Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

"What Will They Think?" ; "What I'd Love to See in My Lifetime"; and "Amazing Grace"

If we’re not careful, it’s easy to look back and look down upon the Israelites, who repeatedly rebelled against God, despite His clear presence and their clear dependence upon Him. We cast a critical glance towards our own country’s ancestors, for such things as allowing slavery, yet not (initially) allowing women to vote. We may scoff at the Salem Witch Trials or at the sometimes inhumane and unfair treatment of Native Americans. We may look with pitying condescension at how political disagreements escalated into the War Between the States.

Looking beyond our country’s history, we may quiver at the “darkness” of the Dark Ages, or mock the primitivism of those who lived long before us.

Yet, all is not negative. Within each period of history, we remember and recollect great men, powerful leaders, expansive civilizations, interesting cultures, spectacular literature, breathtaking art, achievements rivaling believability, and astounding advancements in technology and industry. Both the positive and the negative elements define epochs of time, with one usually overriding and smothering the other—to one extent or the other.

Whence comes the poem I am to unveil today. Written during the Sanctity of Life Week 2007, the poem is titled “What Will They Think?” In it, the “they” I refer to are the eyes and minds of the future, reading the history chapters of the present. The idea behind it is that, while there are many positive things that have happened in my lifetime which will be remembered, there are also many evil and despicable things, which will stain the memory of my small piece of time in His Story, if drastic changes do not occur. (Though, if the world does not slow in its spiritual and social execution of the Second Law of Thermodynamics, the world of the future may not consider “bad” what I do). Particularly, in this poem, I am referring to abortion, and I hope this poem motivates you to continue to battle for what’s right.

What will they think when they think of when I lived?
An age of technology like there’s never been?
An age of prosperity and communication?
An age of world travel and worldwide friends?

But when I think of this time I live in,
My thoughts often travel in the direction
Of that terrible thing I wish nothing in common,
That terrible thing which is known as abortion.

I wish my time had no relation,
With this time when abortions are freely given,
And in any convenient situation,
One can kill her own baby if she gets the notion.

Oh! This shame of America, if there’s ever been!
This national dishonor, this national sin!
This self-curse upon us, which one day must end,
If God is just, in great punishment.

That is, unless a big change does commence,
Bringing with it an act of true repentance,
A cry out to God for less consequence,
Than we rightly deserve as our just sentence.

For God is love, and He’s full of mercy.
He offers His grace, and He offers His peace.
But if we will not show mercy to our own babies,
What should we expect from the Righteous One judging?

So what will I do, and, so what will you?
We had better do something, and you can bet that that’s true.


I also have a portion of a song I wrote that is relevant to this post. I normally do not post my songs on the Internet, but this song is incomplete, and I don’t see it being finished any time soon. However, the chorus is still very poignant. Titled “What I’d Love to See in My Lifetime,” it’s a play on a very common question asked in interviews: “What would you love to see in your lifetime?” The question infers both where you’d like to go, and what you’d like to happen in the world around you.
Using this pretext, I make brief mention of abortion, along with the sanctity of marriage, and the continuing need for evangelistic efforts to change people’s hearts for Christ.

What I’d love to see in my life, would be that babies get the right to choose.
What I’d love to see in my lifetime, is marriage treated special too.
What I’d love to see in my lifetime, is more and more finding out the Bible is true.
That’s what I’d love to see in my lifetime.


As I type out this poem and chorus of a song, I’m reminded of one of the best movies—okay, I’ll go all out—probably that I’ve EVER seen. At least, it’s the best movie I’ve seen in the recent past. It is powerful, inspirational, emotional, enamoring, and educational, and fully worthy of our support. The title is Amazing Grace, and it’s the true story of English abolitionist William Wilberforce, perhaps the foremost contributor to ending the slave trade. A devout Christian supported by devout Christians in his efforts, the politician Wilberforce battled against slavery on moral grounds for years…and years…and years…when “only Christians were 'crazy enough' to think slavery was wrong.” (Quote: Author of the book Amazing Grace on Fox News’ Hannity & Colmes) Finally, as citizens’ minds were changed one-by-one and the political system was creatively and astutely manipulated, Wilberforce had the sweet satisfaction of godly success. He is a role-model for Christian activists today, an example of politics in the name of God, and a trailblazer for transforming society.
~Kingdom Advancer

Saturday, February 17, 2007

If Angels Go With Me...

I apologize for the lack of posts lately. My cup of busyness "runneth over" lately, and though against my will, neglect has fallen directly and foremost on Kingdom Advancing. Further, the end of the Dakota Fanning, Hounddog, saga left me with less of a sense of duty and urgency to post something else.

This is not to say that I don't have things to write about. On the contrary, there are many topics I would love to make commentary on. But, at this time, my amount of posting will not be able to accommodate a lot of issues.

Still, I am by no means and in no way abandoning this blog, and I hope you will not either.

For now, I still can't post a full-fledged article, but I thought that I'd publish a poem. I encourage you to check out the rest of the poetry that I've put on Kingdom Advancing.

Christians often get discouraged, frightened, and beaten down in their good fight. Sometimes, I think too much focus is placed on the enemy--the devil and his demons. We should always remember that we have the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit, and transitively angels on our side. This poem, entitled "If Angels Go With Me," embodies the confidence and courage that Christians should possess, focusing especially on angels in this specific poem.

If angels go with me, at what shall I tremble?
If I go with an army that God has assembled?
In-visible, flying, and nimble,
If angels go with me, at what shall I tremble?

If angels go with me, where shall I not go?
With them by my side, above, and below.
If angels go with me, and this I do know,
If angels go with me, where shall I not go?

If angels go with me, walls will come crashing,
Regardless of pain, I'll withstand the full thrashing,
And I'll not be disheartened by a simple tongue-lashing.
If angels go with me, walls will come crashing.

If demons shall charge me, why should I flinch?
If know I that angels are there in a pinch,
As my battle buddies, right there in the trench,
If demons shall charge me, why should I flinch?

If angels go with me, I know this besides,
That Jesus is with me, and with me abides.
And if Jesus is with me, from whom shall I hide?
If angels go with me, I know this besides.

If angels go with me, they're sent by the Lord,
And if sent by the Lord, then I know this and more,
That the God Who is after and the God who's before,
Is the God Who's protecting me evermore.

~Kingdom Advancer
(Originally Written: 9/21/06)

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

How Much Time Do We Have Left?

This poem is another in a series of poems and prose that focuses on the need for zeal and urgency in evangelism. Also see: Really Believed ; Witness to Our Enemies ; Fear of Failure/Rejection ; and I Am Prepared to Die.

How much time do we have left?
The end is coming, step by step.
And while Jesus is praying, will we have slept,
And left many souls of salvation bereft?

They hang on the cliff, as we hide in God's cleft,
By God's pleasure, they've not fallen to the depths
Of hell, but rather, by Him have been kept,
On the edge, but not rightfully judged quite yet.

Will we stand here and watch them fall?
God will let their grip slip, and that will be all.
Will we deafly ignore the call?
And be chastised that we "dropped the ball"?

Let's pray we will not, let's pray period,
So that some might be saved and raised from the dead.

~ Kingdom Advancer
written September 18th, 2006
© Copyright 2006, Kingdom Advancing

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Water

This poem was written when I was feeling discouraged. I felt like I wasn't doing enough for God, like I wasn't using my talents and efforts enough toward His glory, like my life didn't have enough purpose and direction. But by the end of writing the poem, I'd already found strength, hope, and confidence again, with "my self, my all" bound to the Lord Jesus.

My life is like water, not a river, mind you, friend.
A waterfall with a beginning, but apparently no end.
It travels with no finish line, no direction it travels in.
It gives no purpose or protection, no certainty it lends.

Now think of this water as effort, time, and prayer.
A lot of things over the years, in which I put a lot of care.
Where the water splatters is a place I call here,
But, by God's will, when it collects, I will be going somewhere

But all this water, all this talent, all this knowledge on the ground,
Can't be wasted, disrespected, or stagnant, it'll be found.
So to the Lord Jesus, my self, my all is bound,
And with that in mind, I know my future, my purpose are sound.

~ Kingdom Advancer
written February 22th, 2006
© Copyright 2006, Kingdom Advancing

Fear of Failure/Rejection

This poem addresses the apparent hypocrisy and double-standard in many Christians, that they/we are willing to risk failure and rejection in many other areas of their/our lives (this poem especially illustrates sports), but they/we aren't willing to witness to others for "fear of rejection," "fear of failure," "fear of making a mistake," "fear of offending them."
Because I might not score, do I fail to take the shot?
Because I might have lost, should I not have fought?
Do I not put my glove out, ‘cause the ball might not get caught?
If there’s a chance I might mess up, should I not hold my spot?

Because it might be dropped, do I fail to make the pass?
‘Cause someone might be faster, do I not try to go fast?
Because I’m not a pro, do I not fish for bass?
Because I could get a problem wrong, do I not go to class?

Because the truth is harsh, do I still think ignorance bliss?
Do I decide not to swing the bat, for fear that I might miss?
Because my loved ones I might lose, do I their love resist?
Do I not punch in self-defense, ‘cause I might hurt my fist?

Certainly not, so why then,
From a fear of rejection,
Do I as a Christian,
Not tell the world about sin,
And how to be born again?

A chance it is agreed,
But it’s a chance I see,
As a risk that’s worthy,
For it is setting souls free!

It is a simple task,
And what the good Lord asks,
Is that we give something back,
By going to souls who lack
The power to turn their souls to white from black.
~ Kingdom Advancer
written: September 6th, 2006
© Copyright 2006, Kingdom Advancing

Saturday, September 16, 2006

I Am Prepared to Die

This poem is part creed, part battle cry, and part comforting words on which to meditate.
I am prepared to die,
As if I am a soldier,
For the cause of Christ,
Gives me strength and makes me bolder.

I signed an Oath of Death and Life,
With His very own blood,
I promised ever to live and fight,
For what He’s doing and has done.

Now that I hoist His banner,
Life and death hold but small difference.
In both I hope to bring God honor,
By learning all His lessons.

It’s not a peacetime in this army,
Of which I willingly serve.
The devil has his evil minions,
Always “throwing curves.”

There is no fear, whatsoever,
Felt within these walls,
For we have victory forever,
On Jesus we may call.

Confidence runs high, because we have the General,
Who does the supernatural, and everything controls.

The foe does know his destiny,
Is in loss and not in winning.
But yet he fights the battle raging,
Hoping some soldier's fainting.

I am prepared to die,
As if I am a warrior,
For the reward that waits me nigh,
Is better than what's before it.
~ Kingdom Advancer
written August 4th, 2006
© Copyright 2006, Kingdom Advancing

Reasons I Believe

This poem was written out of the desire to quench my own doubts that occasionally surface like weeds, and to answer, in a concise and artistic way, how through experience one can be so sure of the infallibility of Scripture, the existence of God, the work of the Holy Spirit, and the divinity of Jesus Christ.
I've tasted and seen that the Lord is good.
I've read His Holy Word.
I've found no fault within its pages,
But only boundless worth.

I've read and memorized those lines--
Those words in any language,
Which remain letters Divine,
While no longer seem strange.

I've read and marveled endlessly,
At the many prophecies,
The future predicted so flawlessly,
For others, still a mystery.

I've read about my Savior,
In Testaments Old and New.
Symbolized in each endeavor,
And realized to be true.

I've seen His works in their perfection,
For no criticism I find grounds.
I've seen the good, the great, and better,
But wait for the trumpet's sounds.

I've felt the Spirit and the Ghost,
I can't deny the facts.
He comes and goes but stays with me.
And never is He lax.

I've talked to God the Father,
I do it every day.
You cannot make me to believe,
To no one I do pray.

I've seen His many miracles,
That He performs in grace.
The ordinary and supernatural,
For Him are commonplace.

We walk together on the sand,
Sometimes He carries me,
It cannot be explained to be,
That I'm only imagining.

I’ve come to know Him better now,
Through amazing grace and faith,
And those only serve to compound,
The evidential state.

Though His ways are hard to grasp,
And difficult to see,
You will never change my mind,
But hopefully, He will thee.

~ Kingdom Advancer
written August 4th, 2006
© Copyright 2006, Kingdom Advancing

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Witness to Our Enemies

This is a very unique poetic work, combining several different rhyme schemes and meters. It's point is that we (as Christians) should not allow our preferences, opinions, pre-judgments, dislikes, hatreds, ad infinitum, to keep us from witnessing and evangelizing to everyone.

Shall our own hate be the gate that bars the way to heaven?
Shall our own disdain preserve the stain of sin?
Shall our own dislikes remove the spikes from Jesus' hands and feet?
Shall our own despising feed the rising flames of hell?
Shall our own grudges be the judges of who deserves to hear?
Shall we who are healed, not reveal the cure?
Shall a price we're owed sacrifice a soul?
Shall a penny-debt invoke eternal death?

May it never be so!
May the pot not keep the kettle from the stove!
May one poor slave not keep another from escape!
May the planks remind before the specks we find!

Our transgressions are massive; our sins are great.
And by Jesus' words, we murder when we hate.
We must love all, and not hesitate,
To tell all the Good News and their ultimate fate.

Realize their wrongs against us are few,
When compared with the wrongs against God we all do.
Realize God sent His Son so that all might choose,
To be winners in Christ rather than to lose.

Remember this: our calling is from Above,
And the one who does not try to stop the bleeding,
Is guilty of spilling the blood.

--Kingdom Advancer
written: September 3rd, 2006

© Copyright 2006, Kingdom Advancing