to eternal unrest
The demon inside is more than a pest
He comes with ravenous hunger for gods meat
What is holy must now retreat
I drink in christ's blood wine and devour salty bread flesh
See what is holy wasn't living on the death of a doomed god
Who's sacrifice I use to get into a heaven
What was good and holy was following his actions and words;
Love!
and yet
I regret all I have done
Love that should unite us and makes us one
It's the thing that keeps me here
But let's be clear everything is wrong
Backwards in this world of grief so strong.
Children are the only ones who truly understand
What it means to be inside heavens gates
This could have been heaven but maybe it's too late...

Christ would be afraid of the cross if ever he came back
Maybe christians are vampires living on his death
After all in holy communion they drink his blood and eat his flesh as bread
Religion the great see saw
One day you are up tomorrow you realise you are in free fall.
#love   #god   #vampire   #heaven   #holy   #christian   #human   #christianity   #unholy  

The whitecoats came and got me today
They took me and my jacket to church
Strapped me to the pews
So I could listen to the word
The healing did what it could
I felt some of the bad turn good

Then I received my medication
This I do in remembrance

Some wine and bread
Flesh and bled
I feel those thorns in my head
And the shame I've been
But I want to swim with my baptized skin
In your aquarium
So I can be the fish that ate darwins

And sorry for my sins
Especially the repetitive
AMEN

From the straight jacket I was freed
I thanked Jesus for my release
He said it was me!
And when I got up from my knees
The whitecoats asked me, what do I need ?
I told them a mustard seed

#prayer   #faith   #christian   #silly  

Can you hear the kids crying
They got shot down
Machine gun diamonds
Precious violence
Death
Surrounds
Can you see them hiding
Skin green violet
Turbin pilots
In the mall
Can you hear the kids crying
Tears from their eyes
The youth unto molest
Into the movie theater
A bomb dawns vest
Can we responsibly
Eliminate ISIS
Can we protect our kids
From adult regrets,
Targets
Who cares how it started
Sometimes the wise are retarded
Weed the garden
Pray for God and
Pardon
Sin
This could get explosive
With several motives
Bombs could blow this
Out of perportion
The  kids learn this notion
How to kill your opponent
When his hands are on your throat
It's
Necessary
To be Gods soldier
To be a rocks boulder
Carry the weight
On the Holy spirit's shoulder
For as these threats grow older
And Kids die younger
6 feet under
They need faith to be saved
From others
They could fight with Gods sword
And never fear any word
For this is Gods world
He's the bomb I hold
When I go
In attack mode
My enemy will fear thee
He'll catch a grenade for me
As I hum this song
I'm the one left standing
Right. Wrong

 
To comment on this poem, please log in or create a free account
Log in or register to comment