Every time that I think of the crucifixion of Christ, I commit the sin of envy.
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Paul was to know and proclaim God's will, His purpose, in view of Israel's rejection of christ. Had god been taken by surprise in the crucifixion of Christ Would He now be forced to resort to some makeshift arrangement No, for the crucifixion was all part of--indeed, the central part of, His secret, eternal plan, now revealed to Paul.
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Ashamed To Honour Symbolic Death Crucifixion?
this one polished show claimed to be a Christian
yet when rare gifted he was with two unique poems
powerfully written in embodied bold Holy Spirit
this one swiftly destroyed these unique blessings
claimed people might believe him a religious nut
disciples of Jesus originally fear denounced Christ
in shock terror mortal fear for their threatened lives
followers fearing flogging crucifixion a criminal death
later disciples Holy Spirit lead witnessed their truth
were prepared to die and did for Christ their master
this one thinks martyr's crown in heaven foolishness
of five crowns worn in heaven martyrs crown highest
why of the five crowns is martyrs crown highest?
worn only by Christian martyrs who died in Christ
this one renounces Christ's name as inconvenient
is ashamed to honour symbolic death crucifixion?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Disciples Of Jesus Overcame Denouncement Fear Of Death
disciples of Jesus originally fear denounced Christ
in shock terror mortal fear for their threatened lives
followers fearing flogging crucifixion a criminal death
later disciples Holy Spirit lead witnessed their truth
were prepared to die and did for Christ their master
poem by Terence George Craddock
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If i die?
If i die will any1 miss me?
If i die will i be remembered?
If i die will they cry because im gone?
If i die will my best friend be there?
If i die will she care?
If i die would people change the way they think?
If i commit suicide will people judge the person that I was?
If i commit suicide will I get to see my sis because shes in heaven?
If i commit suicide will some1 blame themself?
If i commit suicide will my parents be embarresed to call me their son?
If i think of these things constantly should i commit suicide and take the easy way out or should i fight and pray to god for the best?
Conviction (I)
Christ died for God and me
Upon the crucifixion tree
For God a spoken Word
For me a Sword
For God a hymn of praise
For me eternal days
For God an explanation
For me salvation.
poem by Stevie Smith
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A Call For Crucifixion
Interesting remarks came in rumpantly as it could. A particular remark proved indelible in all results collated. Seeing forth the one with the extra flair. Holding onto that single hope of reaching the prudent. As I swam in the pool of remarks, I dived to save an incessant unsual call and with an extension of my right hand. Glee became our comfort. From all cylinders, numerous remarks came firing-in. Neither was it hectic nor easy to separate the unique from the lot. 'Save Him, Save Him' was the modest remark made by the masses @ Mt. Calvary. Anxiously did they wait to see a phenomenom. Praying persistently as never before. Wishing their prospects could materialise in the nick of time. None of it did they live to see. Time went by even with the blink of the eye and sooner than expected, the unexpected happened. To many a people, It became a bleak news & sorrowful so to speak. Crucifixion! Crucifixion! ! Crucifixion! ! !
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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Do You Believe In: Jesus Christ Or The Cosmic Christ?
Easter is a time where we celebrate
the crucifixion of Jesus Christ
who is God Himself who died for our sins,
where we celebrate His resurrection
from death, where we proclaim
that through no other name,
no other person, there is salvation
from the penalty of sin
which the Bible explicitly states as death,
but at this very time there is an attack
on the Godhood of Jesus Christ,
where Afrikaans and English churches
in South Africa, churches throughout
the entire world,
are starting to follow the teachings
that Jesus was but a mere human being.
Where it is argued that God the Father
is guilty of child abuse,
in sending His Son to pay the penalty
for our sins instead of letting us
pay the price for them,
where Jesus Christ who is God Himself,
came down to this earth
to sacrifice His own life for us.
Further it is argued that Jesus Christ
was not resurrected from the grave,
that His body was eaten by dogs,
and that His disciples and apostles
lied about Him appearing to them,
it is argued that Jesus Christ
did not ascend to His Father in heaven
and some of the things
clearly stated in the holy Bible
is being seen as only myth
and thus men are saying
that Jesus Christ was only a man.
This poem is no attack on any church,
but as a follower of Jesus Christ
I see it as my duty
to proclaim Him and a relationship
with Him as the only way to salvation.
Behind the scenes Jesus Christ
who is God and who is
the Son of God, is being debased
to only a son of the gods
and slowly but surely lowered
to the position of only a prophet,
while ecumenism is spreading
to take hands, to find
a universal compatible christ
for all religions world wide
(by uniting Christian
and non-Christian religions)
and the way is opened
for the cosmic christ to appear,
who his believers clearly state
to be another person from Jesus Christ.
According to the Holy Bible
there are only two forces
interacting in this world
and the one is from God
and the other is from Satan
and as a believer
in the holy Bible only
as the word of God,
I choose to follow Jesus Christ
and God leaves a free choice
for whomever you decide to believe in.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Apostles
(3/9/12)
Different directions the apostles had traveled
Most of life's questions - CHRIST had unraveled.
They had questions and doubts as many do
But what they saw in CHRIST
They knew his words were true.
So many miracles that they had seen
But their faith was always tested in between.
They fell asleep when CHRIST went to the
Mountaintop to pray- they couldn't keep
Their eyes open- what could they say.
When CHRIST fell asleep in the boat
And the winds and rain began
Fear entered their hearts and they
Woke CHRIST for his helping hand.
The lord questioned their faith
As he raised his hands to the sky
As the winds and rains did subside.
The biggest tests were yet to come
After the last supper was done.
Betrayal, denial, and crucifixion
Was in motion - to find out each
Ones devotion.
He predicted that Judas would betray him
And peter would deny him three times
And for him the end of the line.
Now we all know that this was gods plan
That the apostles will preach throughout the lands
They would create Christianity, and it would live
Through eternity.
© L.Rams
poem by Louis Rams
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Envy and Admiration
Oh how I envy my sister
Every time she talks
Every time she walks
Every time she goes somewhere
I envy my sister every minute of the day
She talks like there’s no stopping her
She owns her walk all the time
She gets to have freedom to go wherever she wants
She gets to drive when she wants to
She is the lucky sister that I very much envy
But yet I still admire her with all of my heart
I admire her for her strength
I admire her for her willingness to speak out
I admire her for her ability to stand out in the crowd
She is the sister that I admire every minute of the day
How can I envy and admire her both?
She makes my insides fill with jealousy
But yet she fills my heart and brain with admiration
After confessing this, I still feel envy and admiration for my older sister…will it ever end? ? ?
poem by Casey Lyon
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One Crucifixion is recorded—only
553
One Crucifixion is recorded—only—
How many be
Is not affirmed of Mathematics—
Or History—
One Calvary—exhibited to Stranger—
As many be
As persons—or Peninsulas—
Gethsemane—
Is but a Province—in the Being's Centre—
Judea—
For Journey—or Crusade's Achieving—
Too near—
Our Lord—indeed—made Compound Witness—
And yet—
There's newer—nearer Crucifixion
Than That—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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They are no longer going to serve you well. You have to commit. I think the biggest word is commit. I hear women say to me all the time, and men - I want to, I want to.
quote by Suzanne Somers
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I Envy Nothing But One
I don’t envy the angels with wings who can fly
I’ve been soaring in the beautiful sky of your love
I don’t envy the beauty of the rainbow
You’ve made me the most beautiful woman in your love
I don’t envy the freedom of the dolphins swimming in the ocean
I’ve been swimming in the ocean of your loving eyes
I don’t envy Shakespeare for his love poems
I’ve become the greatest poet since I met you
I don’t envy Romeo’s faith to Juliet
You’ve never turned your heart from me, not even once
I don’t envy the softness of the dew the morning has
You’ve been kissing me gently with your tender lips
I don’t envy Monalisa’s wonderful smile Leonardo has
I’ve got one of mine on your face
I don’t envy the sweet sound a harp has
I’ve got a sweeter one when you whisper in my ears
I envy nothing but one
The way you love and make me feel this way
poem by Santi Dewi Sihombing
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Worn Only By Christian Martyrs
this one thinks martyr's crown in heaven foolishness
of five crowns worn in heaven martyrs crown highest
why of the five crowns is martyrs crown highest?
worn only by Christian martyrs who died in Christ
this one renounces Christ's name as inconvenient
is ashamed to honour symbolic death crucifixion?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Casted Shadows
A casted shadow
falls upon your shoulders
a part of life
that can't be divided
It's like
a crucifixion of Christ
nailed through the hands
It will stay for eternity
unless you stand up and fight
don't let the shadows
run your life
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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For DIONY
dO NOT BE like god
who must speak in crooked lines
i am not your
loyal servant and i have less time
now to
analyze what you really want to mean
to me
speak clearly
for i am listening
do not murmur
do not eat your words like supper
lest i suffer
and do what you do not want me to do
i am far
you are 12 thousands miles away from me
she is married
and her husband is crazy
buying a gun and bullets
speak clearly now
tell me about the story of your true love
her being lonely
this Helen of Troy of Yours
and the impending game of death and pain
teach me now
how not to sow the apple of discord
the envy and sorrow
the death of morality
the crucifixion of integrity
speak clearly now
or i will be the one to end this
poem.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Want To Be Lost In You
I want to be so lost in you
And have my heart be pure and true
That when they come and look for me
It's Christ alone that they shall see
Look into the depths of me
Is it Christ my Lord you see?
Walk with me along the way
Have you walked with Christ today?
Listen to me share my heart
Do you wanna be a part?
Of Christ the Lord my risen King
And to His throne your treasures bring
When I'm caught up in the waves
Can you see the Christ that saves?
When all the world has turned on me
Is it Christ that they shall see?
When it's time for me to die
Will I raise my hands on high?
And sing aloud with all my might
Of Christ my King, a glorious sight
poem by Frank McEleny
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One’s drive
I should marry such a woman
As others would envy me my wife.
I should attain such a position
As others would envy me my place.
I should construct such a building
As others would envy me my house.
In absence of others, I have no drive.
Envy, not love, influences one’s drive.
03.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Christmas Tag
when season comes, where laughter and joy
hold every hearts, and the humid air passes
in and out in our homes, its christmas time
christmas is a time of everything in all seasons,
giving of what you have, sharing of the bounty
of blessing to others, and forgiving of those
who offended, us, is just but a values that, your
heart desire
all that is shared, with all humility, the spirit of
Christ birth has come to live, in our lives, that's the
most significant feature in this session of merry go
round in the table of gifts
each year remember His natal day, the Emmanuel
that lives with us, till the end of time, this is a time to
restore, renew, and commit, the friendship that bridge
mankind to God
its a very simple celebration, a christmas with Christ
in our hearts, a remembrance that soulful attitude be
in every season, in every wall and corner, in every life,
and in every moment with your love one, even if they
have already gone
a christmas that brings deep celebration of jubilation,
empowered us to redeem and claim that, the Christ
we believe and live, is truly our brother, a rightful
ascendancy, that through baptism, we are the son of the
Father in heaven
as the season is nearing to us, the flames that lighted our
candle, has cool, to the door of hope in the kingdom to come
happy new year and have a prosperous years in our
life
' may the candle we bring, be lighted with the Christ
through out eternity '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Poem: Forever Scarred
Spiked to pair of wooden, interlocking beams,
He hung bleeding, after being severely whipped.
There Christ experienced for the first time,
what it really meant to be like us -
bruised, dirty and covered by a legacy of sin
that clamors for our eventual death.
On that fateful day of His crucifixion,
our Lord felt the agony of separation,
as Jehovah turned His back towards earth,
being unable to gaze lovingly at The Son.
In Christ's final hours of suffering,
God's presence had departed from Him;
He was subjected to physical pain,
the shame from emotional wounds of rejection,
the ridicule concerning His destiny
and divine, heavenly authority.
Today He wears the disfiguring reminders,
permanently in His holy and glorified body,
while His eyes drip with tears of forgiveness;
it's an unending testament of His Love for us,
having been… forever scarred.
poem by Joseph James Breunig 3rd
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Easter Sermon
Each Easter three words come to mind, Betrayal, Crucifixion and Resurrection. We wonder how these can be relevant within our daily lives.
Betrayal.
Betrayal normally comes from people we hold close, friends and even our family.
Crucifixion.
Crucifixion comes from the words they bandy about to others making us look as if we are nasty and cheap. We then get the sly glances and whispering remarks behind our back from others whose words are based on what the betrayer has said.
Resurrection.
Resurrection comes when we rise above the sly remarks and innuendoes that are said. Rise above them and start a new and better life.
Yes, those three words are relevant within our daily lives. We need only look, around and we will see them everyday in people’s lives and we have probably felt them ourselves in our own lives from time to time.
Amen
12 April 2009
Author’s Note.
For those who may not know I am a pretend Preacher in a Western Town called Deadwood which I helped build. I have a church and as the Preacher I have to give a service on the Sundays whenever we are there. The above is my Easter Sermon I delivered on Sunday 12 April 2009. I always keep my sermons short to ensure no one falls asleep while I am delivering them. Thank you for reading this.
DVH.
poem by David Harris
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