My heart and soul, warmed
by Yahweh’s Love, finds its
motivation to quietly move
in a manner that’s pleasing
to Him; since we’re formed

after His image, He knows
us best and intimately; we
in return, love Him because
He first loved us; His Word
reveals Himself… to those

who actively seek Him; we
know that He’s not a Man,
that would lie- so we can
learn to believe, to trust,
to praise and begin to see

Him with true, spiritual eyes,
so our spirits soar and rise!

Inspired by:
Acts 17:27-28; Gen 1:27; Num 23:19;
1 John 4:19

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Waiting on Yahweh is
an effective binding
of our soul to His;
will this Life’s quiz

be clarified within…
our identity in Christ?
We’re human beings, not
human doings; begin

to live without worry.
Haste makes waste; can
we expect real change,
if always in a hurry?

Inspired by:
Isa 28:16

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With morning’s dawn and dew,
the blades of wet grass beckon
unto me, to cleanse… soiled
soles; as I stride across the
silence of greenery, wondrous
sparkling of unknown diamonds
mesmerize my gaze; the wealth
of my existence is enhanced,
as I envision Christ, before
His disciples, bent over their
feet… ready to humbly serve.

Dedicated to David Thane Cornell

Inspired by:
John 13:1-17 and

David’s poem “SECOND CHANCE”

SECOND CHANCE
When God came calling face to face
In a fatal circumstance,
Breast to breast in His embrace,
He promised me a second chance
To let me ring the morning in
And dine on dawn and dew,
My running feet to press and bless
The grass I'm passing through,
The potent wine of joy to flood
Like a bubbling spring,
Warm hosannahs in my blood
That make me want to sing.

-- from The Science Of Waiting,
Poems by David Thane Cornell.

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The ugliness of unseemly Faith
serves as an undesired deterrent
and stumbling block to the lost;
as our moral strength is spent,

we’re more apt to be watched!
The enemy will pounce as a lion,
wanting to kill and to destroy
our Hope; there’s no use trying

when the challenges to humanity
range from Life to Death. We must
rise up and strive to do good;
real Faith requires us to trust…

in the Holy One, Who sent us.
Therefore, let us live boldly!
Let’s run into the daily battle
and enjoy that we’re made holy!

Inspired by:
1 Pet 5:8; Eze 3:20; Gal 1:10; Rom 14:13;
1 Sam 17:48; Heb 10:10-14

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It is not our responsibility,
to be carrying our sins daily;
Christ took them upon Himself
for our benefit, whereby we can
move beyond… our fallen nature.
Success isn’t based on ability,

but on our reliance upon Yahweh!
Repent from wickedness; cry unto
Him, Who saves; study and apply
His Word with diligence; ask for
divine wisdom; trust Him and gain
unimagined peace; His loving sway

reinforces the subtle and genuine
reality of a relationship with Him.
We have been instructed to choose
Life; a final death sentence awaits
us, if we ignorantly or unwittingly
insist on… carrying our sins.

Inspired by:
Gen 6:5, 8:21; John 3:16; Rom 3:25;
Deu 30:19

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Like me, even that shining moon
occasionally weeps, as we spend
time remembering you; moments
of nostalgia creep into our times
of dreams and wistful thinking.
And yet, there is a vast emptiness
that stirs our spirits.

We sorrowful souls, sob throughout
the night; the coldness of dawn
crystallizes our tears into
the morning dew and its beauty
encourages us… to cry even more.
How can we bear the loss of you?

The arid ground, greedily absorbs
our sadness without visible remorse.
Forgotten and lifeless cobwebs,
with their torn threads, now adorn
the empty landscape that marks
the boundaries of our separation.

Your absence is deafening; the moon
and I discuss ideas about the taste
of your salty tears, that you shed
from mourning our shattered union.
However, the moon remains unerringly
quiet, regarding the time, you two,
spend together! And I’m left with an
impression of unresolved jealousy.

Will you two… silently lament the
isolation of our three aching hearts?
Oh wait; why are there distant sounds
of laughter, reverberating under this
new moon, while these tears of mine,
resume its unwanted flow?

A collaboration between
Saurav Karki and myself

© 2017, All rights reserved.

We are being prepared
for another world- one
that we can’t imagine;
the future will scare

some people with fears
unknown; being forced
to trust an unseen God,
to get over the tears

of a lifetime of pain…
seems to exceed human
comprehension. Life can
change us; we will gain

experiences that stretch
us beyond our comfort. He
wants our companionship,
to partner with wretched

souls for His utmost glory.
Now there’s another world,
waiting on our appointed
arrival… to join His story

and bask in His Presence.
We’ll observe wonders that
will amaze us, including…
the pure, eternal essence

of Who, Yahweh is!

Inspired by:
1 Cor 1:9; Rom 7:24  and

If we find ourselves with a desire that
nothing in this world can satisfy, the
most probable explanation is that we were
made for another world. ―C.S. Lewis

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