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Desire Sep 18
Who was he?
Was he a sinless man, perfectly divine,
with a human body, heart, soul, and mind?
Was he a son and brother, relative and friend,
who chose to live and die, to rise, and ascend?
Were miracles performed? Did he multiply fish and bread?
Could he really heal the sick? Did he really raise the dead?
Was he a teacher and preacher, or was it all pretend?
Was he really crowned with thorns, judged, and crucified before men?  
Did he die for sin and suffer severe sufferings?
Was he a prophet, priest, and servant King of kings?
Did the earth quake, and temple tear, after his puncturing?
Was his glory reclaimed, and his honor received?

At the Father’s right, did he take a rightful seat?
Were his works redemptive, revered, and rendered complete?
Did the Twelve die in vain? Or did they precisely proclaim?
Do archaeological findings further support or negate the frame?
Was forgiveness his to give - or life - to those who believe?
Were the first-century claims true and correct, or falsely conceived?
Did early churches around the world conclude similar creeds?
Were plenty prophecies fulfilled, or were they too inadequate to concede?

Tablets, tombs, and temples found.
Inscribed stones, scrolls, and ancient ground.  
Charts, maps, and timelines studied.
Cultures — clashed; religions — muddied.
Doctrines debated and theories changed.
Some-thousand-years have passed. Still, this question remains:  
Who was he?

I’ll admit with all honesty, I know not all his ways.
I’ve questions unanswered; I’ve actions untamed.
I’ve a heart that knows failure, brokenness, aches, and pain.
I've a life that requires repentance; realignment everyday.
Yet, where my knowledge ends - thats where sincere faith overtakes.
I’ve a lot more to learn, yet, I've experienced a lot more grace.
How would you answer the question if you were asked this today?
Who was he? Who is he? What would you say?

Unapologetically and unashamed,
with confidence and boldness running through my veins,
in all fairness, humility, and meekness,
he is my strength, when I'm at my weakest.
My heart believes in full, and then sings my soul:
my Lord, my Rock, my Savior, my God.
Thank you, King Jesus.
Desire Jul 3
No, we’re not perfect, love requires work and the lessons we learnin confirm that it’s worth it. Some days I feel worthless, lost under the surface, not stellar, imperfect, failing in my purpose. Pushing through the storm, my brain cloud couldn’t form enough rain to delay our parade - getting warm. Persevere under trial, diamonds form under pressure, for better or worse, love is life’s greatest treasure. I’m glad we didn’t quit, when at times we felt inadequate. Feelings, although valued, don’t lead or make choices, the heart of one’s soul’s more than changing emotions. Love’s more than a thought, or a feeling, when chosen, it’s action, flows through us, a motion so golden. Put love on display, put love into practice, and know since we married, we really be practicing…” 💯 But for real, keep practicing. Much Love‼️

Let love be sincere/genuine. ROMANS 12:9

Love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins." 1 PETER 4:8

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends… 1 COR 13:4-8
Desire Nov 2020
In a dream, warnings heed
From the pit, my soul - he keeps
Awake, I pray, and see his face
I shout of joy, and sing him praise.

My sins are spared,
Perversions pardoned,
My ways are not repaid to me
For, from the pit, my soul is kept
My life is lit, and I - redeemed

Chance after chance, and time again
Into the pit, his hand extends
Pulls us up, turns us about
Not graved to perish, but to live devout.

His mercies anew; his truths revealed
Saved from the pit, sown in his fields
His grace - sufficient, where sin spewed its spout.
His love has no end - my soul has no doubt.
For, from the pit, my soul - he keeps.
My life is lit, and I - redeemed.

-  Desire Ramos, 11/27/20
reflections on Job 33
Desire Oct 2020
By: Annie Johnson Flint (1866-1932)

[James 4:6]

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,
Our God ever yearns His resources to share;
Lean ******* the arm everlasting, availing;
The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
Desire Dec 2019
You have been gifted with life ❣️
Live and learn, but love (ahava), always ...

@Desire.Is.Dope
20191224
Desire Aug 2019
16 and pregnant, 17 with triplets,
19 with 4 kids, I don't know how you did it.

School, work, motherhood.
Way back then, we had it good.
Mind of a child, I misunderstood
what it took to raise us - but be
reassured:

You did the best you could and we know it.
Times got hard and we couldn't really show it.
You stood strong as you tried to keep focus;
Hid your pain and tears just so we wouldn't notice

all the mental battles you were going through.
I wish I manned up better to look after you.
Blind to the darkness that tried to dazzle you.
Didnt realize you was only tryna make it through

to the next day, you tried to pave a way,
for us to make it out them trenches and see brighter days,
Major struggles in the slums taught us major lessons,
To keep strong and move on, for that, you’re a major blessing

15 and stubborn was when I walked away
17, I signed them papers, 18, I left to train
19, & on my own, yet the thought
hadn’t hit my brain
It was at this stage of your life where things began to change. It was at this age...

School, work, motherhood.
Way back then, we had it good.
Mind of a child, I misunderstood
what it took to raise us - but be
reassured:

You did the best you could and we know it.

@desire.is.dope
20190822
2045HRS
Desire Aug 2019
One day feels like one thousand years,
one thousand years feels like one day,
doesn’t matter -- either way, I’ll spend,
a thousand more with you.

One day feels like one thousand years,
one thousand years feels like one day,
I meant it when I said, “I do”
I’ll spend, a thousand more with you.

One thousand days, months, years to come,
one thousand tears to wipe when they run,
one thousand rainbow smiles will shine,
through thick and thin, we’ll be just fine.

One thousand sunsets, stars, night skies,
one thousand hugs, high fives, goodbyes,
one thousand phone calls when I fly,
some thousand miles -- keep your head high.

One thousand thoughts clouding your head,
one thousand lonely nights in bed,
I meant it when I said “I do”
I’ll spend, a thousand more with you…

A day will come for our time to end,
one thousand memories will begin,
for every day we got to spend;
it’ll be the longest day in Heaven.

One day feels like one thousand years,
one thousand years feels like one day,
I meant it when I said “I do”
I’ll spend, a thousand more with you.

@desire.is.dope
20190818
0140HRS
Today, 8/18/19, makes 1,400 days of dating my wife. We were friends as teens, but our relationship began when I was in the military. After getting married, I was stationed overseas for 13 months. Randomly realizing I’ve been dating my wife for over a thousand days now, and have been married for almost a thousand (828), I was inspired to write this little poem/song.
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