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Literature for Living

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Christian Poems

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SILVER HARVEST

As I look around the church,
Countless elderly come to worship.
The sun dances on their hair so white,
Like halos of angelic light.

No matter what color tresses
The Lord has given us at birth,
We all slowly pale to a shinning shade of gray,
Like fruits ripening in the afternoon of day.

Though our bodies wither and wane,
Our spirits mature much like our locks,
Changing with every struggle and earthly care,
Until they glow like the aura of angels fair.

A subtle reflection of what’s to be,
Our souls start to sparkle about our heads,
As our worldly roots and corporal stalk shrink away,
God delights in His silver harvest while we pray.

JK 1999

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Jehovah

Call me Jehovah
The great, I AM.
For I AM the essence of being,
From which all beings have flowed.

The fountainhead,
The GodHead of existence.
From Jehovah came first all matter
To comprise the earth and atmospheres.

Thus the air and waters
And dry lands clung together,
To make ready for the plants and animals.
Organic and inorganic originate from My Source.

Finally
The most precious beings of all burst forth,
My matter in its most miraculous form,
Godlike and willful…

Man,
Man who should know Jehovah,
The great I AM.

It is only man, who can say,
YOU ARE, YOU ARE, my Lord,
And therefore here we stand,
Seeking our tiny destinies
In your plan so grand.

JK February 12, 2001

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Epitaph

I brought nothing into this world,
And I am taking nothing out
Except my Savior’s love,
Which has been with me throughout.

I am now with the angels above
While you are still at trial.
My time release has come,
As you live your earthly while.

If I could give you counsel,
This is what I’d say:
Open your heart to God,
Learn to walk His way.

Count your treasures in kindness.
Give beyond any bound.
Hoard humility with a blindness
To pride that’s all around.

Think not of what you can take,
Or whom you would like to fight.
Peace is yours to make.
God will keep score right.

Be brave in your example,
Cover not your heart that’s pure.
The swine can never trample
A Christian who is sure.

Fear not when your path is hard,
Or things just don’t seem clear.
Have patience, pray, and listen,
For God is ever near.

Forgive, and you’ll be forgiven.
Ask, and you will receive.
Thank God, and you’ll be thanked.
Have faith, and you’ll believe.

You brought nothing into this world,
And you will take nothing out
Except the love you leave behind;
That’s what it’s all about.

Jk 1997

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Rock of Conscientiousness
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What does it take to abide in a man's heart?
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How often God showed Himself to His people.
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In the Old Testament…
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   by force, by fire, by flood, by cloud, by manna,
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      by water issued from desert rock,
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      by parting the sea to free His people in their walk,
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   by opening the earth to swallow the wicked,
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by the glow of Moses with Holy Laws on chiseled rock.
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How many times did we forget His presence?
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For every time He showed Himself,
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a thousand times we forgot.
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   The Laws were broken and idols made,
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      Baal and others were craved and sought.
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      Licentiousness, lust, and languish ruled.
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   What once was sacred, devoured by fools.
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So quickly we turn from devout to cruel.
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God then showed Himself in the New Testament,
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incarnate in the Son of Man,
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dispersing miracles in more personal ways,
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   healing the hopeless, raising the dead,
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      forgiving the sinner, sharing His bread.
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      Most doubted Him still or simply forgot,
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   but He left us His Church
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anchored upon Peter, His rock.
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His beloved Church of the Holy Spirit,
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birthed by His disciples who taught
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of His blood upon the Cross,
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   and His glorious resurrection
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      through the tomb's heavy rock.
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      What is it about life that turns our senses so dull?
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   The most remarkable of awakenings for instance,
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are euphemized tragically by temporal distance.
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As we tread our path in time
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revelations slip from our hand like desert sand.
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The tighter we clutch, the quicker they seem to escape.
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   Once emptied, the hand reaches for what it shouldn't.
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      Earthly temptations find it grasping, groping, 
                                      hoping to manipulate…
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      with little memory of the eternal sand it once held,
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   the sand from the rock, from which we came 
                                   and to which we return,
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with no other hope but what we should have learned.
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Ah… to indelibly remember the presence of God.
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Hold fast and fresh your awakenings,
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your dawnings of divine consciousness.
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   Let them not fade with the heat of life's pleasures 
      or pains, passions or pestilence, 
          permissiveness or pride.  Hold fast!
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      Notice each time God passes in front of you,
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   crystallize it in your heart and mind and soul
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to ever reflect in all you do like a diamond, 
                      the most precious and resilient rock.
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Don't bother to wonder
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whether you would have believed better
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if you had lived with Jesus then.
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   For you would have believed then, as you do now.
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      It is up to you, to recognize and remember how.
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JK   April 24, 2003
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Love the Lord thy God with all your heart
and love your neighbor as yourself,
there is no other pinnacle of success for this life,
no other measure of your worth,
and yet no greater challenge.

JK May 6, 2007

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