Tag / poetry for jesus

by vunglaub

Acedia

UP from  THE COUCH, away from ACEADIA , I rise

“ACEDIA  ,excuse me, I sense I must exit  to leave.

Because , It is NOW too late for me to roll up a sleeve.

Somehow now I see  I  cannot wrestle you away from this place.

I see that You  have put a choke hold on all things of  God’s grace.

ACEDIA , there is something about your ways that  bore me to death!

So now mustering a  mere  ounce of umption  I will exit for breath.

Walking OUT THE DOOR,  away from the guest ACEADIA

“Oh come Oh Come Oh Breath of God, Breathe your Breath into my Yawns!

Blow the boredom that broods from dawn to dusk then dusk to damned dawn

Oh Breath, Sweet Breath of Jesus breathe your life Breath back into my yawn!!!

RETURN Slamming the door  to berate the guest ACEADIA

Now, hear me Acedia ,will you please leave now from my  couch?

UGH, sickly you bend and twist and then rest in a slothfilled slouch!

Your company makes thumbs stiffly fidget  on tablets and  phones

Stop euthanizing my  soul!  Our God gives Life of  His to His  own.!!!!

Looking OUT THE WINDOW at snow away from the guest ACEADIA

Oh Big Breath of God blow fragments of Life  from the sacred Sky!

Wave whirlwinds of manna from places where only angels fly!

Oh Big Breath of God bring Chinock winds to thaw what’s cold alive!

So I will trade  greetings   “just exist” for calls to  ” fully thrive”

Boldly Turning back to guest ACEADIA

Out of here you !And take your gadgets  and trinkets two by two!

I’ve  fields to harvest so white that they  glisten with gospel dew!

You must be gone now!  Gone , back to hell you tempter devil of Sloth!

Off my couch now !! Ive no room for both  you and  the one I betrothed!!

My Jesus, right here , will send you away after He crushes you on your lap!

And  His foot will curse and destroy  ALL the NOON DAY DEVILS TRAP!!!!

The Door blows open and The guest , Acedia , Flees with All his devices

1 . Acedia is a state of bored restlessness . Also, called the “noon day devil” It might be seen like a fidgeting laziness that comes after the freshness of morning. It is a definite creeping boredom with things of God. Though it was first defined 350 years after Christ as one of “eight evil thoughts”, later to become one of the “seven deadly sins” , it is a most modern sin. It is modern in the sense that it is most active today in anesthetizing the “Christian” by means of its numbing effect. The modern Christian is distracted to “present as a Christian person” but not inwardly “experience being an ALIVE and ACTIVE Christian”

2.  Acedia prevalent in these “last days” leads to what Paul describes as times “where men will be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful un holy. . . . lovers of pleasure more than lovers of good. “ 2 Timothy 3:1-5

3.  Acedia , also called “sloth” ,is what King Solomon warns us ” is suicidal “. “The fool sits back and takes it easy, His sloth is slow suicide” (Ecc 4:5 (message )) and “Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall and an indolent soul doth starve” (Proverbs 19:15 ) In contrast Solomon writs of  the godly woman  “She watches the ways of her household, and bread of sloth she eats not. ” Proverbs 31:27.

4. The only means to defeat Acedia is to invite LIFE and TRUTH in the room of our HEARTS . Killing the sin of Acedia, is to invite JESUS to THROW ALL DISTRACTIONS OUT OF THE ROOM OF OUR HEARTS and welcome only the SPIRIT OF JESUS. Jesus has conquered Acedia and given us a life free of it!!!

 

 

 

 

 

by vunglaub

My Everlasting New

I told them “time is always new when it finds its rest in you.”

I told them of days so pure yet wild , with your love so true.

How it is  lit with flashes of your Face Of never setting Rays ..

Dew drips Mercy on mornings  “Amen ” from you  oh Ancient of days.

Oh havoc of hurricanes and hate , my Enemies plead me to ” remember….”

Instead I turn in labor groan to your watch nights late in December.

I push for Glad tidings of Hope as these  Sad longings grieve to leave.

More yet more will be born Anew , Oh Lord , as with you, I push to believe!

All the while , you take my years in your  hand and thrust them into flight,

all the while you hold my face at your chest so I might become your delight!

And though I hear clocks on your wrist tick tick tock my days  to only few,

Your Open Heart will ever beat” There is Eternity for me and you !”

Father Time seems harsh to  fling  us all through such years to the Grave

But its You oh Jesus who woos me to High heaven , and guides me through this dark cave!

I love you more and more anew oh ancient one of ancient days

For Time is now swallowed by your Word and burned by its Eternal rays

I now see Our days together will be more than galaxies or stars in the sky!

I now see Your Love for me is beyond that where deepest seas lie!

Oh Ancient of Days let’s NOW plan “Whats New ” not on manmade calendar lines

For NOW my New rests in you forever, The One, I love who lives outside of time!

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“I saw in the night visions, and, behold, one like the Son of man came with the clouds of heaven, and came to the Ancient of days, and they brought him near before him.”

‭‭Daniel‬ ‭7:13‬ ‭KJV‬‬

by vunglaub

#praying

Could heaven on earth be right now  held at  bay

As the devil sends  dirt into  these empty jars of clay?

As keys and fingers agree “i’ll pray, Prayin, #Pray

But souls of our flesh cannot bend knee to obey !

Are there not angels and saints reviewing this score?

Can’t  someone see clear through this dim glass  door?

See we type “ prayin’ “tweet , prayin’ “text praying tap tapping 

up up up up to heavens tear flooded floor. . ?

And yet to bend to seek and to ask , is what we abhor !

Proud Preachers  preach  for the  Martha’s child  to reap .

While prophets called ” Seers” lie dead   dry,  fast asleep.

And words “pray” “prayin” “#praying” pile into a dung heap.

 See the Floodgates are damned with hypocrisy’s typed line !

 See Our Blushing seventy seven priests  turn  to resign.

See As angels  in angst await answers  divine.!

 

Oh  every way and every day I say aloud

with Solemn surrender “help me enter the cloud” 

“I’ll pray,” “I pray” ” praying” # pray “”I’ll ask the Lord”

But suddenly sitting still  in a moment  I find I am bored

What happened to the intended  petition and prayer ?

Oh God my Father “Is it without form sitting in midair?”

 

My Jesus weeps , wanting , the ruin in these dying days

sighing  and heaving as my hipocricy pings  and plays

Then ,He sees my hypocrisy sit upright in churches

He sees My lacking belief turn blessings  to  curses..

While choir girls like Me text “I’m Praying”  # praying verses  . .

 

See Day upon day tell of Satan’s cosmic feat

See a kingdom stalled because of  my defeat

See Damned  demons giggle  “horay Horray “look at her say

so sincerely “I’ll pray Ill pray ” hah ,” see her push to obey 

“Lets Whisper in her vespers and chatter away  “

Do our demon duty  to “distract the Bride today” 

Yeah they say His kingdom will delay. .  horray horray”

 

Oh now how long the lonely shadows inch across the land,

as fallen angels tarnish the Bride’s  wedding band.

Our Christ crucified looks crumbled , His words gutless and gun shot.

Our Stacked Piles of promised prayers linger languish and all forgot!

And me , now Here I sit tipped typing , in this critical chair

Where I wonder of His wonder if I would now say one small prayer.

Oh my Jesus , could but one word deliver a call for your love and care?

Does the Spirit saints and angels really fly at your command?

That I may tonight bend my knocking knees , fold my flimsy hands!

That I may tonight  watch the Father send light to land?

Oh Spirit help me Cast away  all churched  vanities

and Break free from all my double minded  insanities

and cry and call  oh Father ,Son , Spirit from up high

Let me never again also speak a  great and evil  lie!

Let me be true ! Let me have zeal ! Let me be Love!

Let me call forth the flood of every gift from Above !

I pray I pray Oh God help me to pray

Let no prayer be unspoken at the close of this day

Make my soul want madly  ‘your kingdom to come’

And let not my lying Lips loose  leave  your  will undone!

Notes:

. “And he spake a parable unto them to this end, that men ought always to pray, and not to faint;”
‭‭Luke‬ ‭18:1‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

“Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin.”

‭‭James‬ ‭4:17‬ ‭KJV‬‬

“Love must be without hypocrisy. Abhor what is evil, cling to what is good.”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭12:9‬ ‭NET‬‬

by vunglaub

Sudden

We Wait and Wait here for the Sudden

The Sudden of Of Pentecost day

For you, Oh Holy Gentleman. To come and Suddenly have Your way

We have waited and waited for this Pentecost hour.

When Love destroys Fear

And Perfect Love rises to Power.

Oh touch us now Holy Gentle Man. With Tongues of Fire. from our head to hand

Speak to us now Holy Gentle man. With roaring whispers blow sin like sand

Dress us now Holy Gentle Man.

As a Bride walking towards altar

Toward a True Covenant command.

We have waited and waited for this Pentecost hour.

When Love destroys Fear.

And Perfect Love rises to Power.

See these virtues our bridesmaids. They will be most dutiful. They stand behind us as we look to the Beautiful

See we hold Forth bouquets from fearless fortitude And tuck tight in garters Flasks Full Of Drunk Beatitudes

We have waited and waited for this Pentecost hour.

When Love destroys Fear.

And Perfect Love rises to Power.

So Holy Gentleman come present Jesus His bride.

And Lift off these scales and veils from Our eyes.

That we might Behold His Presence in hidden skies

We have waited and waited for this Pentecost hour.

When Love destroys Fear.

And Perfect Love rises to Power.

When our Tongues say I Love You. Amen amen Amen I do I do !

And we will be betrothed by the Father

To embrace only Jesus by the power of you!

Vigil notes

“The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come.” And let the one who hears say, “Come.” And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who desires take the water of life without price.Revelation‬ ‭22:17‬ ‭ESV‬‬

“When the day of Pentecost arrived, they were all together in one place. And SUDDENLY there came from heaven a sound like a mighty rushing wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting.”Acts‬ ‭2:1-2‬ ‭ESV‬‬

“until the Spirit is poured upon us from on high, and the wilderness becomes a fruitful field, and the fruitful field is deemed a forest.”Isaiah‬ ‭32:15‬ ‭ESV‬‬

“And the effect of righteousness will be peace, and the result of righteousness, quietness and trust forever.” Isaiah‬ ‭32:17‬ ‭ESV‬‬

by vunglaub

Easter Octave

 

1.

Silly Lilly ,  Look away from me

your gaze of purity will not set me free!

turn your face to the altar where you belong

where joy is real and saints write songs!

2.

Oh silly Lilly Look away from me!

Silly Lilly Look to Him who made you to “be”

turn your face lest I make you blush

or your shofar shape break this sacred hush

and all the faithful flee in a fear filled rush!

3.

Oh Silly Lilly look away from me!

Silly Lilly you may drink my tears lest they see

How I weep seeing Jesus when you look at me.

Far from me , He looks so pure , true and right

Silly Lily now  look away from me, the dark  of night!

4.
Oh Silly Lilly , you see within

I’m not like you , in this common dirt, I toil and spin…

I am tangled in roots of  doubt and grief and sin.

Oh Silly Lilly please stop your steadfast stare!

speaking to me how you too were once buried and bare!

5.

Silly Lilly did you really have the same conception?

Were you too  buried dead hoping for a resurrection?

Silly Lilly today I consider  you more and more.

But, you  look not away , you do not blush or ignore

You speak with tongues of angels as I just sit in hope to adore.

6.

Silly Lilly your stem does not break bow or bend

When He comes with blood , water, fire and wind.

Silly Lilly You keep your watch at my tearing soul

While His glimpse goes past you and I lose control.

I bend, I bow, I break beneath His unveiled scroll.

7.

Silly Lilly , Jesus is coming past your unshakable pose.

I see His walk, His way, His words, His woos and His woes.

He comes past you oh Lily of this Valley of Death below!

He comes to me a creature small grounded like a worm so low!

8.

Silly Lilly now look and see

He has come in all His purity. . . . He really is here to set me free!

Face to face on this altar I with you  belong

Where joy is real and saints write songs.

Referring to the Risen Christ and His Words

  • “Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass, which is alive in the field today, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith!”
    ‭‭Luke‬ ‭12:27-28‬ ‭ESV‬‬
    http://bible.com/59/luk.12.27-28.esv

 

 

 

 

 

by vunglaub

Spring Picking

How small His Holy Hand

that bends our stems

from this sin rooted land .

Heavens Hand high pulled low

picks

Hollyhocks like us below .

sets us stem to stem

petal to petal pressing in

Petal to petal press and point away

from the wild

Handicapped and handpicked

like Hollyhocks gathered

we haggard harlots ,

heartless high brows , henpecked husband‘s , hostile hairdressers, high minded halfwits ,

We the assembled assemble

Like flowers set apart

now styled

Resembling resembling something beautiful but wild

Peeking and pressing for something meek and mild

Seeking now

Something strong and riled

To tear us and take us from the field of pain and dirt and strife

To rip us to grip us and hold us

as a bouquet in Jesus sight

A bouquet of beauty ,

filled with water ,

in a Holy vase of life.

How small His Holy Hand

that bends our stems

from this sin rooted land .

Heavens Hand high pulled low

picks

Hollyhocks like us below .

by vunglaub

Wasted in the Wilderness

A TRIP before EASTER>  > > >LENT……….

And Jesus, FULL OF THE HOLY SPIRIT returned from th Jordan and was led by the SPIRIT in the wilderness Luke 4:1

“He split rocks in the wilderness and gave them drink abundantly as from the deep.” Psalms‬ ‭78:15‬ ‭ESV‬‬

I think I will, I will drink

I think I will , I will waste time

I think I will begin Drinking a new wine

 

My friends who are not friends

Will thumbs down my use of time.

Their silent secret stalks

Of posts and pictures and prompts

Will shrivel from my sight .

As I leave on foot and flight

To drink …

 

I think ,I surely think I will drink

I will hide in many closets and stills

As I drink my wine in hidden hills

I will pack a picnic to go with my high

I will steal the finest bread and none will I buy

I think I will SEE when I drink

 

I will drink fresh while the wine is pressing

My intoxication with the Vine will be the hidden blessing

I think I think I will drink

 

To plan to drink , I ll pack for 40 days

And forsake this familiar fat land

Where people sit to graze and gaze

I think , i think I will finally be brave and go

To that wilderness way where we starve to grow .

 

I think I think it’s time to drink…

I think I will get hungry and yet be more than full

I think I will get thirsty and never thirst at all

I’ll live in gain in losing , losing all that is cursed

I’ll live like a drunken creature that I was created to be at first.

 

 

 

 

by vunglaub

Advent #8

Isaiah 44, Genesis 3

Come oh Come oh Foot of Jesus to the ground beneath THIS TREE. . .

Does your foot still come to corrupt gardens , does it come crushing bud and head?

Does it come crush double faced flowers and snakes long ago dead?

Come oh Come oh Foot of Jesus to the ground beneath my feet. . .

Does your foot still come in snowy fields , does it come where limbs stiffly pray?

Could it come pick me amidst trees that bend and break and sway?

Come oh Come oh Foot of Jesus to the ground beneath the dirt. ..

Does your foot still bleed into these roots, does it come where sin and doubt do rot?

Could it soak this evergreen right here and uproot me for your pot?

Come oh Come of Foot of Jesus , please dig me out from this ground. . .

Does your foot still move across the barren, does it move through filth with snow?

Could it bring me to your home of Lights and from your light  would  I glow?

Come oh Come oh Foot of Jesus, lift me to the beauty of your arms . .

And carry me carry me to the house of Our Father where I will be a TREE dressed in heavens charms!

“And they heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day: and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God amongst the trees of the garden.

And the Lord God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life: And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.”

‭‭Genesis‬ ‭3:8, 14-15‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/gen.3.8,14-15.kjv

“For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground: I will pour my spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing upon thine offspring:

Sing, O ye heavens; for the Lord hath done it: shout, ye lower parts of the earth: break forth into singing, ye mountains, O forest, and every tree therein: for the Lord hath redeemed Jacob, and glorified himself in Israel.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭44:3, 23‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/isa.44.3,23.kjv

by vunglaub

Advent #7

Isaiah 30

I am a tree in this wilderness way.

I’ve roots that dig and limbs that sway.

Quiet and trust are stakes that keep me above ground.

While men with axes shout “shut up and sit down ”

I keep my leaves still beneath the snow.

I do not move, breathe ,bear fruit or grow.

See My roots fear the depth ,my limbs feign the love …

I wait for YOU TO COME , oh burning breath from Above !

COME , JESUS melt rivers and streams across my trunk and limbs !

Come Lord Jesus and let me be an ever green in you again !!

tell me “Come Follow ” as you axe a different tone

And Speak to me a better word than I have every known ….

I am a tree ,as your psalm and song do say .

I stand with roots grounded and limbs that pray .

Oh come, oh come , Jesus and carry me out of this woods so cold!

Oh come Jesus and set me to love in your house of glory and gold!

““For thus saith the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel; In returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength: and ye would not.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭30:15‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/isa.30.15.kjv

And therefore will the Lord wait, that he may be gracious unto you, and therefore will he be exalted, that he may have mercy upon you: for the Lord is a God of judgment: blessed are all they that wait for him.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭30:18‬ ‭KJV‬‬

http://bible.com/1/isa.30.18.kjv