They Have Been With God Is The Highest Compliment That Can Be Given To Any Christ Follower by Debbie Harris

Oh may the inerrant,

holy, transformative,

perfect, precious, Word

of our God transform us

deeply and consequentially

so much so that the world

says, They have been

with God and belong to

Jesus Christ King of Kings

and Lord of Lords. Oh that

this would be said to every

precious follower of Jesus Christ!

The Royal, Divine, And Holy Miraculous Gift Of Salvation by Debbie Harris

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Every salvation of every

Christ-redeemed soul

is a divine and holy

transformative royal

miraculous rescue story.

There by Debbie Harris

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There is great Biblical,

Christ-given joy in

overcoming evil with

Spirit-empowered good!

Jesus Christ, Our Savior, Friend, and King by Debbie Harris

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Our Savior, Jesus Christ, King of Kings,

and Lord of Lords, He alone is the King

of glory! A glory that can never be

thwarted or dimmed. For Jesus Christ

alone is the one and only Light Of The

World! He is Salvation personified! A

immeasurable gift procured by His

great and Holy sacrifice! Oh wondrous

reality, Jesus Christ, our Savior, friend,

and King. Rejoice for His light is our everything!

So We Wait by Debbie Harris

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But as for me, I will watch expectantly for the Lord: I will wait for the God of my Salvation. My God will hear me!

Micah 7:7 (KJV)

So we wait expectantly

to see what our Triune

God can accomplish in,

through, and around us

because of who is within us!

Sonnet: The Precious and Holy Name of Jesus, Divine in Power, Abounding in Love, Healing in Grace, and Transformative in Eternal Glory by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “Sonnet: The Precious and Holy Name of Jesus, Divine in Power, Abounding in Love, Healing in Grace, and Transformative in Eternal Glory,” celebrates the sacred Name of Jesus. It portrays His Name as holy, divine, and powerful, capable of breaking sin’s chains and healing broken hearts. The sonnet emphasizes Jesus’ boundless love, which transforms souls and guides the lost to mercy. His Name is depicted as a radiant, eternal light that calms storms and dispels darkness, serving as a beacon of hope and grace. The poem concludes by exalting Jesus’ Name as the ultimate source of salvation and glory, worthy of eternal praise.

O sacred Name, so precious, pure, divine,
A holy whisper, radiant with grace,
In Jesus’ Name, the stars of heaven align,
His love transforms the soul’s eternal place.

So powerful, it breaks the chains of sin,
Its healing balm restores the broken heart,
A gentle call where lost ones enter in,
To find their home where mercy’s rivers start.

His Name, a song of love that never fades,
Each syllable a spark of endless light,
It calms the storm, and darkness soon evades,
A beacon glowing through the soul’s dark night.

O Jesus, Name above all names, we sing,
Thy holy grace, our hope, our everything.

Sonnet On Psalm 90: 1-2 by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, inspired by Psalm 90:1-2 (KJV), reflects on God’s eternal nature and role as humanity’s enduring refuge. It emphasizes His timeless existence—unchanging from before creation through all generations—and contrasts this with the fleeting nature of human life. The poem portrays God as a steadfast, boundless shelter, offering comfort and security, and concludes with praise for His everlasting love and glory.

Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God. (Psalm 90:1-2, KJV)

O Lord, our refuge through the ages long,
Before the hills were born or seas were spread,
Your timeless might, eternal, firm, and strong,
Sustains the heavens where no mortals tread.
From everlasting, You alone endure,
No dawn can mark Your start, no night Your end,
Your holy presence, boundless, ever sure,
Our constant home, on whom we still depend.
While fleeting years like morning mists depart,
Your changeless glory holds us in its care,
A steadfast shelter for the trembling heart,
Your love eternal answers every prayer.
O God, our dwelling, evermore the same,
We sing Your praise and glorify Your name.

A Poetic Study: If My People by Debbie Harris

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The poem, inspired by 2 Chronicles 7:14, is a lyrical call to God’s people to seek divine forgiveness and healing for their land. It outlines four conditions: humility, fervent prayer, seeking God’s face, and repentance from sin. If these are met, God promises to hear, forgive, and restore, healing their fractured nation. Vivid imagery—humility as a river, prayer as a soul’s ascent, mercy as a sovereign hand—underscores the spiritual journey. The poem universalizes the call, urging all to embrace these steps for enduring divine love and renewal.

Beneath the weight of heaven’s gaze,
A whisper threads through ancient days:
“My people, called, my name they bear,
A covenant woven, a bond so rare.”

If they, the chosen, bend their pride,
Let humility’s river flow deep, flow wide,
No throne of self, no crown of clay,
But hearts laid bare in the light of day.

If they pray, a cry from dust to sky,
A soul’s ascent where angels fly,
Not rote, not ritual, but fervent plea,
A hunger for God, for eternity.

If they seek my face, not fleeting signs,
Not wealth, not power, not earthly designs,
But the radiance of love, unmarred, divine,
The glow of holiness, forever thine!

If they turn, oh, turn from shadowed ways,
From sin’s allure, its fleeting blaze,
To rend the heart, to break the chain,
To walk the path through cleansing rain.

Then I—Almighty, enthroned above—
Will hear their cries with a Father’s love.
From heaven’s courts, my grace will pour,
Forgiveness granted, their souls restored.

And I will heal their fractured land,
With mercy’s touch, with a sovereign hand.
The fields will sing, the rivers run,
A nation reborn beneath the sun.

Yet still the call resounds, unbroken,
To every heart where truth is spoken.
If my people—yes, you and I—
Will kneel, will seek, will turn, will cry,
The promise holds, eternal, sure,
God’s healing love will still endure.

Sonnet: Called to Serve the King of Kings by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet emphasizes that Christians are called to serve God, the King of Kings, rather than pursue wealth, power, or fame. It highlights the duty to uphold Biblical truth and proclaim the free gift of salvation through Jesus Christ, prioritizing spiritual devotion over material gain. The poem reflects humility, faith, and commitment to sharing God’s grace as His servants, sons, and daughters.

We seek not wealth, nor power, nor fleeting fame,
But bow as servants to the King of Kings.
Our hearts, aflame with truth, His Word proclaim,
To share the gift His boundless mercy brings.
No earthly gain shall turn our eyes aside,
Nor profit dim the light of Heaven’s call.
In Christ alone, our souls shall e’er abide,
His love the strength that lifts us when we fall.
Salvation’s grace, through Jesus, freely given,
A treasure pure, no gold could ever buy.
We stand for truth, our gaze fixed firm on Heaven,
To spread His Word beneath the endless sky.
O Lord of Lords, we humbly seek Your face,
Your faithful sons and daughters, saved by grace.

A Hymn of Trust in the Triune God by Debbie Harris

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The poem, A Hymn of Trust in the Triune God, expresses steadfast faith in the Triune God across diverse life experiences. It affirms trust in God during health, sickness, trials, tears, laughter, blessings, loss, doubt, peace, birth, and death. Each stanza highlights a universal scenario where God’s presence—through grace, strength, comfort, or mercy—sustains believers. The poem emphasizes the unchanging faithfulness of the Father, Son, and Spirit, offering hope and assurance in every moment, from life’s joys to its challenges.

In health, we trust our Triune God,
Whose love sustains each breath we draw.
In sickness, weak upon our sod,
We lean on grace that holds no flaw.

On beds of pain, where shadows creep,
We rest in arms that never tire.
In trials deep, where fears may leap,
God’s strength becomes our heart’s desire.

In tears that fall like silent rain,
We find the Comforter divine.
In laughter bright, a sweet refrain,
God’s joy within our souls does shine.

In blessings rich, when life is kind,
We praise the Source of every good.
In loss, when hope seems hard to find,
We trust the Cross, where mercy stood.

In doubt, when faith begins to sway,
The Spirit whispers, “I am near.”
In peace, when hearts in silence pray,
The Father’s voice is strong and clear.

In birth, the dawn of life’s first cry,
We see God’s hand in every plan.
In death, when mortal shells must die,
We trust the Son, who conquered man.

Through every storm, through every calm,
In every moment, vast or small,
Our Triune God, with healing balm,
Is faithful, present, through it all.