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Maranatha Echo: The Faithful Await His Glorious Return by Debbie Harris

19 Monday Jan 2026

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In hush before the dawn’s first gleam,
Souls turn from earth’s deceitful throne,
Where shadows lengthen in cold dream,
And hearts grow chill in sins unknown.

Yet in the chamber of the mind,
The faithful choose the nobler part:
To fix their gaze on Him divine,
Fairest of ten thousand, pure in heart.

Behold the splendor yet to come—
When trumpet sounds with sudden might,
Not worldly crowns, but His alone,
Descending in eternal light!

The graves shall open, treasures yield;
The living rise on wings of grace;
Each knee shall bow, in field or field,
Before the Savior’s wounded face.

Maranatha! The cry ascends—
Come, Lord Jesus, come in power!
This hope becomes their daily bread,
A shield through every darkened hour.

Upon those shoulders, scarred for sin,
The government shall ever rest:
Justice and mercy intertwined,
In everlasting reign so blest.

Till that bright Day, their eyes stay fixed,
Their hearts aflame with holy fire—
Jesus Christ, the All in all,
Forever worthy, ever higher.

From Celestial Heights: The Sorrow of Esther and Mordecai Beholding the Depravity of Persia’s Modern Throne by Debbie Harris

19 Monday Jan 2026

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In Susa’s ancient halls, where once she rose,
A queen of hidden courage, brave, composed,
To shatter chains that Haman forged in hate,
And save her kin from Persia’s cruel fate—
Now Hamadan’s old stone, in silence weeps,
Where Esther’s tomb its quiet vigil keeps.
From heaven’s height, the righteous pair looks down,
On darkened rule that wears a thorny crown.
Mordecai sees the land he once redeemed,
Now bound again by tyranny’s cold scheme.
How deep the sorrow in celestial sight,
To witness light eclipsed by endless night—
Yet Purim’s joy, through ages, still proclaims:
From deepest gloom, deliverance often came.
Hope lingers yet beneath the tyrant’s rod;
The God of Esther works through humble blood.

Christ, the Archetype of Beauty: Fairest of Ten Thousand by Debbie Harris

19 Monday Jan 2026

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O Thou who first didst speak the light to flame,
And from Thy boundless heart the heavens came,
The rose’s blush, the star’s unyielding gleam,
The ocean’s song, the mountain’s silent dream—
All beauty flows from Thee, the Fountain pure,
And Thou art Beauty Itself, forever sure.

In Eden’s dawn, when earth was yet untrod,
Thy finger traced the lily and the sod;
Each dewdrop held Thy splendor, each bird’s wing
A hymn to glory that the angels sing.
Yet not in creatures doth Thy essence dwell—
They mirror but the light in which we fell.

Behold the Son, the Word made flesh divine,
In whom the Father’s glory fully shine!
The fairest of ten thousand, robed in grace,
Whose countenance outshines the noonday blaze.
He is the Archetype, the perfect Form,
The living Beauty that no storm can harm.

When thorns did crown His brow, and nails did pierce,
True Beauty suffered—yet grew never less;
For love’s deep wound revealed the hidden fire,
The splendor veiled in blood and dark desire.
Transfigured now in resurrection’s morn,
He reigns as Light where endless day is born.

O Christ, Thou Beauty self and Beauty’s Giver,
Draw us to Thee, our soul’s eternal River.
Let every eye that seeks the good and true
Find in Thy face the vision ever new.
For he who wrought all beauty for our sight
Is Beauty Infinite—eternal Light, O Christ our delight.

Under the Shadow of His Wings They Rise: The Heart’s Exquisite, Fragrant Response to Everlasting Love Of Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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When boundless love descends like morning dew
Upon the parched and thirsty soul below,
The wanderer lifts his eyes, his spirit new,
And bids the ancient gates of praise to glow.

As rivers clap their hands and mountains sing,
So hearts in wonder rise to bless His name;
They enter courts with thanksgiving’s offering,
And fill His house with songs of righteousness.

No cold command compels, but grace ignites—
They love because He first loved them in might;
With all the heart, the soul, the mind’s pure lights,
They walk in paths of sweet obedience’s delight.

In shadow of His wings they refuge find,
And pour out fragrance like the rose entwined.

From Throne to Cross: The Unmerited, Unfailing Love That Conquers All by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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No mortal work ascends the holy height,
Nor gilded deed draws near the throne of flame;
All human righteousness, in God’s pure sight,
Is but as filthy rags, unworthy, lame.

None bring their coin, their claim, their pleading art,
No merit forged by will or sweat avails;
The law condemns the proud, the contrite heart—
Yet grace descends where every effort fails.

Behold the Lamb! His blood, His life, His pain—
The sole oblation Heaven will receive.
In Christ alone the sinner’s righteousness is gained;
His spotless robe the naked soul reprieves.

O Savior, sole defense of every soul,
In Thee true merit lives—complete, eternal, whole.

Almost Thou Persuadest To Be A Christian: A Tragic Place To Be For Any Soul by Debbie Harris

11 Sunday Jan 2026

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Acts 26:27-29 (King James Version)

27 King Agrippa, believest thou the prophets? I know that thou believest.
28 Then Agrippa said unto Paul, Almost thou persuadest me to be a Christian.
29 And Paul said, I would to God, that not only thou, but also all that hear me this day, were both almost, and altogether such as I am, except these bonds.

King Agrippa heard the tale unfold,
Of light that struck upon the Damascus road,
How chains of sin were broken, blind made bold,
And Christ the risen Lord was Paul’s abode.

The Scriptures spoke, the prophets’ words aligned,
The gospel pierced the heart with holy fire;
Yet pride and ease within the soul entwined,
Held back the final step of true desire.

“Almost thou persuadest me,” he cried,
So near the gate where mercy’s waters flow;
One whispered “yes” would open Heaven wide,
But silence answered, and the moment go.

The apostle’s voice grew tender, full of grace,
“I would to God that thou, and all who hear,
Were not almost, but wholly in this place,
Save these my bonds, redeemed and without fear.”

Yet Agrippa turned, the door remained ajar,
A hairline gleam of glory fading fast;
He chose the throne, the crown, the world’s bright star,
And let eternal life slip through the past.

O hear the warning in that single breath—
“Almost” is not the saving of the soul;
It is the widest gap twixt life and death,
The cruelest distance where the lost still roll.

Today the Savior stands with wounded hands,
The door still open, calling soft and true;
Let not tomorrow’s promise bind your plans—
Come now, come fully, lest “almost” claim you too.

Vow of the Blood-Bought Soul: May Our Redeemed Existence, Freed from Bondage, Stand as a Perpetual, Joyful, and Wholehearted Gift unto Our Most High and Precious Creator by Debbie Harri

10 Saturday Jan 2026

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This is a communal hymn of gratitude and consecration, spoken in the shared voice of “we” — all who have been redeemed by God’s grace.

It calls believers to rise together and offer their entire lives as a willing, joyful gift to their Savior, not because of personal merit or obligation, but purely in response to the boundless mercy that has freed them from sin’s bondage and called them by name.

Every moment of life — each new dawn, every breath, every heartbeat — is presented as an act of worship: a living sacrifice of praise that flows from love rather than duty. The redeemed walk as vessels of God’s light through all seasons of life, until the final breaking of heaven’s eternal day.

In the end, the poem declares the ultimate purpose of this surrendered existence:
to give God all glory, forever, in worship, love, and undying flame.

O let us rise, redeemed by grace divine,
And offer up these lives no longer thine;
Not by our striving, nor by works we claim,
But by the mercy that has called our name.

Freed from the chains that once our spirits bound,
We stand before Thee, pardoned and uncrowned;
Each breath a chorus, every pulse a song,
To Thee, our Savior, to whom we belong.

May every dawn we greet become a vow,
Each fleeting hour a living offering now;
Not duty’s burden, heavy on the soul,
But love’s glad answer, making broken whole.

So let us walk as vessels of Thy light,
Through shadowed valleys and through noonday bright,
Till heaven’s morning breaks in endless day,
And all our redeemed lives forever say:

“Thou art our glory, Thou our endless aim—
We give Thee all, in worship, love, and flame.”

For Me To Live Is Christ by Debbie Harris

07 Wednesday Jan 2026

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Summary of the Poem “To Live Is Christ”

The poem is a meditative expansion of Philippians 1:21, with strong emphasis on the first half: “For to me to live is Christ.”

Core Message:
True life is not mere survival or personal ambition, but making Christ the very center, purpose, and joy of existence. Every breath, thought, action, and affection finds its meaning in Him.

Key Themes Developed:

  1. Christ as the Essence of Life
    Living is transformed when Christ becomes the reason for waking, walking, and enduring—He is the “soul’s true light,” strength, and treasure.
  2. Daily Surrender and Alignment
    Each day is marked by His mercy, guidance, grace, and call. The believer’s heart, mind, and will are aligned with Christ’s.
  3. Christ-Shaped Living
    To live as Christ means to love, serve, forgive, and carry the cross, finding complete joy in Him while counting worldly gains as loss.
  4. Exclusive Devotion
    No rival—fame, fortune, fear, or trial—can displace Him. He is “all in all.”
  5. Contrast with Death
    The poem briefly acknowledges that death is gain, but the primary focus remains on the present privilege: while we live, we live fully in and for Christ, praising His name.

In essence, the poem celebrates the profound privilege and beauty of a life where Christ is not just a part of it, but the whole of it—”For me to live is Christ.”

For me to live is Christ—
Not mere existence, breath by breath,
But Him alone, my soul’s true light,
My reason, strength, and deepest wealth.

In every dawn, His mercy wakes,
In every step, His guidance leads;
My heart beats with His boundless grace,
My thoughts aligned to all He pleads.

To live is Christ: to love as He,
To serve, forgive, and bear the cross;
To find in Him my joy complete,
Counting all else as fleeting loss.

No fame or fortune holds my gaze,
No fear or trial dims His call;
For me to live is Christ alone—
My all in all, my Lord, my all.

And should death come, ’tis gain indeed,
Yet while I breathe, this truth I claim:
To live is Christ, and in Him live,
Forever praising His great name.

If the Foundations Be Destroyed, What Can the Righteous Do? – A Lament for Our Age by Debbie Harris

02 Friday Jan 2026

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(Thank goodness for President Trump and his team!

In halls of power, the scales are tipped with gold,
Promises rot like fruit left on the vine.
The watchmen sleep, the shepherds sell the fold,
And justice bends beneath the weight of lies.

The pillars crack—once hewn from honest stone—
Now honeycombed by termites wearing crowns.
The innocent are crushed beneath the throne,
While thieves in silk parade through marble towns.

What shall the righteous do when all caves in?
When truth is branded treason, light called shade?
Shall we rage blindly at the gathering sin,
Or swing the hammer till the liars fade?

No. Fury feeds the fire that burns the just.
The righteous stand, though every beam gives way.
They speak the word no bribe can turn to dust,
And build with quiet hands what will not sway.

They plant small seeds in soil the flood has scarred,
They bind the broken, guard the flickering flame.
Their strength is not the sword, but patience hard—
To live the truth when truth itself is maimed.

For empires fall when foundations decay,
Yet something rises from the honest ruin:
A narrower path, a dawn delayed, but day—
The remnant walks it, and the world begins anew.

O Lord of justice, hear the righteous cry:
Not for revenge, but for the day restored
When fraud lies exposed, and no lie can buy
The mercy of the everlasting Lord.

Glory to the Lamb: The Eternal Wonder of Born-Again Souls Made New by Debbie Harris

21 Sunday Dec 2025

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Glory to the Lamb: The Eternal Wonder of Born-Again Souls Made New

The poem celebrates the profound miracle of salvation through repentance and faith in Jesus Christ.

It begins with a repentant soul turning from darkness, confessing Jesus as Lord and King, and receiving the life-giving breath of the Holy Spirit.

Whoever comes to Him—regardless of past or status—is buried with Christ in baptism, the old self crucified, and raised as a brand-new creation, awakened from spiritual death.

In awe, the poem marvels at God’s grace: bending low to redeem the lost, heal the broken, and fashion children from ashes and dust—now eternally secure in His love.

The closing stanza erupts in worship to the Lamb who bore our sin, transforming mourning into unending praise. A new heart now beats for Him, and the triumphant declaration rings out:

Hallelujah! Born-again souls, new creatures forever!

Ultimately, the poem is a joyful hymn of praise for the eternal wonder of regeneration—the glorious truth that anyone who receives Christ becomes a completely new creation, alive forever in Him.

In the shadowed heart, a weary soul bends low,
Repentance breaks the chains of night’s long reign;
Tears fall like rain on soil prepared to grow,
And mercy’s voice dissolves the ancient stain.

Then comes the whisper—“Jesus, Lord and King”—
A cry of faith that pierces heaven’s door;
The Spirit rushes in on dove-soft wing,
And what was dead now breathes forevermore.

Whoever comes—lost sinner, great or small—
Is buried with Him in the waters deep;
The old is gone, behold, He makes all
Things new, a child awakened from death’s sleep.

What miracle is this! That God would bend
To make a child from ashes and from dust—
The lost now found, the broken whole again,
Forever His, forever held in trust.

Glory to the Lamb who bore our shame,
Who turns our mourning into endless praise;
A new heart beats, and bears His holy name—
Hallelujah! Born-again souls, new creatures forever!