Spiritually Costly
It has been spiritually costly,
For the status quo to adopt policies...
That has kept racist inequities,
Unchecked.
Without reflecting.
Or introspectively accepting.
And keeping ignorant beliefs,
A segment of their population suppressed...
In an oppressive freedom,
That advances irresponsibility.
And with excuses made to feed...
Upon perceptions that leaves them,
Feeling rejected and in dire need.
To be left convinced...
Staying to pray on their knees,
Saves their souls.
It has been spiritually costly,
For them not to participate...
In the upgrading of a mindset,
That does not compensate...
Those that do not initiate respect.
With a protection done,
Not of benefit to anyone.
It has been spiritually costly,
For them not to insist...
An advantage is received,
By those with desires to relieve themselves
Of fantasies.
And to live life right,
Is to forgive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Costly
Costly life costly time
Truth is costly life is costly.
No one can say
The exact cost of life
No one can investigate
What is life
No one can speak
Bare truth of life
No one can
No one can.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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And, perhaps most importantly, regional conflicts will again and again confront us with a cruel choice between costly engagement and costly indifference.
quote by Lord Robertson
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How Some Have Erred
How it is that men can say, they believe in God, but Biblically stray?
When the Word of God they read, and some Truths they don’t heed,
Instead follow the beliefs of men, who may not even be Born-again!
Even those, who believe like us, professing a belief, in Christ Jesus.
Some words spoken by The Lord, by some believers, goes ignored,
While they add to God’s Word, to follow those, who spiritually erred,
Taking away the freedom within, God’s Truth, that saves from all sin,
While they add in man’s stipulation, which is not found in Revelation.
Some religious men are so adored, they are lifted up, as if The Lord,
But should be treated as any other, a saved sinner, simply a brother,
In no way should we even bother, to spiritually refer to any as Father,
For we have One Father in Heaven, and all others are spiritual leaven.
The exalting of men and women, opens the door to much greater sin,
As images of those from the past, by Religious zeal, have been cast,
And they’ve become idols, lifted up, an act of worship that is corrupt,
But, why can’t some religionists see, plain and simple, this is Idolatry.
If one just looks at Israel’s past, from God’s presence they were cast,
For the very practice of Idolatry, so in Christianity, how could this be?
Believing in God’s Inerrant Word, we must warn those who have erred,
The Word alone is to be believed, avoiding teachings others received.
(Copyright ©08/2009)
Still No Insight Comes
...and you say you live with no perceptions?
Everyday.
You pray with faith and still no insight comes.
Remaining blinded by things and what opportunity means.
To you.
And what does it mean...
To you?
A blessing?
An ability to maintain the feeding of your greed?
With the need of a blessing?
As if God specializes in the satisfying of your desires!
Maybe that is why many have grown tired,
Of the leeching done by those lurching in churches.
Searching for a soul to squander.
Leaving those dens of sin behind in droves...
For something that is far more spiritually connected.
And a lot less scandal ridden with gossiped conversations.
'Lawd, chile...
You don' said a mouth full.
But I didn't hear it that way from Brother Lucious.
And he said he had heard it from Sister Smith.'
...and you say you live with no perceptions?
Everyday.
You pray with faith and still no insight comes.
Perhaps it is there...
Waiting for you to qualify it with a price tag!
Since that's your 'bag'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Spiritually good people, pure in heart, who long for the Blessed Sacrament but cannot receive at the time, can receive spiritually... even a hundred times a day, in sickness and in health, with immeasurable grace and profit.
quote by Johannes Tauler
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Changing Hearts
Hard hearts of the human race, desperately in need of God’s Grace,
Not compelled by God’s Truth at all, from being tainted by man’s fall.
The natural mind cannot conceive, Truths from God that we believe,
They don’t look beyond the earth, never experiencing a spiritual birth.
It’s Christ’s Spirit who opens eyes, of those men believed to be wise,
Spiritually blinded by God’s enemy, who preys on hearts relentlessly.
Causing those who are spiritually blind, to close both heart and mind,
To the Eternal things of God above, causing them to refuse His Love.
The Spirit sheds light upon the dark, opening up their mind and heart,
God frees men from earthly creeds, directing hearts to eternal needs.
Through the Spirit of Jesus Christ, some begin reflecting on their life,
Where they will be when life is done, if they finish without God’s Son.
The Christ who came to earth to die, to give life meaning to you and I,
And give a Hope to all who believe; lead by The Spirit they do receive.
Christ leaves it up to men to herald, The Eternal Truth to all the world,
With The Holy Spirit far in the lead, helping many to hear and to heed.
The Holy Spirit truly changes men, in ways that we can’t comprehend,
Even the most darkened of hearts, is moved by Truth that He imparts.
They believe and become born again, to live their lives as Godly men,
Being born anew, from God above, they spiritually grow in God’s Love.
So Close To Love
Too close to love!
Yet it's,
Costly to keep.
And it's,
Too costly to leave it.
So close to love.
I prayed with faith to get it.
Never knowing love would be 'that' close.
Never knowing I would love it most.
Too close to love!
Yet it's,
Costly to keep.
And it's,
Too costly to leave it.
Too close to love!
Yet it's,
Costly to keep.
And it's,
Too costly to leave it.
So close to love.
Never knowing love would be 'that' close.
Never knowing I would love it most.
And I'm,
So close to love.
Never knowing love would be 'that' close.
Never knowing I would love it most.
Too close to love!
Yet it's,
Costly to keep.
And it's,
Too costly to leave it.
So close to love.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kept Beliefs Discovered to Smother
The practice of denial,
Keeps a feeling.
That one is trapped.
And becoming offended by others,
Usually keeps a mind wrapped.
Quick to defend.
Holding onto perceptions believed,
Is not a freeing done.
If one feels discomfort.
By what is said and by which ones.
And it is not easy to release,
From kept beliefs discovered to smother.
Until another seems to care less.
How and who addresses a differentness,
They possess.
With a showing of less or no stress.
The practice of denial,
Keeps a feeling.
That one is trapped.
And traps hold and keep intact,
That which is not freed.
Physically, mentally or spiritually.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Ballad
In a costly palace Youth goes clad in gold;
In a wretched workhouse Age's limbs are cold:
There they sit, the old men by a shivering fire,
Still close and closer cowering, warmth is their desire.
In a costly palace, when the brave gallants dine,
They have store of good venison, with old canary wine,
With singing and music to heighten the cheer;
Coarse bits, with grudging, are the pauper's best fare.
In a costly palace Youth is still carest
By a train of attendants which laugh at my young Lord's jest;
In a wretched workhouse the contrary prevails:
Does Age begin to prattle?-no man heark'neth to his tales.
In a costly palace if the child with a pin
Do but chance to prick a finger, straight the doctor is called in;
In a wretched workhouse men are left to perish
For want of proper cordials, which their old age might cherish.
In a costly palace Youth enjoys his lust;
In a wretched workhouse Age, in corners thrust,
Think upon the former days, when he was well to do,
Had children to stand by him, both friends and kinsmen too.
In a costly palace Youth his temples hides
With a new devised peruke that reaches to his sides;
In a wretched workhouse Age's crown is bare,
With a few thin locks just to fence out the cold air.
In peace, as in war, 'tis our young gallants' pride,
To walk, each one i' the streets, with a rapier by his side,
That none to do them injury may have pretence;
Wretched Age, in poverty, must brook offence.
poem by Charles Lamb
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Marie-Rose de Beauharnais 1795
To what shall I liken thee?
An angel in realms above,
a mermaid in Oceans beneath,
a costly stone in the fiercest
contention sought for,
or even a costly diamond in the
earth's elusive epicentre buried?
Your beauty is a turning point
reference in your amazing book
of chronicles.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (13 May 2021)
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Temporary Guests
Many believe and perceive,
Their beliefs are to keep...
Durable as if in concrete.
To stay frozen...
And remain intact.
No matter where the times are.
With a progressing to leave,
Nonbelievers in their tracks kept back.
And with unsatisfying results,
Their limited visions are insults...
To those who have run out of patience,
And empathy for those stuck...
In ruts others have given up.
To moved on with an accepting of facts.
Or wish to do so.
Without a feeling of remorse,
To sever the ties from the ones...
Who can not seem to live their lives in stages,
On this Earth.
Or can not divorce themselves from craving,
A taste for an exclusive foreverness...
Selected for a few to feed and greed.
This,
Reality...
That has a beginning which advances to an end,
Many can not accept,
Themselves as temporary guests.
But dictators to infest a manifesting of regression.
So hopeless are those with this mindset.
Seeking with a beating of their own regrets.
So hopeless are those with this mindset.
Seeking with a beating of their own regrets.
And, so hopeless are those with this mindset.
Not understanding they are here as temporary guests.
Seeking with a beating of their own regrets.
So hopeless are those with this mindset.
Seeking with a beating of their own regrets.
And, so hopeless are those with this mindset.
Not understanding they are here as temporary guests.
So hopeless are those with this mindset.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Babylonian Spirit
Today we see the Babylonian Vine, with intoxicating spiritual wine,
Seducing many religious hearts, as from The Truth a soul departs,
From God’s Truth and Foundation, that Cornerstone for Salvation,
Through their religious experience, which is lacking Biblical Sense.
All Truth is found in Christ alone, The Foundation and Cornerstone,
The Only Way, Truth and Life, is found alone through Jesus Christ;
Christ alone is The Narrow Way, opposing the ways we find today,
With many being led astray, on what Christ called the broader way.
Many who are “enlightened” friend, ignore The Truth, about the end,
Enlightened in a new spiritual dawn, through that Spirit of Babylon,
Souls deceived and being misled, by men who are spiritually dead,
Leading many souls down a path, to see not life, but, God’s Wrath.
Christ had told those who believe, that many shall come to deceive,
By deceptive ways they shall claim, to speak the Truth in His Name,
Truly sent from the father of lies, they profess to be spiritually wise,
Guided not by Christ Jesus at all, they guide souls to spiritually fall.
They pervert, The Gospel of Christ, Who, paid for all, The Full Price,
Behind their experience and works, a dark and deceptive spirit lurks,
Complicating God’s Salvation Plan, to mislead, every wayward man,
Is Satan’s desire to simply deceive, all seeking souls, as he did Eve.
(Copyright ©05/2010)
The Middle Class
Between dire straits and meager existence,
There are those who insist...
They represent the middle class.
And doing the best they can to make ends meet,
While that gap is widening fast.
Exhausted from swimming in debts and credit.
And unable to afford the keeping up of appearances.
Although they support those standards they value...
Those that have given up such tasks,
Can not convince them their beliefs have been trashed.
Between dire straits and meager existence,
There are those who insist...
They represent the middle class.
And as they hold onto dreams quickly slipping away,
Deluded they remain that changes made aren't here to stay.
Between dire straits and meager existence,
There are those who insist...
They represent the middle class.
And even though the sight of this continues to be sad,
Few are heard left to brag about what they own...
That others do not have.
Today...
Those struggling to maintain their middle class status,
Have one thing in common with those who are poor...
Wishing they had just a few dollars more!
And a door they can close to ignore what's going on.
Those days are gone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Assurance Without God
Believers remain calm and sure, as we go through another door,
Another door on the road of life, where uncertainty is always rife,
In these gray and changing times, as the nation's anxiety climbs,
As men try to change the ways, ordained by God, in these days.
The leadership, that we see today, is leading down a darker way,
Multitudes who see no need, for the righteousness God decreed,
As righteousness exalts a nation, they've left the sure foundation,
Moving to proverbial shifting sand, that many do not understand.
Yet, many praise these men, whom, God Himself, shall condemn,
For their wicked, godless ways, in spite of men's wayward praise,
Leaving all Godly ways behind, leading astray the spiritually blind,
Moving along without a pause, in support of their darkened cause.
The real truths, every man alludes, leading the ignorant multitudes,
Like that Pied Piper leading mice, their followers won't think twice,
About men they choose to follow, even though their talk is hollow,
As they lead ignorant souls astray, on the destructive broader way.
But in God's ways we are assured, while we follow Christ our Lord,
As God's peace you won't find, in followers of the spiritually blind,
While that peace God gave to me, is peace that shall last eternally,
As I choose to follow Jesus Christ, The very Author of Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©08/2012)
Hope Ignored By Many
I praise The Lord for all things, while I serve The King of kings,
In His Power and His Might, though to many, He’s out of sight,
Out of sight and out of mind, for the many are spiritually blind,
As many say “there is no God”, He leads me with staff and rod.
As many travel through this life, mindful of all the worldly strife,
Their Creator above is ignored, for many do not know my Lord,
As many don’t acknowledge Him, caught up in the world of sin,
While each trial that they face, is encountered apart from Grace.
God’s Grace is initially received, by that soul who has believed,
As they allow Him in their heart, Grace and Truth will not depart.
Grace and Truth guides my ways, as I live through darker days,
In a world where wrong is right, Christ alone becomes my Light.
From all He’s done in my past, God gives me Hope, that’ll last,
In a spiritually declining nation, that neglects God’s Revelation,
Led by those who don’t believe, many souls they truly deceive,
Turning hearts from God’s Truth, a nation faces strong reproof.
But, in these times of uncertainty, The Savior has afforded me,
Much opportunity, as I herald, Hope in Christ, to a dying world,
His Hope that comes from Calvary, that points men to Eternity,
God’s lasting Hope, Jesus Christ, in who, He gives Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©03/2010)
Followed Not God
The Lord God supports Believers, but not the many pagans at large,
Those who tend to follow deceivers, and unbelief will be their charge.
They had not believed or followed, Jesus Christ, who’s Lord over all,
But have only spiritually wallowed, in the deceit left from Adam’s fall.
Many gripped in humanistic views, from what fallen people proclaim,
Then rejecting God’s Good News, never embrace The Savior’s Name.
The simple fact that goes denied, of why those men spiritually stray,
Is indeed their religious pride, promoting them to want their own way.
Pride was also Satan’s big mistake, when he served The Lord above,
It was pride that led him to forsake, The Creator’s care and His Love.
And facing eternal darkness now, Satan prompts the lost to engage,
In all the spiritual whys and how, so they too see God’s eternal rage.
Friend, it is that pride in everyone, indeed, everyone upon this earth,
That keeps them from God’s Son, accepting from Him second birth,
A spiritual birth, into God’s Truth, through His Blessed Gospel Light,
Saving men from eternal reproof, as He saves them out of the night.
Many are on that slippery path, the same one which the Devil chose,
And they too shall see eternal wrath, which is how their ending goes.
These men may desire to be God, however, God they shall never be,
But, will face Christ’s Iron Rod, and be separated from God eternally.
(Copyright ©04/2008)
God Is Everywhere
The Lord God is much closer than, the misguided ideas of most men,
No, He’s not in the trees or grass, that thought is just spiritually crass,
God is Eternal Spirit, my friend; He had no beginning and has no end,
Not created things these men point to, for God these men never knew.
Within men’s hearts, our Lord resides, while in believers Christ abides,
Through the Spirit of Jesus Christ, to guide His people during this life,
By Christ’s Spirit, dwelling within, He guides us through a world of sin,
The Lord gives us the spiritual insight, for discerning wrong from right,
The Spirit guides us from the crowd, with leaders boisterous and loud,
The very leaders who Christ had said, were to lead the spiritually dead,
Pointing followers to God’s Creation, while ignoring Christ’s Salvation,
Worshiping earth not The Creator, and denying their need for a Savior.
Men distort Truth to their destruction, by their crass spiritual deduction.
Professing that God is in everything, spiritually bears a delusional ring,
Which is music to the sinner’s ear, as trees and grass they do not fear,
Loving not God, but nature instead, as they follow the spiritually dead.
God is everywhere, indeed it is true, but, He will only enter me and you,
If and when you accept Christ in faith, His Spirit shall enter in by Grace,
Christ then goes with you everywhere, assisting in every need and care,
And will be with us through Eternity, something all others will never see.
(Copyright ©05/2010)
Inspired In Minds Within
What will be witnessed that comes to an end,
Is a limited mindset.
With a broader and higher consciousness,
That begins.
People are awaiting for something 'physical'...
That will transcend to deliver them.
When all that we are...
Has been 'spiritually' inspired in minds within.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A World Where Money Only Matters
When your amount of money can say more about you than words of you can ever say
It does not speak volumes of the society that we have to live in today
If that only speaks of our true worth it does not say much for humanity
When you say money only matters you seem spiritually bankrupt to me.
In a World where money only matters how poor indeed we all must be
Not surprising that so many people are living in dire poverty
If a few have the most of the money what does that mean for the majority
They struggle just for to make ends meet and they are poor financially.
In this 21st century of big Corporations we now have the privileged few
The wealthy are only growing greedier as more millions in cash they pursue
And thousands they have to grow poorer for every new millionaire
And for millions all around the World about life there is nothing fair.
When we are valued by our worth in money we surely are spiritually poor
The wealthy they keep getting wealthier and for the disease of greed there is no cure
And thousands every day dying of starvation and thousands are dying of disease
And in the refugee camps of the World there are thirty million refugees
poem by Francis Duggan
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Healed Forever
To all men, Christ was revealed, so man could be spiritually healed,
Fully healed from the curse of sin, that has corrupted all men within.
It was the very heart of man, that was lead to stray from God’s plan,
On the day that Satan did deceive, the man through the woman Eve.
Man from God was then separated, something not at all anticipated,
When Eve listened to the one, who’d go on and oppose God’s Son,
Posing warfare, of a spiritual kind, to deceive man’s heart and mind.
Thus bringing death to bear on all, who are cursed from Adam’s fall.
But, on that day God declared, that Christ His Son would be spared,
As the serpent would be hushed, when by His Son, he’d be crushed.
Although Christ would see death, God alone would revive His breath,
While He destroys Satan eternally, in Christ’s victory for you and me.
Man being dead in trespass and sin, needs from God change within,
So God sent His Son to the cross, to save all men from eternal loss.
From those stripes Christ received, healed are all men who believed,
In the Lord God’s atoning sacrifice, for all men through Jesus Christ.
Through His Son’s pain and strife, men receive from God, a new life,
When in The Son we’re renewed, God’s Power in believers is ensued.
All this as we’re healed spiritually, from the bloody cross of Calvary,
With power received, from on high, being born of God, never to die.
(Copyright ©07/2008)