God

An Armchair Theologian

I believe! I Believe! Lord, help my unbelief

I believe, I believe, my constant motif

I believe but don't grow

And my faith doesn't show

Because I can't be bothered to “do”

 

I know faith is given, not earned

Yet here I sit unconcerned 

I'm given to resting 

When I should be testing

To see that my faith is real

 

“You shall know them by their fruits”

But seeds planted on stones don't have roots

My apathy grows

So nobody knows

That I don't follow what I believe

 

The path down below is a slope

So gradual and smooth that you hope

It stays just the same

Like a current so tame

But leads to a waterfall

 

I'm not living, or learning

I'm sitting and burning

Lord I want to live

But not if I give

My time or my life

My comfort for strife

Is there an easier way?

 

You said believe and I shall be clean

Believe, and come home again

But how can I start

If only my heart

Wasn't an armchair theologian

God Is Greater!

God is Greater!

So, don’t fear bad weather, news, and the taunts of your haters

You show God’s love by forgiving and unfailingly loving all your neighbors

Do!

And it shall be given upon to you

For you are blessed and highly favored by God

All these things shall be giving a billion-fold of what was robbed

For, Great is God than he or it of this world

Use your talents to uplift all man, woman, boy, and girl

For the time has come

My Dear Chosen One

To spread your wings and fly

Flying high amongst the sky

For your dreams are big bigger than you can do yourself

So, learn to depend and to submit to someone else

For, the greatest good

Use your gifts to uplift and pull others out of the ghetto and hood

I wish I could touch you and hold you tight

For, this is a fight for your soul’s life

Get Right

And get dress for church to go hear the Word

Trust, eventually you live out what is heard

For no man can stop what God has already ordained as His own

I pray, let His Holy Spirit live in your body your temple your home

I promise with God you’re never alone

I speak victory

I hope you hear me

Greatness, Purity, Holiness, and Wholeness

For you are greater than this!

I speak rise up him and her!

Pick up your bed, walk into your true worth, and sin no more for  

God is Greater!

By Katrina T. Smith Copyrighted

 

I have your Word, visit the website below 

 

http://www.itjusthadtobeheard.com/

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Let Your Light So Shine!!!

I fear no abyss

 

Lightning air winds through his hair

 

Serpents entwine in his black curly coils

 

Strong and thick and big as a rig

 

Sky eyes pierce me with wisdom and ire

 

Shine light on my face, this face of a liar

 

A giant among all men and mice

 

Makes me meek as a meager mouse bite

 

I pray for one kiss to reach his lips

 

Crawl on through infinite muck and mire

 

Half of his hesitance is bathed in this


The other half moves closer and closer 

 

The whole of my soul believes in this role


All part of me is given to fire

 

Yet I fear no abyss but his plaintive remiss

 

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The Wager

 

A friendly wager between the two
A shake of hands and it was through 
God and the Devil struck a deal
How many souls could they steal
subjects of a sinister bet
Humans as the main event
Our fate a twisted competition 
boredom replaced by a bad decision 
Who would win the most souls
And bragging rights and gold medals 
A different kind of entertainment 
To keep them busy for a minute 
This madness trumps all rational
Where right and wrong they can not tell
Like waking up from a demented dream
A nightmare played on a movie screen
Would God betray us and sell us out
Just for lack of something else to do
Maybe Such madness is not so far fetched
To put a price tag on all our heads
But this is just a silly thought 
A harmless notion That I dwell on
Out of boredom and lack of sleep
But what a scary thought indeed
A deal with the devil and god agrees?

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GRACE

 

Oh Lord, we come before You, 
On this Thanksgiving Day. 
We ask You for Your Blessing, 
As we gather now to pray.

 

Bless this food before us, 
Of which we will partake. 
Forgive us all our sins, 
And mistakes that we may make.

 

Strengthen our very souls, 
Make us worthy of You. 
Keep us safe, from any harm, 
In everything we do.

 

Guide us every day, Oh Lord, 
Show us right from wrong. 
When we are feeling weakened, 
We pray You make us strong.

 

Father, we give You thanks, 
For loved ones gathered near, 
And we ask that You watch over, 
All those, that aren't here.

 

We pray for peace and harmony, 
Upon our struggling earth. 
We thank You for the precious Gift, 
You gave us, in Your Son's birth.

 

Oh Lord, we thank You for everything, 
You have blessed us with again, 
And we humbly pray, all of this, 
In Jesus' name....Amen.

Ice Feels Rejected

Folder: 
Freedom

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To ice it may seem

that God does scheme

to destroy his form

in the stream

melting him into water

and then to dawnmist steam.

 

 

But he changes his mind

as he sparkles in sunbeams

and begins to merge

with the Supreme.


-saiom shriver-

 

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Note:

apologies to atheists

and agnostics for

the assertion

-saiom shriver-

 

http://c8.alamy.com/comp/CWEFGE/melting-ice-and-stream-in-winter-CWEFGE.jpg

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Imperfect Playwright?

Folder: 
Mate Love

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  • Sometimes it seems God was an imperfect playwright
    who in the divine design does not play right.
    For instance, a bison bull who unsuccessfully challenges another
    for head of the harem is shunned and goes off alone
    The ratio of 100 females to 1 male
    reminds one of the stolen wealth of hedge fund billionaires
saiom shriver
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Mosaic

Folder: 
Psalms

Only You can pick up the pieces

Of my shattered past

And make something beautiful from it

Gathering the shards and placing them

Into an amazing and wondrous design

Like a stained glass window

Each piece meticulously positioned

Into a picture only the designer could see

 

When I give to You my best

I try so hard to make You proud

My feeble attempts

Like a bruised and broken flower

You hold it gently, press and mount it

Hanging it high for all to see

 

One day I pray that I can look back

And see my whole life laid before me

All the hurt and pain I experienced

Interwoven with the joy and happiness

A blanket that I can wrap my heart up with

And the knowledge that my life wasn't in vain

That I could see every stitch You made

How You carried me all the way

And brought me home to stay

Unique Missions

Folder: 
Different Drummers

UNIQUE MISSIONS

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Most in an army
receive the same orders
but among His believers
God's whispers charge
each with different missions

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saiom shriver

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Footnote: apologies for the
male pronoun for God who is
beyond gender

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