
Bob Gotti, 7 november 2013
When God’s principals we obey, His Spirit helps us not to stray,
For believers, it is a must, that we practice obedience and trust,
Trusting God with all our heart; from His ways we will not depart,
Letting Wisdom have Her way, while we follow God, day by day.
We must work unto The Lord, a practice that’s not to be ignored,
Working with Christ by our side; our Lord God above is glorified,
God is not mocked or deceived, knowing ways we’ve conceived,
As we will reap all we’ve sown, as all our ways by Him are known.
All believers must contemplate, the seven things, God does hate,
Living in our present world of sin, this as we strive to live for Him;
Haughty eyes coming from pride, an evil, we can’t allow to reside,
As it caused Adam’s race to fall; one’s sin which is far from small.
For pride is Satan’s choice leaven, which he uses to fuel all seven,
Beginning with the lying tongue, affecting all souls old and young;
Hands which shed innocent blood, while evil comes on as a flood,
Following that heart of a wicked man, as one devising an evil plan.
With feet that rush to evil ways, in our ever increasing darker days;
A false witness that breaths lies, another thing God does despise;
Also one who does sow discord, among the brothers of The Lord.
Of these seven God speaks of, it is an abomination to Him above.
All of the seven we too must hate, for with God, there’s no debate,
As God’s principles we will learn, these are more than just concern,
But, are from the very heart of Him, God, Who saved us out of sin,
Saved to live anew in all of our life, all while we live in Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©06/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 7 november 2013
I do not know just how or when, God will send something to my pen,
From something that’s on my heart, a thought God desires to impart,
Throughout my day, just as I go, thoughts from above seem to flow,
While I begin with simply a thought, by The Spirit verses are wrought.
It is The Lord God, Who blesses me, with these verses, that you see,
As these words that I pass along; the credit for all, does truly belong,
To The Lord God, Who reigns above, inspiring the verses, I speak of,
These very words, which I pen, that God has me share with other men.
God pens verses from my prose, through ways only The Spirit knows,
This when God’s Spirit is inclined, to guide these thoughts in my mind,
In ways which only The Spirit can, as my Lord fills just an ordinary pen,
God blessing me, with His choice, to use my pen, instead of my voice.
Blessings, I hope to pass your way, with verses, on what I have to say,
As The Lord moves upon my heart, regarding thoughts I wish to impart,
From my thoughts God takes words, and He compiles them into verse,
Through ways that only God can do, so that I may share them with you.
Sharing with many through my life, the Truth and Grace of Jesus Christ,
Sharing Truths, you may have heard, that you find in God’s Holy Word,
And Grace, which God bestows on us, when we follow The Lord Jesus,
All this as my Savior blesses me, while He guides me home to Eternity.
(Copyright ©06/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 7 november 2013
I may not know what happens today, as The Lord guides the way,
But, my times are in His hands, in ways no one truly understands,
I may even purpose within my heart, while a new day has its start,
But God directs the path I take, He’s in charge, make no mistake.
The Lord directs this course of time, all within His Eternal Design,
God is sovereign over everything, which is earth and every being,
Directing both nations and men, by ways we cannot comprehend,
By His sovereign control over all; nations and men, big and small.
Sovereign Creator of all the earth, to man God gave special worth,
Making man in the very image of, The Creator, Who reigns above,
Intent on a relationship with man, this was indeed His original plan,
A plan Satan desired to impede, but, ultimately God will succeed!
God spoke by prophets of old, but since sent His Son to behold,
God’s Eternal Son Jesus Christ, to restore the plan of eternal life,
Sent to reconcile man with God, when Jesus came to earth’s sod,
Restoring that relationship for me, with The Creator of All Eternity.
So whatever pleases God in my life, He leads me in Jesus Christ,
Guiding me around every bend, knowing how each day shall end,
Days that I cannot understand, I simply leave in The Lord’s Hand,
For as a member of God’s Family, He knows what is best for me.
(Copyright ©06/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 7 november 2013
Truth may be black and white, but some choose the dark of night,
When it comes to political views, many simply shift and just muse.
Thinking of all, but God’s Word, ignoring Truths that they’ve heard,
Truths which should be our light, in this world where wrong is right.
Compromising Scripture for man; it’s not of God but Satan’s plan,
Satan’s plan to hinder God’s Truth; look around and see the proof,
An amoral nation we’ve become, as for Truth we’re biblically dumb,
Following the ways of wicked men, in a nation God shall condemn!
The Truth has become irrelevant, so how long shall The Lord relent?
He, who put His Law in our heart, from which many chose to depart,
This country shall have no excuse, regardless of how leaders muse,
As their thinking is devoid of God, so they’ll see His Righteous Rod,
Unfortunately some in The Church, follow their wicked political lurch,
As they make changes suddenly, they defy the God over all eternity,
The Laws ascribed by a Holy God, for all men upon this earthly sod,
Yet more are following the evil ways, of immoral leaders in our days.
It is time for many to take a stand, in an ever increasing amoral land,
All, who know Christ’s Righteousness, must oppose the wickedness,
Being Christ’s Light in this world, where Satan’s darkness is unfurled,
In a world that is turning dark as night, to point others to God’s Light.
(Copyright ©05/2012 Bob Gotti)
Greg, 7 november 2013
There is a light sparking in my heart
A bee-bop good time tuned to make me shake
And quiver in ecstasy
Swing my hips and lick my lips
To the sway of music so sweet
Dear Jesus
I'm happy
Thank you
And thank you baby
Infinite gratitude
For the gift of empathy
The rope out of the well of loneliness
And into the glory of the Sun
Joe Breunig, 7 november 2013
The habits of the righteous servant reflect
a certain posture of pleasing The Master.
Walking in Love is evident, when we recognize
what the heart of Christ is truly after.
Bearing fruit, living lives in desperate times,
becomes much easier when we share our burdens.
Let’s practice living harmoniously each day,
before joining together in Heaven’s garden.
Real Love, always requires acts of action;
Even Christ washed the feet of the Apostles
to demonstrate that all forms of compassion
can vary from the smallest act to miracles.
Societal importance is an artificial construct,
that demonstrates a poor example of attitude.
Christ’s example has been set eternally before us,
shining before Man with the mindset of servitude.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Matt 20:25-26; Acts 10:38
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.
Satish Verma, 7 november 2013
Something was not polite in signs.
The smell of incarcerated bed of gods
was floating down.
A subdued shadow of black moon
was climbing on the window. And each
house had offered a son, to rage
a war of retribution. Malice towards
one and everybody, they were ready to cut the
hands who were holding the book.
Out of the ore comes out the gold, when
you use mercury. Vacant eyes have the
veils of tears. Dampness was melting the bones.
The mud on the face, a gift of birthday.
Satish Verma
Gert Strydom, 7 november 2013
Right through the night you did lie in my arms,
we both did cherish each other,
did not say a single word
and we were like the prince and Snow-white.
Darkness folded like a blanket over us,
at times you held on to me softly
and we watched the bright moon
until the starlight faded with the morning,
the silence had meaning
and nobody bothered us
while the bright sun peeped through the window,
and doves cooed in the great old oak tree.
Gert Strydom, 7 november 2013
In the distance the thunder rumbles,
the smell of rain falling on the earth
is in the air
and suddenly there is silence
that is only broken by a croaking frog
when softly your hand rests on my shoulder
and like always
there is magic in your touch.
Gert Strydom, 6 november 2013
There are times that I do know that you are wonderful, my wife,
where you do treat me as your very own
and in your heart there is passion and more than compassion
when you tell me all of your secrets,
where at times as if lost we cling to moments,
finding something deeper in each experience
and there is something more than just a kind of knowledge
that with and without us life does continue
when we do find meaning in the smallest things
and what binds us is much more than just a ring
when you make the entire world beautiful to me
and sometimes I then feel like a child
when I experience life in a new way
the more I am involved with you.
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