Raphael Uzor
Raphael Uzor
Apr 7, 2014      Apr 9, 2014

Jesus never complained
Should we?


Complaining has never solved a problem, it only compounds!
Love is longsuffering
Blessings Mhura
Sep 28, 2013

Love is unpredictable
Love is uncontainable
Love is reliable
Love is weak
Love is sick
Love is strong
Love is longsuffering
Love is caring
Love is enduring

Longsuffering, the Spirit's patience;
Michael S Davis
Michael S Davis
Apr 10, 2013      Apr 11, 2013

The way of the Spirit is...

Love, the Spirit's essence;
Joy, the Spirit's song;
Peace, the Spirit's rest;
Longsuffering, the Spirit's patience;
Gentleness, the Spirit's touch;
Goodness, the Spirit's manner;
Faith, the Spirit's attitude;
Meekness, the Spirit's strength;
Temperance, the Spirit's control.

©1981 Michael S. Davis
A Commentary on Galatians 5:22-23

So much longsuffering.
Elonge Martin
Elonge Martin
Oct 15, 2013

Never runs out of flour;
Never runs dry of oil.
Is full of comfort;
Is filled with loving kindness.
So much patience,
So much longsuffering.
It’s boundless and loose like the Ocean;
It’s bounteous as nature.
Raining on all; even the naughty,
Raining similes, a 1000 words,
Shines on the dark heart,
Shines on the weary and hurt.
Bending to the hurt of all,
Bending for the curse of all.
Mothers Purse
My delight.

Oh, thank You for Your longsuffering
Dorothy A
Dorothy A
Sep 10, 2012


Can't get it togther
My frenetic thoughts
But my Molasses-in-January responses
My dreadful fear and apprehension
My lack of motivation
And my struggle to use time wisely

You are my eye in the hurricane
My Help in the midst of the storm
You are my Refuge
Even though quite often
I practically give You
The middle finger

Oh, thank You for Your longsuffering
For Your mercy
For Your faithfulness
For Your belief in me to rise above
For my heart to keep beating
For my lungs to take in more air

You are my Hope
You are my Shield
You are my Light
You are my Song
You are my Source
You are Everything to me

My God
But not just mine
There is plenty of You
To go around
To anyone who asks
And that is why You are
Above all that ever existed
Or was made by human hands

the longsuffering trees,
Mar 21, 2012

with a soft touch and a blushing smile,
vibrant green creeps into the landscape.
the longsuffering trees,
whose limbs have long been heavy with snow,
finally stretch their arms into the warm air
as suggestive buds speckle their gnarled fingers.
the clouds swell with life, and the sun
glows stronger than ever before.
as their spidery roots drink voraciously
from the moist dirt, smirking daisies and
blooming tulips unfurl their alluring petals
and bask in the glorious yellow light.
the firm, unyielding ground is teeming
and bustling with a myriad of fauna,
unsteadily rubbing the remnants of slumber
from their bleary, squinting eyes.
the flat, chilly silence of winter
has been quelled by the lilting robin’s song.
and as the very earth herself wakens
from this melancholy hibernation,
i let go, and float down that euphoric wave called life.

to be longsuffering
John Russell
John Russell
Oct 9, 2013      Oct 11, 2013

No lightly cawing jest now
but bird wheezle
from the filthy flying rags
of malcontent
of discontent
darkened further by the lies

Spreading their fetid steaming rage
Across the hills
Across the dales

and down in the valley,
valley so low –
where the mocows cringe,
“Bright shining as the sun.”

“When we push this button we could blow up the world,”
one said.

But they pushed anyway
And pushed and pushed again
And they found Nature
to be longsuffering
but ignored her cries to “Stop!”

and Ignorant in their glee
they did not perceive their ends...
No Taps:  only wind; then, silence.

Copyright © 2013 by John Russell; all rights reserved.  No reproduction allowed in any manner whatsoever without permission.

We would be longsuffering without temperance.
jeffrey conyers
jeffrey conyers
Apr 3, 2014

Too many people in the world to let hate exist.
Just too many.
Don't matter the religious differences.
Which seem to be the center of conflicts.

Too many people in the world to let hate rule.
Just to many.
Don't matter what the politicians tells you?

Many kicks the poor.
Except scriptures states, they shall inherited the world.
And when you look around, they keep the world rotating.
If I'm not mistaken.
They are vital to the work force.

Rich just visit country clubs.
And speaks of profits and boast about their donation.
Without mentioning the tax write off.

Too many people in the world for love not to be pushed.
It's born first in all of us.
And is a strong force that many can't comprehend.
That without it.
We would be longsuffering without temperance.

Too many people in the world to not make our representatives do right.
If we just quit concentrating on things black or white.

And when longsuffering comes to you.
jeffrey conyers
jeffrey conyers
Jun 7, 2013

Everything, the Fruit of the Spirit is.
You are.
I know it.
Seen you show it.
Temperance, you have it built in.
Meekness, is the humbleness of your heart.
Faith, you adapted to it to a tee.
The kingdom of Christ means a lot.

Everything, the Fruit of the Spirit is.
You are.

Your goodness.
Your goodness comes from your caring soul.
You placed it, as everyone goal.

Your gentleness, shows in your kindness.
And when longsuffering comes to you.
You shows your patience in dealing with it.

I just know.
You are everything the Fruit of the Spirit is.

Ask to describe joy?
I point to you.
Even when simple words would do.

Quiet peace, is your ability to avoid conflicts.
Or let others get you caught up.

And since you love me unconditionally.
I know, you are love.
I see it in your eyes.
And feel it in your love.
Nine qualities that laws can't govern.

But others can apply.

joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness,

"But the fruit of the Spirit is love,
joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness,
goodness, faith, meekness, temperance; against such
there is no law."  Galatians 5:22,23

Dear poetfriends
Some are mislead
By some things that
I have said.

I am "religious" in a way,
Jesus still saves today.

This is not a form of "pride"
But for us the Savior died.

I don't believe in judgement jerks.
I don't believe in cold, dead works

I don't believe in hate or vice,
I truly am not prejudiced.

But the way to heaven's not
"All aboard",
To say thus would deny my Lord!

Please don't think
I believe you "bad"
But perhaps decieved
And that is sad.

I follow in the path of Christ
He is the way, the truth, the life.

I can't believe another faith
I have tried, but couldn't change.

As my poet profile said
Without Jesus I'd be dead.

I was living free and wild
I was once a "flower child"

Instead of love
Instead of hugs
I got involved with
Sex and drugs.

I tried it all to break off, free,
Even Scientology.

But everywhere my habit lurked
Nothing helped. Nothing worked.

Only Jesus had the power
I've been grateful from that hour!

The law was given for basic rules,
But following "the letter"
Has folks fooled.

So religion is not what I'm about
But I'll proclaim Jesus
With a shout!

Nobody can look In God's great Face
Without Jesus' saving Grace.

I'm not prejudiced or weak
I guess I'm just a Jesus freak.

But He has helped me
Through much strife

I owe Him my very life.


I don't want to upset anyone.
But I had to clarify this.
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