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"Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends"
John 15:13 NIV


My last post is controversial
It doesn't make much sense
To those who don't believe
Those following the flesh

I may have just committed
Poetic suicide
I will not run from battle
I will not try to hide.

Jesus didn't come to Earth
For comfort and for ease
He knew he would be martyred
To cure sin's foul disease

Those who would condemn me
Will use and twist the Word
But Jesus didn't come for PEACE
He came to bring a SWORD

I expected backlash. I expected pain.
I expect more of it.
My last posting will remain.

I wrote because I love you.
I wrote because I care.
I'm sick & tired of DECEPTION
And people in despair.

People hurt & cutting
People's screaming cries
Who believe in evil's beauty
Who believe in pretty LIES!

Folks will say I'm hating
Folks will say that you are too
So buckle up your seat belts
The choice is up to you.

Sides are being taken.
Lines are being drawn
I guess it's up to you now...

Which side are you on?


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/27/2016
If you were a doctor would the cure for cancer and withheld it from your patients would you be considered a hero?

There is so much I need to say on this site. And it is time for me to speak up. There's not much time left.

This site is my mission field. I can reach more people in a short amount of time than most missionaries. They can only go to one town. If the Lord permits they can spread the gospel to many people in a certain area of the world. I can reach people all over the world. I will do this. I will not shrink back because I'm unpopular. I'm here to fill Jesus's shoes. It's going to be impossible without the Holy Spirit's help. My fleshly man did not write my last post. I absolutely did not want to do it. But I do as the Spirit leads.

I will say nothing hateful about my detractors. They are only doing what they feel is right by their own lights. I used to believe as they do. I believed shamanism and in sweat lodges. I even owned many fetishes. Coyotes. Eagles. Even Turtles. I believe that the Native American people are very great. But also very deceived. They put the emphasis on the creation rather than the Creator. Totem animals. SPIRIT GUIDES. I know this because I studied the various Native American shamanistic faiths. I sold Native American art.

I had a horrible spiritual experience. And part of it was brought about due to these beliefs. I don't want to go into the details as it is too painful. But I have been silent long enough. I can no longer stand by and watch people destroying themselves. If I do so their blood is on my hands.

I'll be the first one to say that I'm not perfect. I am not lording my spiritual superiority over anyone. I have made many mistakes in my love walk. I have lied about a suicide attempt. I've had more than one poet name. I did NOT, however, spread vile spam all over my last poetry site. That would be poetfreak. I'm sure you will hear all about me from some of those folks. I have only one thing to say about that. The only way they could have known what I was doing is if I had told them myself. Which I did. I could not in good conscience stay silent. And I tried to make amends to the poets at poetfreak. I wrote no less than forty poems specifically penned for the poets on that site. This fact is conveniently forgotten. I tried to make my amends. But some folks don't seem to want to give up their prejudices.

Well. My neck is out now. I will be posting exposing other lies of the devil. Condemn me if you will. But I'm not going to stop doing this. There's too much at stake. And too little TIME.

Love you all.

Catherine Jarvis

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I have left the desert
to live in forests, under green trees
ruminate, drinking rose petal tea
my sipping cup of salal leaves
always I am watching the beauty
of birds, the wonder of skies
I dream into the disappearing
imagining beyond any ordinary heaven
with wings gathering gentlest winds
soft amid fog and cumulus clouds
coming, going, disappearing
how brief this precious flight.
Who believes what we’ve heard and seen?
    Who would have thought God’s saving power would look like this?
The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling,
    a scrubby plant in a parched field.
There was nothing attractive about him,
    nothing to cause us to take a second look.
He was looked down on and passed over,
    a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand.
One look at him and people turned away.
    We looked down on him, thought he was ****.

But the fact is, it was our pains he carried—
    our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us.
We thought he brought it on himself,
    that God was punishing him for his own failures.
But it was our sins that did that to him,
    that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins!
He took the punishment, and that made us whole.
    Through his bruises we get healed.
We’re all like sheep who’ve wandered off and gotten lost.
    We’ve all done our own thing, gone our own way.
And God has piled all our sins, everything we’ve done wrong,
    on him, on him.

He was beaten, he was tortured,
    but he didn’t say a word.
Like a lamb taken to be slaughtered
    and like a sheep being sheared,
    he took it all in silence.
Justice miscarried, and he was led off—
    and did anyone really know what was happening?
He died without a thought for his own welfare,
    beaten ****** for the sins of my people.
They buried him with the wicked,
    threw him in a grave with a rich man,
Even though he’d never hurt a soul
    or said one word that wasn’t true.
Still, it’s what God had in mind all along,
    to crush him with pain.
The plan was that he give himself as an offering for sin
    so that he’d see life come from it—life, life, and more life.
    And God’s plan will deeply prosper through him.

Out of that terrible travail of soul,
    he’ll see that it’s worth it and be glad he did it.
Through what he experienced, my righteous one, my servant,
    will make many “righteous ones,”
    as he himself carries the burden of their sins.
Therefore I’ll reward him extravagantly—
    the best of everything, the highest honors—
Because he looked death in the face and didn’t flinch,
    because he embraced the company of the lowest.
He took on his own shoulders the sin of the many,
    he took up the cause of all the black sheep.


~ Eugene Peterson
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"Who has believed our message
    and to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed?
2 He grew up before him like a tender shoot,
    and like a root out of dry ground.
He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,
    nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.
3 He was despised and rejected by mankind,
    a man of suffering, and familiar with pain.
Like one from whom people hide their faces
    he was despised, and we held him in low esteem.

4 Surely he took up our pain
    and bore our suffering,
yet we considered him punished by God,
    stricken by him, and afflicted.
5 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.
6 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.

7 He was oppressed and afflicted,
    yet he did not open his mouth;
he was led like a lamb to the slaughter,
    and as a sheep before its shearers is silent,
    so he did not open his mouth.
8 By oppression and judgment he was taken away.
    Yet who of his generation protested?
For he was cut off from the land of the living;
    for the transgression of my people he was punished.
9 He was assigned a grave with the wicked,
    and with the rich in his death,
though he had done no violence,
    nor was any deceit in his mouth.

10 Yet it was the LORD’s will to crush him and cause him to suffer,
    and though the LORD makes his life an offering for sin,
he will see his offspring and prolong his days,
    and the will of the LORD will prosper in his hand.
11 After he has suffered,
    he will see the light of life and be satisfied;
by his knowledge my righteous servant will justify many,
    and he will bear their iniquities.
12 Therefore I will give him a portion among the great,
    and he will divide the spoils with the strong,
because he poured out his life unto death,
    and was numbered with the transgressors.
For he bore the sin of many,
    and made intercession for the transgressors."

~ Isaiah 53, New International Version

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FZ47-KYUdpE
 Jun 2016 Тадеус
Aeerdna
And if the rain will put you to ground
I'll grow wings and fly you somewhere in a different world
I'll take you in a room painted in your favourite colours
and with blue skies drawings on the windows.
I'll turn myself into light
and burn for you everyday until the end of my life;
I'll be your moon in the night
I'll collect stars and place them on your ceiling
and night birds will sing you lullabies;
I'll send the rain away
to the farthest worlds
and inside you I'll plant
a peaceful air that will never be defeated
by thunder or gloomy times.

If the rain will put you down
I'll give you my hand
and fly you away
in my heart.

My eyes will become
a blue-green rainbow
behind your smile.

*And rain will never sadden you again.
“Come, all you who are thirsty,
    come to the waters;
and you who have no money,
    come, buy and eat!
Come, buy wine and milk
    without money and without cost.
Why spend money on what is not bread,
    and your labor on what does not satisfy?
Listen, listen to Me, and eat what is good,
    and your soul will delight in the richest of fare.
Give ear and come to Me;
    listen, that you may live.
I will make an everlasting covenant with you,
    My faithful love promised to David...”

Seek the LORD while He may be found;
    call on Him while He is near.
Let the wicked forsake their ways
    and the unrighteous their thoughts.
Let them turn to the LORD, and He will have mercy on them,
    and to our God, for He will freely pardon.

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways My ways,”
declares the LORD.
“As the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so are My ways higher than your ways
    and My thoughts than your thoughts.
As the rain and the snow
    come down from heaven,
and do not return to it
    without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
    so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,
so is My word that goes out from My mouth:
    It will not return to Me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire
    and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.
You will go out in joy
    and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
    will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
    will clap their hands.
Instead of the thornbush will grow the juniper,
    and instead of briers the myrtle will grow.
This will be for the LORD’s renown,
    for an everlasting sign,
    that will endure forever.”


~ New International Version
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