Rita
Sullen, sultry but delectable nevertheless
She looked at me like an adjudicator
And my confidence sank way down low
I became a blubbering idiot
Whimpering like an orphaned puppy

                      Theodora
Bereft of height but redeemed somewhat by her face
She looked at me like I was the answer to all her prayers
And my disdain for seekers of things personal shot through the roof
I became this despicably insensitive yuppie living only for music
And her pining heart sent her home early upon a light breeze

                       Maria
clear complexion with the tone of ripe yellow peaches
She walked out of a shower into the sunshine like a subject of art
When her gaze touched my doting eyes I was lost forever
And my obsession with beauty and allure was well and truly fanned
I became a frequent visitor at the altar of romantic slaughter where dreams die

                        Elsie
Dark, with dancing eyes and a bobbing ***** replete with femininity
Elsie tortured me with her hungry look then huffed like she was breathing her last
My infatuation with girls that treated me like a killer of their hearts began here
I desperately wanted to reciprocate her take-me-now urges under the June sky
But alas, these things were never meant to be; she was just a maid and I was on the way up

                        Peggy
Tall and sweet with articulate eyes and a younger sister that spoke for her
She was not one to play hard to get and declared her love like it was a blessing
She made my ego grow in leaps and bounds and had a figure like an artist's model
I was stunned by her loving openness and could have tied the knot if I could
But circumstances, as always, altered cases and we went our separte ways for good

                        Clementine
Succulent like the clementine, her namesake, she aired her feelings out for me to see
She had a bigger sister who treated me like I was what her sister needed in perpetuity
Clementine and I shared a secret that we kept from my besotted cousin
My love for intrigue and convolution henceforth was my driver in matters of the heart
And I grew into this heartless beau who needed to be rescued from his own folly

And today in my armchair under the leafy avocado pear tree I sit and wonder where I lost it

(gnarly guitar riff)

Here I am again, Jesus freakin'
Are you ready, or still seekin'
Can I talk? Call your bluff?
Do you love the world?
Had enough?

I saw a man on the corner of the street
With a sandwich board
from his head to his feet
REPENT! it said, as he did bray
His face was lined, his hair was grey
People threw eggs into the fray
He continued his say
He began to PRAY

Lord, please forgive them
for what they do...
They don't know Christ
They don't know You
They are blindly going through
They think they're right
but it's not TRUE

I was there waitin' for the bus
There wasn't much for us to discuss
I said that I would pray as well
He'd inspired me to speak my tell
My testimony of Jesus Christ
How He literally saved my life...

So I started Jesus freakin'
As I got on the bus I was speakin'
I went to people who would listen
The people who wouldn't were just missin'
I told of mercy, I told of grace
I guess people saw by the light in my face
I said that what I told was true
As I got off the bus I said,

JESUS LOVES YOU!!!

(gnarly guitar riff)*


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/15/2016

Collaboration with Alyssa Underwood!


I'm not getting much from life,
it makes me want to scream!
Won't achieve my smallest goal...

let alone my dreams!.

Your life's hidden in Christ's hands
and your competence comes from Him.
His Spirit's working His purpose in you...

despite how things may seem..

I'm frail and I'm weak,
I'm sorry. I'm not strong.
You say I can handle this test...

You couldn't be more wrong!.

Frailty's the best start
for watching our egos flee.
Once we know WE can't do it...

we begin to get set free..

I am sick and tired
of the daily drudge!
And fellow believers?

All they do is JUDGE!.

So lay it all down.
Jesus died to bear
the indomitable weight...

of every burden you wear..

Does God answer prayers?
I wonder if HE DOES!
If you go and backslide

He seems to hold a grudge!.

I find He answers differently
than what I might seek first,
for what's pleasant now...

May not fill my deepest thirst..

Alright. He makes us patient.
But I can believe the lies!
He has no provision

to make me savvy... WISE!.

If wisdom like the world
is what the soul most craves,
where's the contentment...

in those who are its slaves?

The believer is the candle
Jesus is the flame.
Thank you sister for your help...

I'm calling on His Name!

I will heed your sayings.
I have been absurd!
He's good to all His promises...

They're written in HIS WORD..

It's not absurd to question
or probe into our doubts.
HIS WORD can stand resistance...

through every skeptic's shouts.

We're here to help each other
find truth along the way.
JESUS IS THE WAY AND TRUTH

AND LIFE WE LIVE EACH DAY!


Alyssa Underwood  (the voice of Truth).
*SoulSurvivor  (the doubtful believer)

-

The icon above is now
officially a WORD.

It actually made "Word of the Year".
IN OXFORD.

I'm glad.
It exactly expresses my feelings right now.

I was laden with burdens.
I mentally pictured them placed,
like the cross, upon Jesus' shoulders.

THEY ARE GONE!

I prayed with my former pastor
the other day. He prayed i would have a
New song in my heart.
IT'S THERE.
I can feel it!

I must go off site and get it down.
I will be back soon.

I just want you to know there IS JOY
IN THIS LIFE! It belongs to God.

Joy unspeakable and full of GLORY!

Please go to the site search engine.
Type in "Salvation Story by SoulSurvivor".
Click on "poems". There are only a few.
This is the reason for the
hope within me.

There ARE other paths.
I have tried them ALL.
I AM NOT TELLING UNTRUTH.

Atheism
Agnosticism
Transcendental Meditation
Self Realization Fellowship
Buddhism
A smattering of Hinduism
Tao
Scientology
New Age Christianity
Native "American" folkloric Shamanism
(I bought fetishes and one
is still kept by my father)
Alcoholics Anonymous God Faith

NOTHING WORKED
OVER THE LONG HAUL.

Only faith in Jesus Christ saved me.

LITERALLY.


I seldom get up on my soapbox about this.
But, folks, what I found is REAL...

If you wish to ask me more
You may reach me
via the site message system.

I'm only writing this because
I truly love you ALL.
I SEE SO MANY STRUGGLING!
Maybe, just maybe, this is
the answer.

For YOU.



P E A C E (out).

♡ Cathy

I’m not sending festive wishes.
Well I have, but that’s not the point.
What good is being good at Christmas
And the New Year,
Only to be a *******
The rest of the time?

What use is a holiday peace
When your working day
Is spent killing…?

No
What I wish for you
Is Peace and Happiness all Year,
Every Year.
I wish for Peace and Prosperity
Set in stone for ever –
Nobody starving
No-one excluded
From Society’s camp-fire.

We need a Human Race
United
As One,
Respecting All
As Equals.

We need this all the time,
Not just in “The Season of Good Cheer”.
We need a Better Way
Forever.
Amen.

Paul Butters