08 Saturday Mar 2025
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God is setting up
the nations for the
next grand event!
Rejoice for our redemption
draweth nigh! Rejoice!
08 Saturday Mar 2025
Each dawn, by Christ, awakes a hopeful glow,
His grace shines forth where endless blessings flow.
08 Saturday Mar 2025
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The sonnet reflects God’s immense mercy, as He refrains from punishing us according to our sins and instead offers boundless grace to those who revere Him. His love towers like the heavens above the earth, and He removes our transgressions infinitely far—east to west—cleansing humanity’s guilt and granting redemption, a divine bridge from earthly flaws to heavenly glory.
The Lord withholds the wrath our sins might claim,
His judgment soft, not matched to what we owe,
For mercy flows where guilt would carve its name,
A boundless grace on those who fear bestow.
As heavens stretch above the earthen floor,
So vast His love ascends beyond our sight,
To hearts that tremble at His holy door,
He grants reprieve from darkness into light.
From east to west, a span no map can trace,
He casts our trespasses to endless flight,
Removes the stain that once marred Adam’s race,
And clothes us new in robes of purest white.
Thus, infinite His pardon, freely given,
A bridge from dust to glory’s gate in heaven.
07 Friday Mar 2025
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The sonnet portrays a person who conceals their sins with pride and rejects pleas to admit their faults. Defiant and unrepentant, they turn away from mercy, sealing their doom of their own choosing. Unwilling to confess, they find no salvation, and hell’s fiery depths claim them. The poem ends by asserting that those who deny their sins face eternal torment, a consequence chosen by their
The one who cloaks their sin in prideful guise,
Rejects the call to name a darkened deed,
A hardened heart defies the weeping skies,
And sows the flame where mercy cannot plead.
No whispered truth escapes a tightened jaw,
No mirror dares reflect the soul’s decay,
They scorn the grace that humbles every flaw,
And stride alone where shadows hold their sway.
The gates of hell unbar for such as they,
Its sulfur jaws consume their boasted might,
No light shall pierce the pit their will obey,
Eternal night rewards a stubborn fight.
For those who shun the sinner’s honest claim,
Shall bear the weight of self-inflicted flame.
07 Friday Mar 2025
The sonnet, titled “Every Knee Will Bow and Every Tongue Confess That Jesus Is Lord,” explores Christianity’s conquering promise—universal submission to Jesus Christ. It draws directly from Philippians 2:10-11: “that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” The poem paints a vivid picture of this inevitability: a name that shatters earthly power, a cross that rewrites existence, and a King whose reign pulses through all creation. Pride crumbles, fortresses fall, and no soul escapes the divine tide. The climax echoes the verse explicitly—”So every knee will bow, as scriptures swear, / And every tongue confess that Jesus reigns”—culminating in a vision of Christ’s eternal sovereignty, hailed as Lord from dust to stars.
A name cuts sharp where earthly thrones erode,
Each rebel soul meets judgment’s steady gaze,
Through time’s expanse, His writ in blood bestowed,
Ignites the dark with unrelenting rays.
No fortress stands against the tide’s advance,
The cross alone rewrites the world’s design,
All pride dissolves in that eternal glance,
Where grace and power fatally entwine.
So every knee will bow, as scriptures swear,
And every tongue confess that Jesus reigns,
A truth no mortal will can disrepair,
The King whose pulse through all creation strains.
From dust to stars, His sovereignty is scored,
The Christ, forever hailed as Lord.
07 Friday Mar 2025
Once lost, we wandered far from heaven’s light,
No part in Israel’s hope, no promise near,
Estranged from God, engulfed by endless night,
Our souls adrift, consumed by doubt and fear.
The covenants of grace we could not share,
Exiled from mercy, aliens to peace,
With hollow hearts, we languished in despair,
Our chains of sin denied us sweet release.
Yet Christ, with love divine, our fate reversed,
His blood outpoured, a ransom pure and free,
The far-off soul in Him is now immersed,
A bridge to God through crimson victory.
By sacrifice, the distant find their place,
In Him, we’re near, redeemed by boundless grace.
07 Friday Mar 2025
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The sonnet, titled A Sonnet on Modern Christians as Tableaux Vivants Crafting Living Masterpieces for the Glory and Honor of the Divine Artist, portrays modern Christians as living artworks akin to “tableaux vivants”—a term meaning “living pictures,” where performers pose to recreate scenes. Here, it’s a metaphor: their lives are dynamic canvases, not static poses, painted with faith through every breath. They bloom through trials like roses, embedding God’s grace in their hearts. Their days form a gallery of vibrant devotion, each action a hymn to eternity. With humility, they offer joys and sorrows, their worship unbound, testifying to God’s glory. Ultimately, they proclaim the Divine Artist’s honor, their every moment a masterpiece reflecting His glory!
In every breath, a canvas they compose,
These saints of now, with lives as vivid art,
Through trials bloom like petals of the rose,
To paint God’s grace within each beating heart.
Their days, a gallery of faith unfurled,
No static pose, but motion bold and free,
A masterpiece to shine upon the world,
Each stroke a hymn to His eternity.
With humble hands, they lift their joys on high,
And sorrows too, as offerings sincere,
No frame confines their worship’s boundless cry,
Their lives, a testament to glory’s claim.
So modern souls, in living scenes, proclaim,
The Artist’s honor through their every frame.
07 Friday Mar 2025
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Based on 2 Timothy 3:5 (KJV)
We toil with hands of clay to mend the earth,
Yet some wear godliness as hollow guise,
Their form denies the power of true worth—
From such, we turn to seek the Savior’s eyes.
Through us, as royal heirs, His will is wrought,
Our feet may tread where mercy’s call is heard,
But pride we shun, for strength is humbly sought,
His love, the word that echoes undeterred.
The good we do, a mirror of His light,
Reflects not ours, but Heaven’s boundless flame,
For in denying self, we see aright—
The Savior’s grace deserves the endless claim.
So let us labor, bold yet meekly still,
And serve as hands through which His grace may spill.
06 Thursday Mar 2025
The sonnet begins by affirming that all people—kings, beggars, and regular folk—have sinned and fallen short of God’s glory, united in their imperfection regardless of status. It then shifts to the cross, where Christ’s mercy reigns, offering salvation to all who stand equal before it. Redemption, however, comes only to those who repent and believe, their sins broken by Christ’s power, granting them new life through grace.
Beneath the heavens’ vast and boundless gaze,
All souls have strayed from glory’s perfect light,
Each heart, though bold, in sin’s dark tangle sways,
And none can claim a pure and spotless right.
The king, the beggar, regular folk, all fall,
No crown nor want nor common trade can save,
For guilt unites them under mercy’s call,
Where shadows cloak the path from womb to grave.
Yet at the cross, where Christ in mercy reigns,
All stand as one, salvation’s arms embrace,
Repentance flows, belief in Him sustains,
A flood of grace redeems through boundless faith.
There sin’s grim hold by Christ’s own hand is torn,
And souls are saved where boundless life is born.
06 Thursday Mar 2025
The world, a mirror cracked by prideful hands,
Reflects a shadowed Sodom’s brazen glow,
Where virtue bends to vice in shifting sands,
And hearts forget the streams from which they flow.
Once walked a Man with words of piercing light,
His voice a balm, His steps a holy guide,
He called the lost from darkness into sight,
And bore the cross where sin and mercy vied.
Yet now we dance to tunes of hollow cheer,
Our altars cold, our lamps but faintly burn,
A Gomorrah blooms where grace once drew near,
And still His whisper bids us to return.
Oh, Christ, restore what folly has undone,
Thy Word, our dawn, Thy ways, our endless sun.
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