Joe Breunig, 13 march 2014
Pay attention to what God wants to show you;
embrace the regenerated self created in God’s image;
a wandering mind of distractions, unable to focus,
leads you to trouble and and adverse situations,
when not following the principles of Christ Jesus.
To sincerely follow your heart’s desire,
while avoiding the issues of double-mindedness,
you must properly set and keep your mind;
when waiting on God’s timing for your life,
the things that you will actually find…
are the genuine blessings that God had intended.
While the mind of the Spirit is life and peace,
personal growth is only possible via humility;
exaggerated opinions of oneself are dangerous,
for they severely impact your spiritual acuity.
Seriously concentrate on the higher things of God!
Renewed thoughts come from studying of The Word
and a humbled mind of Christ becomes accessible.
Trust the Bible and apply its truths, whereby…
earthly problems are still divinely addressable.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Col 3:2-3, 11; Phil 2:5; 1 Cor 2:16; 1 Pet 5:6;
Rom 8:5-6, 12:3; Eph 4:22-24; Jam 1:8
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
Gert Strydom, 13 march 2014
“Am I my brother’s keeper?”
Cain answered the omnipotent Lord God
as if a brotherly relationship did not go much deeper
and this answer seems odd
as if he did not have his brother’s blood on his hands
as if his brother had travelled away to distant lands
and I wonder where our own responsibility do begin
or do we choose to live a life of sin
to be political correct
and just to fit in,
when our country is turned into chaos
and people try to survive at any cost
while daily we do meet a sister or brother
from another father and mother,
see our own people begging on the street
and we have no concern for each other,
drive the newest most expensive luxury cars
gather with others in fortress houses and bars
while the new kind of racism know as affirmative action
destroys lives, do reserve jobs by the colour of skin
and we do build our lives around ourselves as a reaction
while we do believe that we can survive and win
and somewhere the unlucky ones are retrenched, loose their lives
cars, property and wives,
and all kind of hope suddenly to them is gone
while for all others life goes on
as if no corruption, crime and suppression does occur
and people’s hearts become rock solid like stone
while the Redistribution and development programs
is catching speed and so does greed,
(and the revenge of the dark people) in lives are like epigrams
while some people are in real need
and kill themselves while they are unwilling to beg for salvation
while others beg at street corners as if it’s their real occupation
and others like Abraham trust daily on God to provide,
to be a friend, a shelter and a true guide.
Greg, 12 march 2014
Reality pervades the word
Making worlds seem blue
And colors all green
In the eye of a spectator
If I think about me
I will become dead
A dry concept that must be maintained
A burden to myself
She looks at me
And makes a mold
That I must carry around
And love to behold
But if I can just
Pay attention to the touch
Of finger tips on keys
And skin on bones
I’ll be left alone
By myself
To wither away
And die
My ego, my self-image
Renounced with no act of renunciation
But left to wither
Without being fed
Without being thought
Led out on to
The crystal space of maze
A torrential downpour
From my throat
That abhors me
And turns light into the shadow of genius
Renounce!!!
And skip as one with no skipper
Act with no actor
Action alone
But without action either
For there must be an actor
Let the periods dry out
And the emotions run cold
There will be six cents
That no words can behold
And break off the tulip
Turn a new leaf
Greg, 12 march 2014
There are rampant anal beads
Hanging from the walls
Of yesterday’s time
Of yesterday’s time
Singe a vase
That falls against the hall
Mask is all mine
Mask is all mine
If you could see
What you’re doing to me
The birds and the bees
Make light the debris
The only chance
Of a golden hand
To reach down and make me whole
Singing like the rhythm that shakes
Awake with no take
A gliding mistake that rides
Upon new rhythms
Feeling my mouth
Oblige my fingers
To run them out
Will the cunt rain??
No one knows
Of the movie
That shows
Castrating soldiers
And the answers to their woes
Rising up in armies
That deform the signs that show
Their balls have been demolished
By circumcising pain
That reduces love to petulance
And grand dreams down into shame
But to rise from the ashes
Breaking through the lashes
Call the angel trumpet
That rips asunder cashes
If you have bought one thing at a supermarket
If you have bought one thing from the pillars of the pig empire
May you burn
Steal ‘em steal ‘em all
I never will
But the balls to have ‘em
Still reside in some
But the answer’s don’t fight
Reside inside a light
That looks so bright
With a pain that kills the Jews
On a sunny afternoon
To lead to bombs of fire
That make the children swoon
Gert Strydom, 12 march 2014
Far too quickly time did catch up with him
and with an aged body he stands bended
with a distant gaze in his bright blue eyes.
Out of a cloud a bright ray comes
when the last shadows of the grey afternoon linger
and he thinks about his own inability,
about a life that has been lived and suddenly he is sad
but for his thoughts there is no language.
For a moment a thunder flash is caught upon his retina,
a drop runs down his cheek
when he thinks about his own transience
and in him the great longing remains
when a couple in love runs past
and in the distance he hears the clear laughter of a child.
Satish Verma, 12 march 2014
The wail fills the genesis;
you are not living in me any more.
Outside a grey mist of absence prevails.
For a while there was stillness
of white death, then roaring of a
hurricane, before it struck the ancient wall
of a levee. I started gathering my
sky, in ruins of a screaming town.
Faith was walking without legs.
Annihilation with a smile of a calender, starts;
trees and bone littered floating.
I start to understand the stalling darkness.
The human bleed now attracts the wolves
to maul, to tear, to drown
the breath of burned out spirit.
Still a cinder smoulders in debris,
to dislodge the burden of life,
for the face lift of a hanging man.
Satish Verma
Bob Gotti, 12 march 2014
I am on this journey with God, this I can say with a confident nod,
I’m not walking alone my friend, as God walks with me to the end,
Yes, God is with me all the way, walking beside me night and day,
His presence others will not see, but, He walks always, beside me.
Through this trial I’m never alone, as a believer I’m one of His own,
With my Shepherd always there, to afford both guidance and care,
Led by the staff of Jesus Christ, on this journey in my present life,
As He guides me through my journey, always there to comfort me.
God also uses my loving wife, to assist me through times of strife,
In times when I’m not feeling well, she’s always a comfort and help,
When I am feeling far from fair, God fills her with His Spirit of care,
As The Lord helps her comfort me, on my sometimes dark journey.
Beside me every day and hour, in my weakness God grants power,
Power and strength to continue on, as dark days can get very long,
Although the days can be very long, in Christ my Lord, I am strong,
Not because of my strength within, it is all because I walk with Him.
It’s no small thing to walk with Christ, Who, knows all about my life,
Knowing the beginning and end, He knows, as I near another bend,
Encouraging me before and through, that bend in my life in all I do,
It’s such a comfort on my journey, to know that God walks with me.
(Copyright ©03/2014 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 12 march 2014
Salvation begins in the heart first, despite how well you’re versed,
In the Eternal Word of God, you must answer with a heartfelt nod;
Before you confess with your lips, The Truth is what a heart grips,
For with your heart you’re justified, by The Lord, Who for us died.
With the mouth confession’s made, to Truth on a heart, that’s laid,
God’s Truth that can’t be ignored, that God raised Christ our Lord;
Although He died, in your stead, God raised Christ from the dead,
Though spiritually we are depraved, with confession we are saved.
When in our heart we truly believe, God’s Salvation we will receive,
Saved from His penalty for sin, through that finished work by Him,
The finished work of Jesus Christ, Who died to give us eternal life,
With His salvation you’re assured, sealed by the Spirit of The Lord,
Though we were a spiritual mess, The Lord’s Salvation we confess,
When God’s Spirit brings to light, God redeemed us from the night,
We confess as Lord, Christ Jesus, Who died and rose for all of us,
Now in His Salvation we rejoice, praising God, with heart and voice.
When in our Lord we now abide, His Salvation Truth we cannot hide,
Remembering that it is our duty too, to voice Truth to folks like you,
Men who have yet not believed, lest by Satan they will be deceived,
Instead you can confess Jesus Christ, and too, receive Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©03/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 12 march 2014
The Mighty God and Creator, is Jesus Christ, our Blessed Savior,
Who alone has complete Authority, from the beginning to eternity,
Who became a man but still God, becoming flesh to visit our sod,
The very Creator of all you see, came to be Savior of you and me.
For only Christ my dear friend, knows the beginning from the end,
The Alpha and The Omega is He, Who controls all things eternally,
The One Who sustains all the earth, sustains us through New Birth,
The One holding all things together, grants us life with Him forever.
Of God, Christ was the Incarnation, sent for each and every nation,
Sent into the very world He created, to be scoffed at while berated,
Crucified by peoples He knew, to provide salvation to me and you,
As one dead, taken from Calvary, put in a tomb to rise in Authority.
Authority He had before time began, before creating earth and man,
God’s Authority exceeding anyone, Power He displayed in His Son,
The power that put Heaven in place, was at Calvary, know as Grace,
Because God has the authority to, redeem sinners, like me and you.
The Mighty Creator’s returning again, to display Authority to all men,
At Christ’s return, long awaited, by believers on the earth He created,
During His reign as He rules, reigning with His own but judging fools,
As those souls that believed not God, will see His Authoritative Rod.
(Copyright ©03/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 12 march 2014
God is real, but you don’t believe, as Satan wants to only deceive,
For Satan is real and so is Hell, his future state, not just for a spell,
Forever in the fire’s where he will be, in those flames for all eternity,
Where fires are never quenched, as Satan will be eternally benched.
All those who Satan shall deceive, judgment too, they shall receive,
And this because of their unbelief, to finish in a place with no relief;
Yes, God is a God of Love, but, must be true to what is spoken of,
Word’s recorded within His Word, Truths, I’m sure that you’ve heard.
For God sent His Only Son to die, to provide salvation to you and I,
To save us from sin’s dreaded curse; the judgment of, will be worse,
And Satan, God’s eternal enemy, only wants to deceive you and me,
For knowing his end, his only desire, is to see you in the lake of fire.
That curse began with Adam and Eve, as Satan slithered to deceive,
So to turn their trust away from God, with his cunning deceptive nod,
“God did not say” he uttered to Eve, so his words she would believe,
When she was deceived Paradise, became cursed with sin and strife.
But, God sent to the world His Son, to provide salvation to everyone,
To offer in place of sin and strife, for all, through Jesus, Eternal Life;
But, this Truth you can only conceive, when in God, you truly believe,
And He brings you into His Family, to live with Him now and eternally.
(Copyright ©03/2011 Bob Gotti)
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