With Faith To Face Unknown Obstacles
Coached to approach one's life,
Without the feeling of intimidation...
Is more than a task to ask,
To be done to do by anyone...
With no one there clearing a path,
For that one who takes risks...
With faith to face unknown obstacles,
Every step of the way.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Coached To Manifest Infestation
I hope they don't believe,
That a validating of their stupidty...
Will come to free them.
It is there and clear...
The initiator of current conflicts,
Wants nothing to do with the ownership of it.
And the choice to rid others from this cancer,
Begins the finalizing of their end.
Unfortuately people who think like this,
Are here to destroy.
Not to build and uplift.
And they have no idea what is done that they do!
So coached to manifest infestation.
So coached to manifest infestation.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached to manifest infestation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choosing To Walk On The Right Path
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
Temptations will be there to tease,
With attempts to weaken.
And faces familiar...
Will appear to critique.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Isn't an easy decision one makes.
It takes one to break away,
From barriers attached...
That are difficult to unlatch.
Yet...
Can be done to escape those traps.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
And some days will seem impossible.
But that path chosen,
By the one who knows it is correct...
Will never bring to one regret.
If a faith kept is strong.
And an accepting felt within belongs.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Will prove there to be nothing to fear.
Doubts disappear!
And those things wrong that prick like thorns,
From this right path...
Eventually,
Will be gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fix Your Own Wreckage
You fix your own wreckage.
I have lost all patience to assist.
When I determined I would face obstacles,
Alone on my path is how I did it.
Even those who knew my struggles,
Did not trouble themselves to be curious.
Nor when they witnessed my crawling on knees,
To me not one expressed concern or interest.
You fix your own wreckage.
I have lost all patience to assist.
When I determined I would face obstacles,
Alone on my path is how I did it.
Call me selfish!
Call me whatever you please.
But nowhere around were you...
When a healing began with a kept faith within me.
You fix your own wreckage.
And make 'that' your opportunity,
To appreciate your life...
With a making of less excuses done so easily.
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A passage from the life read aloud to you my beloved
Please do not step out any further as it's very far away.
If you can wait for me a while,
Then I'll teach you something about the amazing life.
It's not so sorrow or happy as they say.
Go slowly my dear as the road is slippery
And you may face lot of risks on the way.
Nobody was returned those who lost the path.
Though it's far walk as much as you can with a smile.
I know that much only my beloved of this o[paque life!
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Faith I Don't Question
How can I 'see' some things and you don't?
That's a good question.
One I can not explain.
When I see a clear path,
I walk on it.
There may be some obstacles.
I face them and move on.
You,
I hear rustling through the brush,
Cussing at the leaves falling from trees.
And criticizing the insects,
And other animals in their natural habitat.
I hear you struggling over aches and pains.
You inflicted them.
On that route you insist you must maintain.
When I see a clear path,
I walk on it.
There may be some obstacles.
I face them and move on.
How can I 'see' some things and you don't?
That's a good question.
One I can not explain.
I make sure the path I'm on,
Has some direction.
And I stay on it with faith,
I don't question.
I just 'do' and let God be my guide!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is No Permanence Given
There is no permanence given to this existence.
Or challenges beset by obstacles on anyone's path,
No matter how difficult the appearance of the task...
One perceives as being unbearable,
That can not with a faith in place remove.
But some may find it easier to whine,
Than to make up their minds to use their faith.
Although some may take the presence,
Of opportunities away.
As if they have been granted divine power,
To affect someone's life they believe can be swayed.
But there is no permanence given to this existence.
Nor does one get a chance to be chosen,
To play God on any given day they select to perform miracles.
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A witness, in the sense that I am using the word, is a man whose life and faith are so completely one that when the challenge comes to step out and testify for his faith, he does so, disregarding all risks, accepting all consequences.
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Spirit Guides
Thank you 'Spirit Guides'
For clearing my path of unwanted obstacles.
And providing my life,
With the correct insight...
To motivate and inspire dreams,
Desired to fulfill and complete...
My appetite for life.
No longer have I chosen,
To walk on paths unguided alone.
Or to stubbornly resist assistance.
Since my needs for you here,
I now know is plainly shown.
Thank you 'Spirit Guides'
For clearing my path of unwanted obstacles.
And providing my life,
With the correct insight...
To motivate and inspire dreams,
Desired to fulfill and complete...
My appetite for life.
No longer have I chosen,
To walk on paths unguided alone.
Or to stubbornly resist assistance.
Since my needs for you here,
I now know is plainly shown.
And as my daily affirmation,
I acknowledge my destination...
With you near,
Has brighter light.
In my mind your presence has been cleared.
No struggles do I endear,
With you here.
With you near.
Spirit Guides assigned to my life...
My eyesight 'sees',
But does not invite nor is chased by fear.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Champions are a rare breed. They trust God while others ask for answers. They step forward while others pray for volunteers. They see beyond the dangers, the risks, the obstacles, the hardships.
Ambrosial Scents
Ambrosial scents,
I begin to sense.
Perfume of the gods...
Enticing with temptation.
And as I walk along,
Alone in the soothness of the forest.
This fragrance becomes so strong.
I am feeling here is where I belong.
And I know I approach...
A clearing that encroaches upon my mind.
A clearing that finds me undoubtedly,
Accepting with a focus...
That opens with a welcoming of this invitation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Little Rain Must Fall
Into each life a little rain must fall
and wash away the pain.
For without this rain that falls on you
you probably will refrain
from reaching the pinnacle before you
and learning what life's about.
There comes a time when all of us
will be faced with a crisis or two.
And this is when you'll be called upon
to figure out what to do.
You will be frightened and question yourself
'How will I make it through? '
One step at a time, one hill you will climb
is the only way to move.
And as you take this approach to life
it will help you to prove
that you've got what it takes to face it all
no matter what it may be.
For to sit back and not take a step
brings nothing but uncertainty.
So when that rain comes falling on you,
you do what you have to do.
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Big Toe Free
Too many take risks,
With passion.
To set tracks on a path,
That seem irratic.
But not fanatically placed,
As paced.
With an energy unknown.
Some attempt to fit,
Battered shoes they do not own.
To say they can slip into fighting battles...
With a razzmatazz easily shown.
From fantasies chosen,
And condoned.
Me?
I prefer to keep my big toe free.
I'm not one to create injury,
To add to my own agony.
I prefer to keep my big toe free,
With a tooting of my own horn...
With less of a limp noticed,
As I approach my destiny.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Tell Me When You Are Ready
I know.
I know.
You have gone out of your way,
To disrespect my efforts.
With a discrediting of my abilities.
And 'still' you feel you have failed.
Come on!
Pull yourself together.
Would it help you at all,
If I revealed I've been aware of this...
From the very beginning.
And I was trained to keep my eye,
On people like you?
'You have? '
Yes, of course.
Now...
Here is what you do.
Do you see those obstacles over there?
'Yes! '
I have yet to approach them.
I will turn around and close my eyes.
And you put them on my path!
'You promise not to look? '
Oh,
I wont.
I operate on faith alone!
Go ahead.
I'll count to ten!
1-2-3...
'Could you go a bit slower? '
Sure...
No problem.
Just tell me when you are ready.
'Okay.
And don't peek.'
Believe me...
I wont!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Every Step Of The Way
He knew his voice,
Could have made and selected...
Other choices.
In a way he could not say...
To those putting obstacles,
Onto his path to delay...
And him betrayed.
But he prayed everyday,
For clarity and faith...
To guide his movement,
Every step of the way.
And his direction and voice,
Became strengthened...
As he rejoiced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Once Wished
I wanted to be that.
But I couldn't.
I had to be this...
And that would resist it!
But this 'who' I am,
Became 'me' more to 'myself'.
'That' which wasn't...
Was slow to leave.
I have only been recently pleased!
And the me I am...
No longer searches to be qualified.
I have done that with examined self reflection.
And I am overjoyed.
I have accepted a priority to be me now!
With a full existence...
That feeds and fulfills my soul!
I can say I feel my feet planted on the ground!
Without a step I question with doubt!
If and when obstacles appear on my path...
That is for me to figure out!
And realizing that,
Leaves me feeling fantastic!
I am no longer victimized by my own fears,
Or successes.
All of it...
Is on my journey I've embraced!
I wanted to be that.
But I couldn't.
I had to be this...
And 'that' once wished,
Is no longer my concern!
I've learned.
And living my life,
As right as I see it.
With this without that to nag...
Has left my faith to lead.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing That Is Desired Is A Given
If you want to know more,
About what it is like to experience life.
Ignore everything you've heard about it.
And on your own,
Explore.
And if on your journey,
Your path has upon it obstacles you fear...
Choose first to understand why they are there.
Stay determined, be persistent.
And time will not be a factor...
As those obstacles you witnessed from you disappear.
However...
You will also welcome the sweating it takes to get it done.
And the joy comes in the knowing that you did it!
Stay determined, be persistent.
And with that fixed in your mind you will know,
Nothing that is desired is a given without sacrificing.
And your life,
With that in perspective...
Will be abundantly filled with experiences.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unknown
This unknown figure...
This unknown place...
Where am I at anyways?
This unknown feeling that I have,
This unknown pain inside;
I can't run away from.
Unknown heart, Unknown soul,
All unknown and all gone.
Sadden by all of this and all that's left..
Is me with no feeling...
I'm gone and lost and can't find a way out!
I'm an unknown person,
And an unknown girl who can't be seen.
I'm invisible, I'm a nobody,
I'm an unknown figure to people.
I'm gone forever and ever...right?
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I Need To Seek His Face
I do need The Lord all of the time, not just when things fall apart,
I need Him in His rightful place, right on the throne of my heart.
For when things go awry, I known immediately to Him I can turn,
But seeking His face all the time is something I still need to learn.
Sometimes when things are going well, I forget He's still by my side,
And I know that if He was in my place, from me He sure wouldn't hide.
Sometimes when I approach a task that seems to be so commonplace,
I say to myself I've been here before and then I don't seek His face.
There are times when my old heart of stone says do this on your own,
These are the times when my drive alone pushes Christ off the throne.
Trust in The Lord with all your heart not on your own understanding,
In my life however this verse is often left out of my daily planning.
Acknowledge Him in all you say and do and He will direct your path,
And not to acknowledge The Lord, may bring an unpleasant aftermath.
As a child of God I can plan my course, but He directs every step,
He keeps me within the sound of His breath, as in His hand I'm kept.
So the time of day to first seek The Lord is right at the very start,
And since He will never depart, I need Him on the throne of my heart.
So I need to obey without asking why before my plans again go awry,
For God promised to direct my path and He is not a man who can lie.
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Why Are You Asking 'Me' Those Questions?
'What can I do?
When the world seems so screwed up.'
I ask.
'What is true for me?
And what isn't?
What is my task?
How long is this confusion I face,
Going to last? '
I ask.
'And if I pray everyday,
Will these conflicts go away?
Will these burdens be lifted?
How long can I expect to be afflicted,
By this.'
I ask.
And something inside pulled me aside.
I felt interrogated.
As if I should be stripped bare naked.
Of everything...
Including my pride!
I was not prepared to do that.
Even though everything else,
I had already tried!
And I was questioned...
By a voice I could not deny!
~When was the last time you prayed with faith?
Is it constantly done?
With a devotion felt that overcomes?
Why are you looking outside yourself...
To validate I exist.
When I sit within you...
Feeling you hide
As if from Me you resist.
How often do you listen?
And if you do...
Do you obey?
Like you say you do,
With Me in faith...
With an honesty of truth?
As you say you do everyday?
Or do you choose your obstacles with you to stay!
What is it that you wish from Me,
Anyway?
You think I'm going to sit with you,
And waste MY time away?
If you are not grateful for My presence...
How can I gift you with My blessings? ~
'Who is this?
Is this God?
And if this is...
Why are You asking 'me' those questions?
I thought you had ALL the answers? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Kicking To The Curb
Although my journey...
Has seemed sometimes long,
With a prolonging of obstacles to face...
I have managed to slowly erase them with faith.
As well as a chasing away of 'expected' obstacles...
Presented to prevent what I must do each day.
I had to grow stronger and determined,
To prove for no one else but myself...
The steps that I take on the path I am on...
I am on it because I belong,
In the doing with a purpose.
And serving this purpose as it deserves.
And on a daily basis I will and can say,
I recognize my blessings.
And on a daily basis I will and can say,
I have recognized those foes...
Hoping to block my way,
From the crevices of shadows fading.
And...
On a daily basis I will and can say,
The Creator is responsible...
For removing opposition in my way that sit.
Trying to upset me with conflicts to afflict.
The Creator is responsible...
For not allowing this to persist.
And with a knowing of that,
It is with a kicking to the curb I do...
All that which attempts to delay my mission.
It is with a kicking to the curb I do...
To eliminate from me aches of all kinds,
From my mind to exist...
With an assistance only God can give.
It is with my Father's wishes,
The Creator of ALL there is 'that' is...
That has done this to mend AND fix!
And He, My Father...
Will not continue to permit,
The foolishness of nonsense...
To attack me with that kind of grip.
God has shown me I need not put up with it.
And...
With a clearing of the way for only HIS will to be done!
As it shall be...nonsense gets out of the mix.
Since The Creator alone,
Rules the Kingdom!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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