This Is LiteratureA Poem by Himaya KaNo expectations of results, just a legacy of life’s journey to leave.THIS IS
LITERATURE A record of
life sharing one’s
culture, tradition,
belief, and principle The freedom
to express no need of arguments
and debates only telling your
own experiences Truth to
ponder and to consider persuasion is
not the intention yet conviction
truly matters Stories to read if it’s
believed, then good but if not, well
that’s your choice A personal
encounter there’s no
need to prove only memories
to behold This is
literature no
expectations of results just a legacy
of life’s journey to leave It’s about
the author not the
opinion of the reader you may take
it or leave it The power of truth it speaks to
your heart it penetrates
to your soul The spirit of the word If it’s right
then peace If it’s wrong
you can’t sleep The transformation
that follows visible in actions
not in words this is what
faith really is DAILY
IN THE WORD July
9, 2021 Acts
9:15-21 15 But the
Lord said unto him, Go thy way: for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my
name before the Gentiles, and kings, and the children of Israel: 16 For I
will shew him how great things he must suffer for my name's sake. 17 And
Ananias went his way, and entered into the house; and putting his hands on him
said, Brother Saul, the Lord, even Jesus, that appeared unto thee in the way as
thou camest, hath sent me, that thou mightest receive thy sight, and be filled
with the Holy Ghost. 18 And immediately there fell from his eyes as it had
been scales: and he received sight forthwith, and arose, and was baptized. 19 And
when he had received meat, he was strengthened. Then was Saul certain days with
the disciples which were at Damascus. 20 And straightway he preached
Christ in the synagogues, that he is the Son of God. © 2021 Himaya Ka |
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Added on July 9, 2021 Last Updated on July 9, 2021 AuthorHimaya KaCebu City, Visayas, PhilippinesAbout...WRITING TO EXPRESS NOT TO IMPRESS I am God's creation. I am a child of God. I am redeemed. I am loved. I am secured. I am saved. POETRY IS LIKE A CUP OF COFFEE THAT I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT .. more..Writing
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