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Surpraises
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Some Poetry from My Faith by Mike Fariss
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surpraises · 3 years ago
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New Science Realm
Astrophysicist of Faith, teach globally the fear of God and hope of a great future in Christ Jesus.  The joy of putting confidence in the realm of faith gets tempered whenever science wants to save our planet without trusting in its creator.  Consider the recent cosmic shot at finding new science in outer space to protect life on earth from the dinosaurs’ fate.  Some might knock on wood instead of turning to God.  As if easier, some attempt to change the paths of asteroids or meteors, which threaten to annihilate what evolution supposedly took so long to make.  The Bible, though often pummeled with doubts about it, predicts how this worst fear is in earth’s path.  And anyone still lost in the creation debate risks missing God’s way of escaping His wrath.  He already turned toward us for our safety, reconciling the world to Himself through Christ’s intervention, who's exalted dominion will never end.  Turning to Him receives true wisdom for new science on a rock solid mission.  Our returning Lord will reward Your stand on God’s saving holiness, love, and grace.
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surpraises · 4 years ago
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Raising Caleb’s Voice
bring forth faithful courage endure this earthly stand choose to reign with The Great I AM Firstborn
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surpraises · 4 years ago
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Systemic Hope
judging from what she's thinking
still constrains those rightfully freed
from limits that frame expectations
for bright hopes of promised futures  
yet her prejudice adds exclusion
reducing the likelihood of their advancement
until Christ makes her holy and without blemish
though meek as Moses she can be Pharaoh
since prideful idolatry hardens hearts
to call winning a race the gravest situation
when afraid to lose what she built up
with her energy labor and money
she fears their resiliency and numbers
will overtake it without permission
forcing her to accept this reluctantly  
while Christ makes her holy and without blemish
crucified is prejudiced bias
put it to death again in one holy nation
a chosen people forsaking strange gods
in truth’s ever-increasing army
sent forth to win millions of souls
each preconceived equally precious 
since Christ makes her holy and without blemish
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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A Beaming Look
silence beams her joy in mindful prayers
tears work tenderly a beautiful look
the Father’s goodness on His teenage girl
rocking kindness in love’s native language
streams a long ways her cries for ones missing
His smile she adorns to bless all the earth
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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So Heightened
keep wishing up growth a lot higher than measured sightliest of souls you’re your motherland’s daughter raised by your Redeemer’s hands
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Patron Finisher
with "see you later" my patron rests,
homebound he'll pass while I'm all in;
honor how good to have known a man
who stuck closer than a father.
 fresh grace renews his spirit revs
scatters abroad like an open hand
unworried 'bout where good seed lands
"God is able" his one montra.
 frailty's demands cannot exhaust
blessings his skin and bones command;
Christ's finisher runs well on the bend
prayer effects all he's after.
 with "see you later" my patron rests,
homebound he'll pass while I'm all in;
honor how good to have known a man
who stuck closer than a father.
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Solemn Thanksgiving
how does one find heaven’s comforting throne?
i’m desperate to understand a tragedy and need to go there.
through the glory of the knowledge of the LORD
could a psalmist take me up yonder, I wonder?
 the softened pages of my old Bible is where I seek;
wrap, my soul, around a new dimension;
eyes, strain and see with spiritual sharpness;
ears, carefully listen to these few revealed words.
 with David, I somehow approach Jehovah;
in a safe holy place, His throne of grace.
where are the resounding praises of mighty seraphs?
they’re important, I sure, but here purpose matters most.
 we hear only the solemn call of the great I AM,
“sit at My right hand.”
Jesus my Lord responds and is now enthroned  
given all authority in heaven and earth.
 His suffering complete, He is at peace;  
unrushed, He reigns at Jehovah’s right hand;
sitting honored, sitting exalted, sitting anointed;
waiting timelessly upon the Ancient of Days.
 harm cannot come here no matter what threatens below;
Christ remains calm as hostility torments earth’s streets;  
far beyond the shame of rebellion, the Messiah sits;  
let me humbly draw near Him to find peace and rest.
 the Great Jehovah addresses my Savior;
His eternal oath fervently resounds,
“You are a Priest forever.”  
praise! my Advocate is placed in the seat of dominion.
 worship; what a big smile crosses my face.
but it’s hard to keep fear from distracting my praises;
the Sovereign wages war on my Lord’s behalf;  
He fights mere mortals and other hapless beings.
 everywhere, the Covenant Keeper goes to work;  
for the Son’s Name He breaks nations and evil’s rebellion;
how easily the King Priest rules His adversaries now;
Jehovah subjects stiff-necked enemies well.
 oh, I’m starting to get it--my Messiah reigns in transition;
He will arise and return to finally destroy all our adversaries;
heaven’s great army musters, willing to follow;
the people of God, purchased by blood, enlist under His banner.
 soldiers mysteriously appear like the dew at dawn
consecrated and filling His ranks with youthful vigor;
freshly arrayed in uniforms shining with beauty of holiness;  
obviously, the quiet Priest King sits as commander.
 getting older, as I am, I consider my fighting days over.
yet now invigorated!  jump-to, my spirit, I must announce,
“willing, O Lord, You know I’m willing!” Hurry, join  
legions whose glories sparkle like the sunrise on dew.
 even shoulder to shoulder with those who have gone on before;
only cheerful righteousness-clothed warriors;
no grievers doubting, “what if--if I had only done this!”
yes!  thank you, Lord! our greatest achievement lies ahead.
 notice the psalm’s focal point becoming prophetic;
see now my Adonai conquering on earth.
the Spirit predicts fierce justice on the day of His vengeance;
depicts Christ triumphant in relentless pursuit of His foes.
 worship…Great Jehovah;
worship…my Lord, High Priest, Commander, coming King!
worship…my Comforter;
Jesus, today I am willing.
 thank you, solemn LORD, for Your Word;
thank you, Sovereign LORD, for all things!
  from Psalm 110
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Acorn Perspective
fellow nuts up in this old tree
don’t know right now what to believe
supposed divine love with powers that be
took my dear acorn perhaps to bereave
can’t look to heaven so hard to see
some spry new oak keeps shading me!
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Autumn Breezes
autumn breezes refresh my soul
bring on her radiant routine
brisk is this pace I can’t control
autumn breezes refresh my soul
kindly remind of Divine’s cool role
turning our youngest one eighteen
autumn breezes refresh my soul
bring on her radiant routine!
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Star Woven
In quantum
complexities’
bubbling cauldron,
darkness maddens,
creation groans,
atomic
uncertainties
keep on brewing,
but our october’s star
was woven,
secretly fashioned
in quiet seclusion,
data of days
premeasured,
foreknown.
Truth Eternal
in absoluteness
formed one still young,
so precious to us--
how vast the brightness
of a spirit’s fusion!
Intricate Designer
please guide her still
until when souls
know all full well.
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Jeremiah Promise
expectantly you give a name boldly and wonder if it’s holy 
namely Jeremiah after the prophet who weeps as evil creeps 
generations heap up God’s wrath blurred from burning the Word 
preserved when his name they insult promises the LORD will exalt    
  like the promise Eve receives after being deceived 
gets a reprieve though she hyped Satan’s lie   
to get high earning hard labor but heard God’s favor 
a Savior forgives fault her bruised offspring the LORD will exalt   
even young Mary willing to carry a child although scary 
would marry with this promise from the start pondered in her heart 
she does her part while its sword hits fierce with its pierce 
brings a serious result her laid-low son the LORD will exalt 
as His child train up your son who claims Jeremiah’s name 
without shame lift high its promise and raise him to praise 
strong faith always impress when his name is addressed   
blessed to cherish your thought that the LORD will exalt  
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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In Love Today
more 
on our way 
delight grows adores 
cherishes in love today 
more
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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About a Young Star
when a star won't blink 
quiet anticipation, 
tenacity speaks. 
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Wife’s Birthday
God of our years,
Your goodness attracts
kindly to her father’s steps.
remarkable mission
venture of a lifetime
quiets our young loves.
Your Spirit flames;
evangel’s grace performs;
welding two hearts in Christ.
her joy’s tears fasten mine;
Lord of happy birthdays!
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Humbled In
quirky fame 
jerked some chains 
felt your pain 
sin will stain 
dodging blame 
 make your breaks 
have your cake 
save the date 
wait too late 
seal your fate 
twerky fly 
free-wife high 
eightball try 
Satan's lies 
dueces, bye 
broken been 
humbled in 
Love's blood wins 
cleanses sin 
forgiven
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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From Here on Out
come outside
as most head in
saying it’s too late
and so forth 
anyways may a clear night
fall from autumn’s deep blue skies
bring by a few constellations
giving their high regards
with the harvest moon’s
to make your birthday bright
not like mythology’s reason
why Saturn’s still here
to reflect on time’s penchant 
for consuming each season
yet our stellar Lord Jesus 
interjects with the facts
His awaited glory’s at stake
and eternalness mandates
stare at dark spaces
claim your heritage of faith
as a Spirited promisee 
widen your reach for all peoples 
catch up with the stars
numbered somewhere  
running in the hundreds
of sextillions that is
so going forward 
from here on out
celebrate your day then
live astronomically
 Genesis 15:5,6
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surpraises · 5 years ago
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Truth’s Flyer
beyond physic’s reach
limits at infinity peak
where steepest vectors rise,
our Creator lifts
truth’s liberty gift
 ~ based upon His image~
 exalts our lineage
cheers a twenty-year try,
vaults her high;
she ascends to teach,
then Eternity speaks:
fly!
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