"rahab" poems - Hello Poetry

No, I'm not here to tell you that you're weak. I'm not going to turn your weaknesses against you. Just to say you need a God to make you strong. God transforms you. I can't tell you that the alcohol drugs *** and cursing are bad and that maybe you should consider a God who can change it. I'm not going to lure you in by your own demons Just to make you believe But let me ask you this, Do you honestly believe that God can't use you? Noah was a drunk Abrahm was "too old" Jacob was a liar Leah was ugly Joseph was abused Moses stuttered Gideon was afraid Rahab was a ********** Jeremiah and Timothy were "too young" David had an affair and murdered Isaiah preached the gospel naked Elijah was suicidal Naomi was a widow Job lost everything Peter denied Christ All of Jesus' disciples fell asleep during prayer Martha worried The samaritan woman divorced Paul was "too religious" Timothy had an ulcer And Lazarus? Oh, he was dead! But Christ used each and every one of the characters of the Bible to bring Glory to His name!

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Oct 19, 2013

Oct 19, 2013 at 11:45 PM UTC

micaela-tennis

you

No, I'm not here to tell you that you're weak. I'm not going to turn your weaknesses against you. Just to say you need a God to make you strong. God transforms you. I can't tell you that the alcohol drugs *** and cursing are bad and that maybe you should consider a God who can change it. I'm not going to lure you in by your own demons Just to make you believe But let me ask you this, Do you honestly believe that God can't use you? Noah was a drunk Abrahm was "too old" Jacob was a liar Leah was ugly Joseph was abused Moses stuttered Gideon was afraid Rahab was a ********** Jeremiah and Timothy were "too young" David had an affair and murdered Isaiah preached the gospel naked Elijah was suicidal Naomi was a widow Job lost everything Peter denied Christ All of Jesus' disciples fell asleep during prayer Martha worried The samaritan woman divorced Paul was "too religious" Timothy had an ulcer And Lazarus? Oh, he was dead! But Christ used each and every one of the characters of the Bible to bring Glory to His name!

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A little known secret of actors: you can force yourself to cry by simply thinking about how badly you want to. Here's how it's done. Start with fertilizer. Remember how you felt that first year you did so excellently at school, all-year struggling and so devoted, woke up Christmas to your mother's purchase, eager for sugar plums and hedonist things, ripped merrily into math workbooks. The seed comes next, budding in the open tunnels of self-worth - when he told you that the thing you were best used for could be done by anyone, really, the oldest profession, and how you liberated your oils on canvas long exiled to make a scene of Rahab and Joshua, and cried yourself away on alien bedding. Water it all in whatever leaves the garden hose. When they whistled without a name. When your first time hosting supper was a catastrophe. When you failed to keep certain things alive. When the housecat burrowed in your warm motor, and you just wanted to leave so badly. Funerals of people you never knew, and bugspray in your eyes. One neglected message stays: anyone can cry.

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Jun 6, 2010

Jun 6, 2010 at 1:43 PM UTC

wade-redfearn

Jericho

A little known secret of actors: you can force yourself to cry by simply thinking about how badly you want to. Here's how it's done. Start with fertilizer. Remember how you felt that first year you did so excellently at school, all-year struggling and so devoted, woke up Christmas to your mother's purchase, eager for sugar plums and hedonist things, ripped merrily into math workbooks. The seed comes next, budding in the open tunnels of self-worth - when he told you that the thing you were best used for could be done by anyone, really, the oldest profession, and how you liberated your oils on canvas long exiled to make a scene of Rahab and Joshua, and cried yourself away on alien bedding. Water it all in whatever leaves the garden hose. When they whistled without a name. When your first time hosting supper was a catastrophe. When you failed to keep certain things alive. When the housecat burrowed in your warm motor, and you just wanted to leave so badly. Funerals of people you never knew, and bugspray in your eyes. One neglected message stays: anyone can cry.

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Great God of Mine, How is it that the planets faithfully revolve around Your solar star How is that the acorn mystically re-fashions itself into the majestic tree How is it that the monarch finds the flyways and air currents to its winter home Great God of Mine, Why is it that babies are being born to immature children who can’t rear them Why is it that a father takes out his anger on his wife and offspring Why is it that man is incapable of living peacefully with his neighbor Great God of Mine, How is it that Rahab was chosen to facilitate an enemy’s victory over her Jericho How is that the Samaritan woman at the well claimed Jesus’s living water How is it that Simon of Cyrene forcefully bore the cross to Golgotha behind Jesus Great God of Mine, Why is it that mothers can end the lives of their little ones Why is it that drug-users and perverts are destroying safe homes Why is it that political leaders make selfish decisions that harm their constituents Great God of Mine, How is it that you created man for relationship knowing his inability to sustain it How is it that you eternally love mankind in the face of his constant rejection How is it that you sacrificed your innocent Son to save a sinful people Great God of Mine, Why is it that the twelve apostles included a traitor Why is it that the “rock of the church” denied your Son three times Why is it that an apostle who walked with Jesus could doubt his authenticity Great God of Mine, How is it that You knew me before time began How is it that You saved me with my not deserving it How is it that You love me; You LOVE…ME!

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May 22, 2012

May 22, 2012 at 12:37 PM UTC

renoka-mccracken

Great God of Mine

Great God of Mine, How is it that the planets faithfully revolve around Your solar star How is that the acorn mystically re-fashions itself into the majestic tree How is it that the monarch finds the flyways and air currents to its winter home Great God of Mine, Why is it that babies are being born to immature children who can’t rear them Why is it that a father takes out his anger on his wife and offspring Why is it that man is incapable of living peacefully with his neighbor Great God of Mine, How is it that Rahab was chosen to facilitate an enemy’s victory over her Jericho How is that the Samaritan woman at the well claimed Jesus’s living water How is it that Simon of Cyrene forcefully bore the cross to Golgotha behind Jesus Great God of Mine, Why is it that mothers can end the lives of their little ones Why is it that drug-users and perverts are destroying safe homes Why is it that political leaders make selfish decisions that harm their constituents Great God of Mine, How is it that you created man for relationship knowing his inability to sustain it How is it that you eternally love mankind in the face of his constant rejection How is it that you sacrificed your innocent Son to save a sinful people Great God of Mine, Why is it that the twelve apostles included a traitor Why is it that the “rock of the church” denied your Son three times Why is it that an apostle who walked with Jesus could doubt his authenticity Great God of Mine, How is it that You knew me before time began How is it that You saved me with my not deserving it How is it that You love me; You LOVE…ME!

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Rahab A harlot, a monster She tears at my flesh She weeps at my glory. I am ensnared in her gaze, enslaved to her power. Blazing in the sun, shimmering in the moon Inexplicable, flawless Her smooth arches have seduced me. Let me go, I pray Let me go And she released me. But she chased me She never found me I am free I am lost.

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Oct 9, 2014

Oct 9, 2014 at 6:44 PM UTC

refined-in-flames

Oasis

Rahab A harlot, a monster She tears at my flesh She weeps at my glory. I am ensnared in her gaze, enslaved to her power. Blazing in the sun, shimmering in the moon Inexplicable, flawless Her smooth arches have seduced me. Let me go, I pray Let me go And she released me. But she chased me She never found me I am free I am lost.

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