Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XXVII)
Job Speaks On:
The ways of God, I will reveal;
His dealings, I will not conceal;
Embittered has the Lord, my soul;
Yet, I won’t speak anything foul.
My lips shall speak only the truth;
My tongue shall not tell things uncouth;
I stand by what I say till death;
Injustice, I will not bequeath.
My heart reproaches not my days;
O let my foes have unjust ways;
Wickedness, I’m ready to face;
I’ll maintain my innocent gaze.
What can the impious expect,
When lying on the verge of death?
Will God hear his cry with respect,
When peril strikes before last breath?
Will impious for help ask God?
Will he implore upon the Lord?
Have you not seen the wicked talk?
Without their God, all life, they walk!
Although, he has children many,
The sword becomes their destiny;
His offspring shall not receive bread,
No one will bury them, when dead!
His silver-dust though be a mound,
And garments can the world confound,
The innocent, his wealth begets,
Enjoying clothes and all his debts.
His house like cobwebs disappears,
He lives forever with his fears;
All that he has is lost o’er-night;
He opens eyes but can’t see light!
The Tempest puts him off his base;
The storm sweeps him out of his place!
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Sonnet: Men Today
I rarely see a person speak the truth;
I barely know a soul who keeps promise;
I surely hate a man whose tongue is smooth;
I nearly got in trouble with a kiss.
How lovely ’tis to see children at play!
How truly love can blind the eyes that meet!
How duly rises sun at dawn of day!
How poorly earthlings care for one’s own feet!
The world is shrinking though it looks so vast;
The heart of man has turned so cold these days;
The righteous ones are vanishing so fast;
The mind of man has turned crazy in ways.
The modern man is foolish and unwise;
He’s money-mad and lives in sin and vice!
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The Fruit of Deception
In this short life looms a quicker deception leading to longer death,
This will be the outcome for many when they hear The Lord's breath.
They too will be like the Antichrist, who is doomed to Eternal Death,
The Lord Jesus will overcome this wicked one simply with His breath.
Through the cunning work of the god of this world many are deceived,
They may have close fellowship as Judas did but never truly believed.
Always learning, but they never are able to acknowledge God's truth,
They think God's grace is freedom to sin and they walk about aloof.
They even walk around intellectually espousing some of God's Truth,
However The Truth never reached their heart to produce lasting fruit.
The fruit my friend is your deeds in life and some lives are a mess,
The lasting fruit comes from Heaven and is fruit of Righteousness.
Even if your life's a mess, The Good Lord is very Gracious my friend,
If you truly believe He'll clean you up and your wickedness will end.
The choice is yours as you can repent today and in The Lord believe,
Or be like many that profess today but have hearts that are deceived.
They choose to live their lives doing what's right in their own eyes,
God's not fooled and they'll find out one day and truly be surprised.
Even though they walked through life with eyes they chose not to see,
But they will one day when He says, I never knew you, depart from Me.
(Copyright © 05/2002)
God’s with Us – a Song Poem
I longed to earn in righteous ways;
I worked quite hard but that didn’t pay;
I cried to God to help me face,
the troubles coming, night and day.
Yet, strife came frequently in life,
And stole the hope I nurtured long;
Oh, should I turn to worldly ways?
The question vexed my heart and soul.
If heaven was my only goal,
I could not follow evil ways;
If God was watching me suffer,
Why didn’t He help me when I prayed?
I got the answer in due course –
God need not do the things we ask;
He knows what things are best for us –
We earthlings cannot comprehend!
I held to God with all my might;
Nothing in life then gave me fright;
I tried to see with divine sight;
My problems kept becoming light.
My life is now an easy task;
My soul is purer, nearer God;
God gives me everything I ask;
My soul is tuned to serve the Lord!
’Tis God who gives us every breath,
and helps us live our lives on earth;
We ought to put our trust in God,
And thank Him for His unique love.
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Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XXXIV)
‘O men of wisdom, hear me speak!
O men of knowledge, watch me seek,
The truth for ourselves, what is right,
And learn what’s good with good fore-sight! ’
For, Job maintains, he’s innocent,
And God took all his due, decent;
What kind of man is Job, matters?
He drinks blasphemies like waters.
He lives in evil company,
And knows men wicked, so many!
Job says it profits man nothing,
When he does things to God, pleasing.
But God is far from wickedness;
He lives in only righteousness;
He corrects men with misconduct,
And reminds them of their product!
God cannot act so wickedly;
Justice is loved by Almighty;
Who gave him power over earth?
Who made all things and gave each, birth?
If God takes off man’s spirit back,
And breath divine, all men should lack,
Perish must all together fast,
And turn to dust of present / past!
Hear this, O Job, do it now please!
‘To condemn the Supreme One, Cease! ’
’Tis man who goes back to earth’s dust!
Could God of justice, be unjust?
Who tells a king, he is worthless?
Who tells nobles, they are ruthless?
God favors neither rich nor poor,
For all things were by His Hands, sure!
Each one of them in moments dies;
The powerful, he cuts to size;
His eyes on man’s ways, always stays;
He watches tenderly his days!
Hide evil can’t in darkness dense;
God doesn’t allow any nonsense;
The work of each one, God discerns;
At night, to crush him, He then turns!
He tells no man when comes Judgment;
He surprises with punishment;
The mighty get replaced instead,
Because they cared not for God-head.
And turned away from God-told ways,
And caused the poor, their cries, to raise;
God hears the pleas of afflicted;
The mighty get thus indicted.
When God stays calm, who can question?
If God hides face, who dare condemn?
If man repents, then God relents;
To man’s wishes, God never bends!
God need not punish, when man wants;
God need not care for his raves / rants;
God’s doings, man understands not;
To accept His verdicts, man ought!
The words of Job are without sense;
He speaks without intelligence;
He should not add to sin, non-sense;
Let him be tried to limits, hence.
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Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XXXIII)
Job, let me start my discourse then;
Do listen to my words- hearken!
The words all come spontaneously;
I’ll tell my mind most sincerely
The Lord’s spirit with love made me;
God’s breath keeps me alive truly;
You may refute my statements if
You draw up your arguments stiff.
Behold, I am made from like clay;
Let fear not ever you dismay;
You told that you were clean a slate,
And innocent, until this date!
You’re free from transgressions also
There is not guilt in things you do;
Yet, God invents charges on you,
And considers you as His foe!
He even puts your feet in stocks,
And watches you when you’re in docks;
Let me tell you that you aren’t just,
As God’s greater, and not from dust!
Why then complain against a God,
Who need not give account or nod?
God speaks just once or hardly twice,
But, man perceives not His words wise!
God speaks to men asleep at night,
In dreams and visions, not daylight;
He opens ears of men to warn
Of dangers of the morrow’s dawn.
Thus, man is kept off evil ways,
And pride has no place in his days;
From Eternal Pit, souls, God saves,
And men are withheld from their graves!
Or chastened man is by bed-pain,
And suffering that keeps him sane;
So that he abhors choicest foods,
Avoiding alluring sin-moods!
His wasted flesh can just be seen,
And bones turn weak and very lean;
His soul is drawn nearer the Pit,
As death strikes him before he’s fit!
If lucky still, an angel guides
Him rightly: in God, He abides;
God’s pity helps him escape hell;
In health and wealth, all seems quite well.
His flesh comes back as in childhood;
He prays to God and becomes good;
God favors him and he has joy
Like when he was just small a boy.
He tells others, ‘I did things wrong;
God punished me justly, quite long.
He spared my soul from Pit fiery,
And gave it grace to be wary! ’
Be attentive, O Job, right now;
Hearken to what is God’s great love;
Be silent while I teach wisdom;
You should not miss the Lord’s kingdom!
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Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XX)
Zophar, the Naamathite then spoke:
My spirit has a reply now;
My thoughts provide an answer, Oh!
I feel ashamed to hear your words,
That clearly speaks ill of the Lord’s.
From olden times, since man was made,
The triumph of the wicked fade;
The impious cannot enjoy,
The things on earth since when a boy.
Although his pride goes heaven-high,
And head in cloud-nine trys to fly,
He perishes like his fire
That lights his funeral pyre.
His flight is dream-like when it came,
And fades vision-like sans a name;
He never is found anywhere,
And vanishes into thin air!
The vigor of his youthful frame,
Is made to lie in dust with shame;
The evil of his mouth is sweet,
Under his tongue, hidden so neat.
He cannot let the habit die;
His food like venom too does lie;
The riches gulped, he vomits all,
Disowned by his own belly-wall.
He drinks the poison of the asps;
The viper’s fangs kill him like wasps;
He never sees milk, honey, oil,
Nor enjoys fruits of his own toil.
With greed he lives on earth life-long,
Dissatisfied by wealth got wrong;
God never bestows him right clime;
He never prospers any time!
In dire straits, he’s thrown at last;
God sends His fury very fast;
Missiles of war are rained on him,
His life is turned so quickly grim.
Should he escape the first weapon,
Terrors galore shall he fall on;
In store for him lies pitch darkness
And raging fire sans harness.
The earth revolts against him soon;
Heavens reveal his guilt by noon;
His house is washed away by floods;
God’s anger denies him all goods.
This is the heritage of men-
Wicked in eyes of God, Heaven!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-5-2007
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Bible Stories: Jonah (Part VI)
Further Interpretation:
The Lord expects obedience,
From all His ones beloved;
God has remarkable patience,
We ought to do as said.
’Tis upto Him to spare a soul;
Or punish one early;
To watch earth’s events is His role
He forgives all freely!
Man wants all wicked ones punished;
But God has other ways;
Man wants all righteous rewarded,
God puts it off by days!
Man’s anger comes in moments fast,
God cannot be like that;
Man forgets not the things of past,
The Maker does, so what?
Though Jonah’s reason for anger
Was right, from human point;
God saves all creatures from danger,
‘Sinners, He can anoint! ’
The God who made all souls alike,
Just loves to have all back;
He speaks to hearts ‘without a mike’;
The grace to hear, we lack!
Man’s repentance softens God’s wrath,
His anger cools off soon;
He wants us walk in righteous path,
And gain Heaven as boon!
The way God sees, we cannot sense,
We have human limits;
For downtrodden, God is defense,
Give up sinful habits!
Man’s narrowness of thinking is
Well seen in Jonah’s case;
When God prepares to forgive foes,
His verdict, none efface.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-26-2007
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A Thanksgiving Prayer to God
Almighty God, to Thee I pray,
And thank Thee for all things this day,
I had received in ample way;
Let glory be to Thee, Aye! Aye!
I am a human being mere;
I sin often and always err;
Forgive me Lord, my God, I plead,
A better life, may I still lead.
This day is almost over, Lord!
I’m sorry if I broke accord;
Without Thine mercy, love O God,
My life gets thrown into discord.
My every want, Thou providest;
My praises, thanks, I offer best;
Ignore my iniquities Lord;
Afill my heart, mind with Thine word.
O let my lips utter good words,
And let my tongue not turn like swords,
And let me labor for Thine sake,
And dispel ignorance and ache.
The good I did all came from Thee
The bad surfaced from within me;
O help me do my duty well,
And always toll the success bell!
O fill this vessel, Lord, I pray,
With gifts that I can share today,
With downtrodden brethren around,
And men and women, poor, unsound.
O bless my solitude always;
Let devils not invade my days;
So bless my deeds and mundane ways,
Miraculously most, in case.
O take away my pride, O Lord;
I long to live in Thine accord;
Rescue me from each temptation
That takes me nearer Damnation.
Provide me Lord, with Thine insight;
Thou art my only way, truth, light;
Let love for Thee burn always bright,
From dawn till dusk, and through the night.
My fallacies are not just mine;
O keep me off women and wine;
This bread will do; my health is fine;
My soul with grace must always shine.
O Lord, now bless this bread I eat;
And keep my body, heart, soul, neat,
And walking in heavenly grace,
With wisdom, piety-filled face.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-17-2008
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A Fact of Life
To say a thing and doing it is good;
To do a thing: keep telling it, is bad;
To mince one’s words and speak big lies is worst!
To talk one’s heart out does not suit this world.
Some think something and talk a different thing;
Some say something and do things opposite;
A few talk truth, no matter what it costs;
The liar gets accolades for long time!
Yet, human beings ought to be quite frank;
One lie will lead to bigger lies in life;
One has to be dependable most times;
Nothing can progress without talking truth.
’Tis tough to speak the truth always in life;
But talking lies is habit-forming soon;
Accountable is man to God some day!
’Tis better therefore to always speak truth.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-31-2007
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Following God's Principles
When God's principals we obey, His Spirit helps us not to stray,
For believers, it is a must, that we practice obedience and trust,
Trusting God with all our heart; from His ways we will not depart,
Letting Wisdom have Her way, while we follow God, day by day.
We must work unto The Lord, a practice that's not to be ignored,
Working with Christ by our side; our Lord God above is glorified,
God is not mocked or deceived, knowing ways we've conceived,
As we will reap all we've sown, as all our ways by Him are known.
All believers must contemplate, the seven things, God does hate,
Living in our present world of sin, this as we strive to live for Him;
Haughty eyes coming from pride, an evil, we can't allow to reside,
As it caused Adam's race to fall; one's sin which is far from small.
For pride is Satan's choice leaven, which he uses to fuel all seven,
Beginning with the lying tongue, affecting all souls old and young;
Hands which shed innocent blood, while evil comes on as a flood,
Following that heart of a wicked man, as one devising an evil plan.
With feet that rush to evil ways, in our ever increasing darker days;
A false witness that breaths lies, another thing God does despise;
Also one who does sow discord, among the brothers of The Lord.
Of these seven God speaks of, it is an abomination to Him above.
All of the seven we too must hate, for with God, there's no debate,
As God's principles we will learn, these are more than just concern,
But, are from the very heart of Him, God, Who saved us out of sin,
Saved to live anew in all of our life, all while we live in Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©06/2012)
Bible in Poetry: Gospel of St. Peter 1 (Chapter 3)
‘Be submissive to husbands, ’ Wives;
In case, they don’t believe the Word,
Seeing purity of your lives,
Their souls can be brought to the Lord.’
‘Your beauty shouldn’t be external,
From hair and clothes and jewelry,
But must be wholly internal,
From gentle and quiet spirit,
Which is of worth more in God’s sight.’
‘For, this is how holy women
Of past revealed their beauty great,
By putting hope in Heaven’s ways,
And submitting to their one mate,
Like Sarah calling Abraham, ‘Master’! .
You are her daughters when you do
Things rightly without any fear.’
‘And husbands, live in the same way
With consideration as your base;
Respect your weaker partner well,
As heirs to gift of life that’s swell;
Give them that tender, loving touch
So that nothing hinders your prayers much.
Suffering for Doing Good:
In harmony, live with brethren,
Be humble, kind to men, women;
Repay not evil by evil;
Return not insult by insult;
Bless those who are unfair to you;
Heaven expects you, this to do.
‘For, whoev’r loves his earthly life
And sees good days,
Must keep his tongue from evil rife,
And lips from deceit’s ways! ’
‘From evil, he must turn, do good;
He must seek peace ad pursue it;
The Lord’s eyes track His righteous ones;
His ears hear their fervent prayers;
The Lord’s face abhors evil ones.’
‘If eager to do good, can you be harmed?
But if you suffer still, you are blessed;
Do not fear what the wicked fear;
Put Christ our Lord, inside your heart.’
‘Prepare to answer all who ask
You reasons for the hope you have;
And do this gently, with respect,
And keep your conscience always clear.’
‘The speakers with malice in hearts,
Against your good rapport with Christ,
Will be ashamed for their slander! ’
‘Suff’r for goodness sake, if God’s will;
’Tis better than doing evil;
For, Christ had died for sins of all,
And bring souls to His Father, God.’
‘Though dead by body, Jesus was
Kept alive by Holy Spirit,
And preached to spirits in prison,
Who disobeyed the patient God,
While ark was built in Noah’s days.
When Deluge watered in torrents,
None were saved except eight good.’
‘In baptism, the same water,
Saves souls from rod of God instead,
Removing not the body’s dirt,
But by renewed pledge to His word.
It saves you through the risen Christ,
Who’s in heaven, to God’s hand right,
With angels, saints, in divine pow’r! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-21-2007
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Bible in Poetry: 2 John 1
To chosen lady and children,
The elder who loves them in truth,
And all who know the truth so do,
Because the truth which lives in us,
Will be with us forever then:
Grace, mercy, peace from Father God,
And from His only Son, Jesus,
In truth and love, will be with us.
It gives me immense joy to find,
Your children walk in truth just as
The Father God commanded us.
I write no new command to you,
But one we’ve had from beginning.
We ought to love one another,
Obeying His commands to us:
His command is you walk in love.
Deceivers who don’t acknowledge,
That Jesus Christ had come in flesh,
Have gone into the world today.
Such person is then antichrist.
Take care to lose not your life’s toil;
You must be fully rewarded;
The one who runs ahead and yet,
Does not teach what Jesus Christ told
Cannot possess God in his heart.
Don’t welcome him or take him in,
He who doesn’t bring Christ’s teaching.
But if you welcome such person,
You share in his wickedness too.
I want to write so much to you,
But not on paper and with ink;
Instead, I hope to visit you,
And talk in person, face to face,
So that, our joy may be complete.
They send their greetings to you then,
Your chosen sister’s, all children!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-1-2007
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A Catholic House-warming Prayer
By sweat of human forehead built,
And money earned in honest ways;
Reside good Christians within it;
God bless this family always!
O Holy Spirit, Dove of peace,
Preserve love, faith and unity;
Help us to live our life with ease
Through fortitude and piety.
O Mother Mary, pray for us!
Ask Jesus Christ to ever bless,
And keep our souls in grace of God,
Until we part to His abode!
Saint Joseph, show us God is first,
And how to be a father best;
And teach our children about Christ,
And emulate the Holy Nest.
O saints and angels, dwell here-in;
Pray that we stay away from sin;
And keep our soul’s gaze towards God,
Living our lives, like Jesus Lord.
O Jesus Lord, bless us, we pray;
Protect this home both night and day;
Help us to carry our life’s cross,
And serve God nobly without pause!
Lord Jesus, be our guiding Light;
Help us to speak the Truth always;
Goad us to do all things aright;
Proclaiming God to human race!
Dedicated lovingly to my dear sister Dr. A.Sugagemma, M.D.,
Dr. Gangadharan M.S., and son, Gautham Anto
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-17-2009
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The World Needs Peace, Not Through Wars!
What loss of lives and destruction!
Can lives all lost ever return?
How many more will have to die?
Can one man’s death bring back lives lost?
What pollution, a war can add!
Let Cats who declare wars on mice,
Take the blame and pay the price!
War is a gambling game like dice;
War is a futile exercise.
One cannot fight wars with mere knives;
War is a waste of human lives;
Alas, will nations realize
That keeping peace is always wise?
Wars can begin without a cause;
The world can’t have a single boss!
One nation can’t stifle the rest,
Or try to be always the best.
The world body must give OK!
The world must say to wars, all ‘nay’;
For lasting peace, war isn’t the way!
The cost of wars, who will repay?
The world must find out other ways,
Avoiding wars in future days;
Each nation must unmask its face,
And set on peace, its gaze always!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-1-2007
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Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
Most children want to copy adults fast;
They try to dress and talk and walk like one;
They want to do the things what adults do;
But children can’t be adults before time!
Adults dream of their childhood years at times;
They cannot move or speak or walk child-like;
They cannot be innocent like children;
They can’t become children again in life.
The elderly have dreams of their own too;
Oh, how they wish they were younger in age!
They recollect the things they did when young;
Their frames and minds are weaker than they think!
All human beings live in dreams galore;
Most dreams cannot become reality;
Our dreams must be something we can well do;
Too much of dreams don’t help to dash ahead.
Each stage of life can be lived only once;
One cannot go back or ahead in time;
Be happy with whatever you’ve achieved;
Life is so wonderful they way it is!
Just keep your mind and heart as per your age;
Be aware of the limits, risks, you take;
Life shouldn’t be lost even through accidents;
Life is the greatest gift of God to you!
Thank God for whatever you are in life;
Thank Him for gift of human life and soul;
Thank Him for all the things, He’d done for you;
Thank Him for all His love and kindness shown!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-12-2008
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The Human Heart II (From The Holy Bible)
Pray in your heart and rejoice in the LORD
God hardens hearts and melts them just like snow;
Return to God with all your hearts contrite;
The LORD looks at your heart and knows your thoughts!
God searches hearts and touches them for good;
All that is in your heart is known to God!
As Saul left Samuel's place, God changed his heart;
Serve the LORD faithfully with all your heart.
‘I am with you, heart and soul, ' says the Lord;
How wicked is the human heart at times!
Take heart again and let no fear seize it;
God is the one who knows each human heart.
The Lord discerns the human heart too well;
All turn your hearts to Him in obedience,
And live by his decrees and his commands;
Be glad in heart for good things God has done.
God knows your heart's desires before you;
God had put his wisdom in Solomon's heart;
He sees the integrity of your heart;
Let hearts of those who seek the lord, rejoice!
God tests the heart and understands secrets;
God forgives when you repent from your heart;
Set your heart in seeking God all your life;
Let pride not fill your heart and bring God's wrath!
God puts both fear and courage in man's heart;
Lay up his words upon your heart with care;
Conceal no sin nor hide your guilt in heart;
God knows the cravings of the human heart!
Never harbor malice against others;
Afill your heart with joy as it pounds, leaps;
Praise God with all your heart and render thanks;
Love the Lord Almighty God with your heart!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 16-11-12
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A Channel of Blessing
Be with me Lord in such a way, that I can be a blessing every day,
While The Spirit you sent my way, helps me know just what to say.
The days are getting darker and tomorrow for many may never be,
I need to live so they will see the Truth and Light you placed in me.
My life is but a channel through which Eternal Blessing you convey,
That Christ, our Blessed Hope, is The Only Truth and The only Way.
For all who come to receive The Truth, this Truth will set them free,
And Jesus Christ is this Truth; yes He's The One they need to see.
I was not seeking The Lord at all; But Graciously He was seeking me,
As He stooped down from Heaven above and He gave me eyes to see.
This new sight was not of the present world, but of the world to be,
And I need to have God's love and concern, helping others to see.
That when we die we continue to live our lives through all Eternity,
However God's Word is clear, we all will not share the same destiny.
In Hebrews Paul wrote “Without Holiness no one will see The Lord.”
This verse speaks volumes to people today and shouldn't be ignored.
It's time all true believers are seen as mighty because of The Lord,
As we draw the lost to His Light, and help brethren to be restored.
Soon the time to receive God's life changing Grace will be no more,
So my friend be sure you're in His Grace, before He shuts the door.
(Copyright © 12/2002)
A Fervent Prayer
O Lord,
Open the floodgates of Heaven
To pour thy grace torrentially;
So that I see what I must see
And hear thy divine calls clearly!
So that my lips utter such words
Those please the Creator fully;
So that my legs gain strength to walk
The road to heaven without fall.
So that my tongue may rightly talk
Those virtuous thoughts that fill my mind;
So that my heart filled by Your love
Shall spread the flame to engulf all.
So that my body parts, hands move
In accordance with thine commands;
And help to spread the Kingdom's News
To every soul that comes across!
Use me, O Lord, in ways, You wish
In furthering eternity;
So that I may You better serve
And enter Your Holy City!
Amen.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-05-2012
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Heaven Is Awaiting
Yes, Heaven is awaiting me, where my Lord, I know I’ll see,
When I leave this earthly life, to be greeted by Jesus Christ.
Whether through a veil of death, when I take my last breath,
Or in the twinkling of an eye, when I am raptured to the sky.
For in Christ I know my friend, this life earthly is not my end.
For this is a temporal place, where we find the Lord’s Grace,
We’re given by God, eyes to see, after this life is an eternity,
Using then the Spirit’s lead, He helps us recognize our need.
With God’s Word of Revelation, He opens eyes to salvation,
And lead by The Holy Spirit, He opens all hearts who hear it.
When in God we put our trust, He makes room above for us,
As Christ has an eternal home, for all The Lord calls His own,
Prepared without human hands, well above the earthly lands.
Rooms that’ll eternally endure, built by the hands of our Lord,
Abodes built in Heaven above, prepared by our Savior’s love.
A home lacking nothing at all; gone is the curse from the fall,
Never again a troubled heart; once there we’ll never depart.
No more worries and/or fears, as Jesus wipes away all tears.
This earthly life will be no more, once in Glory with The Lord,
And as this world passes away, in Heaven we’ll forever stay.
(Copyright ©02/2007)
Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XVII)
Job Speaks On:
So broken is my spirit, Lord!
My lamp of life looks extinguished;
Their provocations mount high, God;
My eyes grow dim as I feel mocked;
My burial seems imminent!
Their minds to knowledge are darkened;
They cannot understand therefore.
Evil’s my lot, as they described;
My name to people is by-word;
I am their object of lesson.
Who will stand surety for me?
Grant me one who will pledge for me;
My eyes are blind with anguish, Lord;
My frame is just a shadow, God.
All upright men are astonished;
Yet, righteous hold on to his way;
Clean-handed ones improve in strength;
I find no wise man amidst you.
My earthly days are almost gone;
My plans seem finally all torn;
Such men can change to day, the night;
In darkness, they talk of bright light.
If my dwelling be nether world,
My couch in darkness is enshroud;
If ‘corruption’ be my father,
And maggots- my sister, mother!
About my hope, who does bother?
Where’s prosperity, my brother?
Will they come with me to nether?
To dust shall we go together?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-1-2007
poem by John Celes
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