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Saved at age six on the Thursday night of a week-long revival meeting, I am a Christian, who prays that he represents Jesus well.

Who I am as a Christian is the foundation of everything I do, say, think as well as who I am.

The fact that I am terribly imperfect,

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Do unto others: 1 of 140

To render due as we do wish, to have the render done, Is lofty goal for us to reach, we're born of someone's son! So, as with all of Humankind, default we to a fault! With clearer sight we'll not be trite, but learn as we are taught! To do what does come naturally, we will protect the self, This "doing unto others" means, we...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On writing poems: 1 of 72

To write a lovely poem verse, is like a summer's breeze, Refreshing when a day's its worst, to bring the heart some ease. A metaphor's the schooner's mast, to stabilize the gale, That forward thoughts be first and last, eschewing monstrous whale. The rhythm of all poems dance, in metric shorts and longs, That readers' words ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Asking why: 1 of 60

Title: Why, O Truth? Body: Why, O Truth, Do you hide away, an leave the world to guess, About the right and wrong each day, that HOPE may never rest? Why, O Truth, Do I make offense, declaring that I know, The One You are Who makes clear sense, You make my HOPE to grow!?! Why, O Truth, Did you become sire, of many shifting t...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Forgive me: 1 of 56

O, Please forgive me! I have sinned! I do confess this fool I've been! A moment of a weak resolve, Has made regrets that I can't solve! We walked together you and I, as friend with friend and now "Goodbye!" Our lives don't work so eas'ly out, as sitcoms that we talk about! Mistakes are made with no repair, one heart may chan...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My best friend: 3 of 163

The best of all my Earthly friends, will stand the test of Time, Will linger through Eternity, is quality sublime... My best friend talks and truly hears, enjoys me as I am, My best friend knows my hopes and fears, and loves me as He can... We are quite diff'rent, He and I, the only thing the same, Is great respect that brin...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Strength: 2 of 108

The safety of our lives is sought, in many forms of strength, We hope our lives will ne'er be bought, nor minds pushed to the brink. We look to strength of brutish force, for there we strongly stand, Yet shed great tears on life's true course, as fails this honored plan. Where do we look for strength of years, as years of st...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Walking in the fog: 2 of 104

The fogs of life are clearly seen, but sight through them's not clear, without experience on which to lean, we move only in fear. Be still, My Heart, and make no move, until the move you make Is made with clear and thinking mind, no fog to cause mistake. To sit, to listen, and to wait, Creation will now sing... A chirp, a ru...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Breathing: 4 of 147

My breathing helps me go along, It fuels my body best, For breathing helps me sing a song, and live and meet each test. Just think,...we're breathing the same air, that famous ancients breathed, Did Moses watch in wordless stare, as stones commands received? We're breathing with the friends we love, when close and when apart...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I dare you: 4 of 127

This life is often just a game: we work, we sleep, we eat! I dare you now to take the blame, Renew! Don't just repeat! I Dare You now! Embrace The TRUTH, that others quickly miss, The Savior, taught you in your youth, is worthy of your kiss! I Dare You to confess your sin, receive Salvation bought, Forever blessed, your plac...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Defining God: 2 of 60

His Name reveals Him as He IS, "I AM", and that is all, None else can live, unless He gives, the breath of life to all. If GOD had only Wrath as trait, No human life would know, For life would cease on first sin's date, None would be left, I trow. If GOD of Grace were all He'd be, then still there'd be no Hope, For Man would...