Joe Breunig, 28 march 2013
Help me Lord to focus solely on Thee!
Issues and challenges of Life come and go,
defining me with my soul’s scarred essence.
Yet I remain, beneath Your heavenly flow!
Allow Your Presence to wash over me,
removing all evidence of sins’ stains.
Continue breaking the ungodly links of…
the remnant of shackling, prisoner chains.
Open my eyes fully that I may see
the way You view me within Your Kingdom.
Let this divine, flooding confidence
gird me against… whatever may come.
Although Salvation, to me, was free;
I humbly acknowledge my Christ’s pain.
Now the force of faith surges within me,
while knowing that… it can never be feigned!
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Mark 11:22-24; Rom 4:17-22; Heb 10:35-39, 11
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Gert Strydom, 28 march 2013
In her startled fear
when she walked almost stumbling
He did read love,
where without really knowing who He is
she stumbled along without realising
the meaning of His love and existence
when in the garden she felt sorrow and abandonment
when she cried alone without any hope.
He did read love,
and when he appeared so suddenly after his sentence had been executed
she was overwhelmed, when totally astonished
she stumbled along without realising
that it was Him and was thought struck
and she felt stripped of her humanity.
He did read love,
when she wanted to come to Him with her arms wide open
and then he did understand
she was overwhelmed, when totally astonish
she saw Him for who He is, she was enthralled
and her arms were wide open.
In her startled fear
she knew that His selfless love goes to all people,
that He had risen as the true redeemer
and then he did understand,
she was healed from all of her melancholy
and when she wanted to run to Him
He did read love.
When He prevented her from touching Him
she did know
that He had risen as the true redeemer
and He was full of the Spirit of the Lord
and she was afraid to talk to Him.
In her startled fear
He did read love,
and suddenly she was aware of His essence, His omnipotence
where without really knowing who He is,
she did know
about the meaning of His love and existence.
Gert Strydom, 28 march 2013
I see them hitting in the nails
when He was estranged from God,
when they mocked Him and pain went through His body
when He gave His life and there was no mercy for Him
estranged He hanged as a human being and as the Godly One;
He blessed others when love still burned in His eyes
while at a distance His mother and other women were crying,
they cried when darkness appeared and lightning bolts fell everywhere
with nails through His hands, on His head a crown of thorns
with them that mock and one that betrayed him with a kiss;
without rest He was betrayed for pieces of silver,
but still His face is pure and I am aware of the greatest love.
Gert Strydom, 28 march 2013
There is a place where everything comes together,
where life comes to a kind of crossing point
where joy, pleasure and deep anguish
even every crisis does get an answer,
where the blood of God covers sin,
where man is not being forced to believe
but have got a own choice,
and the selfless love of God does comes free
and here where our earth
by our own choice has gone to tatters,
we that are mortal live like gods
until everything that is living wants to avoid us
and we are never without our own will
but in all of this we do loose God.
Gert Strydom, 28 march 2013
There is a place where everything comes together,
where life comes to a kind of crossing point
where joy, pleasure and deep anguish
even every crisis does get an answer,
where the blood of God covers sin,
where man is not being forced to believe
but have got a own choice,
and the selfless love of God does comes free
and here where our earth
by our own choice has gone to tatters,
we that are mortal live like gods
until everything that is living wants to avoid us
and we are never without our own will
but in all of this we do loose God.
Gert Strydom, 28 march 2013
Far too long has it beaconed silently,
on the rocky shore of Algoa bay
etched on land against the sea,
against the thunderous breaking roar
of waves crashing forever more
telling of brave merchant men trusting in God
send by a Christian king
to overcome unknown seas, the flood,
like Noah’s band, under Diaz left a marker everlasting
with prosperity unfurled,
bringing God’s love to this dark world.
[Reference: Santa Cruz: The Holy Cross by Allan Kirkland Soga.]
Satish Verma, 28 march 2013
Those vicious strikes.
Beaten by sticks,
a panther dies on moon
in midstop.
Standing on a bomb
digging a tunnel
you pay obeisance to
the god of war.
This sweet revenge
for your forefathers?
Who could not walk straight
in the bastard crowd.
Spilling the sperms
O pimp of faith,
why are you selling
your poverty?
The heap of limbs
on the breast of a mother.
A hand of a child was cut
in every womb.
Satish Verma
Bazyliszek, 27 march 2013
I've forgotten yesterday
not only because
there were words
a kiss even
sorry I lost my watch
and dreams instead
there was see
and many birds
there was bus stop
bus always too late
but driver very nice
on the top I felt in dream
nobody asked what I smoked
there were so many colors
and me in between
David de la Croes, 27 march 2013
Thank you, my dearest, for loving me
and being there for me in times of need
and embracing me completely
with your whole being, and so tenderly
my desires with great kindness feed;
therefore I thank you for loving me.
Your love has brought me a potpourri
of pure delights, and through word and deed
you embrace my being completely.
Your love fills my soul with harmony
that I can with joy on life's way proceed;
therefore I thank you for loving me.
Your affection, with grace and beauty,
has made my life wholesome and sweet,
embracing my being completely.
From loneliness you set me free
and my heart will these words always beat:
Thank you, my dearest, for loving me
and embracing me completely!
Gert Strydom, 27 march 2013
When God himself came to the world
on the earth (His created property)
a primitive stable was His place of birth
and no great palace waited on Him.
When on this earth He could be king,
when man was aware of His Godliness
from His works and deeds,
wanted to crown Him and others arrested Him
He had to suffer in pain and fear.
When the burden of sin was totally overwhelming
man did nail Him to a cross
where He did know no condemning words,
when in great love He fitted into the shoes of man.
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