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 May 2016
Cynthia Jean
My thoughts and words
ripples
in your mind...

Rich jewels
ripples
in a clear pond...

The chorus
of the birds
My ripples
sent
through
the atmosphere...

The sweet, fresh air
rippling
through
your lungs...

Breathe deeply
My life
My Spirit
rippling
throughout...

cj 2016
 May 2016
leona chaput
As we walk in our weak state
We can be sure that there is a miracle
A miracle coming from heaven to
Heal and bless us
If we believe with faith
And look to Jesus for our
Healing and hopes in each day
There is a miracle, a miracle
Showing how much Jesus loves us
He loves us more than all else
There is in this world
Greater than all the stars
And the universe knows
How powerful God's love
For is
And we can trust there
Is a miracle in heaven for us
Ask t he Lord, look up and see
How wonderful He really is
There';s a miracle, we need a miracle
Giving us hope for each day
                     BY:  Leona Chaput
 May 2016
Kathryn Heim
If God in all
His majesty
has a divine
plan for me,
is it veiled
or is it bold
to be kept
or to be told,
rather I would
surely find
this consequence
of love divine,
knowing it has
been decreed
God's love will not
abandon me.
If my heart was a cup,
Your love would be the deep blue sea.
You fill me up like wild rivers overflowing.
With springs of Living Water flowing within me.
Flowing within me.
Flowing within me.
Until I am completely lost in Your love.
Overfilling my cup.
Your love like the deep blue sea.
Completely overtaking me.
 May 2016
James M Vines
When your mind begins to wander and your heart questions is he really there? Take a moment and listen to the silence and seek out God in prayer. Open up your soul and ask him to give you reassurance. His presence will overpower you and peace will let you be still. In these quiet moments simply wait on him. He will come to you and release your burdens and give you rest.
 May 2016
Tammy Boehm
Will you will or will you won’t
Will you do well when you don’t
Will you look right up and see
The mighty presence that is Me

Swing your saber through the wilderness
Taking hearts in stride
Will your will still carry you
Through the jungle of your pride
Will you will this road you’re on
Detoured from why I died
Will you will away eternity
Aim for Hell on a stellar ride

Will you nullify the light I give
Let the shadows dim this place
Every  time I call your name
Will you turn from my face
You can set your will against me
But my love won’t be erased
Do what you will to will it still
You’re forever my child of grace

I’m on your side as you run this race
It is my will to give you grace
No Hell no earthly place
Separates you from this grace
TL Boehm
January 2015
God has a purpose and plan,
behind every difficulty
and life experience we face;

we’re never blindly promised
a lifetime of ease or pleasure,
but a flow of mercy and grace

to soothe heartaches and pain.
We’ve the strength to overcome
by His Word and we’re blessed

as children… of the Living God!
We’re to go forth believing,
knowing that we’re sustained,

imparted with His divine rest.
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Author notes

Inspired by:
Jer 29:11; Lam 3:22-23; Rom 8:37-39;
2 Cor 6:18; Psa 18:32, 37:7; Eccl 2:24-25

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.
I broke a painted *** that was a picture of me.
Then tried to glue it back together.
Piece by piece.
But try as I might,
I could not fix it.
I could not repair myself.
Cracks remained with wide gaps.
A little triangular piece was put in a random spot.
It just didn't fit.
The *** is finished...
but now cracked...
imperfect.
I could not repair it.
I could not fix myself.
But then...
a candle was put inside.
And a beautiful miracle shone
before my eyes.
A lovely, gentle light glowed forth
between the cracks.
Just like the Light of God...
the treasure within...
shines out through my brokenness.
I am a cracked ***,
made even more beautiful,
by God's Light shining through my cracks.
My imperfections.
My brokenness.
I am a vessel...
broken...
cracked...
for His Glory.
You are the One who dwells in incomprehensible light.
It burns so bright,
that I must veil my eyes from the sight.
Of You.
You are the Light-breather,
with eyes like fire.
And a voice like the sound of many waters.
The Holy One.
Who dwells in inextinguishable light.
You are the Light-Breather.
And when I dwell in Your Light,
the darkness is nowhere in sight.
You are the Light of my Life.
And in You there is no darkness.
You are the Light-Breather.
Oh, breathe Your Light upon me.
That I might truly see.
Hatred becomes Love.
War becomes Peace.
Sorrow becomes Joy.
Despair becomes Hope.
Loss becomes Gain.
Death becomes Life.
For He is the One who trumps everything.
And turns it all around.
For His ways are not like the ways of man.
All that is evil.
All that is sorrow.
Is turned around for good.
When I turn to Him.
For He is the One who trumps everything.
And turns it all around.
 May 2016
nivek
As I spiral down wild unthinking ways
you follow me into the darkness
and wait for my cry for help.
The hounding of love for loves sake
you cradle my broken spirit
and mend all shattered dreams.
 May 2016
Rhea Sheilah
It is now
It won’t be tomorrow
Or the next day-
When I choose to live
Free from bad thoughts of any kind
I decide to live free like a flying bird
Standing on the promises
Of my only reason for living
My creator and provider

Neither today,
Nor tomorrow and all the tomorrows to come
Will my life be mine any more
And won’t be yours either
I belong to him
Who loved me to death
He who wasn’t ashamed to give his precious son
That in him I may be redeemed and justified

I know I was a gentile
But He cared less about circumcision by the men
What he wanted was for my soul not to perish
I love because I was first loved….

It’s so sweet to be in love
With assurance that you will never be betrayed
Those tough times are an opportunity
To exercise your faithfulness to the maximum

To feel the sweetness of a true friend
That is ever present
And whose ear is always open to my calling
And whose gentle arm is always ready to hold me when I bend
For I have no promise of breaking
All the days of my life
As long as I still have Him as my rock
I will stand firm and strong
Oh how I love your tenderness!- ABBA FATHER
John 8:36
If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.
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