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:

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.
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.
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.
Exclusive Devotion
No rival—fame, fortune, fear, or trial—can displace Him. He is “all in all.”
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.

Jesus Christ,Our All And All by Debbie Harris

01 Thursday Jan 2026

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May our hopes,

our dreams,

our goals be

based on one

person alone,

Jesus Christ,

our Saviour,

and our Lord!

When Jesus Christ Is No Longer the Center: Beauty Departs, Chaos Enters, and Civilizations Silently Collapse by Debbie Harris

31 Wednesday Dec 2025

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When Jesus Christ is not at the center
of a nation, a heart, a people—beauty goes.

Not in a quiet fading,
but in a sudden hush,
as when the last note of a hymn
is swallowed by the closing of the door.

The squares grow loud with empty voices,
statues turn their marble faces away,
rivers forget the names of bridges,
and children learn to spell despair
before they learn to spell their own names.

Chaos does not arrive with trumpets.
It slips in wearing the clothes of progress,
whispering that freedom is the absence of kneeling.
It rearranges the furniture of the soul
until nothing fits,
until the heart is a house
with all the windows painted black.

Civilizations collapse
not with a bang,
but with a shrug.
One generation forgets the song,
the next forgets there ever was a song,
and the stones that once cried out
fall silent beneath ivy and excuses.

Yet even in the ruin
a single seed remains—
small, stubborn,
refusing to believe
that darkness has the final word.

It waits
for the return of the Center,
for the day when someone
dares again to say His name
like a match struck in an empty room.

Then beauty will come back,
not earned,
but given—
like morning after the longest night.

O Lord, in the Turning of This New Year, Pursue the Hearts That Know You Not, and Make Them Gloriously New by Debbie Harris

31 Wednesday Dec 2025

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In this gift of a New Year,
as midnight chimes and calendars turn,
may every heart still wandering in night
be sought and found by Christ the Light.

May grace, unearned and fierce, break through,
shatter every chain they never knew,
and in that holy, sudden hour
awaken souls with heaven’s power.

May the lost be drawn, the blind behold,
the dead arise to streets of gold
within—born anew, remade, set free,
transformed forever, gloriously.

O Lord of mercy, hear this cry:
let 2026 multiply
the miracles of second birth,
and fill Your Church with heaven on earth.

Amen.

Praises Ascending Through Eternity: A Christmas Hymn of Hallelujah to Jesus Christ, the Gift Above All Gifts and Lord of All by Debbie Harris

23 Tuesday Dec 2025

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Stanza 1
In Bethlehem’s soft night, beneath the star’s bright gleam,
A virgin bears the Son in lowly manger scene;
The angels wake the shepherds from their midnight dream,
And heaven’s courts resound with seraphic theme.
The Word made flesh, eternal Light in human guise,
Descends to claim the lost beneath repentant skies.
O Gift beyond all gifts that mortal heart could prize—
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Refrain
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Let earth and heaven raise the strain!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
The King is born of David’s royal line!
Jesus Christ, the Gift above all earthly gifts,
Everlasting Joy, the Savior of us all—
Hallelujah! Glory everlasting be
To Christ the Lord, who sets His people free!

Stanza 2
The shepherds haste to see the Babe in swaddling bound,
Where humble beasts keep watch in silence all around;
“Glory to God!” the angelic host has now proclaimed,
And peace on earth to men of good will named.
No palace gates, no throne of gold receive their King,
Yet choirs invisible His praises loudly sing.
The Lamb who takes our sin has come, redeeming,
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 3
From Eastern lands the Magi journey long and far,
Drawn by the radiant light of yonder guiding star;
They bring their royal treasures to the Child divine,
And kneel before the King in humble, reverent line.
Gold for His crown, sweet incense for His deity,
Myrrh for the bitter cup He soon must drink for thee—
All earthly kings must bow before eternity:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 4
Emmanuel—behold, our God with us abides,
The Infinite in mortal flesh now veiled resides;
He bears our grief, He carries all our sorrow’s weight,
To heal the broken heart and open heaven’s gate.
O boundless mercy shown in this most wondrous birth,
O love unfathomable come to ransom earth!
The Hope of every age has dawned upon our mirth:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 5
From cradle unto cross His sacred path He trod,
To offer up Himself, the spotless Lamb of God;
Yet Christmas light foretells the triumph of the morn
When death itself lies vanquished and its sting is torn.
The Babe who sleeps in Mary’s arms shall rise again,
And reign victorious over Satan, death, and sin.
All hail the conquering King who breaks the captive’s chain:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 6
All fleeting gifts of earth grow dim and fade away
Beside the priceless Pearl that shines in endless day;
No joy the world can give compares with knowing Him,
No treasure equals Christ, the bright Seraphic Gem.
He is the living Fount from whom all blessings flow,
The Alpha and Omega, whom angels long to know—
Eternal Gift of God to mortals here below:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 7
Arise, O Church, and sing through every age and clime,
Proclaim the Savior’s name beyond the bounds of time;
From Christmas dawn until the final trumpet sounds,
Let ceaseless praise ascend where grace and truth abound.
Worthy the Lamb once slain, now crowned in majesty,
To reign forevermore in glorious victory—
All heaven and earth adore Him through eternity:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Marvel of Marvels: Repentance Opens Heaven’s Arms and Seats Us at the Table as Sons and Daughters of God Most High by Debbie Harris

21 Sunday Dec 2025

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Summary of the Poem

Marvel of Marvels: Repentance Opens Heaven’s Arms and Seats Us at the Table as Sons and Daughters of God Most High

This poem celebrates the breathtaking miracle of divine grace: no matter where a person begins—whether in pride, comfort, sorrow, shame, self-sufficiency, or brokenness—a single moment of honest repentance instantly transforms them into a beloved child of God.

It emphasizes that no one earns this gift through merit, status, or effort. Everyone—rich or poor, proud or humbled, searching or lost—stands on the same level ground of mercy. In one turning of the heart, heaven’s doors swing wide, the Father rushes to embrace, and the repentant soul is not merely forgiven but fully adopted: welcomed, known, crowned, and seated at the family table as a true son or daughter of the King Most High.

The poem overflows with awe at this “marvel of marvels”—how the eternal God redefines us not by what we were, but by His boundless love, making us forever heirs in His kingdom. It is a song of wonder at the overwhelming, unearned intimacy and royalty that grace bestows the instant we say yes to mercy.

From halls of pride or streets of shame,
from comfort’s throne or sorrow’s chain,
one honest cry, one turning heart—
and heaven’s mercy rushes in again.

No merit weighs upon the scale,
no status earns the open door;
the proud, the poor, the seeking soul—
all stand the same on grace’s floor.

A single breath of true repentance,
a whisper turned to living faith,
and distance vanishes in light—
the stranger welcomed, fully embraced.

Behold the wonder: God Most High
stoops low to claim the wandering one;
not servant, slave, or distant guest,
but daughter, son—forever known.

From every nation, tongue, and story,
from every path that led astray,
the Spirit calls, the Father runs,
and crowns the repentant child today.

No longer defined by what we were—
by wealth or want, by strength or fall—
but redefined by love divine:
beloved heirs, and that is all.

Oh boundless grace that makes us royalty,
that seats us where the angels sing;
one moment’s yes to mercy’s call—
and we are children of the King.

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!