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I came exhausted
Out of the blistering gray,
Lungs choking dust,
Tongue parched,
Body swollen with heat.

Your cool gardens saved me.
Basked I in the tender greens of spring;
Nurtured, I lingered in the shade all summer;
Warmed, I stayed near your embers in autumn.
I would not leave the blazing logs in winter.

Dry and desperate my early plight.
Parched and stumbling,
Clogged by dust,
I found your water;
Drank and bathed,
Found solace in body and mind,
Found time to rest, to heal.

I wonder at the restlessness
Howling outside your gates.
SturmundDrang, Struggle, Angst, Sin, Salvation, Pain, Peace, Lost, Found
The GOOD NEWS that *** has done for us
what we could NEVER do for ourselves
by sending His own Son to become a man,
Jesus Christ, to live a perfectly righteous life
in complete fulfillment of ***’s holy law
and to die for our sins on the cross
as our substitutionary sacrifice
(“the righteous for the unrighteous”),
bearing and satisfying the just wrath of ***
which we ALL deserve
(because our hearts are ALL naturally
and treasonously rebellious against Him),
and resurrecting Him from the dead
so that THROUGH FAITH IN JESUS
we can be saved from the penalty of our sinful rebellion
(eternal condemnation and separation from ***)
and saved from the power of our sinful rebellion
to live a NEW LIFE in intimate relationship with Him,
surrendered to Him, forgiven of all of our sins,
credited with His perfect righteousness
because of His complete and finished work on our behalf,
and therefore in perfect standing and
unchanging acceptance before ***,
wholly at peace with Him,
indwelt and empowered by His Holy Spirit
to live for Him and His glory and His kingdom,
now and eternally.
“This is love: not that we loved ***, but that He loved us and sent His Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.”
~ 1 John 4:10

“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with ***, and the Word was ***. He was with *** in the beginning. Through Him all things were made; without Him nothing was made that has been made. In Him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind… The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us. We have seen His glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth… ’…the Lamb of ***, who takes away the sin of the world!’”
~ John 1:1-4,14,29b

“*** made Him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of ***.”
~ 2 Corinthians 5:21

“Surely He took up our pain
and bore our suffering,
yet we considered Him punished by ***,
stricken by Him, and afflicted.
But He was pierced for our transgressions,
He was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on Him,
and by His wounds we are healed.
We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
each of us has turned to our own way;
and the LORD has laid on Him
the iniquity of us all.”
~ Isaiah 53:4-6

“He was delivered over to death for our sins and was raised to life for our justification. Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with *** through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we boast in the hope of the glory of ***.”
~ Romans 4:25-5:2

“For *** so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life… Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life, but whoever rejects the Son will not see life, for ***’s wrath remains on them.”
~ John 3:16,36

For much more on this:
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2179517/the-gospel-of-jesus-christ/
ConnectHook Nov 30
Love does NOT win.

***'s law wins.

*** is love.
Eternal love triangle of Trinity
I smoke more cigarettes in a day than I get
Hours of sleep on a
Night. I only
Take delight in speaking and
Laughing and
Loving with the one I adore most.
Lecture theatres are lonely-
Full of people but none of them know me.
I want to go back to where I was born-
Even Newcastle, though it’s not where I’m from;
It’s where I’m happy. The surroundings embrace me,
As do you.
I know that I can get though this.
My only sunshine
Mary Frances Nov 13
He got lost along the way
abandoning what's left in his sanity.
He forgot himself while chasing
the dream that was not meant to be.
All he remembered was the warmth
of her name on his lips and the
feeling that came with it.
And that's how she saved him.
Izzy Aghahowa Nov 12
each and every crevice of the ocean floor
is a universe

the foundation
for the minds' streets
a means for exploration

indeed, i will find my head
filled with waves and ripples
to accompany the civilians
of the ocean floor
Jenny Gordon Nov 11
II Pet 1:9 coming to mind as I finished, lo, the complexity of this piece, and this:  "...lacketh these things is blind and cannot see afar off--"



(sonnet #MMMMMMMCDXCIX)


How Shakespeare's lines 'non haunt the flag's detail
As't waves to bitter winds' capricious sense
Of play, with memries of late rallies thence
In tow, as all we'd grandly strut through'd pale
Before the empty eye of hours that scale
Down what we said was living, as pretense
Leers through the smoky limelight fading hence
Where leaves pile up too thickly for aught bail.
Is't cuz I've tried 'gain to be stylish fer
What fashion and say Vogue mag swore was due,
Tae learn my peers yet scorn attempts in tour?
Cuz even when I did succeed and do
All that "they" said should be, or called too poor
What we thought tops, Death mocks as ere we knew?

07Nov18a
Should I have divided up the rather lengthy intro for this portion, or?
Johnny walker Nov 10
Poem writing I believe
Is now an obsession
with me to the point
awoke 4 am now 8:30 pm
didn't even know It was
Saturday lost a complete
day been writing poems
all that time as If poem
writing Is now my
salvation
Writing poem Is an obsession with me
but love It
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