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  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited February 2011

    Hi everyone. This poem I wrote this evening was inspired by last night's fierce winter storm here in Tennessee. It is also about surviving adversity. Love to you all.

    The Living Tree

    Fierce winds blow

    Blustering howls into the night

    My destructive foe

    Tries to uproot me from my great height

    The forces come upon me

    The cyclone twists and comes near

    My branches may break

    But I am not broken with fear

    For my roots have grown deep

    So deep, far, and wide

    That I am not root-bound

    Though I have nowhere to hide

    Standing strong and still must endure

    I am sustained with faith and abide

    For living water my roots have procured

    For the earth was soaked by the river I cried

    My roots are now deep

    So deep, far, and wide

    That I'll survive winter

    And in spring bloom with pride

    cherry-tree

  • apple
    apple Member Posts: 7,799
    edited April 2011

    brain power

    suggests a flower

    after a shower

    (in reference to Bianca's post of February 18th.. the flower in the dew)

  • farila_1966
    farila_1966 Member Posts: 224
    edited July 2011
    Cure for my Fear

    I am a warrior too, fighting without a gun or knife

    As I fight not for political reason, but for my own life

    My enemy resides within me

    Lethally and slowly penetrating me

    Silently, making no sound, causing no pain

    Ruthlessly going about destroying me again and again

    I hope and pray that I am not late

    In finding this enemy who with all my heart I hate

    When I win the battle and try to live on

    I cannot as the fear in me grows strong

    Cancer was not killed; it was only given a rest

    So that in slumber it can recover to be its best

    As I go about my life mending and darning

    It will someday attack me again without a warning

    With more vehemence being more fierce

    Bones, Lungs, and Liver everywhere it appears


    Find a cure please, I have promises to keep

    Find a cure so that without nightmares I can sleep

    Find a cure so the survivors can be rest assured

    That we are free now- WE ARE CURED.

    BY:

    Farida Rizwan ( A lucky survivor living with remorse of losing loved ones to cancer)

    http://chaptersfrommylife.blogspot.com/2011/06/cure-for-my-fear.html 

  • alamik
    alamik Member Posts: 113
    edited July 2011

    I have been writing poetry since the age of three. This is one that I wrote not long after my cancer diagnosis.

    CANCER
    by Kimala Clark 12-14-2010


    You lay so silently. Silent but not still.
    Spreading your blackness, invading my will.
    Engulfing me in darkness, devouring me whole.
    Raping my body, scarring my soul.
    My flesh, your trophy, your pride on my death.
    What value can it hold for you upon my last breath?
    My life, my future, in your grasp to hold.
    You've taken the power and stolen control.
    Baring your teeth, your hunger not met.
    Greedily feasting. But still silent yet.
    What do you win? How do you gain?
    What is your benefit from all of my pain?
    When I look in the mirror, it's not even me.
    Your ugly reflection. It's all I can see.
    I feel your presence, your breath on my skin.
    I would shut you out, but you're already in.
    So what's next? Damn you! Why was this to be?
    When your lightening struck, why did you choose me?
    Through a knife, I will cut you. Through my veins, I'll resist.
    But your silence so deadly. So lethal your kiss.
    Violently you conquer but don't make a sound.
    Methodically you redeem your flesh by the pound.
    Slowly you fill me. A victim, no choice.
    But your silence will never quiet my voice!
    I'm still strong you bastard! Do you hear me?
    I'm screaming! I'm screaming!
    Why aren't you listening?

  • apple
    apple Member Posts: 7,799
    edited January 2012

     happy new year to you

     you belong in a zoo

     to bad we have cancer

     let's hope we get thru

  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited May 2018

    The Trees

    The darkness fears the light

    Dastardly deeds are done at night

    Or even in the brightest sun

    Covering up devilish fun

    Dressed in the whitest cloth

    Yet no light to attract a moth

    How to tell if the teeth glean white

    From the jaws of a wolf gnawing

    Or the good of a wholesome bite

    A fruiting tree escapes the sawing

    Look to the goods in the basket

    Gathered from a good tree

    Or are they poisoned apples

    Dropped under the tempting tree

    By Miss B





  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited May 2018

    When I Called Out


    When I called out and heard echoes in the canyon

    When I thought You had left my side

    When I listened for Your voice in the wind

    Some, but not all, hope in me, died.


    Hope, as perennial as the grass, is hard to kill

    Not like the annuals on my windowsill

    Fickle they are, they want all or none

    Too much or too little of water and sun


    Death determined from mistakes I've done

    I failed, goodbye, so to the nursery I run

    Try again to place in the warmth of the sun

    Try again to nurture the roots of lives I haven't won


    Hope, faith, and love will last forever

    For the Source of all is eternal

    And eternal love, the greatest, is stolen never

    Greater than the capacity of human love fraternal


    When I called out, I felt a hot tear

    Fall from the face of my Beloved

    When I cried out in trepidation and fear,

    My spirit leapt to where the White Dove led


    When it was a comforting whisper I longed to hear,

    Of promises of life and defeating the foe

    I felt Your unspeakable Peace

    Like a fawn hidden in grasses by its mother doe


    When I longed for You to envelope me in Your eternal love

    When I sang Your praises with the faintest of voices

    You carried me to a Fortress built upon a Rock

    I was finally carried home, in spite of my wrong choices


    Your strength is made perfect in my weakness

    And my soul rejoices, a Light Eternal in the bleakness

    A ship tossed at sea in the moonless night

    Guided by a lighthouse until the morning light


    By Miss B

    Several verses inspired by the poem Footprints, Psalm 18:2, 2 Corinthians 12:9



  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited May 2018

    The Brokenhearted


    He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds

    He soothes with His presence and peace in His care

    Caught in silken webs, I lost strength to struggle

    I cried at His feet, it was too much to bear


    He gives hope to the hopeless and restores their souls

    He leads us to quiet places lovely in sight

    Caught in the beauty of sunbeam by day,

    Caught in the wonder of moonbeam by night


    He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds

    He died and rose and by His stripes we are healed

    Caught lovingly from a stray roundabout

    Worthy He says I am and to His glory I yield



    - by Miss B


    Psalm 147:3 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds

    Isaiah 53:5

    But He was wounded for our transgressions,

    He was bruised for our iniquities

    The chastisement for our peace was upon Him

    And by His stripes we are healed






  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited June 2018

    The Storm


    The waves are crashing, the boat in peril

    A moonless night, where is my light?

    When is the hour the rage will quell

    When will a moonbeam restore my sight?

    And this too shall pass

    The morn will come

    The horizon welcomes the rising sun

    And this too shall pass

    Fleeting moments of calm

    For uneasy dread

    Comes before a storm front ahead

    Who calms the waters

    Who shines in the darkness

    Who takes away the dread of the world

    Whose abundance overcomes the starkness

    You! Only You! My Beloved, My Lord

    Please take my fear and sink it

    Please take my love and spread it

    Please take my wound and bind it

    Please take my heart and keep it

    Safe from terror

    Secure in treasure untold

    Provision the living bread

    Protection with armor gold


    By Miss B




  • bluepearl
    bluepearl Member Posts: 961
    edited June 2018

    In the spiral of dark and light

    Comes birth.

    Silent.

    Mingling of hot breath, searing light, dust, fire

    Entanglements of filaments.

    Again. Never ceasing.

    Each new, each old like an ancient eye beholding a new face,

    A spark, a holocaust, a ripple

    A torrential rain of terror then the soft mist of sleep,

    A long sleep.


    Stars,

    Like a string of pearls cast on an undulating darkness,

    Moving, living, dying, then living,

    Deep blue, violet, blinding white,

    Red of the death throes

    Yet,

    Hidden,

    A bright blue flame.

    Waiting.

    Silent.

    Somewhere, it knows itself

    Within a beating heart, a silken leaf,

    The tendrils of ocean flotsam on beaches under orange skies,

    It knows and waits

    For the air and the eye,

    The scale and the skin,

    It waits a hundred million years here,

    A billion years there,

    A soft mist of yet-to-be in a torrential rain of what was.


    Like a string of pearls beaded into cosmic lace,

    The pattern emerges,

    And changes.

    And merges,

    Entangling of filaments into phantom cathedrals,

    Life and death,

    New and old twins in the lightness and darkness

    Reaching towards understanding itself by creating itself.

    The blue flame burns brightly,

    Here

    There

    Eventually, everywhere,

    Then plummeting down the spiral of dark and light,

    Forever.

  • bluepearl
    bluepearl Member Posts: 961
    edited June 2018

    I LOVE all your poems...such depth of feeling and beauty in everyone of them! Bravo!!!!!!

  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited June 2018

    Thank you so much Bluepearl! I don't know what will come out before I start, but I'll see a mental image, and that is my starting point. You have outstanding poetic language! I've read your poem several times, and it makes me think of the creation of the universe, of star nurseries that the Hubble telescope has captured images of, and of God's breath of life. So mysterious and exceptional!! Thank you for sharing that! I love it.

  • bluepearl
    bluepearl Member Posts: 961
    edited June 2018

    Thank you MissBianca! You nailed it!


  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited June 2018

    The Gate

    Tumultuous clouds shift our perceptions

    Hues of black pearl, swirled with opalescent hope

    A single ray shines down like a radiant beam

    Then the stormfront approaches from the south

    The blackened skies unleash the fury

    And what looked like a narrow escape

    Is flooded with unanticipated abandon and darkness

    Such are the opposing forces of hope and despair

    The trees torn from the roots, dwellings laid bare

    Ravages from the pounding, destructive forces

    Leave us looking only heaven bound

    There is a time for everything under the sun

    The sky clears and the robin's song announces rebirth

    I see clearly a narrow road near the sheep's gate

    For wide is the path to destruction

    Narrow is the path to follow the Shepherd's voice

    To green pastures and still waters He leads

    To hope radiant from the raised Son

    From the Sheep's Gate to the Gate of Pearl

    My soul rises to enveloping love and joy not yet known

    Uplifted. Redeemed. Welcomed. Received.


  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited June 2018

    The Morning Son

    I greet You as I first stir

    You said not to worry about tomorrow

    For each day has enough trouble of its own

    Tomorrow has come, and it is now today

    Somewhere on this earth is peace

    In the high mountains of China

    A mother panda watches her roly poly cub

    Roll down the hillside for fun

    No enemies, hidden by seclusion and reverence

    Somewhere, everywhere, is a bright new day

    For beloved duckies, well loved, kissed and sent off

    To school

    In nurseries babies laugh with joy innate to their nature

    In playgrounds hopscotch double dutch and tag

    Are played by the kids who also play duck, duck,

    goose

    A couple gets engaged, others walk down the isle

    And today is somebody's birthday

    For most it is another Very Merry Unbirthday day

    Patients are visited, the homeless fed

    The kneeling say prayers to their Maker

    All not deemed newsworthy

    That is, unless you are a prince or a queen

    We read of those that fall down the rabbit hole

    Of peculiar series of unfortunate happenstance

    Of wars, of whispers of conspiracy and threat

    Of violence, torment and death

    Of impeding catastrophe dictated by tyrants

    As well as fluff 'n stuff

    The kind selfie books are made of

    All deemed newsworthy

    Our perceptions get skewed

    And the world seems darker and more loveless

    Than it actually is

    Beware the magnifying glass

    The one focused on ourselves

    It is a master of distortion

    The molehills look like mountains

    The tangled knots too tight to loose

    We see the dead end sign as we round the bend

    Our glass upon ourselves burns us

    With searing focus

    Look beyond ourselves for the Way

    How can we see if we are looking down at our feet

    Drop the master glass of distortion

    How can we perceive with seeing eyes

    If the filter of delusion obscures the Truth

    Seek the One who says He is the Life

    How can we live if we cut ourselves off

    From its Giver






  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited March 2019

    No Reserves, No Retreats, No Regrets


    William Borden wrote these words in his Holy Book

    No reserves. (Pops, I will follow my God given path)

    No retreats. (In bible study at Yale in leadership I took)

    No regrets. (As I die in Cairo, a fulfilled vow I hath)

    Twenty-five years young, a mining tycoon's son

    Ivy League field of dreams, his life had just begun

    Father wants best, a moratorium for world travel

    But young William sees another path

    His father's plan unravels

    He visits Japan, India, Syria, and Turkey,

    No Light of the World in this stricken poverty

    On a ship bound to Asia, to the province

    Of China's Gansu

    He planned to talk about the Prince of Peace

    And serve, live, and love as Christ's example, too

    A stopoff in Egypt, to study Islam and Arabic

    Not but a month there, he became deathly sick

    Why, Lord, take away a voice of devotion

    As our country was swept away in mournful emotion

    A light in this world, both alive and in legend

    Young men and women followed his God given errand

    Not the wide and easy path

    But the long, narrow road hard driven

    They walked away

    From comfortable lives they were given

    To give their light high up on a hill

    To follow where William meant to serve and stay

    To shine on those still in darkness

    In poverty of spirit, with no voices to pray

    For God so loved the whole world

    That He gave His only begotten son

    That whosoever believes in Him

    Will be welcomed with joyful shouts

    On that gloriously Heavenly day


    By Miss B

    Inspired by the life of William Whiting Borden

    1887-1913


  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited March 2019

    The Marathon Runner


    I await the news from the messenger

    He has run a marathon to proclaim the outcome

    Is it victory or defeat

    I rear up for battle, for the words "beautiful pictures"

    Loom ominously in my mind

    If I should be speared in my side

    The blood of the Lamb and Living Waters

    Would gush out

    For He lives in me forever

    The poor messenger

    Should he drop dead from his grueling run of 26 miles

    To deliver the news

    Just to proclaim what I already know

    Victory, an eternal triumph, even if his words are defeat

    Won at the Cross through grace

    Free to those who believe and follow

    Praise in all circumstances

    The adversary will not have my damnation

    Of failing my tests of faith

    Do you still love me even if I say no?

    Yes! A resounding yes!

    For I know that You know of the plans

    You have for me

    Will You forget Me when you get what You want?

    No! A resounding no!

    How can I forget all the times You said yes?

    Will you follow My plan and abandon your own?

    Yes, for how can I forget the times You said no?

    Afflicted, tested and refined

    Deepened in love for Your purposes

    Can I run and not be weary

    Can I walk and not grow faint

    Can I soar effortlessly as I glide

    As if with Eagle's wings

    To be Your messenger

    With the message

    Always "Victory in Christ"


    By Miss B ❤️


    Philippians 29:11

    Isaiah 40:31



  • MissBianca
    MissBianca Member Posts: 2,193
    edited March 2019

    Tonight it was pressed upon my heart to share part of a letter and poem I wrote my pastor last September 2018. His sermon had been on a series called "Fully Alive"; he spoke of desire. I want to live a purpose driven life, and realize I have more to share than I have been doing so. I want to share my truth, my faith, and my hope, to uplift the hearts and souls of all my beautiful BCO sisters. ❤️

    A poem: Fully Alive

    • Dear Pastor,
    The scriptures were inspiring, you articulated them well, and they breathed the Living Life into your sermon. You were beaming with joy with a smile I hadn't seen, and it was a pleasure to see you with your son. Your son gave you an answer filled with the abundancy of life Jesus gives us: grace, hope, and joy.

    I had been pondering the difference between physical need, spiritual longing, and carnal desire. They all seem to be in the category of want, yet the differences are crucial. Satan preys upon our longings, needs, and desires, and if we do not wait patiently for the Lord to fulfill the promises He writes on our hearts, Satan offers us a fast, counterfeit fulfillment, using this door for temptation and sin.

    Even Abraham and Sarah took it upon themselves not to wait for God's promise, so Sarah led Abraham into sin by offering her slave to him, bearing him Ishmael. God took so long to fulfill this promise that Sarah laughed in her old age, asking, "Now, when I am old and worn out?" Isaac's name means laughter. God does really take His time fulfilling promises, because there is a test of faith in patient waiting!

    Also, as much as Jesus did talk about spiritual fulfillment, he did come to a geographical place and point in time when people had dire physical needs. He fulfilled them both, and often used the literal and the metaphorical simultaneously, such as the water at the Samaritan's well.

    I went to the Saturday night service, and the next day, I took my son to the Orlando Science Center. Your words were on my mind, and as my son played in the exploratory rooms in between the movie show times, and I followed him around and sat on benches, the Holy Spirit was at work, and I wrote on my phone what turned into this poem. The Holy Spirit stirred these scriptures in my heart, and brought them to remembrance. Other scriptures I had not heard, but found out after they were written as I referenced the Bible. I looked them up after for easy reference for you. It came to me in first person, so this is how I wrote it down.

    There is more, and I'll use what I was given in another poem, but it seemed to reach a completion point for now.

    Fully Alive


    A Shepherd for My fold
    Blessed be your life ( Hebrews 13:7)
    Searching for treasures untold (Isaiah 45:3)
    Along the long and tested road (Isaiah 40:3)

    And now I have opened your eyes ( Ephesians 1:18, Psalm 34:8, Psalm18)
    Living Waters seeped so deep (Isaiah 44:3)
    Do you see the Tree of Life (Proverbs 11:30)
    Have I awakened you from sleep ( Ephesians 5:14)

    From storms you could not assuage
    A Living Tree with roots so deep (Ephesians 3:17)
    A storm could not blow down
    On the narrow road your life I'll keep ( Matthew 7:14)

    For Living Waters the roots have found
    Seeped in the soil of My love (Ephesians 3:17-18)
    Living Water in a desolate land (Isaiah 51:3)
    Come take shade from the scorching sun (Isaiah 58:11)
    Rest, and eat its bountiful fruit (Proverbs 11:30)
    Offered up from My right hand (Psalm 16:11)

    Only a good tree can offer its fruit ( Matthew 7:17)
    Of love, forgiveness, service, and truth
    Only a bad tree bears bad fruit (Matthew 7:18)
    Fated to gallows, the preacher's lament
    Love has not tapped its root (Mark 4:17)

    With baskets tossed empty and strewn
    Or none at all to show its worth
    The barren tree bearing no fruit ( Matthew 21:19)
    From the axe at its root will not have rebirth (Matthew 3:10)

    From here I will make a way
    In this forsaken desolate land
    Follow the narrow path
    by the stream I have made (Isaiah 43:19)
    In the land of the scorching sand

    Do you not perceive it?
    I have begun a new thing!
    It springs up, making a way (Isaiah 43:19)
    Giving you reason to rejoice and sing (Psalm 9:2)

    To a land where flocks
    Shall eat in green pastures
    And trees will bear fruit
    Because of the hive (Ezekiel 20:6)

    The dance of the bees
    Is the Beekeeper's Delight
    Milk and honey will drip from your lips (Song of Solomon 4:11)
    Me in you makes you fully alive (Colossians 2:10-11, John 1:4)

    Trust me, ye who doubt
    That I shall show you the Way (Psalm 32:8)
    To the Promised Land, not of old
    But to the Heavenly Open Gate

    For I know your needs, I know your thirst
    Out of rocks, Holy Waters gush forth (Exodus 7:6, Numbers 20:11)
    But only if you live your lives
    Fully Alive by placing me first (Matthew 6:33, Proverbs 3:6)

    Narrow is the path (Matthew 7:14)
    That leads to Heavenly streams (Revelation 22:1)
    From your rest in the Tree of Life
    From thirst, desolation, and heat
    You must faithfully follow me (John 12:26)

    Walk along the narrow road (Psalm 16:11)
    It leads to your inheritance
    Not the alluring, worldly path
    Denying Me, and denying wrath (Revelation 21:6-8)

    For the road that is wide (Matthew 7:13)
    Is for the wise in their own eyes
    False gold and silver idols of the created
    They worship inciting the Creator's hatred (Deuteronomy 7:25)

    In the shadows of the valley (Psalm 23)
    Away from the Shepherd, but grasses for herds
    The mountains that are treacherous
    House and hide cadaver birds

    They do not know (Psalms 107:10-11)
    We have been warned from days of old
    The valley of the shadow of death
    Is where the unsaved tremble when fear takes hold

    They do not know
    They will take their eternal breath
    In the stench of the hot, dry pit (Revelation 14:10 -
    brimstone is highly odiferous)
    With the wicked fallen angels
    They will live in darkness unlit (Matthew 35:41)

    I came to fulfill the Old Law (Matthew 5:17)
    And give you a New Commandment: ( John 13:34)
    Love one another
    As I have loved you (John 13:34)
    Love one another
    With vibrancy honest and true

    If you have loved me,
    You will take my free saving gift
    But as your Lord, if you do not follow (Luke 6:46)
    You will be set adrift

    Lord, Lord, I will hear you cry
    I do not know you, I will answer
    As my final goodbye ( Matthew 7: 21-23)

    For the faithful and rebellious
    In separation I sift (Matthew 3:12)
    For the lukewarm Christian
    From my mouth I will spit (Revelation 3:16)

    For it has been said
    From those who die
    And come back again (Ezekiel 37-10)
    Though their bodies
    In deathly stillness lie

    My witnesses will testify
    Dead, dead to the doctor
    Dead, dead to the beloved
    Dead to the scientist, dead to the nurse

    In the Age of Resuscitation
    I have urgent messages to send:

    The same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13-8)
    I raise the rightous dead
    Or unrepentent sinners I will no longer tend (Matthew 7:23)

    Alive, alive, yes truly alive!
    They see the Loving Light
    And listen and are witness
    To an eternal Holy City
    A sunless Heaven ( Revelation 7:16-17)
    With Godly light so bright!

    They behold the Risen King
    With keys to all the kingdoms (Matthew 28:18)
    Even to the dark realms
    Beyond the dragon's gate (Revelation 1:18, Job 17:16)

    And also to the Kingdom of Heaven
    His redeemed children
    Have mansions prepared (John 14:2)
    But to the chained souls
    Chamber cells and lava await (Proverbs 7:27)
    For they lived their lives with vitriolic hate

    Some are given a tour of both realms
    And sent back as witnesses upon the Earth
    Or lifted up by My Grace
    Out of the devil's lair (Daniel 3:17, Job 33:28, Jonah 2:2)
    For a second chance upon the Earth
    To witness to the Good Shepherd's care

    They are told to go and give their testimony
    For the Lord Christ Jesus weeps
    For millions of humans He created (Romans 9:8)
    But only His children He keeps (Galatians 3:26)

    They stand before the Loving Light
    Many are asked the same three questions
    And then they give account (Romans 14:12)
    To the inquiries He mentions

    Have you loved? He asks(1 Corinthians 13:2-3)
    Have you forgiven?
    Or have you kept a ledger? (1Corinthians 13:15)
    If you have one, how can I forgive and forget (Matthew 6:15)
    If you offer your works as a hedger?

    I forgive as far as
    The East is from the West (Psalm 103:12)
    An infinite line of eternity
    Is any grudge worth this very test?

    Have you produced good fruit (Luke 6:43)
    And served your fellow man
    If you fed the hungry (Matthew 25:35-40)
    Gave drink to the thirsty

    If you gave shelter and clothing
    And cared for the sick
    Or visited the prisoner
    Then you for eternity will I pick

    The King will reply,
    Truly I tell you,
    Whatever you have done
    For the least of these
    Brothers and Sisters
    You have done for me (Matthew 25:36)

    Lord, if whom I have served (Matthew 12:48-60)
    Is the King's brother
    Or the King's sister
    And I have done unto them
    As I have done unto Thee
    I am in service of the King's Royalty

    Standing in My encompassing love
    They are shown an account of their lives (Romans 14:12)
    Have you loved and forgiven?
    Or have you lived selfishly driven?

    Lord, please tell me what is love?
    I gave you a Book and wrote on your heart (Proverbs 3:3)
    It does not swell in passion
    Then ebb and tear families apart

    Love is patient, kind, not covetous or proud (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)
    Love is respectful, loving, with no records of wrongs
    Love does not delight in evil
    Or follow the lascivious throngs

    But rejoices with the Truth
    For that, too, I Am ( John 8:58)
    And also the Way and the Life (John 14:6)

    To lead you into the full measure of joy (John 17:13)
    With My peace, provision,
    And protection from strife (John 17:12)

    Love protects, trusts, and always hopes
    As Paul had lived, it perseveres
    Have I not told you while I was on Earth?
    I have opened your ears so that you may hear (Job 33:16)

    Whatever is true, noble, and right (Philippians 4:8)
    Pure, lovely, admirable with light
    Excellent, praiseworthy, think about such things
    The fullness of life will this love bring (Psalms 36: 8-9)

    Have I not commanded you
    To meditate on attributes of love (1 John 4:7-12)
    I am preparing you
    For the ways of Heaven above

    Do you not know? Life is lessons in love
    In love are lessons of life! (Proverbs 21:21)
    My Messengers have been told it
    It is the simple answer that confounds the masses

    What is the meaning of life?
    It is grasped for a moment
    Then the thought passes

    These are heavenly answers
    I have given my servants
    Write them on your hearts (Proverbs 3:3)
    Tell all the masses

    I give Life in full, ransomed for eternity (1 Timothy 2:6)
    In love, you will find life in abundancy ( John 10:10)
    For in My Joy, you will have strength ( Nehemiah 8:10)
    For anything is possible with Hope's infinite length (Romans 15:13)

    When you acknowledge me
    You will have my strength (Exodus 15:2)
    In all of your ways
    I will set your path straight (Proverbs 3:6)

    Fully engage in love and in service
    For my purpose and plans
    I have for you are great (Jeremiah 29:11)
    I will vibrantly live in you (Colossians 2:10-11, John 1:4)
    You will share in the abundance
    Of My overflowing cup and plate (Psalm 23:5)

    I will not revive your former self (2 Corinthians 5:17)
    From my cup of Living Waters
    Your soul's longing will be quenched ( John 4:13-14)
    Reborn you will be in eternal promise
    Then you will be fully alive
    It is the will of my Father's (Ephesians 2:4-5)

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