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‘No Longer Slaves’ – Bethel worship

‘You split the sea
So I could walk right through it
My fears were drowned in perfect love

You rescued me
And I will stand and sing
I am a child of God.’

‘What a Beautiful Name’ – Hillsong Worship

‘Death could not hold You, the veil tore before You
You silenced the boast, of sin and grave
The heavens are roaring, the praise of Your glory
For You are raised to life again

You have no rival, You have no equal
Now and forever, Our God reigns
Yours is the Kingdom, Yours is the glory
Yours is the Name, above all names

What a powerful Name it is
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus Christ my King

What a powerful Name it is
Nothing can stand against
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus’

The Land Remains Beautiful

Cursed after the fall
The land remains beautiful
Restoration signs

A new Heaven and new Earth
The hand of the Creator

To Adam he said, ‘Because you listened to your wife and ate fruit from the tree about which I commanded you, “You must not eat from it,” ‘Cursed is the ground because of you; through painful toil you will eat food from it all the days of your life.
– Genesis 3:17

Then I saw ‘a new heaven and a new earth,’ for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea.
– Revelation 21:1

written in response to this week’s RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt (Challenge #145) – “Beautiful” and “Curse”

Green Meadows Abound

O to rest e’ermore
Where the heavens drop their dew
Green meadows abound

written in response to this week’s prompt at Haiku Horizons, and drawing on Zechariah 8:12Zechariah 8:12

Jacob’s Ladder

Climbing the ladder
The thoroughfare of angels
God’s kingdom is near

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post

‘He had a dream in which he saw a stairway resting on the earth, with its top reaching to heaven, and the angels of God were ascending and descending on it. There above it stood the Lord, and he said: ‘I am the Lord, the God of your father Abraham and the God of Isaac.’
– Genesis 28:12-13

today’s prompt at The Daily Post

‘Behold my Son’

A dove descending,
As Heaven opened the skies –
A voice from above:
‘This is my Son, whom I love,
And with him I am well pleased.’

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, inspired by Matthew 3:16-17

Follow the River’s Course

Caught in eddy pools
Swimming against life’s currents
Taken by the flow

Find the river’s course
As it flows through the desert
Oasis of life

written in response to this week’s prompt – “swim” – at Haiku Horizons

BOP #NaPiWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

B orn under a cloud
O vercast by fear and doubt –
P aradise awaits

Day 11 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017 presents a prompt challenge too far (for the moment) from NaPoWriMo.net: : the Bop. The invention of poet Afaa Michael Weaver, the Bop is a kind of combination sonnet + song. Like a Shakespearan sonnet, it introduces, discusses, and then solves (or fails to solve) a problem. Like a song, it relies on refrains and repetition. In the basic Bop poem, a six-line stanza introduces the problem, and is followed by a one-line refrain. The next, eight-line stanza discusses and develops the problem, and is again followed by the one-line refrain. Then, another six-line stanza resolves or concludes the problem, and is again followed by the refrain.

My acrostic haiku presents a problem, develops it, and provides the solution in rather fewer words.

Revelation Convicts

False comfort in the crowd
Who disown their Father
Revelation convicts
The heart as an outlier
Welcomed then into the fold
To become a branch
of the one True Vine
Adopted to inheritance
In the royal throne room

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Posttoday’s prompt at The Daily Post

I Shall Testify #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

I shall testify nothing
if not Jesus Christ and Him crucified
whom God presented
as a sacrifice of atonement
the righteous for the unrighteous,
to bring us to God;
for while we were still sinners,
Christ died for us;
in this Way God demonstrated
his own love for us:
reconciling the world
to himself in Christ.

Since Christ was raised from the dead,
he cannot die again;
death no longer has mastery over him:
He has destroyed death,
and has brought life and immortality
to light through the gospel;
for Christ did not enter a sanctuary
manufactured with human hands,
but entered heaven itself,
now to appear for us in God’s presence;
He was put to death in the body
but made alive in the Spirit.

There is one God,
and one mediator between God and mankind:
the man Christ Jesus;
there is but one Lord, Jesus Christ,
through whom all things came,
and through whom we now may live;
God made his light shine in our hearts
to give us the knowledge of His glory;
this is how we know what love is:
Jesus Christ laid down his life for us
and we ought to follow, and lay down our lives
for the sake of our brothers and sisters.

Day Three of Na/GloPoWriMo2017, and today’s challenge is to write an elegy – a poem that mourns or honours someone dead or something gone by, centred on an unusual fact about the person or thing being mourned. In this case, as I look ahead a couple of weeks to Easter, we mourn Good Friday’s sacrifice, but rejoice in Easter’s resurrection, inspired by the words of Paul the Apostle’s various letters to the New Testament church.

Day Three of Na/GloPoWriMo2017