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For Such a Time as This: Christ’s Mighty Hand Delivers Iran Through Israel and the United States by Debbie Harris

01 Sunday Mar 2026

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In the ancient lands where prophets once spoke God’s word,
Persia—now Iran—groaned under demonic chains,
A regime of darkness, veiling truth, oppressing souls,
Mocking the Creator with its iron-fisted reign.
Yet the Lord who parted seas and toppled walls of old
Has not forgotten His covenant, nor His chosen kin.
He raises up nations under God, instruments of His will,
To shatter the yoke and let the captives begin again.

Behold Israel, the apple of His eye, steadfast and true,
Guarded by the Almighty through fire and through sword.
And the United States, a beacon once lit by faith’s pure flame—
One nation under God, indivisible, trusting in the Lord.
Through His mighty power these allies have struck as one,
In righteous fury against the tyrants who defied His name.
The supreme leader falls, the clerical fortress crumbles low,
As missiles of justice rain from skies ordained by Heaven’s claim.

No mere mortal scheme, but divine orchestration clear:
The Lion of Judah roars through Israel’s valiant stand,
While America’s eagles soar on wings of providential might,
Delivering blows that echo the Lord’s redeeming hand.
The devils flee in terror, their thrones cast to the dust,
Their false paradise exposed as a pit of endless night.
For where the Spirit of Christ moves, strongholds must yield—
Liberty bursts forth in the blaze of eternal light.

O Iran, ancient cradle of the Magi who sought the King,
Your people rise now, called by the Savior’s voice so near.
The house churches multiply, prayers ascend like incense pure,
As millions turn to Jesus, casting off every fear.
The women unveil in freedom, the youth proclaim His name,
The oppressed find refuge in the arms of the Lamb who was slain.
Through Israel’s courage and America’s faithful resolve,
God has wrought deliverance—His power alone sustains.

Praise the Lord of Hosts, who humbles the proud and lifts the meek!
He uses nations under God to fulfill His holy decree.
The regime of terror lies broken, its demonic grip undone,
For Christ reigns supreme—victory belongs to Thee.
From Tehran to the mountains, let every tongue confess:
Jesus is Lord, the true Liberator, forever blessed.
Israel and America, blessed instruments in His plan,
Have seen His mighty power deliver a captive land.

Hallelujah! The dawn has broken, the chains are no more.
In Christ’s name alone, true freedom forevermore.

In Nomine Diaboli (In the Name of the Devil): The Hellish Satanic Horror and Blasphemy of Woke Ideology – A Litany of Demonic Inversion by Debbie Harris

19 Thursday Feb 2026

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Title: In Nomine Diaboli (In the Name of the Devil): The Hellish Satanic Horror and Blasphemy of Woke Ideology – A Litany of Demonic Inversion

Form & Tone: A classical-style rhymed poem (mostly iambic tetrameter/pentameter couplets/quatrains) written as a condemnatory “litany” or prophetic dirge. It uses biblical imagery, apocalyptic language, and sharp satire to portray modern “woke” ideology as a profound spiritual inversion—an ancient evil (Satanic/demonic) masquerading as compassion, justice, and love.

Core Thesis: Woke ideology represents the “Great Inversion”—where good is called evil, truth is punished, natural order is deemed oppressive, and mercy is twisted into cruelty. Its adherents unwittingly (or deliberately) reject Christ’s grace, recite a creed “in the name of the devil,” and embrace self-damnation, making their fate a tragic, freely chosen horror.

Key Themes & Imagery:

  • False gods & resentment: Worship of victimhood wounds over mercy.
  • Linguistic & reality assault: Outlawing simple truths like “he is he” or “she is she”; punishing declarative “is” statements as hate.
  • Medical & moral horror: Blessing surgical mutilation of youth as “care”; gaslighting children to suppress doubt.
  • Public spectacle: Marches demanding total submission; washing hands of consequences like Pilate.
  • Blasphemous parody: Inverting the Cross, tearing temple veils, crowning a pastel golden calf; toasting with a poisoned cup of gall and vinegar (echoing Christ’s crucifixion mockery).
  • Demonic undertone: The ancient Serpent smiles at humanity’s swift re-learning of calling darkness light; pity disguises oldest Evil.
  • Tragic climax: Their souls are so base even Hell recoils; ultimate damnation stems from spurning the loving Holy Savior.

Structure:

  • Builds through vivid stanzas depicting cultural/ideological practices.
  • Peaks in ritual mockery (raising the poisoned cup, saying creed in nomine Diaboli).
  • Ends with a mournful, judgmental close: a “psalm” of wrath disguised as love whose final verse reveals Hell’s reluctant welcome and the tragedy of rejected grace.

Overall Effect: A fierce, sorrowful warning—half lament, half indictment—that woke ideology is not mere politics or error, but a hellish, Satanic blasphemy with eternal stakes: a demonic inversion that leads souls to base damnation through deliberate rejection of divine love.

Beneath the moon of fractured glass they kneel,
Where once was mercy now resentment reigns;
They carve new gods from every wound they feel
And offer up the innocent to chains.

The rainbow banner, rent with prideful tears,
Becomes a noose for those who will not bow;
They shriek of justice while they feed on fears
And outlaw “he is he” or “she is she” somehow.

In lecture halls the air grows thick with hex,
Pronouns sharper than the guillotine’s blade;
The heretic who dares to answer “next?”
Is cancelled, shamed, and digitally flayed.

They bless the surgeon’s knife on tender youth,
Call mutilation “care” with solemn face;
The child who weeps is told to hide the truth—
Doubt is the only unforgiven grace.

O ancient Serpent, thou must smile to see
How swiftly man re-learns the oldest art:
To call the darkness light, the foul decree
Of nature’s order “bigotry of heart”.

They march through streets with icons of the maimed,
Demanding every knee and conscience bend;
Yet when the tide of blood is finally named
They wash their hands and cry “we did defend!”

The temple curtains tear, the altar cracks,
The golden calf now wears a pastel crown;
What once was sin is virtue, virtue lacks—
And upside-down the Cross is handed down.

So they raise the poisoned cup of gall and vinegar,
Toast to the Great Inversion come at last:
Where every boundary, every natural wall
Is deemed oppression—and therefore must be smashed.

In nomine Diaboli, they say their creed,
Believing still they walk in heaven’s gleam;
While we who watch discern with growing dread
The oldest Evil wearing pity’s dream.

Thus ends the psalm of ever-bleeding woke—
A liturgy of wrath disguised as love,
Whose final verse, when all the incense smoke
Has cleared, reads:

Hell gapes wide, yet finds their souls too base—
A tragic choice: they spurned the Savior’s grace.

For Such a Time as This(A Prophetic Proclamation) by Debbie Harris

16 Monday Feb 2026

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Summary of the Poem: “For Such a Time as This”

This is a bold, prophetic proclamation poem written in a repetitive, declarative style inspired by Esther 4:14 (“for such a time as this”). It serves as a rallying cry for conservative evangelical Christians, calling believers to stand firm in faith amid perceived cultural, spiritual, and moral crises in the modern world (framed as “such a time” of urgency before Christ’s return).

Core Themes and Structure

  1. Unashamed Gospel Proclamation & Rejection of Compromise
    The poem opens with a commitment to boldly proclaim the gospel of Jesus Christ without shame, while refusing to love the world, compromise truth for unity, or embrace false doctrine.
  2. Cultural & Ideological Resistance
    It strongly opposes:
  • Progressive “woke” ideologies, blasphemous teachings, and moral relativism.
  • Specific philosophies seen as anti-God: communism, Marxism, radical feminism, secular humanism, progressivism, atheism, postmodernism, evolutionism, and others.
  • Institutions and influences: universities that indoctrinate youth, media propaganda, godless entertainment.
  1. Positive Biblical Stands
  • Unwavering support for Israel as God’s chosen people.
  • Defense of traditional marriage (one man + one woman as God’s design from creation).
  • Sanctity of human life from conception (opposing abortion).
  • Authority and inerrancy of Scripture as the final rule for faith and life.
  1. Moral Purity & Personal Holiness
    Calls for fleeing all sexual immorality (fornication, adultery, lust, impurity), pursuing holiness, self-control, and examining one’s own heart to avoid hypocrisy within the church.
  2. End-Times Readiness & Vigilance
    Emphasizes living alert and sober, keeping spiritual lamps burning, purifying oneself, enduring faithfully, and eagerly awaiting Christ’s return (with references to the trumpet call, Bridegroom at midnight, and not delaying).
  3. Mission, Revival & Triumphant Hope
    Urges active evangelism (Great Commission), prayer for national repentance and revival (2 Chronicles 7:14 style), pursuit of true biblical unity (without doctrinal compromise), and making disciples despite opposition.
    It closes with a doxology exalting Jesus as King of kings and Lord of lords, ending in expectant prayer: “Amen—come, Lord Jesus!”

Overall Tone & Purpose
The poem is urgent, confrontational, and hopeful—positioning the current cultural moment as a decisive time for believers to resist darkness, uphold biblical truth uncompromisingly, prepare for Christ’s soon return, and shine as lights while calling others to repentance and faith. It functions as both personal devotion and a public manifesto/call to action for like-minded Christians.

In essence: Stand unashamed, resist compromise, defend biblical truth and morality, prepare for the end, pray for revival, proclaim Christ, and await His victorious return—for such a time as this.

For such a time as this
we stand unashamed for the gospel of Jesus Christ!

For such a time as this
we stand against false doctrine.

For such a time as this
we refuse to love the world
and all that is in it.

For such a time as this
we claim our country for Jesus Christ.

For such a time as this
we live to make our Savior known.

For such a time as this
we do not sacrifice truth for unity’s sake!

For such a time as this
we call out the blasphemous and progressive woke!

For such a time as this
we stand and support Israel, God’s chosen people.

For such a time as this
we call out universities who indoctrinate
and radicalize our youth.

For such a time as this
we become like Bereans—
searching the Scriptures daily,
testing every spirit, every teaching,
to see if these things are so.

For such a time as this
we expose the lies of media giants
who twist truth into propaganda
and silence the faithful voices.

For such a time as this
we guard our homes and hearths
against the invasion of godless entertainment
that poisons young minds with rebellion.

For such a time as this
we watch and pray without ceasing
keeping our lamps trimmed and burning bright
for the Bridegroom comes at midnight.

For such a time as this
we live sober and alert
not sleeping as the world sleeps
but standing ready for the trumpet’s call.

For such a time as this
we purify ourselves as He is pure
clothing ourselves in righteousness
spotless and blameless at His appearing.

For such a time as this
we set our minds on things above
not on earthly things that fade
eagerly awaiting our Savior from heaven.

For such a time as this
we endure to the end in faithfulness
refusing to grow weary in well-doing
for He who promised is faithful and will return.

For such a time as this
we stand against communism and Marxism
godless systems that exalt the state above the Creator,
deny the soul, and crush freedom in the name of equality.

For such a time as this
we reject radical feminism
that wars against God’s design for manhood and womanhood,
promotes rebellion over biblical submission and mutual honor.

For such a time as this
we expose secular humanism
that crowns man as god, erases the need for a Savior,
and builds towers of pride without the fear of the Lord.

For such a time as this
we refuse moral relativism
where truth bends to whim and “my truth” supplants God’s Word,
calling good evil and evil good in brazen defiance.

For such a time as this
we call out progressivism
that marches under banners of “inclusion” while advancing sin,
redefining marriage, life, and justice apart from Scripture’s unchanging standard.

For such a time as this
we oppose every philosophy contrary to God—
evolutionism that mocks creation, atheism that blinds the heart,
postmodernism that dismantles absolute truth,
and all idols of the age.

For such a time as this
we stand firm for traditional marriage
God’s sacred design from the beginning:
one man and one woman united as one flesh,
a lifelong covenant reflecting Christ and His church.

For such a time as this
we defend the holy union of husband and wife
against every attempt to redefine or distort it,
honoring the marriage bed undefiled
as Scripture commands, without compromise.

For such a time as this
we take a stand against all immorality
fleeing sexual sin in every form—
fornication, adultery, lust, impurity,
and every defilement of the body, God’s temple.

For such a time as this
we call out the works of the flesh:
sensuality, debauchery, uncleanness,
and all that grieves the Holy Spirit,
refusing to let sin reign in our mortal bodies.

For such a time as this
we proclaim no hint of sexual immorality
among the saints, no tolerance for what God calls evil,
but rather holiness, self-control, and purity
in thought, word, and deed.

For such a time as this
we proclaim Christ crucified and risen
the only hope for sinners
in a world that calls evil good and good evil.

For such a time as this
we refuse compromise with darkness
choosing instead to shine as lights
in this crooked and perverse generation.

For such a time as this
we proclaim the soon return of Christ
warning the lost, urging repentance
for the day of the Lord draws near.

For such a time as this
we hold fast our confession of hope
without wavering, for He who is coming
will come and will not delay.

For such a time as this
we cry out for revival in our land
humbly ourselves before the Lord,
praying without ceasing, seeking His face,
turning from our wicked ways
that He may hear from heaven, forgive our sin,
and heal our broken nation.

For such a time as this
we affirm the Bible as God’s infallible, inerrant Word—
breathed out by Him, the supreme authority,
profitable for teaching, reproof, correction,
training in righteousness—
the final rule in all faith and practice.

For such a time as this
we defend the sanctity of human life from conception to natural death,
proclaiming every unborn child fearfully and wonderfully made,
a gift from God, image-bearer of the Creator—
calling out the shedding of innocent blood in abortion,
and standing against every assault on the vulnerable.

For such a time as this
we go into all the world making disciples of all nations,
baptizing them and teaching obedience to Christ,
compelled by His love, undeterred by hostility,
for the harvest is plentiful and the workers few.

For such a time as this
we examine our own hearts first,
repenting of hypocrisy and secret sin within the church,
pursuing holiness without which no one will see the Lord,
overcoming compromise that dulls our witness.

For such a time as this
we pursue the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace,
standing together on the essentials of the faith,
but never at the expense of sound doctrine or truth.

For such a time as this
we lift high the name of Jesus Christ,
King of kings and Lord of lords,
to whom every knee will bow and every tongue confess
that He is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Amen—come, Lord Jesus!

There Is Therefore Now No Condemnation(Romans 8:1 – A Hymn of Victory Over the Accuser) by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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Romans 8.1

There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.

No condemnation now I own,
For I am hid in Christ alone;
The accuser’s voice, though fierce and loud,
Is drowned beneath the crimson flood.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

Day and night he charged my soul,
With sins of old that took their toll;
But Revelation’s thunder rings—
The dragon falls; the Lamb now reigns.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

Who shall accuse God’s chosen ones?
God justifies through His dear Son;
Christ died, He rose, He pleads above—
No charge can stand against His love.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

Come boldly to the throne of grace,
Not trembling in a guilty place,
But confident in mercy’s call,
Where help abounds for one and all.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

When shadows of the past arise,
And Satan whispers hopeless lies,
I point to Calvary’s tree so high—
“Behold the blood that speaks, ‘Not guilty!'”

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

No chains of flesh can bind me now,
I walk by Spirit, free somehow;
His power melts the foe like dew,
And peace—sweet Shalom—breaks through.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

O run, my soul, to grace’s door,
Where wrath is turned to welcome more;
The throne that once seemed far and dread
Now bids me come, by Jesus led.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

So let the accuser rage in vain;
His weapons fall, his power wanes.
In Christ alone my victory stands—
No condemnation—through His hands.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

There Is Therefore Now No Condemnation: A Declaration of Victory Over the Voice That Accuses Day and Night by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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The poem confronts the inner voice of accusation—the relentless “prosecutor” (Satan) who rehearses past sins, declares the soul guilty, and urges it to shrink from God in shame. Drawing directly from Scripture, it proclaims the accuser’s defeat: he has been cast down (Revelation 12), and his charges are powerless against God’s elect.

The core truth is victory through Christ’s finished work:

  • God Himself justifies; Christ died, rose, and intercedes (Romans 8:33–34).
  • There is now no condemnation for those in Christ Jesus who walk by the Spirit (Romans 8:1).
  • Believers are invited to approach the throne of grace boldly, not in terror, but with confidence in mercy and help (Hebrews 4:16).

The enemy’s reminders of failure are answered by pointing to the cross, where the blood of Jesus speaks a better word—mercy, redemption, and “paid in full.” Accusation loses its grip as faith strengthens, obedience flows from love already received, and the soul rests hidden in Christ.

In the end, the poem calls the reader to run to God rather than flee, declaring shalom—unbroken peace—because the accuser is subdued forever by the triumph of the Lamb. It is a hymn of liberation, assurance, and bold access to grace.

Romans 8:1
There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit

A voice arises in the night so deep,
Relentless prosecutor of my shame,
Rehearsing sins that make the weary weep,
And whispers, “Guilty—God withdraws His name.”

Yet Revelation speaks the accuser’s fall,
Cast down from heaven’s courts where he once stood,
His charges hurled against the brethren all,
But powerless now beneath the cleansing flood.

Who dares to lay a charge on God’s elect?
The Judge Himself has justified the soul;
Christ died, He rose—His blood pays every debt,
And shuts the mouth of condemnation’s toll.

Come boldly then unto the throne of grace,
Not cringing low in terror of the past,
But confident, for mercy finds its place
In wounds that heal and love that holds steadfast.

No condemnation shadows those in Christ,
Who walk by Spirit, not the flesh’s chain;
The cross declares the verdict: “Paid in full”—the price—
And Satan’s arrows fall in futile rain.

When he reminds of failures long ago,
Point swift to Calvary, where mercy flows;
His lies grow faint, his power melts like snow,
Beneath the blood that better witness shows.

So run, O soul, to grace’s open door,
Not fleeing wrath, but claiming what is thine;
The throne rejects thee nevermore—
For Jesus’ blood forever speaks: “Thou’rt mine.”

Shalom—peace unbroken, hope renewed,
In Christ alone, the accuser is subdued.

Classical Rhyme:Neglect Not So Great a Salvation: The Urgent Invitation Before Time Closes and Judgment Opens by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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This reflective spiritual poem, written in classical ABAB rhyme, meditates on the fragility of human life likened to a vanishing vapor (James 4:14). It portrays God’s persistent, gentle call—often a still small voice—that summons every heart to salvation, yet warns how easily that call is ignored through procrastination, distraction, or love of worldly comfort. Drawing from the rich young ruler’s sorrowful departure, the peril of gaining the world while losing one’s soul, and the biblical urgency of “now is the day of salvation” (2 Corinthians 6:2), the poem pleads against the quiet tragedy of neglect. It contrasts temporary earthly pleasures with the unshakable abundance of eternal life, emphasizing that mercy stands open today, but the door of opportunity will one day close—not from lack of God’s love, but from the end of time itself. The tone is both sobering and hopeful, urging immediate surrender to the Savior’s rescue before the fleeting breath expires and eternity’s irreversible reality begins.

Life is a mist that rises at the dawn,
A breath, a gleam, then vanishes from sight;
Yet in its fleeting span the heart is drawn
By still small voice that pierces through the night.

The call comes soft, not thunder, not with flame,
But mercy’s tug when silence wraps the soul;
Many are summoned, yet so few the same
Will yield and let the Savior make them whole.

The rich one stood before the Lord of grace,
His treasures gleaming brighter than the call;
He turned away, sorrow upon his face,
Chose fleeting gold and let redemption fall.

What profit lies in worlds of wealth and fame
If, gaining all, the soul itself is lost?
The heart grows dull, ignores the sacred name,
And silence settles where conviction crossed.

Behold, now is the day, the hour is here—
Not tomorrow’s promise, vague and far away;
Neglect is not rebellion, yet the fear
Is this: the door may close while we delay.

He knocks to rescue, not to bind or chain,
To give abundant life beyond the grave;
Eternity awaits—no end, no pain—
For those who answer, those He died to save.

O traveler, heed the whisper while you may,
Before the vapor fades into the night;
Choose heaven’s call above the world’s display—
Surrender now, and step into the light.

Awake and Test the Spirits! An Urgent Call Against Deception—Many False Prophets Now Swarm the World, the Spirit of Antichrist Is Already at Work Among Us; Herein Lies the Certain and Unfailing Test: Every Spirit That Confesseth Jesus Christ Has Come in the Flesh Is of God by Debbie Harris

14 Saturday Feb 2026

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Awake, beloved! Trust no spirit’s voice,
But try them fiercely, prove their source divine;
False prophets swarm like locusts, make their choice
To scatter lies where truth once used to shine.
The antichrist already moves unseen,
His spirit breathes through many in our day;
Deceivers whisper, twist what should have been,
And lead the careless down the broad, wrong way.
Yet here the certain test is plainly shown:
Confess that Jesus Christ in flesh has come—
True God made man, in mortal body known—
That spirit speaks from heaven’s very throne.
Stand guard, dear hearts, lest darkness claim its prize;
The Spirit of the Lord in truth abides.

The Drowsy Watch; Or, The Church’s Slumber and the Roaring Lion’s Unseen AdvanceAn Exhortation in Heroic Couplets by Debbie Harris

12 Thursday Feb 2026

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“The Drowsy Watch; Or, The Church’s Slumber and the Roaring Lion’s Unseen Advance”The poem is a stern, prophetic warning in heroic couplets: believers have misused “judge not” as an excuse for blind tolerance, allowing deceptive enemies (false brethren, Satan in disguise) to infiltrate the church undetected. While Satan actively prowls and schemes, the church remains spiritually lukewarm and asleep in the pews. The poet urgently calls the drowsy saints to awaken, open the Bible, discern truth from deception, reject complacency, and rise to the spiritual battle before judgment falls—because only the vigilant will find mercy and the open door of salvation.

Matthew 7:15
Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravenous wolves.

Revelation 3:15–16
I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.”

Ephesians 5:14
Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you.”

Romans 13:11
And do this, understanding the present time: The hour has already come for you to wake up from your slumber, because our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed.

Revelation 3:8, 20
See, I have placed before you an open door that no one can shut… Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in…

We’ve softly cried, “Let none presume to judge,”
Till tolerance became our shielding grudge—
A veil that blinds us to the cunning art
Of foes who mingle with the faithful heart.

As angels false, in brethren’s guise they creep,
While wolves in sheepskin harvest what they reap.
Awake, ye saints! Unseal the sacred tome,
Where truth’s sharp blade dispels the gathering gloom.

The lukewarm soul in drowsy pews reclines,
Half-hearted faith that neither flames nor shines.
Yet Satan prowls the field with restless might,
While churchly sleep invites eternal night.

Arise, O sleeper, from thy torpid bed!
The foe advances; shake the slumbering head.
Discern the light from shadows that deceive,
Lest grace be bartered, truth no more believe.

The hour grows late, the trumpet sounds its call—
Reject the nap, reclaim the fight for all.
For mercy lingers, judgment waits in store:
The watchful eye shall see the open door.

Beware: Because of the Abounding of Lawlessness, the Love of Most Shall Wax Cold by Debbie Harris

07 Saturday Feb 2026

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Because iniquity shall multiply and spread,
Like shadows creeping where the righteous trod,
The love of many, once so warmly fed,
Will grow as cold as winter’s iron rod.

Lawlessness abounds in every street and hall,
Defiance reigns where once obedience stood;
Men call the evil good, the good they call
Foul wrong, and trample mercy in the mud.

Compassion fades, suspicion takes its place,
Hearts harden fast amid the rising tide;
Betrayal whispers in each darkened face,
And selfless care is cast forever aside.

Yet in this frost a faithful remnant gleams,
Whose love endures, though all the world grow dim;
They cling to truth through tribulation’s dreams,
And wait the dawn when Christ shall vanquish sin.

For he who stands unto the end shall find
Salvation sure, though tempests rage and roar—
The love that warms the soul and frees the mind
Shall burn eternal when the age is o’er

Thrones Shaken, Hearts Besieged: The Grand Epic of the War in Heaven, the Fall of Man, and the Triumph of the Lamb (written in heroic couplets) by Debbie Harris

28 Wednesday Jan 2026

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The poem is written in heroic couplets: rhyming pairs of iambic pentameter lines (AABB rhyme scheme), delivering a crisp, rhythmic, and classically elegant narrative flow.

This epic poem, recast in heroic couplets of rhyming iambic pentameter, traces the cosmic and personal saga of spiritual warfare from the dawn of creation to the final victory of righteousness. It opens with the radiant Light-Bearer’s prideful rebellion in heaven, igniting a cataclysmic war among angelic hosts; Michael leads the loyal, but the Son, in blazing chariot, casts Lucifer headlong into the burning lake of his own making. The conflict shifts to earth, where the serpent’s cunning whisper tempts Eve in Eden, shattering innocence and bringing exile, toil, and death—yet embedding within the curse the promise that the Woman’s seed will crush the serpent’s head. Across the centuries, the unseen battle rages within every human soul: a joyful home of laughter and fellowship becomes a target for envious shadows that seek to extinguish light and turn peace to dread, while the besieged mind faces arrows of doubt and flames of fear—yet the faithful stand armored in truth, righteousness, and unyielding faith, quenching the Accuser’s fiery darts. The poem crescendos to apocalypse: the many-headed dragon roars accusations before the throne, but the Lamb’s shed blood silences him; the Lion returns in terrible glory to tread the winepress of wrath, hurling the ancient foe into eternal fire. In the end, righteousness reigns unchallenged—no more tears, no night, no tempter—every knee bows to the eternal Lamb who was, is, and is to come, restoring all things in unending light.

In realms unseen where primal light first shone,
A star arose, most brilliant, called the Son
Of Morning—Light-Bearer in glory bright,
Whose wings eclipsed the dawn of endless night.
Yet pride, that venom old as sin’s first breath,
Coiled in his heart and whispered: “Equal death
To Thee who reigns! Why bow when I might claim
The throne eternal in Thy holy name?”

So Heaven trembled; crystal vaults rang loud
With clarion wrath as loyal hosts were cowed
No more. Michael, with flaming sword in hand,
Led forth the faithful through the empyrean land.
Rebel ranks clad in armor forged of spite
Met them in fury, shadows piercing light.
Spears of black envy flew; the fields of gold
Became a carnage where bright seraphs bold
Bled streams of glory, not of mortal blood.
Three days the strife endured in fire and flood,
Till He who sits upon the sapphire seat
Spoke once: “Enough.” The Son arose to meet
The rebel storm in chariot of flame,
And with one glance hurled Lucifer to shame—
Headlong through spheres of crystal, void, and fire,
Into the burning lake of his desire.

Yet war did not conclude with Heaven’s peace;
The serpent slithered earthward, seeking cease
No more in subtlety. In Eden’s green
He found the woman fair, the man serene.
No trumpet blast, but whisper soft and sly:
“Did God indeed say you shall surely die?”
The fruit hung tempting, sweet upon the tongue;
One bite, and innocence forever flung
Away. Righteousness stood naked, shamed,
Accused by winds that through the garden came.
Exile ensued—thorns, sweat, and dust—but still
A promise lingered in the ancient ill:
The Woman’s seed would crush the serpent’s head
And turn the curse to blessing in its stead.

Through ages vast the unseen battle runs,
In every heart where joy and light are won.
A home of laughter, where loved ones abide,
Where songs ascend and peace flows like a tide—
Yet shadows prowl the threshold, envious, cold,
Seeking to enter, snuff the flame, unfold
The feast in dread, and leave the halls forlorn.
In every mind a fortress, battle-worn,
Where doubt shoots arrows swift, and fear ignites
Like wildfire—yet faith stands guard through nights
Of siege, the shield no fiery dart can breach,
Quenching the Accuser’s lies in truth’s own speech.

The dragon roars, vast-headed, sweeping stars
From heaven’s vault with blasphemous scars.
He accuses day and night before the throne,
Yet Lamb’s own blood outcries him, overthrown.
The end draws near: the Lion roars once more,
The slain Lamb rises in the skies to pour
Wrath’s winepress down upon the ancient foe,
And hurl him into fire prepared below.
Forever bound in consequence he chose,
While righteousness in splendor ever grows—
No tears, no night, no tempter’s voice to fear;
All knees shall bend, and every tongue declare
The Lamb who was, who is, who is to come,
The Alpha, Omega, the victory won.