(Theology Poem) Prophet

Prophet

 

What is a Prophet, is there really such a thing in these days that we live

Is it something from our past that mankind in our wisdom has out lived

Who is it that would dare say they are such a thing as a speaker of God

Do we believe things the Scriptures have told us for thousands of years

Today if a person says they are a Prophet do they say this hoping for profit

 

 

Are we living in Spiritual darkness, are these the last days of mankind

Are we living in a time that our ears cannot hear nor can our eyes see

If one stands up and speaks only God’s truth, would anyone of us listen

If we are living in the last days in darkness of which the Scriptures speak

What shall we do, will we know a chosen vessel of God, or will our hearts be cold

Friends, Prophets will be both men and women that God for Himself has chosen

Will our sarcasm, our ignorance and ego’s lead us to live in Hell’s fiery pit below

(Theology Poem) For G-d Is With Thee

(The Idea For This Poem Came From The Bible, Old Testament, 1st Chronicles Chapter 17)

Shall we build a house to honor the Lord

Do we honor the Lord in our own house

Can we do better than that of our Fathers

Are our feet planted in the Earth unmovable 

Do our own children and theirs know The Lord

I have been a wanderer all of my days, but for what

Along with the dirt I have washed my hands in blood

Will our children choose a better path than our own

Our Children and their, have we nurtured them in wisdom

Is not The Lord’s Path true Manna from the Throne of G-d

Will we indeed build a house for the lord to dwell in 

Does The Lord dwell in the house in which we live

Does not The Spirit of The Lord dwell in His believers

There is no greater gift than that of G-d’s Living Spirit

For the walk of a Saint shows the world The Spirit Of G-d

(Theology Type Of Poem) What We See, But Also, What We Don’t See

What We See, But Also, What We Don’t See

 

We are all in the Womb, so what did we know and when

So, what did we see with our first memory, of anything

What did we know when we first remember seeing the Sun

How many folks have we seen through our heart, for a while

When did we each say, here I am, and remember that memory

 

There is always a time when we look right through our life, like a grind

We all walked past the Daily Hurdles life so kindly keep twirling at us

Did we notice and remember the people who slid in and out of our daily life

Stages of how you and I look now look in the memories of others cared about

Grades at every step, in deed we’re prodded and Rated, but what were we taught

 

Those around us who we know, how many of those folks don’t even recognize us

Yet how many wonderful people have we walked by because we didn’t see them

One side is irate cause the memories they see were far from being great ones

With Gray Hair we understand better what our senses of youth were blind to

When we understand that only by the Grace of G-d, have you or I, ever been

 

(Theology Poem) Trust And Rest

Trust And Rest

 

True rest is a trusted rest that is well-earned and deserved

Does not even the Lord choose to rest from His chosen labors

Yet rest not while the work is yet at your hands and your feet

A slothful man will starve both  himself and all of his family

Confidence in one rest is when all of their harvest has been sown

 

When ones mind seeks sin there is no true rest of their Soul

When a parent has a rebellious child they can never sleep well

Candles burnt at both ends brings death early to our own door

Anxiety is a persecution of the heart that allows the mind no rest

For can one truly rest when they cannot trust who is in our head

 

Trust and rest are like a full harvest as they are all fully earned

The bones grow weak when we party with the Devil and the Moon

Slothfulness disrupts the alpha rhythms of our rim sleep and our rest

The weary in the Lord shall enjoy their rest when their work is done

Trustworthy is the rest we will receive when our Soul returns to G-d

(Theology Poem) G-d’s Judgement Upon Our Nations

G-d’s Judgement Upon Our Nations

 

Children of the Earth lend me your ear, and listen to my words

The Lord of the Heavens has brought us up as His Holy children

The Earth listens yet why does His children still continue to rebel

A mule knows the voice of his master yet we people ignore our own

When children provoke their Father should we not expect His wrath

 

 

Children, why do we continue to choose to be stricken with grief

From the sole of our feet to our crown is there no wisdom in us

Our Country and our Cities are havens for murderers and thieves

Yet we questioned not those who had authority over our own children

If not for a small remnant of the Lord’s Saints would we all be dead

 

Why do we bother to enter the Lord’s House covered in innocent blood

Know ye not that the Lord turns His Face from the prayers of the wicked

We stretch forth our hands only for money and the homes of the fatherless

Our Princes are lovers of power and gifts and are bedfellows of like swine

The Elephants and Donkeys devour the Widows and Homeless as we smile

The World must soon repent or we will be destroyed by the fire of The Lord

 

 

 

Theology Poem: Their Is Only One Thing We Own

Their Is Only One Thing We Own

 

We bought us a Hector of land about 3 yrs ago

It even had a three bedroom planted upon its face

We’re even blessed with two old sleds, but they ride

Could we all be more alive if we just owned more toys

Own the Business, but, do we really ever own the fame

 

There are many generations of those whom have owned this land

How many striped backs have worked this very place that I stand

Grass to timber, back to grass, then back to trees, again and again

Did a Red Man before me own it, if so, which people were they of

Did a Cave Man or maybe a Monkey or even a Chimp lay claim to it

 

Do the Trees think they own the Stars as well as the Ground below

The Skies hold the Rain but are the Skies beholding to the night breeze

How is it that I think to my self, yes I do own this, and I also own that

The Air owns the Man, the Man has never been in control of his Air

The Only Thing that We Own is Our Own Name, waiting in Line Up There

Theology Poem: Compassion

Theology Poem: Compassion

 

Should we kneel and pray for the things we have done

Should man only fast in certain months throughout the year

When our Elders did Fast, did they only do so in times of plenty

When we eat and when we drink do we share with our friends

Did the poor ever savor our crumbs or did we take them from them

 

Have we ignored the words of the Lord’s Prophets throughout time

True judgement is to shew mercy and Compassion to friend and foe

Those who oppress the Widow and the Children oppresses the Lord

The Greedy pull away and stop their ears to the truth of Compassion

The hearts of the wealthy are often like a stone, no Compassion within

 

The Spirit of The Lord see’s those Souls who refuse to live by Compassion

In turn The Lord will not hear their cries for what they would not give

The High Minded, Arrogant and selfish consider Compassion to be weakness

If we choose to live without Compassion The Lord will turn His Face from us

Compassion, no Soul lives in isolation, good or bad, before The Lord we will Kneel

 

Theology Poem: Evil Cards Will Burn

Theology Poem: Evil Cards Will Burn

 

The Wealthy are like Lions lurking in the weeds

Can anyone remove themselves from their jaws

Evil gives to the Rich as they steal from the poor

Wealthy Politicians steal the Homes of the Widows

Fools, The Lord sees your ways and you He will judge

 

The Lord has set His feet upon the roof of the Stars

Millions of Planets He has created and He has dominion

Earth He rented to man, it’s now covered in innocent blood

At Your Name Lord the Mountains and the Rivers do shake

Yet to the Faithful You have given the Path to Your Glory

 

Lord rebuke the evil liars and remove them from Our Office

Destroy the Temples of Wealth built on the backs of the poor

Lord bring down the Politicians who put Party before the people

Bake the acidic forked tongues of these snakes in Hell’s Fire

The Lord Judges Righteously, so these Cards of Satan will burn

 

 

 

(Theology) The War Will Never Ever End

THE WAR WILL NEVER EVER END

(I FIRST PUBLISHED THIS ARTICLE OF NOVEMBER 18th OF 2012)

Today the headlines from Israel and Gaza, war, more deaths and destruction. In 1948 the Jewish people took back about 1% of the Holy Land and renamed it Israel, as it was, is, and will always be. The people that later became known as the Palestinians were displaced into the other 99% of the Middle-East. None of their Islamic brothers wanted them and they became know as a people without a Nation, displaced. The Arab people who did take them in like the people of Jordan soon threw them out because of the ways in which they acted toward their hosts. Even though their brothers who possess 99% of all the land, no one wants them in their countries. Instead, these “brothers” used them as a pawn for over sixty years, not supporting them, just using them.

Then the Israeli PM did that which he had no authority to do, he gave up some of the Israeli land in an effort to obtain peace with the Palestinian people and their Islamic neighbors. The PM gave them what is now called the West Bank and Gaza, hoping for peace. As I wrote then, Israel only accomplished giving these hate filled people closer bases into which to use to attack Israel and their people from.

God gave to the Israeli PM his just reward for giving away land that is no mans property to give away. He was told not to do it, he did it anyway. He quickly stroked, suffered, never repented and died. This is called the Holy Lands for a reason, this land above all of earths land is called Holy because it is where Christ will rule from the NEW Jerusalem after Satan and his angels are put into hell for ever.

Toward the end of times the ten demons who possess the ten human rulers here on earth new Jerusalem will be sub-planted by the three demon generals who sit at Satan’s left hand. These three “super leaders” will come from the three divisions of human powers. 1) the Americas, 2) Europe/Russia, 3) Asia. You see yet, the sign of God is 3, the sign of man is 6. The three men who would be gods, three of the last four “super” anti-Christs. Have you figured out yet who “The” anti-Christ is, The Root who sub-plants them from beneath is? Should be obvious, their boss, Satan himself, The Anti-Christ. He who would be God but who will instead only rule Hell once the trumpet of God sounds. He comes from beneath for two symbolic reasons. One is because where he now is “god” is geographically beneath the current world super powers where his base is. His throne is now upon the Temple Mount above the Wailing Wall as he demands “Submission” from all.

When Gods’ trumpet sounds, the world will then see and understand that they have been duped by their leaders and that these “super” leaders have been Satan’s henchmen. Friends, it will be too late for those who bowed to the will of Satan to repent. The demons will be cast straightway into Hell because they have already been judged. Satan will be cast into his new Kingdom after the last humans have had their turn before the  judgement seat of Christ. Unfortunately, billions of duped humans will spend forever there in the fire with him. This religion IS NOT a “great and peaceful religion” no matter what the buffoons say on TV. IT IS the most powerful attack on the people of earth that has ever been established.——-“THE WAR WILL NEVER END—UNTIL GODS’ TRUMPET SOUNDS”…..People wake up, or you are going to die twice, 1) the physical death, 2) Eternal separation from the presence and grace of God in Hell with Satan and his followers…… People, Please wake up!!!

Theology Poem: The Path Of The Fool

The Path Of The Fool

 

He that walks in darkness shall lose his Soul

The Wise ponder the Lord’s will day and night

The words of darkness are like unto a dry river

Evil hearts are like a garden planted in the dust

Food’s of darkness will wither and be cast into the fire

 

Why do the Evil rage at acts of kindness and goodness

The Rulers and the Rich conspire against God’s Holy One

Steel bands are out upon the hands and feet of the innocent

They steal the lands and the food from the table of the fatherless

The Father is watching from His Throne and is filled with rath

 

The Heathen are but chafe for the fires prepared for them

The Lord shall break them into peaces like dried clay pots

The Son shall sit upon the Temple Mount and rule His creation

A wise man serves the Lord with fear and with a heart of love

He who chooses darkness walks his own Soul into the fire