Lost Tear #poetry #devotion

bloody tears

Who is the victor

and where is defeat?

earth drenched with blood

tears we can’t keep

If we hold this life

too close or too tight

we  lose ourselves

in this bloodthirsty fight

take heart dear soul

don’t fear the end

stand for your Lord

the righteous we depend

 

 

“And He was saying to them all, “If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself, and take up his cross daily and follow Me.24“For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake, he is the one who will save it. 25“For what is a man profited if he gains the whole world, and loses or forfeits himself?…”

Luke 9:23-25

As we sit in the world’s bleachers and watch men and women take a final stand, do we cheer their victory? Or do we shake in fear? Men, women and children are dying for faith each day. Thousands have been burned to death,  beheaded, or shot. How can we not honor the martyrs of our time who have stood knowing their lives were forfeit? Fetid is the evil that thinks it has gained a foothold of respect or notoriety. How dare the evil of this day think they have anything but manure to offer this world.

Fear not for He is with you!!!

Past the Horizon #poetry #photography

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the master in search of one

who’s willful at the start

now cold and all alone

brings sadness to his heart

searching, mindful of the lost

never turning left nor right

against him darkness plots

to keep the one from sight

thorns bruise on journey’s way

still the master onward goes

willing with his life to pay

perfect love, he knows

sunk into the mire deep

the master’s pull is strong

the lamb can only bleat

as she is pulled from harm

the master in search of one

his mission always clear

death has no hold on love

the lost are each one dear

horizon

 

Today’s prompt at Poet’s United is Martyr. The definition is: “Someone who is killed for their religious beliefs.”

The shepherd in the Bible is used as an example of a person who will go far and wide for the love of the sheep. This same shepherd considers little the cost of this occupation. Somehow I feel that the martyr is like this shepherd – too busy in the search to worry about the sacrifice.

“O death where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” 1 Corinthians 15:55

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kayla’s Song #devotion #poetry #kaylamueller

The part of me that pains the most

also gets me out of bed…”

The memory of all He’s done

so little I have to dread

without your hope there is nothing left

no sky, no hills, no sea

But with the loving knowledge I hold

None can break the will in me

Look up behold His nail pierced hands

no longer on that tree

the Lord sent on  a servant’s deed

He came and rescued me

You men of terror

I shed a tear

You score your life with death

my savior rules with love divine

you are lost eternally bereft

The part of me that pains the most

also gets me out of bed…”

The victory in all He’s done

I am not afraid of death

 

 

“I find God in the suffering eyes reflected in mine.  If this is how You (God) are revealed to me, this is how I will forever seek You.” Kayla Jean Mueller (a martyr at the hands of ISIS)

You have probably heard of the senseless death of Kayla Jean Mueller- be inspired by her faith and her victory.

This poem is inspired by the last letter that her parents received from women that were released who shared a cell with Kayla. The italicized words are her own.

You can read her letter here.

Kayla is not the only martyr in this reign of terror. Be strong and courageous for the days are filled with evil…

 

“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly.”

John 10:10

 

 

“When hard pressed, I cried to the Lord; He brought me into a spacious place.
The Lord is with me; I will not be afraid.  What can mere mortals do to me?
The Lord is with me; he is my helper.  I look in triumph on my enemies.”

Psalm 118:5-7

 

“If God is for us who can be against us?”

Romans 8:31