Phoenix Rising


Image by Pedro Lastra

Notre Dame Cathedral
Nearly lost in a dreadful fire,
The ornate Spire
Licked by fire, falls.

Devastating to see
This tragedy.

Over 800 years standing tall,
Over 200 years to build,
1000 years of history, all
Nearly lost as the flames stilled.

400 firemen, 8 hours,
The fire finally cowers.

Watching the smoke billowing –
Many looked on at it burned –
My stomach churned,
Seeing smoke, filling

The dark sky.
Tears fill my eyes.

But as a Phoenix rising from the ashes,
The Cathedral will be reborn.
Even though the spiral crashes,
The building, adorned –

Ancient Notre Dame,
New life from the flames

This was in response to 100 Word Wednesday week 117 and the fire at the Notre Dame Cathedral a week ago.

Hope you all had a great Resurrection Day! ❤

Craving – A Poem

Worldly fruit is at first sweet,
But bitter in the end –
Like Adam and Eve
Discovered in the luscious garden.

The fruit of the wrong tree –
Eating from it is to defy God’s will –
That fruit is bad for me,
Yet I’m tempted to eat of it still.

Fruit of the flesh
Which came from the pit –
Eating it will bring death.
I look at the Fruit of the Spirit…

Against eating this fruit, there is no law
I reach for fruit from the Life-Giving Tree
And feel my heart begin to thaw
My icy heart of stone, melting within me

I am not worthy to approach this tree
The Fruit of the flesh is easier to get
Oh Lord Jesus, only You can help me
Eat of this fruit and not the one from the pit!

Soon the harvest will be ripe,
And the angel will reap
The vine of the Earth – the wicked
Will be crushed beneath His feet!

The LORD is slow to anger and great in power,
And will not at all acquit the impious –
His fire and brimstone will come and shower
His enemies with His righteous vengeance!

For Who could stand before His indignation?
And who could endure His anger?
His fury will be poured out like flames from heaven,
As He destroys the wicked and sinner.

Oh, I no longer wish to gratify
The sinful nature within me,
I only want to satisfy
My Lord God Almighty!

Whoever believes has life that will never cease
And will be with Him forever as He reigns.
Whoever doesn’t will find no peace
For on them, God’s wrath will remain.

The display of His wrath showcases
That His goodness is perfect and holy;
His wrath is aimed at sinfulness and wicked places –
I can’t begin to comprehend His holiness and glory!

The beautiful Tree of Life
Is the one I desire to crave;
Eating of it causes no strife
I’m satisfied forever and a day!


This spawned out of a Gospel study with Olivia at Refreshing Spirit. There are 34 parts to this study (this was inspired by part three), and there will be notes and more stories like this whenever we finish a part. The theme for this was The Fall – Sin and the Wrath of God. Scripture references and thoughts // study notes I had while writing this poem will come out in a separate post on Monday morning, for the sake of length. 🙂

Premonition

She loved God but she loved her sin more.
She could not have two masters, no.
She gave Him most of herself but kept in store
Parts of herself she couldn’t let go.

She was new to her faith
And went back to her addiction,
But one day she saw a wraith;
It was her death’s premonition…

She tried to get herself clean,
She tried not to fall again,
But her willpower wasn’t to be seen,
She was beaten up by sin.

Her heart was utterly destroyed,
All that was left was an empty hole;
But He was eager to fill the void,
And cleanse her darkened soul.

She fell to her knees before His presence,
And in final surrender she gave Him the rest of her life;
Continuing under her own strength made no sense,
She embraced the Ultimate Sacrifice!

Her garments were bleached white,
He forgave her for her wrongdoings,
For this girl was feeling genuinely contrite,
And ashamed over the sinful things.

But, knowing that they no longer existed,
She refused to let rule her emotion;
She no longer foolishly resisted,
And gave Him all of her devotion.

Now when she thought of the future,
It wasn’t so bleak anymore; Jesus, she praised!
She was filled with His joy, she was sure.
He was her Guide through the rest of her days.


In case anyone reading thought this was about drugs or alcohol – while writing this, I had the mindset that any sin can be an addiction, not just those two specifically.   I wanted it to be much broader than just that. 🙂 (Even Accomplishments and Achievements can be an addiction, for instance. 😉 )

Deliverance From Egypt

You brought me out of Egypt
And called me your daughter
Even when I strayed
And a calf of gold was made
You still loved me as my Father

I had taken off my prized jewels
And in doing so, lost all that was holy
And exchanged it for a calf
How I thought it could be even half
Of You my God, is beyond me.

This was another Eden.
I was bitten by snake of sin
In the garden,
And the poison
Ran through my veins

Like you wrote on the tablets
You wrote commandments on the stone
Which was my heart darkened with sin
And You brought it to life again
By the light that you shone

Hear my call, oh Holy One
I cleaned the outside of the chalice
But inside I am still filth
Lord, save me from myself
My heart is in Egypt’s palace!

Kill the deathly flesh in me
Before it sends me to the pit!
First born in flesh, second in the Spirit
As You killed the firstborn in Egypt
Let the Angel of Death take it!

You gave Your all for me
And protect me in your loving hands
How can One so set apart
Love a human whose heart
Still returns to Egypt’s lands?

When this Prodigal Daughter returned to You
You greeted me with a Holy Kiss
You took my inward filth and cleansed
Outwardly became punishment for sin
How could One so holy do this?

Holy are You, holy are you
You are the Spotless Lamb
You are Blameless
You are Shameless
My Sacrificial Ram


And the LORD said to Moses, “Go, get down! For your people whom you brought out of the land of Egypt have corrupted themselves. They have turned aside quickly out of the way which I commanded them. They have made themselves a molded calf, and worshiped it and sacrificed to it, and said, ‘This is your god, O Israel, that brought you out of the land of Egypt!’ ” (Exodus 32:7-8)

“Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you cleanse the outside of the cup and dish, but inside they are full of extortion and self-indulgence. Blind Pharisee, first cleanse the inside of the cup and dish, that the outside of them may be clean also.” Mat 23:25-26

“And he arose and came to his father. But when he was still a great way off, his father saw him and had compassion, and ran and fell on his neck and kissed him.” (Luke 15:20 – Parable of the Prodigal Son)

As obedient children, do not be conformed to the former lusts which were yours in your ignorance, but like the Holy One who called you, be holy yourselves also in all your behavior; because it is written, “YOU SHALL BE HOLY, FOR I AM HOLY.”
If you address as Father the One who impartially judges according to each one’s work, conduct yourselves in fear during the time of your stay on earth; knowing that you were not redeemed with perishable things like silver or gold from your futile way of life inherited from your forefathers, but with precious blood, as of a lamb unblemished and spotless, the blood of Christ. (1 Peter 1:14-19)

Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new. (Second Corinthians 5:17)

And that ye put on the new man, which after God is created in righteousness and true holiness. (Ephesians 4:24)

And have put on the new man, which is renewed in knowledge after the image of him that created him… (Colossians 3:10)


Note: When I speak of the angel of death, I am talking about the flesh man. Flesh has to die so that the spirit can live. The putting on of the new man. The new creature. 🙂

Hello and welcome to another episode of a Bible Study collaboration with Olivia from Refreshing Spirit! (<– Click the link to read her post!) This week, we studied on the topic of, “The Law of God, The Command To Holiness.” This time, my mind went to Egypt for some reason, especially after studying the Commandments a bit. 🙂

Under This Smile

Under This Smile

Under this smile
There is a side
You never get to see.

All the while,
Pain does reside
In the depths of me.

Depression is a thief,
Stealing happiness
And leaving despair,

And utter grief.
I must confess,
I wish wasn’t there.

I can try to cover it
Like putting makeup
On a painful scar,

And try to smother it,
But soon I give up,
And don’t get too far.

I can play pretend
Temporarily,
But it forthwith

Comes to an end.
There is a part of me
That wants to show this,

And yet, the other
Part wants to hide
It shamefully.

It is yet another
Thing I wish to confide
I’m desperate to be free.

It’s harder when
I’m asked why;
I have no answer,

And I’m dejected again.
To my Savior I cry,
For Him to cure.

Fearful being rejected again;
I don’t want to open
My heart and soul,

For fear of then
Inviting Sadness in
To eat me whole.

“But You already know
My heart; You, most Holy,
Won’t reject me.”

This begins a slow
Healing from melancholy,
Defeating the Enemy.

It is one more ploy
Of the pirate to plunder
My hopeless spirit,

But my Savoir restores joy
And I begin to wonder,
Can I beat it?

Jesus has the victory
Over the whole world.
Death and sin have lost

Because His mighty
Plan was unfurled
When His Son paid the cost!

This and more is going
On inside of my brain
All at the same time.

But none is showing,
No, none of the pain
That’s under this smile of mine.


They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. (Psalm 126:5 KJV)

The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. (Psalm 34:18)

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3 ESV)

My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. (Psalm 73:26 NKJV)

So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? (First Corinthians 15:54-55 KJV)

He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of His people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the LORD hath spoken it. (Isaiah 25:8 KJV)


This is one of my longer poems. I know, it doesn’t have the usual victory message at the very end, but… I was being real. I know there will be victory in the end, but sometimes in the moment, you just don’t feel it. That doesn’t mean that it isn’t true though. 😉 He will have the victory. 🙂

Compression

Image Credit: Me

Compression

Some gems lay on top of the ground
However, some are buried deep
Have to toil and sweat, just to be found

Beneath the layers melancholy.
Sometimes all that is found to keep
Is coal; as if we were naughty.

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But it is depression that expressed,
Such tales of sadness within me;
For the coal must be compressed

To become a sparkling stone.
As pressure changes unsightly
To the hardest substance known,

And into one of the most stunning
Jewels there are in life –
So why from this am I running?

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Through the toughest stress
And the enduring strife,
Help me bear the compress;

Though I don’t want this any longer,
If it is Your will, make me
Your gem; let this make me stronger!

And then, use Your blood and polish me
Turn me from dark and dirty
Into priceless clean crystal clarity!

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Let it all bring to You the glory!
No hiding under bushels of safety
Help me shine for the world to see!

I believe that out of the worst,
You work for my good
So even if it now hurts

I’ll trust You and make the best
Of this as I should –
This polishing process.

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As You whisk away the dirt
And all the grime
It will most definitely hurt

But it’s Your plan, I see.
So take Your time
Cleanse me, O Lord, cleanse me.


Remember my affliction and my wandering, the wormwood and bitterness.
Surely my soul remembers
And is bowed down within me.
This I recall to my mind,
Therefore I have hope.
The LORD’S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease,
For His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.
“The LORD is my portion,” says my soul,
“Therefore I have hope in Him.” (Lamentations 3:19-25 NASB)

For if He causes grief,
Then He will have compassion
According to His abundant lovingkindness.
For He does not afflict willingly
Or grieve the sons of men. (Lamentations 3:32-33 NASB)

“You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven.” (Matthew 5:14-16 NASB)

Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. (Psalm 51:7 KJV)

Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. (Psalm 51:10 KJV)


**Thanks to T. R. for helping me get the second stanza to work! 🙂

Take A Pencil To My Spirit

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I follow Your outline without worry
Chapter by chapter and verse by verse.
I trust the Author of my story,
For better or for worse

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Like an incomplete manuscript.
But I’m a rough draft of my soul –
Please take a pencil to my spirit,
Write and erase to make me whole!

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Life gives me character development,
Circumstances give me a plot;
Don’t want to be losing my tint,
Like disappearing ink, just to be a blot.

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Outline my novel, oh Lord,
Grab Your mighty pencil!
Glorify Yourself with each Word
And with Your Holy Spirit ink, fill…


I wrote this last February with NaNoWriMo in mind. And with that event just around the corner, I thought this might be a good time to post this poem. 😀

Special thanks to T. R. for helping me with the first stanza – the first draft just didn’t work and she figured out how to fix it! 🙂