Divine� Symbol

 

He is the hope of our future generations, our hope for humanity.  †Jesus is our divine symbol, our savior to † God, without the thorns He wore so gracefully upon His head; He is but just a man.            

 

There comes a time when we must see the truth.  Our Life is ‘what it is’ “but one Life”.  Be grateful; accept this for what it is.

 

When the family is lacking in money & material things… just remember, we more-than-make-up-for-it’ in love and unity.  No earthly fortunes can compare to what we have - love of Life, and our beautiful family ‘natural and extended’ on Earth and in † Heaven. 

 

Trials and tribulations ‘at times’ may seem to take you from this world as you know it.  Turn to Him who is all† holy, He will right your every wrong.  Your ‘one and only’ true refuge is with-in † Jesus' heart.

 

He grants us ‘No Warranty of Life’

 It is one, we cannot return.

 

We struggle, in our everyday Life, with temptations that cause us to lose our sight.  We all have our weaknesses ~ devour us unto Satan they can...  in this time of redemption -  it is imperative, muster the strength, pick up ‘our broken pieces of Life’, put our hands together, and look to the sky.  It does not take but a few moments at night, on your knees in prayer, asking for help and guidance in this gift we have been blessed with ‘called Life’.  It appears ‘seldom’ do we get what we ask for…  However, we always receive ‘exactly’ what we need.

 

Fear not... what Life has in store for you.

See through the eyes of the † Lord - through his ‘set-of-lenses’…

Know it to be true; with † God by your side, you will overcome all that confronts you…

 

Many people, foreign and domestic, hold us openly in contempt which we endure so painfully, each time offering it up to the † Father - He will pass judgment.

 

We lean on † Jesus for our healing

No matter the ‘severity' ∫ diminutive or vast.

 

Are not most of our Churches (known by name alone)…?  Missing out, on how † God intended, misplacing ‘living life between the lines of Scripture’.  Beyond this side of † Heaven, the dynamics are hard enough to comprehend, imagine our little ones, who will follow in our footsteps and let us not forget the new believers ‘who are all’ learning through us, ‘our Living† God’ - how He touches each of us. 

 

As you hold your newfound treasures - warmth of unity - joy for Life... you will feel ‘the faith of † Jesus’ spread throughout your entire body, only then - will you begin your walk with † God. 

 

Many pray for you ∫ ‘Ones’ we seldom know.

 

† God Bless

 

{Amen}

 

  

© 2007 Legacy

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[FJ Davis]

I only pray for the grace to well-live today. No matter how ominous the future we are entering may be, it still only arrives one day at a time.
Not sure what you mean by "divine symbol." Why just "symbol?"
With or without thorns, I believe Jesus is the Son of God and not "but just a man."
Many nice-sounding words and notions in your poem.

[Donald Meikle]

Take what is given thee and treat this gift with the respect it deserves.

[Lauren]

� true passion for the King! Love it! �

[Star West]

This is a blessing to know that someone can tell it like it is... The way God ment it for us and all who love and know him. This is the most wonderful insite for us all and even for those who forget who God is. We are all born into the world and we all love our worldly goods but to humble our selves before God like you say no earthly treasure can compare to him or his love. I love your poem. God bless you love **STAR

[Lisa J "The Rose&q..]

A breath of fresh air!! Thank you for making my day fill up quickly, with perspective!!

[Deborah Shepard]

prayers, beauty

[Ms. Belsito]

Genuine good spiritual values and principles are, without doubt in my mind, a difficult task to apply within a world so programmed and/or brainwashed within norms of status quos. Generationally, large societies especially have been formed, through religiosity and/or legalism, that traditionally, have been enabled to infiltrate public policies of various types and governances. That very much originates, in my choice and right of perspective, to part of the root problem which brings in the word "FAMILY".

Terroristic type treatment has often been experienced and learned by CHOICE within that structure.

I realize you may not agree with my opinions.

There is no doubt in me, that my motive, for my submissions, are not for any improper purpose.

[Ryan Gilroy]

The ability to pursue Christ's love and the emotional backing that Christ can possess it's truly unique and reminds me of something i had written when I had been soul searching. I do like your piece seeing you mix the message of the soapbox and the platform and yet rally people for a simpler messages seeing how to approach Christ. With all things truly noted Christ was a simple run of the mill dissident who spoke to crowds, a teacher an activist, a person who lived his life off of what he could make of it while he went around spreading his good works and his words to make people feel that their time on this planet wasn't wasted. He did die a martyr's death which provides us with a great hero image laced in. I do like your piece because your diction has something more towards it. It doesn't hope to go on a preachy nature, it doesn't condemning run it provides a context of someone who has the ability to love everybody and take each person with a grain of salt and make them feel as if they were a unique and loved person by their infinite, omnipresent god that Samuel Beckett attempts to show two vagabonds to find when they wait for him but truly name him "Godot" Nicely placed and I hope to read more of this style of work seeing I am a lost and confused person who beckons to find all of life's answers.

[penloverfool]

This is a very soul-enriching article. I salute you for writing it despite the impending collision with persecution and antagonism. Nowadays, majority of the people do not want to entertain religious article because of their ambiguous personal reasons. However, the power is not ours to judge; instead we should pray for them and for ourselves. We are all sinners and we should help each other for spiritual enlightenment. A religious piece of writing like this is really significant to intensify the luster of our dimming souls.

Please contemplate on my writing entitled �The Psalm of the Miserable�:

In the middle of the darkness, I am despondently sobbing,
Begging, vociferating because of enormous suffering.
Nobody accompanies me except my own shadow,
Not even one to share my yokes that constantly grow and grow.
My current situation is certainly miserable,
Betrayed by the world, like withering tree in fall,
I am only a poor slave before the eyes of the earth,
I do not have imposing value and what you call intrinsic worth.
Now, my eyes are swelling from incessant crying,
My heart is constricting and it is somewhat thinning.
To the outer space, my soul wants to fly freely,
I cannot bear the load anymore, which is truly heavy.
Why is it that there is torment in our society?
Can�t it be possible to be always happy?
Why is it that there are tears because of infernal bitterness?
Can�t it be possible to have perpetual smile of sweetness?
Why is it that in our life, surprisingly there are more thorns,
Than the leaps of delight and cheer of blowing horns?
Why is it that there are more decrepit and winding terrains,
Than harmless and tranquil roads, free from vacillations and pain?
My mind is now exhausted from profound contemplation
Of this gamut of vicissitudes, peeping without caution,
Why things are like this? Why things are like that?
Can�t they be just like this? Can�t they be just like that?
From the ultimate depth of my firm observance,
Rain pours, kisses me, and flings on me perfidious glance.
It yanks me ruthlessly to the lake of my sorrow,
But I struggle hard since I yearn to witness tomorrow.
The coldness permeates the deepest part of my bone,
I dream of someone to embrace me, however, I am alone.
Earnestly, I strive to fight in order to survive from drowning,
Yet, nobody�s here to reach his hand for me to cling.

I am adjacent to the jaws of misfortune;
Death is waiting to engulf me, inducing down emotion.
But, I recall of someone else whom I can surely depend on,
�Jesus Christ the Son of God�, celestial gift of true salvation.
The world becomes effulgent as I see him approaching down,
Then He takes my weary hand and casts away its frown.
He carries me so tenderly and tightly wraps me with his arms,
Wipes out my tears, touches my face, and brings out again its previous charms.
He gently smiles, kisses my forehead, and leaves there a mark of care,
Then He declares that in my heart, forevermore He will be there.
He guarantees devotedly to protect me from day to day,
To extend His palm in every time I need Him to clear my way.
He will not change until the end because His love is pure,
Just open the door of your cold heart, and He will come for sure.
That�s why He willingly accepted to die on the cross with agony,
Because, all He fervently wanted was to redeem us from misery.
His �sacred heart� eternally burns genuine flame of compassion,
Its luster indefatigably enlivens every generation.
His words confer enlightenment season after season,
That all consequences we meet have a divine reason.
The carrying of our own cross is just a humble manner,
To reinforce our fading faith, and to revive its radiance brighter,
This will mend all forms of wound that always bring grueling pain,
And this will direct to acme of felicity�s grandiose gain.

[Ryan Jaimz Knight]

All I have to say is - good work.
BJH

[James K. Blaylock]

Wow, this is a very powerful write. I very much enjoyed reading it. Congrats on making it onto Today's Popular Poetry!