Lines on Methodist Union
Sept. 1883, whereby the whole of the churches of that denomination
were united into one body.
A pleasing sight to-day we see,
Four churches joined in harmony ;
There difference was but trivial,
But strove each other to outrival.
In friendship now they do unite,
And satan only do they fight ;
And they'll plant churches in North-West,
Where they can serve the Lord the best.
poem by James McIntyre
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The fault seems to me to have been that men have taken ancient country churches as their models and have failed to discover that between them and churches in towns there ought to be a most distinct and marked difference.
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I think our failure in the production of good town churches of distinctive character must have struck you often, as it has me, when contrasted with our comparative success in country churches.
quote by George Edmund Street
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He That Hath Ears
'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.'-
St. John the Divine.
The Spirit says unto the churches,
'Ere ever the churches began
I lived in the centre of Being-
The life of the Purpose and Plan;
I flowed from the mind of the Maker
Through nature to man.
'I sleep in the glow of the jewel,
I wake in the sap of the tree,
I stir in the beast of the forest,
I reason in man, and am free
To turn on the path of Ascension
To the god yet to be.
'I was, and I am, and I will be;
I live in each church and each faith,
But yield to no bond and no fetter,
I animate all with my breath;
I speak through the voice of the living,
And I speak after death.'
The Spirit says unto the churches
'The dead are not gone, they are near;
And my voice, when I will it, speaks through them,
Speaks through them in messages clear.
And he that hath ears, in the silence
May listen and hear.'
The Spirit says unto the churches,
'So many the feet that have trod
The road leading up into knowledge,
The steep narrow path has grown broad;
And the curtain held down by old dogmas
Is lifted by God.'
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Stars and Lampstands
John, while on the island of Patmos, saw a vision of The Lord of Hosts,
Seeing The Lord of our Salvation, John penned the Book of Revelation.
John saw, held in The Savior’s Hand, a mystery, for men to understand,
Seven stars were in his right hand, along with seven golden lampstands.
The stars were seven angels for, the seven Churches of Christ our Lord,
The lampstands are seven Churches, that, The Lord loves and searches.
John would write down all he saw, watching and hearing The Lord of all,
And writing down Christ’s very words, John would pen all that he heard.
To the Church found at Ephesus, a church known for its Faith and trust,
They were warned by Christ above, that they’ve forsaken their first love.
To the faithful Church of Smyrna, through John’s writing they’d learn of,
Persecution that they would endure, but get a crown of life by The Lord.
In the body of Pergamum believers, there were a few spiritual deceivers,
Teaching believers of Christ’s Way, evil doctrines causing many to stray.
In Thyatira they’d tolerate Jezebel, leading some men into the pit of Hell,
Believers were told to stay their path, to not receive with Jezebel, Wrath.
To those in Sardis it was said, they appear alive but are spiritually dead,
And told to consider true belief, or Christ would come to them as a thief.
Believers in Philadelphia, filled with love, had not denied the Lord above,
They’d be kept, since they endured, from that hour of trial, by their Lord.
Laodicea was found to be lukewarm; not a cold or hot faith for the Lord,
Truly needing Christ’s Righteousness, to cover their spiritual nakedness.
These were all churches of that day; Christians who believed in The Way,
Churches from Ephesus to Laodicea, can all apply to Churches we see.
He who has an ear, let him hear, for today the Spirit of Christ is so near,
Standing and knocking at the door, is Jesus Christ our Savior and Lord.
Blessed are all who hear the Word, that those early Churches had heard,
And open the door to Jesus Christ, to receive from Him Everlasting Life.
(Copyright ©12/2007)
There is a continuum of values between the churches and the general community. What distinguishes the handling of these values in the churches is mainly the heavier dosage of religious vocabulary involved.
quote by Peter L. Berger
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Eleanor II
301 churches registered in Ghana from 'January to July 2003'!
But read your Scriptures well to learn from it;
For the dance of the monkeywill not impress me who have seen the beautiful dance of the snake! !
But, who is ready to teach the masses?
Wolves in sheep skins,
Of a country of plenty where many are still hungry! !
But, a naked man knows no shame over here.
I am Eleanor and i know what i do see around me!
But to eat my breakfast like a king and my lunch like a prince;
For, i will always aim at my goals and be very active towards them! !
But when the wind blows, these churches will be exposed to their so called doctrines.
Paying attention to both the surface and the facts within,
For the fragrance of the lavender is now mixed up with their deeds! !
And there are churches everywhere today (2012) in Ghana,
But, have they been able to change the morals of the people at large? !
Tell me if you know.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Time For Wisdom
Of many curches springing up like mushrooms in Africa,
But how many souls are they able to save? !
And this is the time for wisdom,
For the churches had been more than the congregations around.
There are so much troubles in this world but,
Who really brought about them?
And like a treacherous quagmire road with no footing at all,
For we have created the troubles for our own selves on this earth.
Of many churches and of newly grounds for more!
And like a severe invasion of extreme importance;
But let wisdom be your better-half on this earth,
For we have more to learn than hiding the truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You get more churches burned down in the United States in the last two years than in the last hundred, because of the lack of understanding of culture and diversity and the beauty of it.
quote by Edward James Olmos
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Inasmuch As Ye Did It Not . . .
If Jesus came to London,
Came to London to-day,
He would not go to the West End,
He would come down our way;
He'd talk with the children dancing
To the organ out in the street,
And say he was their big Brother,
And give them something to eat.
He wouldn't go to the mansions
Where the charitable live;
He'd come to the tenement houses
Where we ain't got nothing to give.
He'd come so kind and so homely,
And treat us to beer and bread,
And tell us how we ought to behave;
And we'd try to mind what He said.
In the warm bright West End churches
They sing and preach and pray,
They call us 'Beloved brethren,'
But they do not act that way.
And when He came to the church door
He'd call out loud and free,
You stop that preaching and praying
And show what you've done for Me.'
Then they'd say, 'O Lord, we have given
To the poor both blankets and tracts,
And we've tried to make them sober,
And we've tried to teach them facts.
But they will sneak round to the drink-shop,
And pawn the blankets for beer,
And we find them very ungrateful,
But still we persevere.'
Then He would say, 'I told you
The time I was here before,
That you were all of you brothers,
All you that I suffered for.
I won't go into your churches,
I'll stop in the sun outside.
You bring out the men your brothers,
The men for whom I died!'
Out of our beastly lodgings,
From arches and doorways about,
They'd have to do as He told them,
They'd have to call us out.
Millions and millions and millions,
Thick and crawling like flies,
We should creep out to the sunshine
And not be afraid of His eyes.
He'd see what God's image looks like
When men have dealt with the same,
Wrinkled with work that is never done,
Swollen and dirty with shame.
He'd see on the children's forehead
The branded gutter-sign
That marks the girls to be harlots,
That dooms the boys to be swine.
Then He'd say, 'What's the good of churches
When these have nowhere to sleep?
And how can I hear you praying
When they are cursing so deep?
I gave My Blood and My Body
That they might have bread and wine,
And you have taken your share and theirs
Of these good gifts of mine!'
Then some of the rich would be sorry,
And all would be very scared,
And they'd say, 'But we never knew, Lord!'
And He'd say, 'You never cared!'
And some would be sick and shameful
Because they'd know that they knew,
And the best would say, 'We were wrong, Lord.
Now tell us what to do!'
I think He'd be sitting, likely,
For someone 'ud bring Him a chair,
With a common kid cuddled up on His knee
And the common sun on His hair;
And they'd be standing before Him,
And He'd say, 'You know that you knew.
Why haven't you worked for your brothers
The same as I worked for you?
'For since you're all of you brothers
It's clear as God's blessed sun
That each must work for the others,
Not thousands work for one.
And the ones that have lived bone-idle
If they want Me to hear them pray,
Let them go and work for their livings
The only honest way!
'I've got nothing new to tell you,
You know what I always said -
But you've built their bones into churches
And stolen their wine and bread;
You with My Name on your foreheads,
Liar, and traitor, and knave,
You have lived by the death of your brothers,
These whom I died to save!'
I wish He would come and say it;
Perhaps they'd believe it then,
And work like men for their livings
And let us work like men.
Brothers? They don't believe it,
The lie on their lips is red.
They'll never believe till He comes again,
Or till we rise from the dead!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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We do hereby command the Leaders of the Hebrew, Catholic and Protestant Churches to sanctify and have us crowned Emperor of the United States and Protector of Mexico.
quote by Joshua A. Norton
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Church or Truth
Many people embrace a church; and in that pew, I will not perch,
They embrace the rules of men, where I, in Christ am Born Again,
Born of God’s Spirit from above, teaching all that God spoke of,
As God’s Holy Spirit teaches me, God’s Truth on life and eternity.
Truth some churches do not teach, as for Truth they don’t preach,
For they teach a works salvation, which is opposed to Revelation,
God’s Holy Truths, revealed to us, through The Lord, Christ Jesus,
Revealed to all, in these latter days; True Revelation, to His praise.
Salvation is through Christ alone, fact, many churches do bemoan,
Teaching we must work our way, to Heaven, before Judgment Day;
But Jesus Christ, for me, did it all, redeeming me from Adam’s fall,
Finishing my salvation on the cross, cleansing me from sin’s dross.
Many churches add to The Word, ignoring passages they’ve heard,
As they take from and add to, The Revelation given to me and you,
But warnings come to these men, their practices God will condemn,
By adding to the words of Christ, they won’t be in the Book of Life.
But, all who believe in Christ alone, are marked by God as His own,
So by God’s Spirit we are sealed, until our Redemption is revealed;
But churched people remaining lost, in the end, will all pay the cost,
As The Rapture, they will miss, not found in Christ’s Righteousness.
(05/2011)
The genius of the United States is not best or most in its executives or legislatures, nor in its ambassadors or authors or colleges, or churches, or parlors, nor even in its newspapers or inventors, but always most in the common people.
quote by Walt Whitman
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Highway 13
Traveling eastward on highway 13, alongside
uninhabited-it seems- railroad track
Quickly passing quaint white churches,
steeples humbly making signs of the cross.
Looking down at her black skin, and wondering
Why not one white church is followed
by a single colored one…Hmm?
god's design or man's...
white churches, colored churches...Hmm?
The poetic architect quickly dismantles such thoughts
and centers her mind on nature's creation:
The confiers bearing brown cones,
neddles dropping off
brown grass dead asleep.
the evening progressed
as we pressed on passing
life's winter.
Passing by red, green, and white illuminated homes;
luminous reindeers and round-belly Santas,
Seeming to announce a Ho, Ho, Ho, and a Merry Christmas!
Unawakening the sleeping children in the back.
We continued eastward…
Merry Christmas everyone!
December 27,2007
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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A Sinner... Dec 5th,2012
A SINNER … DEC 5TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Why can't we get death-with-dignity from our politicians?
Are they too busy in their high political positions?
Should we even care as we approach the time of our deaths?
And the times when we eventually take our last breathe?
Have the churches pronounced DWD to be a mortal sin?
How can we counteract this so that we can win-win?
Did poor Sue Rodriguez get a slap in the face before she died?
That Insite drug-addict clinic in Vancouver; who did decide?
Why is all this, such an untouchable political affair?
Do the churches have more rights because they say some prayers?
Is it possible that reading these poems could be a sin?
We need binding referendums but where do we begin?
DEC 5TH,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Time is important to me because I want to sing long enough to leave a message. I'm used to singing in churches where nobody would dare stop me until the Lord arrives!
quote by Mahalia Jackson
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What?
What is that strang air in the sky.
Why should a strange star pass me by.
How can you congratulate the people who destroyed the piece of mind,
The silly people just like you and better too.
How can you keep turning when the overture is burning on the faces
Of the people in the churches of the land.
Thats all a way that I cut from the lives.
The day has come at last.
People that cry in the boulevard,
Their eyes are blind they cry so hard.
How can you congratulate the people who destroyed the piece of mind,
The silly people just like you and better too.
How can you keep turning when the overture is burning on the faces
Of the people in the churches of the land.
Thats all it seems, there is only one dream.
The day has come at last.
Thats all it seems, there is only one dream.
The day has come at last.
What you have done makes me ashamed.
Ill blow it up and start again.
How can you congratulate the people who destroyed the piece of mind,
The silly people just like you and better too.
How can you keep turning when the overture is burning in the faces
Of the people in the churches of the land.
Thats all it seems, there is only one dream.
The day has come at last.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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At a Certain Age
We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers.
White clouds refused to accept them, and the wind
Was too busy visiting sea after sea.
We did not succeed in interesting the animals.
Dogs, disappointed, expected an order,
A cat, as always immoral, was falling asleep.
A person seemingly very close
Did not care to hear of things long past.
Conversations with friends over vodka or coffee
Ought not be prolonged beyond the first sign of boredom.
It would be humiliating to pay by the hour
A man with a diploma, just for listening.
Churches. Perhaps churches. But to confess there what?
That we used to see ourselves as handsome and noble
Yet later in our place an ugly toad
Half-opens its thick eyelid
And one sees clearly: "That's me."
poem by Czeslaw Milosz
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One Answer
The empty churches of today.
What do they truly signify?
that people choose to stay away
because the churches can’t supply.
The leadership that people need.
It seems that they have lost their way.
Not one is willing to concede
that theirs is not the only way.
Hypocrisy and bigotry
It seems have won the upper hand.
Humility and chastity
dismissed completely out of hand.
The priest competing eagerly
to rise up in their hierarchy.
Amongst themselves they can’t agree
a state of total anarchy.
New sects spring up on every side
as people grow dissatisfied.
When what they’re taught does not ring true.
They know precisely what to do.
They make their choice and stay away
and by this action they convey.
That things are not as they should be
and that is why pews stay empty.
6-Apr-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Collar-Bone Of A Hare
WOULD I could cast a sad on the water
Where many a king has gone
And many a king's daughter,
And alight at the comely trees and the lawn,
The playing upon pipes and the dancing,
And learn that the best thing is
To change my loves while dancing
And pay but a kiss for a kiss.
I would find by the edge of that water
The collar-bone of a hare
Worn thin by the lapping of water,
And pierce it through with a gimlet, and stare
At the old bitter world where they marry in churches,
And laugh over the untroubled water
At all who marry in churches,
Through the white thin bone of a hare.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Prophets of Old
The evangelical movement Got involved with politics after Roe vs. Wade and tied itself to the right and now it needs to go through a divorce in these last days and become universalists like the prophets of old who stood up to the wrongs in Israel based on the Spirit of the Lord and Scripture not politics or ideology. I am done with backing left or right ideologies but standing for God's Word at times takes either way. Abortion is murder but so is letting someone die without healthcare because of a pre-existing illness etc We all need to put our politics on the alttar.
The LEFT wing churches are so crazy they marry gays and don't believe the Bible is the Word of God or only the parts they want are the Word....I will be no ones shill or behave in away that compromises the truth of Gods Word. These fruit cake churches have no repentance
How can we allow a corporation like Monsanto feed our kids cancer and not label its products as GMO's or disclose exactly what it does? We stay quiet because of an ideology yet see pulpits constantly put down radical Islam like the evil is over there? Let's be consistent not prejudice.
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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