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God’s Perfect Breath: The Eternal Scripture That Saves from Sin and Hell by Debbie Harris

18 Saturday Oct 2025

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Summary of the Poem: “God’s Perfect Breath: The Eternal Scripture That Saves from Sin and Hell”

The poem, inspired by Romans 15:4, Hebrews 4:12, and Psalm 119:89, 105, 130, 160 (KJV), celebrates the divine power, inerrancy, and perfection of Scripture as God’s living Word. It opens with Romans 15:4’s emphasis on Scripture’s role in providing learning, comfort, and hope, portraying it as a beacon that sustains faith. Psalm 119’s imagery—God’s Word as an eternal, settled truth, a lamp, and a light of understanding—underscores its flawless, guiding nature. Described as God’s very breath, the Scriptures are inerrant, radiant, and eternal, offering a perfect map to salvation. Hebrews 4:12’s depiction of the Word as a two-edged sword highlights its ability to pierce sin, expose Satan’s deceit, and shatter the chains of guilt, protecting souls from hell. The poem traces the biblical narrative from Eden to Calvary, where Christ’s sacrifice offers the ultimate gift of salvation, universally available (“for all to claim”). Through vivid imagery, it presents Scripture as a living, transformative force—a shield against evil, a fire to warm hearts, and a star guiding humanity to eternal life. The poem, spanning 56 lines across eight stanzas, concludes with a call to embrace this flawless Word, which redeems all from sin and Satan’s lies, lifting them to divine hope and light.

Romans 15:4 (KJV):

For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope.


Hebrews 4:12 (KJV): For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

Psalm 119:89 KJV: For ever, O Lord, thy word is settled in heaven.


Psalm 119:105 KJV: Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.


Psalm 119:130 KJV: The entrance of thy words giveth light; it giveth understanding unto the simple.


Psalm 119:160 KJV: Thy word is true from the beginning: and every one of thy righteous judgments endureth for ever.

Romans 15:4 KJV: “For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope.”
Hebrews 4:12 KJV: “For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.”
Psalm 119:89 KJV: “For ever, O Lord, thy word is settled in heaven.”
Psalm 119:105 KJV: “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.”
Psalm 119:130 KJV: “The entrance of thy words giveth light; it giveth understanding unto the simple.”
Psalm 119:160 KJV: “Thy word is true from the beginning: and every one of thy righteous judgments endureth for ever.”

In Romans’ light, where hope takes flight,
Fifteen and four, a beacon bright.
The Scriptures, writ for learning’s gain,
Bestow through grace a hope sustained.
Through ancient words, the Spirit sings,
Of comfort born on sacred wings,
A Word divine, so pure, so sure,
Its truth eternal shall endure.

This Word, as Psalms proclaim with awe,
God’s settled truth, His holy law.
Forever fixed in Heaven’s frame,
Its inerrant voice shall never wane.
A lamp to guide through darkest night,
It shines as truth, as Heaven’s light,
From simple hearts to sages wise,
It opens truth to seeking eyes.

God’s breath it is, alive, divine,
Its perfect will through ages shine.
Inerrant, flawless, without stain,
Its every truth shall e’er remain.
No error dims its radiant glow,
No fault can shake the grace it shows.
From Heaven’s throne, it came to earth,
God’s holy Word, of boundless worth.

O living Word, so sharp, so keen,
As Hebrews sings in truth serene.
A two-edged sword, it cuts through lies,
Divides the soul, exposes guise.
It pierces deep where sin takes hold,
Reveals the heart, both young and old.
No secret hides from its pure light,
It shatters gloom with Heaven’s might.

Satan’s deceit, that cunning snare,
Dissolves beneath its holy glare.
The serpent’s lies, so sly, so fell,
Cannot withstand this truth that swells.
From Eden’s fall to hell’s dark gate,
The Word unmasks the devil’s hate.
It guards the soul from sin’s cruel chain,
And breaks the bonds of guilt and pain.

O glorious beauty, rich, profound,
In every verse, God’s voice is found.
Its pages gleam with mercy’s art,
A perfect map to heal the heart.
From Sinai’s stone to Calvary’s cross,
It counts all gain as worldly loss.
The story of a Savior’s blood,
That cleanses sin in love’s great flood.

This Word, unerring, stands supreme,
God’s perfect truth, salvation’s theme.
It speaks of Christ, the Lamb who died,
Who bore our shame, was crucified.
Through Him, the gift of grace is given,
To save from hell, to open Heaven.
No greater love could e’er be known,
Than Christ, who claims us as His own.

In every line, God’s breath resounds,
A living stream on holy grounds.
It quenches thirst, it calms the storm,
Restores the soul, makes whole, transforms.
No power of hell can stand its might,
No darkness dims its radiant light.
It calls the lost, it sets them free,
And writes their names for eternity.

From Genesis to Heaven’s shore,
The Word endures forevermore.
Its perfect truth, a guiding star,
Proclaims God’s love both near and far.
Through trials fierce, it stands unmoved,
Its inerrant voice by God approved.
A shield against the tempter’s art,
A fire to warm the coldest heart.

O saints, arise, this Word embrace,
Its flawless truth redeems the race.
From sin’s dark grip, from Satan’s lie,
It lifts them to the throne on high.
In Romans’ hope, in Hebrews’ might,
They find their strength, their peace, their light.
God’s perfect Word, His breath divine,
Salvation’s gift—for all to claim.

By His Spirit, Not By Might: The Redeemed Journey of Knowing the King of Kings and Unleashing Mighty Exploits in a World of Demonic Chains and Persecutory Flames by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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This Christ-centered poem draws from Daniel 11:32b, illustrating how intimately knowing God through Jesus empowers everyday believers to perform bold “exploits” against demonic and worldly darkness. Through the humble scribe Elias’s story—praying in secret, shattering chains, and defying tyrants with faith like a mustard seed—it calls readers to dive into Scripture and prayer for Spirit-led strength, turning weakness into victory at the cross. Not by human might, but by God’s power, the redeemed rise to heal, deliver, and overcome in a battling world.

In the hush of midnight’s veil, where shadows claw at weary souls,
A whisper stirs the embers—Know Me, child, and rise.
Not in thunder’s roar or king’s decree, but in the quiet cross where blood was spilled,
Christ, the Anchor, calls the broken: “In weakness, find your might.”

Elias was a scribe, ink-stained and forgotten,
Hunched over scrolls in a world that mocked the Lamb.
Kings raged with iron scepters, empires built on bones,
Yet in his chamber, knees bruised from prayer, he heard the Voice:
“Those who know their God shall stand firm, do exploits bold.”

No sword in hand, no army at his call—
Just faith like mustard seed, planted in the storm.
When tyrants burned the altars, chained the faithful low,
Elias rose, not with fury, but with fire from on high.
He spoke, and prisons cracked like Jericho’s walls;
He prayed, and blind eyes saw the King of Kings.

Demons fled at his shadow, rivers parted at his word,
For he knew not a distant deity, but the Risen Lord—
The One who conquered grave, who turns the meek to mighty.
In arenas of lions, in fires of persecution’s blaze,
Believers stood, unbowed, their exploits etched in grace.

But darkness gathers still, whispering doubts anew:
“Hide your light, conform, let fear reign supreme.”
Yet hear the call, O seeker: Dive deep into His heart,
Know Him in the Scriptures, in the silence, in the scar.
For those who truly know their God—intimate, unshaken—
Shall shatter chains, heal nations, wake the dead to life.

From the cross’s victory springs the exploit’s flame:
Not by power, nor by might, but by His Spirit’s name.
Will you know Him now, in this fleeting breath of time?
Rise, redeemed warrior—the world awaits your sign.

Rising as a Redeemed Hero or Heroine: Every Life Offered for the Glory of Jesus Christ – An Epic Story of Redemption and Divine Valor by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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Every life offered for the glory of Jesus Christ,
Rises as a redeemed hero or heroine, from the ashes of despair.
Not summoned by fate’s capricious wheel or born in halls of fame,
But called forth from the depths of grace, inscribed with His own name—
A wanderer once chained in night, now freed by heaven’s key,
Transformed at the foot of the cross, where mercy set the captive free.

Picture the heroine in the shadows of a shattered home,
Mending wounds with whispered psalms, turning grief to throne;
Or the hero on the streets of strife, extending hands to the lost,
Defying despair’s iron grip, no matter what the cost.
From the thief who gasped “Remember me” on that fateful, bloodied wood,
To the modern soul in quiet war, doing all the good they could—
Redemption weaves their ragged threads into tapestries of gold,
Where stories of surrender bloom, eternally retold.

No armor forged in earthly fires, no banners waved in pride,
But the shield of faith unyielding, with the Spirit as their guide.
Against the dragons of doubt and fear, the tempests that assail,
They charge with love’s relentless force, where lesser hearts would fail.
The father teaching truth amid a world’s deceiving roar,
The daughter nursing strangers’ pain, opening mercy’s door;
Each prayer an arrow loosed to heaven, each kindness a decisive blow,
Striking down the enemy’s lies, letting rivers of healing flow.

Oh, rise, redeemed ones, heroes bold and heroines of light,
In boardrooms battling greed’s dark hold, in midnight’s lonely fight.
Your scars become your badges earned in battles unseen by eyes,
Your tears the ink that writes of joy under paradise skies.
For Jesus, the Captain of our souls, who conquered death’s cold sting,
Empowers the frail to mighty deeds, makes the silent choirs sing.
He turns the mourner to a messenger, the sinner to a saint,
Paints portraits of divine valor with colors that never faint.

In hospitals where hope hangs thin, in prisons of the mind,
You storm the gates with acts of grace, leaving chains behind.
Feeding multitudes with loaves of love, clothing souls in peace,
Proclaiming freedom to the bound, making oppression cease.
No tale of old outshines this truth: the weak confound the strong,
When offered lives become the songs that to the Savior belong.

An epic unfolds in daily breaths, in choices small and grand,
Where redeemed heroes take their stand on redemption’s solid land.
From the prodigal’s return embraced, to the martyr’s final breath,
Every chapter echoes life triumphant over sin and death.
For in His glory, you are knights in armor wrought of praise,
Heroines with crowns of thorns exchanged for eternal blaze.

Dive deeper into this epic story, where valor meets the divine,
A narrative of souls reclaimed, where broken lines align.
The orphan finds a Father’s arms, the outcast claims a crown,
In redemption’s grand theater, where the lost are found.
Battles rage in subtle realms—in thoughts that tempt the pure,
In whispers of forgiveness where old grudges once endured.
The hero kneels in gardens dark, like Gethsemane’s own plea,
Rising stronger, Spirit-led, to set the captives free.

Heroines weave webs of hope in fabrics torn by time,
Stitching faith into the fray, turning water into wine.
From Rahab’s scarlet cord of old to Mary’s faithful yes,
Women redeemed rewrite the stars, in humility’s caress.
Men like David, flawed yet chosen, sling stones of truth anew,
Felling giants of injustice with a shepherd’s heart so true.
Together in this saga vast, united by the blood,
They march through valleys shadowed deep, o’ercome by love’s great flood.

Divine valor ignites the spark in ordinary clay,
Turning fishermen to fishers of men, leading night to day.
Peter’s denial turns to bold proclamation’s fire,
Paul’s persecution flips to passion, lifting spirits higher.
In your life, this epic breathes—each trial a plot twist grand,
Where God’s authorship reveals the mastery of His hand.
No detour wasted, no pain in vain, in this redemptive art,
For every scar tells of the Savior who heals the wounded heart.

Oh, embrace your role, redeemed warriors of the King,
In this story without end, let your anthems ring.
Conquer kingdoms of the soul, build bridges over strife,
Live the valor that redeems, breathe eternal life.
Until the pages turn to glory, and the Author calls you home,
Your epic story echoes on, no more to roam.
In heaven’s hall of heroes, your name in light will shine,
A testament to Jesus Christ, the Victor divine.
Amen.

Redemption Calls All Sinners To Heroic Victory by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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From the prodigal’s weary road to the thief upon the tree,
Redemption calls the broken ones to heroic victory.
A heroine in quiet strength, the widow’s mite she gives,
Defying famine’s cruel grasp, in faith her spirit lives;
A hero in the marketplace, turning greed to generous deed,
Sowing seeds of kindness where the world’s cold hearts still bleed.

No cape of crimson flair adorns, no sword of steel they wield,
But armed with prayer and Scripture’s truth, on battlefields concealed.
Against the tempests of despair, the arrows of doubt’s cruel aim,
They stand redeemed, unyielding, whispering His holy name.
The mother shielding innocence from storms of modern strife,
The elder bearing witness still, through decades of life’s knife—
Each act a chapter in the tale of glory’s grand design,
Where weakness bows to wondrous power, and mortal meets divine.

Oh, redeemed heroes, heroines bold, your stories etch the sky,
In every trial conquered, every tear that dared to dry.
For Jesus, the Ultimate Hero, who stormed the gates of hell,
Redeems the frail and fallen, rings freedom’s triumphant bell.
No legend fades in history’s tome, no myth outshines this truth:
Your life, surrendered wholly, proves eternal, ageless youth.

In boardrooms, bedrooms, battlegrounds of soul and subtle war,
You charge with love’s unbreaking shield, forever seeking more.
To heal the wounded, lift the low, to shine where night prevails,
A heroine’s compassion, a hero’s faith that never fails.
For in His glory, you are crowned—not with laurels that decay,
But robes of righteousness eternal, in heaven’s bright array.

Live on, redeemed ones, in this epic of grace untold,
Heroes and heroines of the cross, with hearts of purest gold.
Every step a triumph song, every breath a victor’s cry,
Proclaiming Jesus Christ alone, who lives and never dies.
Amen.

Heroes And Heroines For Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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Every life lived for the glory of Jesus Christ, our Savior,
Is a heroic servant’s poem, etched in grace divine.
Not forged in thunder of kings or crowns of gold,
But in quiet surrender, where the soul is boldly sold
To the King who bled on Calvary’s tree,
Redeeming the broken, setting captives free.

Verse by verse, in trials’ fierce refrain,
The faithful scribe their story through joy and pain:
A mother’s prayer at dawn’s first light,
A laborer’s hands callused in the fight
Against the shadows of a fallen world,
Where love’s quiet banner is unfurled.

No epic halls or laurels bright adorn
The servant’s path, worn thin by thorns;
Yet in each act of mercy, each forgiving word,
Echoes the Savior’s voice, profoundly heard.
Feeding the hungry, clothing the bare,
Bearing the cross with unwavering stare—
These are the stanzas, bold and true,
Penned by hearts transformed, made anew.

Oh, heroic souls, in humble rhyme you shine,
Reflecting Christ’s light, eternally thine.
For in serving Him, the poem unfolds,
A testament of glory, in stories untold.
Every knee bent low, every voice raised high,
Proclaims the Savior who reigns on high.

Live on, dear servants, in this sacred art,
Your lives a masterpiece, close to His heart.
For Jesus, our Lord, the Author of all,
Turns obedience to ode, and weakness to call.
Amen.

Conviction, Repentance, and Resurrection: The Step-by-Step Miracle of Being Born Again in Christ Jesus by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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Summary of “Conviction, Repentance, and Resurrection: The Step-by-Step Miracle of Being Born Again in Christ Jesus”

This extended poem chronicles the profound spiritual journey of Christian salvation and rebirth through Jesus Christ, structured as a sequential, step-by-step process rooted in biblical principles. It unfolds in poetic verses, blending imagery of darkness yielding to light, death giving way to life, and human frailty transformed by divine grace.

  • Conviction (Awakening to Sin): The poem begins with a lost soul adrift in worldly emptiness, stirred by the Holy Spirit’s gentle conviction. Like rain on dry ground, guilt pierces the heart, shattering denial and prompting tears of realization—the essential first step of recognizing one’s need for God.
  • Repentance (Turning from Sin): Sorrow leads to humble confession and surrender. The penitent kneels, casting off pride and vices like autumn leaves, creating a contrite heart ready for mercy. This act of turning away from the old life burns away impurities, paving the way for true freedom.
  • Faith and Baptism (Dying and Rising with Christ): Belief in Jesus’ sacrificial death on the cross ignites trust. Baptism symbolizes burial of the old self in water, washing away sins through His blood, followed by emergence as a resurrected being—erased past, no lingering chains.
  • Indwelling of the Holy Spirit (New Birth): The Spirit descends like a dove or flame, filling the soul with power and making the believer a new creation, a child of God. Clothed in righteousness, the inward person is renewed, bearing fruits like love, joy, and peace, guided by Scripture.
  • Discipleship and Growth (Walking in Faith): Daily life involves prayer, worship, fellowship, and service. Armor against temptation—faith’s shield and truth’s sword—fortifies the journey. Trials refine character, community sharpens resolve, and perseverance builds toward maturity, from glory to glory.
  • Perseverance and Culmination (Eternal Resurrection): Amid challenges, hope anchors the soul. The poem crescendos to the final resurrection: a glorified body in heaven, free from pain, united with Christ. The entire process glorifies God, portraying rebirth as a symphony of mercy—from earthly awakening to eternal rest.

Overall, the poem emphasizes themes of grace, redemption, and transformation, portraying being “born again” (John 3:3) not as a single event but a miraculous, progressive miracle enabled solely by Jesus’ love, culminating in everlasting praise. It serves as an inspirational ode to faith’s transformative power, accessible yet deeply theological.

In the shadows of a soul once lost and torn,
A wanderer drifts through valleys dark and worn.
The weight of sin, like chains that bind the heart,
Whispers of despair, pulling worlds apart.
Eyes blind to grace, ears deaf to heaven’s call—
The first step: conviction, the Spirit’s thrall.
A stirring deep, a prick upon the conscience clear,
Awakening the need for something near.

Repentance blooms, a turning from the night,
Confessing wrongs beneath the Savior’s light.
Knees bend low in sorrow’s humble plea,
“Forgive me, Lord, and set my spirit free.”
The old self cracks, like tombs that roll away,
Dying to flesh in waters of the fray.
Buried with Him in baptism’s sacred tide,
The past dissolves where grace and truth abide.

From depths arise, renewed by faith’s embrace,
Believing in the cross, the empty space.
Jesus’ blood, the ransom paid in full,
Washes clean, makes scarlet white as wool.
The Holy Spirit descends like dove’s soft wing,
Filling the void, making dead hearts sing.
A new creation, born of water and the Word,
Alive in Christ, where once the soul was blurred.

Now walk in light, with steps ordained anew,
Fruits of the Spirit in all you say and do.
Love, joy, peace—the armor of the faith,
Guarding the heart from temptation’s wraith.
Fellowship grows in the body of the King,
Worship and service, letting praises ring.
No longer slave, but child of God above,
Eternal life, wrapped in unending love.

At journey’s end, the promise shines so bright,
Transformed forever in His glorious sight.
Born again by Jesus, step by faithful step,
From death to life, in His eternal kept.
The veil is lifted, heaven’s gates ajar—
Redeemed, restored, a shining guiding star.
In Him we rise, reborn and ever free,
Glory to the Lamb for eternity.

Souls for Jesus: Our Eternal Purpose, Sacred Privilege, and Unquenchable Passionate Mission in the Harvest Fields by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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Souls for Jesus! This is our purpose,
Etched in the stars by the Father’s hand,
A calling that echoes through time’s vast circuit,
To seek the lost in every land.
From the throne of grace, the mandate rings clear,
Go forth, disciple, draw them near.

Souls for Jesus! This is our privilege,
A sacred honor, a crown to wear,
Not earned by might, but by His bridge—
The cross that tore the veil in prayer.
We stand as ambassadors, clothed in light,
Bearing the Gospel through day and night.

Souls for Jesus! This is our passionate mission,
A flame unquenched by storm or doubt,
Hearts ablaze in holy ignition,
Shouting His love where shadows shout.
In streets and fields, the harvest waits,
Ripe with souls at heaven’s gates.

Awaken, believer, to the urgent plea,
The fields are white, the workers few (John 4:35),
With Bible in hand and bent on knee,
Proclaim the One who makes all new.
From city sprawl to desert sand,
Win them for Christ with outstretched hand.

No greater joy than a soul reborn,
Baptized in waters of grace divine,
Freed from chains where sin had torn,
Now walking paths where angels shine.
Our purpose pulses in every vein,
Privilege lifts us through joy and pain.

Souls for Jesus—let the chorus swell,
In boardrooms bold or prison cell,
A mission passionate, truth to tell:
That Jesus saves from the grip of hell.
Unquenchable fire, let it burn bright,
Till earth’s last soul beholds the Light.

For this we live, for this we die,
Eternal purpose in His eye,
Sacred privilege, under sky—
Passionate mission, souls drawn nigh
To Jesus, King, forevermore,
In harvest fields, we seek, we soar!

Jubilant Riches Unveiled: The Holy Scriptures as the True Christian’s Glorious Treasure Trove of Endurance, Encouragement, and Everlasting Hope by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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The poem, under the jubilant title Jubilant Riches Unveiled: The Holy Scriptures as the True Christian’s Glorious Treasure Trove of Endurance, Encouragement, and Everlasting Hope!, exuberantly portrays the Bible as an incomparable heavenly treasure chest overflowing with spiritual riches exclusively for true believers in Christ.

It opens by likening Scripture to a divine vault of gold and jewels, evoking praise and joy (“Hallelujah!”) as it references Romans 15:4, emphasizing how ancient writings were penned to instruct and liberate souls.

The core stanzas celebrate three key gems:

  • Endurance as resilient diamonds and rubies, strengthened through trials.
  • Encouragement as flowing pearls and comforting whispers from Psalms and prophets, uplifting the weary.
  • Hope as a vast sapphire sea of eternal promise, far surpassing earthly wealth.

The poem culminates in a triumphant call to rejoice, dive into this opulent inheritance, and unite in song, affirming the Word’s living power as the ultimate crown of gold in Christ’s name—igniting jubilant faith and bold testimony for every disciple. Overall, it’s a rapturous ode to Scripture’s transformative bounty, blending biblical truth with vivid imagery of victory and delight.

In vaults of heaven, etched in gold divine,
The Scriptures gleam, a treasure pure and fine—
For every true disciple of the King,
A chest of jewels that makes the spirit sing!

Hallelujah! Burst forth in joyful praise,
These ancient words ignite eternal blaze:
“For all was written,” Romans cries with glee,
To teach our souls, set captive hearts free!

Endurance blooms like diamonds in the mine,
Forged in the fire of trials that refine;
Through storms and shadows, patience stands tall,
A ruby fortress, unyielding to the squall.

Encouragement cascades like rivers of pearl,
Comforting whispers in a weary world—
Psalms of triumph, prophets’ victorious call,
Lifting the fallen, enriching one and all!

And oh, the hope! A sapphire sea so vast,
Everlasting promise, holding steadfast;
No earthly riches compare to this delight,
The Bible’s bounty, our beacon in the night.

Rejoice, true Christian, in this opulent store,
Wealth beyond measure, forevermore—
Scripture’s embrace, our crown of living gold,
In Christ’s great name, our stories boldly told!

Dive deep, dear seeker, claim your royal share,
In every verse, God’s riches beyond compare;
Jubilant hearts unite in rapturous song,
The Word alive—our treasure, ever strong!

For Those Who Are Truly Redeemed, The True Treasure Of Life Is The Inerrant Holy Scriptures by Debbie Harris

14 Tuesday Oct 2025

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May the inerrant,

perfect, Holy

inspired, hope

producing, life- giving

transforming breath

of God found in the

Holy Scriptures be our

only true inestimable

treasure in our lives!

In the Embrace of Freedom: A Sonnet Commemorating the Release of the Jewish Hostages 10-13-25 by Debbie Harris

13 Monday Oct 2025

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The sonnet, titled “In the Embrace of Freedom: A Sonnet Commemorating the Release of the Jewish Hostages,” celebrates the liberation of Jewish hostages from captivity. It vividly contrasts their past suffering—described as being bound in “shadowed vaults” and “iron chains” under the grip of hate—with the triumphant moment of their release. The poem portrays their freedom as a divine, miraculous event, marked by a radiant light breaking through despair. It highlights their return home from Gaza, emphasizing the joy and relief of their safe homecoming, with families reunited. The sonnet concludes with a call for widespread celebration, attributing their liberation to a higher power, symbolized as “heaven’s hand.”

In shadowed vaults where iron chains did bind,
The echoes of despair once filled the night,
Yet from the storm of strife, a light divine
Breaks forth, unyielding, fierce, and burning bright.
The Jewish captives, long in terror’s hold,
Held fast by hands of hate and hollow creed,
Now taste the air of home, their stories told
In whispers soft, where once was only need.

Oh, miracle of mercy, swift and sure,
The gates swing wide beneath the desert sun;
From Gaza’s grip, they rise, renewed, secure—
Mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, one by one.
Let joy resound in every heart and land:
The hostages are free—by heaven’s hand!