
The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat one’s self.
From Proverbs 19:8: “To get wisdom is to love oneself; to keep understanding is to prosper.”

The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat one’s self.
From Proverbs 19:8: “To get wisdom is to love oneself; to keep understanding is to prosper.”
Overwhelmed
Life’s pace
Quickens and races
Time to reorder life’s
Priorities

Lurking
Anxiety, fear
Future clouded over
What will tomorrow bring?
Hope

Morning
With coffee
Calm, instrumental music
Preparing for another day
Ready

The German-inspired poetry style of Elfchen (or Elevenie) contains five lines of poetic verse, usually without the use of rhyming verses. A total of 11 words are used with a sequence of one, two, three, and four words before ending with a single word in the final verse.

Humor can be one of our best survival tools.
Humor does not diminish the pain–it makes the space around it get bigger.
This poem was inspired by Lisa’s post where she shares a series of brilliant and encouraging quotes about friendship. Take a moment and visit her post at The Road Back to Life.

Destiny unites true friends
Transforming life with its spark
Sincere friendship fills two hearts
Never alone in the dark
Never take friends for granted
Honesty, laughter, and tears
Staying connected insures
Treasures shared over the years
Sharing life’s pain, healing wounds
Long-lasting friendship endures
Glue holding life together
Truly caring, reassures
Always count on each other
Offering silent support
“Forever minutes” share love
Caring never falling short
Life travels through forest trails
Friends together, all these years
Brings us home through darkest times
Greatest love when friendship cheers

From Proverbs 18:24: “Some friends play at friendship but a true friend sticks closer than one’s nearest kin.”

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Politicians are like ships: nosiest when lost in a fog.
Oratory is the art of making a loud noise sound like a deep thought.
David praises the greatness of God through Scripture found in Psalm 145, and these verses inspire this poem.

Each day life seems too normal
Monotonous and mundane
Beautiful bundle arrives
Hallmarks of our Lord’s domain
Blessing us each precious day
Spontaneous surprises
Praising our Father’s great name
Goodness comes in all sizes
Reaching depths of every sea
Loving each generation
Eclipsing highest heavens
Honoring God’s creation
Awesome and vast deeds come forth
Witnessing God’s mighty acts
Glorious splendor singing
Filling what life truly lacks
God’s everlasting kingdom
Harvesting abundant gifts
Faithful words stir greatest feats
Balancing life’s slips and shifts
Singing of God’s righteousness
Showering with compassion
Tasting His Holy goodness
Remembering His passion
Blessing His name forever
Amen

From Psalm 145:8: “The Lord is gracious and merciful, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.”

The reason some of us are such poor specimens of Christianity is because we have no Almighty Christ. We have Christian attributes and experiences, but there is no abandonment to Jesus Christ.
From John 4:11-14: “The woman said to him, ‘Sir, you have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living water? Are you greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us the well, and with his sons and his flocks drank from it? Jesus said to her, ‘Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but those who drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty. The water that I will give will become in them a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.’ The woman said to him, ‘Sir, give me this water, so that I may never be thirsty or have to keep coming here to draw water.'”
Blazing summer heat
Laboring against the clock—
Melting ice cream cone

New day beginning
Morning coffee aroma—
Good to the next cup

Internet gateway
Needing a secure password—
How does p@$$word sound?


You cannot out-dream God.
From John 10:10: “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly.
Today’s memory changes up a bit. Instead of a previously published poem, here is a short story from May, 2019. It is an example of micro fiction (with 115 words). Enjoy!

A famished black bear rummages through the thick, overgrown forest. His endless appetite resembles a midnight thief raiding the fridge for a sweet tasting snack.
His ravenous mood brings him to an ancient tree trunk, containing a large opening. The tree might as well display a flashing sign: HONEY!
The bear’s sweet tooth needs to be satisfied, but before he can explore further . . . a warning signal vibrates through the inside of the tree.
The colony of honeybees has been notified that an intruder has arrived at their honey factory: HONEY ALERT!
A swarm of bees flies into attack position. The lead striker says, “We have the target in sight.”
GO! GO! GO!