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When the country goes temporarily to the dogs, cats must learn to be circumspect, walk on fences, sleep in trees, and have faith that all this woofing is not the last word. What is the last word, then?Gentleness is everywhere in daily life, a sign that faith rules through ordinary things: through cooking and small talk, through storytelling, making love, fishing, tending animals and sweet corn and flowers, through sports, music, and books, raising kids — all the places where the gravy soaks in and grace shines through. Even in a time of elephantine vanity and greed, one never has to look far to see the campfires of gentle people.

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Even in a time of elephantine vanity and greed, one never has to look far to see the campfires of gentle people.

quote by Garrison Keillor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Today... 'The Word

Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.

Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.

Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.

Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.

Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.

(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box)

poem by Roy Allen
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Blessed Cats and Dogs

Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?
Causing the country to insist
What the blows are to the chest.

Why do little angels work so caressed?
Making the country to assist
Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?

My soldiers in the army are with a blood test,
Keeping lines and dictation as a checklist,
What the blows are to the chest.

Amazed by the brilliance of those in the contest,
Canine help became something to co-exist,
Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?

May service feed the animals of conquest,
Domestic keepers will arrive at their crest,
What the blows are to the chest.

We see, we know the animals are depressed,
May loving people take a goodness as a list,
What the blows are to the chest,
Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?

poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: Faith in God

Hear the Word of God and faith shall grow;
Faithlessness can’t sprout the seeds you sow;
Without faith, your prayers, God won’t bless;
God wants your soul to be in gracefull-dress!

Without faith, you cannot seek the Lord;
Faith multiplies whenever you read His Word;
The key of Faith’s unlocks God’s heart of love,
And brings the rain of grace down from above.

Do as He bids for God is Almighty;
He uses everyone most mightily;
‘God’s with the righteous ones, ’ the Lord saith;
Heal your body, mind and soul through faith!

Decide on things that God prefers with care;
Faith can help you win a race like a hare!

poem by John Celes
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My Daily Walk With GOD

i did my walk today
a mile and a half each way
it may not be much to the younger generation
but! it fills me with exhilaration.

the walk opens my mind so it can see
all the beauties that GOD gave to me.

and as i do my daily walk
people will stop to talk
we'll talk about the beauty of the day
and it seems that time slips away.

when i get back to the house
i have a confrontation with my spouse.
'what took you so long, and where did you go
or is it that you're walking slow'

the arguing is not a beauty to me
it is just a mystery.
why is health so hard to understand
it is giving us a helping hand.
to live and see what the LORD has provided
this is HIS word, you can not hide it.

do for yourself and I will help you
'this is so very true'
put your faith in the LORD above
for HE has given us perfect love.

i am filled with sensation
of GODS beauties and creations
so i do my daily walk
and with HIM i will talk.

poem by Louis Rams
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Faith of love

Faith is all I need,
A hatred for love.
As flowers before the seed,
All i ask is forgiveness for my deed.

Faith, yes; Faith is all i need
Making my heart more shallow
And now I let the moon to lead
The rules of revenge now i shal follow.

There used to be a moment,
A moment that started a bend.
A heart that was mellow,
And the past I see down below.

All I needed was faith,
A faith that lost a sign for death.
I love my past, I hate the present,
No more shall my heart follow your scent..

poem by Ashwin Satyal
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Unshakeable Faith

My Faith is not unshakeable,
As some of you believe,
But with all my problems in Life,
I must have Faith indeed.

Where would I be without HIM?
What Future would I have?
I know HE'll look out for me,
And for that I must be glad.

Sometimes I have my doubts,
‘Tis Human Nature so to do,
But Hope Springs Eternal,
Have Faith ~ as I do too.

My Faith is not unshakeable,
I have my daily doubts,
When things go wrong I question it,
With ‘Swings and Roundabouts'.

I know HE is there for me,
And for all HIS creations too,
But we must be true to HIS word,
If HE's to help both me and you.

poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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What if Faith Spoke?

A lot is asked, suppositions given
treatises delivered, scripture quoted
with but a single word, one syllable…
faith.
Ubiquitous, clichéd, indulgent too,
ringing incessantly from pulpits
this word carries much of mankind
on a whim: “Just have faith, my son! ”
And the doubters? Yes, the Thomases?
Damned they are according to some.
Prayed for by others, even burned.
“Oh ye of little faith…” Repent?
But if faith could speak, extend its hand,
would all come to see it work?
Would we then, at last forever know?
Or would we not want to know?
Perhaps the mystery and answers
are best kept hidden…
behind but a single word,
this word called faith.

poem by C.H. Sund
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Trusting, Obeying And Acting

Trusting, obeying and acting for us, are vital needs to follow Jesus,
Trusting God with this very life, as we follow our Lord, Jesus Christ,
Obeying the living Word of God, as Christ leads, with staff and rod,
Acting upon our belief and faith, while guided by His Spirit of Grace.

Trusting the Lord in all that He does, as believers, is essential for us;
We must trust God, day to day, through whatever He brings our way,
While God works out His larger Plan, to reach the heart of each man;
Trusting Christ in all that we do, as God Himself shall see us through.

Obeying God daily, through His Word, He will see that all have heard,
The Glorious Gospel of Jesus Christ, as He sows His Truth in our life,
Through obedience to God’s Son, God will use us to reach everyone,
With the Truth of God’s Salvation, as we preach Truth to every nation.

Acting on our Faith for The Lord, The Holy Spirit must not be ignored,
For The Spirit is the Power of God, as we witness on this earthly sod,
Reaching out to the end of the earth, sharing with men a second birth,
Acting on our faith to reach all men, that they too, can be Born Again.

We trust in The Lord over all, Who rules over all men, great and small,
Obeying the One, Who died for us, our Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus,
As we act on God’s Word in our life, to be for Christ a living sacrifice,
To bring to every man and nation, the Good News of God’s Salvation.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Sky With Hand

Faith...

Is life...

Faith faith...

Is dream...

Faith faith

Is god...

Faith faith

Is love...

Faith faith

Is tommrow...

Faith faith

Is with win...

Faith faith

With all...

You are not

Faith full

You only loose

The life for your self

Another and another's...

win the world...

With faith to faith

Again and agian you

Run...

Sky with hand...

Thats for faith...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Hey You Its Me

Michael w. smith/ nik kershaw
Deb, you really are the love of
My life.
Hey you
Things to do
Live the life for faith and family
Its tough
With all that stuff
Filling your head
We know
The undertow
Could get us so we dont remember, but
Lest we ever
Lest we ever forget
Hey you, its me
True lovers are we
Children under the sun
Two spirits in the name of one
Hey me
Got to be
Places to go and people there to see
No space
For back to base
And no time at all
We talk
Walk the walk
Run the race
And climb the ladder, but
If we ever
If we ever should fall
Sometimes the smoke clears
And I see things how they are
I see how we have come so far

song performed by by Michael W. Smith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Gentle Faith

The soft embrace of a summer’s breeze
Is calm and gentle like the hand of God
That hugs and comforts I
With love and tenderness
A Father that I yearn to know
A Brother who I yearn to believe
And faith that I hold onto with my life
Because without faith
I have nothing
Without faith I have no love
Without faith I have no soul
Without faith I have no one
With faith I have all that God has given me
With faith I have all the blessings that I deserve
With faith I will have all I need
Because with faith, God hears me

(1-12-10)

poem by Jacqueline Webb
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All That’s Needed

I do not need any external relief, I just need to live out my belief,
Belief that goes beyond salvation, as I lean on God’s Revelation,
While things change and surely will, I need to let my heart be still,
Knowing my Lord is God over all, ordering events, big and small.

I know not what’s down the road, but, alone I don’t carry the load,
Following God, the burden’s light, even through the darkest night,
Never knowing what may be ahead, I depend on my Lord instead,
Who, through His Word is my guide, walking faithfully at my side.

The faith that I have in Jesus Christ, not only gives me eternal life,
For along with that blessed hope, God gives me strength to cope,
With unwanted trials that appear, on my earthly journey down here,
And with my eyes upon The Lord, plenty of grace, God will afford.

My friend, as I live out my faith, God provides me sufficient grace,
As my Lord leads me in this life, He comforts me in times of strife,
Upholding me in the deepest grief, as I firmly hold close my belief,
Not just my faith, but Jesus Christ, who had paid the ultimate price.

God’s Word lights my path each day, as I journey life’s narrow way,
With His Word hidden in my heart, God’s Truth each day has a part,
Directing each and every thought, as His Truth in my life is wrought,
Placing me on a Firm Foundation, through my faith in His Salvation.

poem by Bob Gotti
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What Is The Word 'Beauty' And Why Does It Mean So Much To Me?

What is this word ‘Beauty' and why does it mean so much to me?
Why do I see it in so many things?
The trees the flowers
The yellows and the greens
The road stretching before me
The distance of the sky
The light in a small child's eyes
Music that moves me to tears
All kinds of melodies
That linger in people's faces
Kind words and kinder deeds

What is this word ‘Beauty' and why does it mean so much to me?
And why in this small child playing near me now
Do I feel the Goodness and Greatness of God
The Beauty of everything?

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Garden of simple things

There is a place
I embrace and call my own
Where seeds are sown and grown
A little pond lays quietly making splatters
When small or large stones are thrown

The garden of love
The garden of simple things
I go to when
I need to enjoy simple things

Embellished with trees of different shades
Leaves of various colours and blades
Ornament each patch of the ground
As roses of colour glow in and out

There is a place
With you I want to share
Whistles of bird sounds
Constantly fill the air
Announcing life's simple pleasures
That no one can actually measure
Reliving all of who are there
Temporarily of endless social pressures

Kids laugh and talk
People peacefully walk
Exempt from the noises
of cars and trucks
Exempt from argumentative or aggressive voices
Dogs stroll aside their masters
Lovers hold hands
Stealing away kisses in beauty spots

The garden of beauty
The garden of simple things
In winter or in spring
A peaceful wind is always blown
Trees and plants are carefully cultivated
To permit anyone at all to be strongly motivated
It is here I breathe the air without a care
There is simply no reason
In any season
Not to fall in love with
The garden of simple things

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Do Not Sleep Yet...

do not sleep yet
for i am sad and like all the sad people of this world
i need a little time
to keep me company

talk
talk to me
whatever that be
i may listen and look at every word that you utter
as some butterflies or bees
or flowers on the foot of those green hills
breasts of some mountains
thighs of some river banks
soft hands of the creeks
bellies of the valleys

i want to imagine the anatomy of nature
like they are all naked women
and you shall think of me as the lusting sun
licking all those
tasting everyone

do not sleep yet
i need to look at your words as flowers
for now my intentions are honest
pure as gold without the bones
of adulteration

soft and yellow
shaped by the gentleness of your hands

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mom & You

Sweet dreams when mom made me sleep
Nightmares when you made me sleep

Delicious rice when mom fed me
Poisonous hot dogs when you fed me

Poor but peaceful life when mom was with me
Rich but rigorous life when you were with me

Mom’s words were harsh
But full of care, love and protection
Your words were sweet
But full of anger, deception and manipulation

Why are mom’s little things so different than yours?
Why are your big things so different than mom’s?

All I know is

There is no substitution
For the three-letter word “Mom”
While another three-letter word “you”
Has thousands others

poem by James Mond
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Faith For The Faithful

Through righteousness that’s not our own
Through gifts we now receive
Through Fire that melts a heart of stone
We’ve faith to Christ believe

We hope to see what’s never been
What no ones had to share
No ear has heard no eye has seen
We know through faith it’s there

Through faith we’ll see our God above
Through faith we live in peace
Through faith we’ll share eternal love
Where joy will never cease

Yet even when we go to sleep
Faith plays its wondrous part
We trust The Lord each night to breathe
Keeping alive our heart

Right there it seems to Christians odd
Why atheists don’t die
Unconsciously, they’ll trust in God
Yet consciously deny

Thank God for gifts that reigns supreme
Thank God for faith divine
Thank God for Christ The Living Stream
Through whom now life is mine

It’s mine because of faith’s embrace
Because of love unknown
Because I live to see the face
Who sits on Heaven’s throne

Alone I’d fail to walk the walk
I’d fail to claim this boast
No flesh and bone could talk the talk
Without the Holy Ghost

poem by Michael P. Johnson
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It’s Waiting There

You’ve never been to Heaven yet
Perhaps you never will
Yet faith dictates that man will get
To reign on Zion Hill

We’ve heard what God has had to say
Of things that must be done
We’ve heard by grace He’s paved the way
Through Jesus Christ His Son

We know by faith God’s Light will dawn
On those who seek His face
Through Jesus’ blood become reborn
Receiving Heaven’s grace

Who’ve faith to fight and faith to stand
Who’ve grace to serve our King
Who’ve hope to dwell The Promised Land
Our endless praise to sing

Impossible for doubting fools
For self conceited man
But those who live by Jesus’ rules
Will see where life began

We’ll see The Way to David’s Rood
We’ll eat the leaves of health
We’ll see life’s tree and eat its fruit
And reap eternal wealth

But who has ears The Truth to hear?
With faith enough to see
That Jesus Christ will soon appear
To bring these things to be

Allow God’s grace to come your way
Open to Light your heart
Accept what love has got to say
Let all your doubts depart

poem by Michael P. Johnson
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It's Waiting Here