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 Feb 2018
Marisa Lu Makil
A time will come when days are dark
Your lantern will not light a spark
The devil, then, will leave his mark
And night will sweep toward us

The darkness will blot out the light
And every hour will be as night
All of mankind will be a'fright
When the devil comes a'callin

But there is hope inside this tale
The sun will wipe away the vale
And then all wickedness will fail
We'll hear a brighter story

The Lord will come in chariots bright
He'll banish blackness, greet the light
His righteousness-oh what a sight
When He will come again

Like a warrior He will come
Into His loving arms we run
His brilliance is like the sun
He'll banish fear and sadness

The devil He will send away
In all His glorious bright array
We'll go to heaven where we'll stay
And live with Him forever

And when all things are said and done
And when the dark o'r takes the sun
upon the golden streets we'll run
And live with Him in glory

So take hope then, He's coming soon
To have the sun, wait out the moon
He sings a sweeter, richer tune
Hallelujah what a King
 Dec 2017
SøułSurvivør
It was a week of miracles
Christmas til New Year's Day
WWI was put on hold
And Peace had final say!

There they were in trenches
Only feet apart
German soldiers lifted song
Then the Brits would start

Singing Christmas carols
They lit candles for to light
The faces of the warriors
Who wished to
End war's night

One by one they exited
The trenches with hands raised
Saying, "Don't shoot!
We are unarmed!"
Then more & more... unfazed!

The shook hands,
Told Christmas tales
As every soldier sang!
They knew it was a miracle
And their laughter rang!

And so for a wondrous week
They shared this hearty mirth
It's a tale of greatest hope...

Goodwill and Peace on Earth!


SøułSurvivør
12/26/2017
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!
& HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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 Dec 2017
John Stevens
Sometimes when I fall
Into a pit of despair.
When the dark clouds roll
You are always there.

I offer a finger
and get Your hand.
To lift me up
to solid land.

Sometimes. Sometimes
I have no idea where I'm headed.
Directions of hope
Or some place most dreaded.  

But always. Always
I feel Your hand holding me.
Lifting me up to a new day
Standing. Where I need to be.

I would be lost with
More than I could bear
But You Oh Father.
You are Always There.
(C) 08-15-2017
 Nov 2017
Dr Zik
I am satisfied
In Your love lovable Lord!
Source; Satisfaction
Dr Zik's Poetry
 Nov 2017
SøułSurvivør
Universal unction
A beatific box
Friction in the function
A tutorial. A talk.

We winnowing the worship
We wiser for to seek
Here harrowing through
Hardship
We winkle out the "weak".

How holy is the hilltop
Which cannot help at all
How horrible the House of Pride
Which cannot help but FALL.

Please pray for persecution
Let them not stay their hand
GOD BLESS the repercussions!
The ground on which to stand.

I beg that I won't barter
Without nor yet within
I pray that I won't falter
I'll stand against the sin.

For the Church as it emerges
From underneath the waves
Surfeit in the surges
Gamboling in her grave

Wreaks havoc on true holiness
Divides doctrine "uncouth"
Gutting out the Bible
Laying waste the TRUTH!

The "Universal Union"
"All for one, and one for all"
"All roads lead to Rome"
How the mighty fall!

There are, in truth, just 2 roads
At the tolling of the bell.
The narrow to eternal life...

... and the broad road straight to

HELL.



SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/31/2017
I thought Halloween and appropriate "holiday" to write of the emergent "Church". Their masks of "love" and costumes replete with crosses around their necks.

I look for TRUE worshipers. They CARRY their crosses on their BACKS!

People will tell you "All ways lead to God".
Ironically enough genuine Christianity, to the folks who say this, ain't one of the ways. We Christians are "exclusive" and "narrow minded". So we are shuffled out of the deck!

NOT ALL ROADS LEAD TO GOD!

Sorry. Only Christ DIED to save humanity. He's the Way. The Truth. The Life.
The ONLY WAY to the Father.

I'm standing against the overwhelming tide of Unitarianism. I may be facing poetic death. But I won't drown. Nor will my house fall....

... it is built upon the ROCK of AGES!
 Nov 2017
Imran Islam
Everything will be destroyed
But you, you are God
You are the Lord of the world
Never tired and no mortal

You drive the skies and the earth
The sun, the moon, and the stars
The darkness and Milky Way Path
You are the only God forever

One day will come
Everything will pull down
Human and Jinn excuse to you
You are the only one who can judge

You'll not take money from anyone
Not even beauty and wealth
A person's power is nothing

They call it the last day
You are only powerful
On resurrection day.
EEshor
 Oct 2017
SøułSurvivør
First, I want to thank you for all your support. Your response to my poem "Tears of a Rose" has been overwhelming. I am nearly in tears as I write this. Not only because I am so moved by your faithfulness in reading my work, but because due to pressing problems at home I cannot read myself. I would love to go through my notifications and thank each and every one who has responded to me. I simply can't right now. Therefore I am writing this post. Just to let you know how much I love you.

♡♡ I  £♡¥€ ¥OU A££!!! ♡♡


HUPOMONE: Greek meaning to persevere under extremely adverse conditions. The fight for faith & piety unto death.


WARRIOR WOMAN!

Is it hard? Then bring it on!
Life is for the brave & strong!
Is it trials? Mighty tests?
I will give it ALL MY BEST!

HUPOMONE is the term.
I will fight! I will burn!
The devil thinks
That I will fold...
That only makes me
Brash & bold!

Warrior Women
Stand up tall!
Bring ' em on!
We'll see 'em FALL!

HUPOMONE is the Word
Sword of spirit
WILL BE HEARD!
Slicing through all
Binding cords...
Killing off the devil's hoards!

Though with the lost
We've gentle hands
We are soldiers.
A mighty band!
And through redemption

WE WILL STAND!


SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/10/2017
Can't tell you how MUCH i appreciate your friendship and kindness. I'm in tears now...

Can't tell you what is going on. Only that I won't be on the site for a while. I'm in a trial. But I will persevere with HUPOMONE.

**PLEASE SEND ME GOOD THOUGHTS
AND PRAYERS! I NEED THEM! That God open my eyes of spiritual understanding. Thanks! ***

♡ Catherine
 Oct 2017
Dr Zik
Dilemma is not!
Against my will, faith or way
Coming toward you!
Dr ZIK'S POETRY
 Oct 2017
SøułSurvivør
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The tears of a rose
Will soak and stain
They're from her heart
They're stored up rain

They come from heaven
To flow down thorns
They sing in screams
From her lips torn

They can be acid
To burn the bloom
They can be crystal
Reflecting moons

The rose will open
In dead of night
The tears from petals
Refract the light

They cascade down
Drop from the leaves
For her soul
She sits and grieves

For her soul
The drops fall down
They feed her roots
Under the ground

They bring her back
The legend goes
There's healing in

Tears of a rose


SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/3/2017
I was talking to a friend this evening. Praying with her. She just endured a tremendous life setback. Said she couldn't stop crying. This metaphor came to my mind. This poem is for my dear friend. It is my sincerest hope that it brings healing.

I'm really sorry i haven't been reading. I have excellent reasons, of which some of you are aware. I just don't want you to think that I don't care. I do. I just have a lot on my plate. Thanks for understanding.

♡♡ LOVE YOU ALL! ♡♡
 Sep 2017
SøułSurvivør
"The Gospel says you are more sinful and flawed than you ever dared believe, but more accepted and loved than you ever dared hope."*

Timothy Keller



"A simple mind"
Or some would say
To believe God
The Gospel way.

To think of Christ's
Redeeming blood
As "fairy tale"?
Or healing flood?

I knew it not
While in my youth
Oh! How I wish
I'd known the TRUTH!

I was in darkness,
I'll attest,
My father is
An atheist.

But I was rescued!
I received!
I heard the Gospel
And BELIEVED!

I know there's naught
That can be said
To those who God
Has left for dead.

How deep depraved
And sure of death
Are those who sin
Unto last breath

How blessed are those
Who seek His face
For tho they've sinned
They're saved by Grace.

He freely held
His hand to give
He freely died
That YOU might LIVE.

That you receive
Is what I pray,
Then you will know

The Gospel Way.


SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/7/2017
"For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by His grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus." Romans 3:23,24

"For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever should believe in him would not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16

The gospel is simply this. Jesus was born of the ******. He had no sin. He committed no sin during his life. Therefore he was perfect in every way. The only person who could be sacrificed, and whose blood could cover our sins. The only way he could live a sinless life was because He is God himself. He was brutally beaten and crucified. For, in order for our sins to be covered, there had to be the shedding of blood. But not just any blood... Perfect blood.Then his body was *buried* (like a SEED). THEN RESURRECTED TO NEW LIFE! Jesus did this freely. As a gift to you... Eternal life through his sacrifice. And Father God gave us His Son. If you believe that he did this for you, if you believe the above scripture with your whole heart, then you are among the elect. You are justified by faith. Father God no longer sees your sin, only Jesus's shed blood that covers it. It sounds simple... Because it is. For God uses the foolish things of the world to confound the wise.

I'm not on site very much these days. I'm studying and serving God in other ways. But I want you to know you are all in my prayers. I think of you often even though I am not here. I want you to know that.

BLESSINGS!
♡♡♡ Catherine
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