Patience is a virtue – Promote Yourself

Ever pray for patience?

Uh huh…you too eh?

i won’t ask what happened, suffice to say you have my deepest sympathies

You see…

This is something we pray for before we know any better

And by that i mean before reading the book of Job

No one told me i should start in the New Testament, might’ve but i guess i was too impatient to listen

i’ve been learning patience on a whole new level

Oh, i’ve lost track of when i prayed that prayer…the precise year?

i almost wished at times that HE had not so keen an ear

i see no end to it…

Not in this lifetime any who.

In the strangest of ways

Through the most unlikely of means

Whether it be people, places or things

Unexpected, unanticipated messengers…

One day i just realized that somehow i was becoming more “patient”

With learning “patience”

And instead of feeling burdened by trials

Actually becoming more liberated by them and grateful for the experience.

The beauty of it is until just “now” reflecting on this as i write this i find myself redefined,

for i am taken aback by this apparent newfound patience not to want to rush ahead,

Of what is…

“being”

“Given”

“now”

(so weird)

i learned that it didn’t matter so much what i did or didn’t do, what happened to me or didn’t happen for me

But what Jesus did

and whether or not i was saved,

there is nothing that you cannot endure in Christ by Grace.

(1 Corinthians 10:13)

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Anthony Gomez, Moncks Corner, S. C.

 All Glory be to God. 

 

“See Through”: – Promote Yourself

A radiantly hue gem

of crafted green eyes

still possess me

with raw tenderness…

tempered with the stern

impatient fury

of cloud covered

grassy grey days.

          A dreamed collage of beige

          interrupts some nagging

          scabbed soul caressing

          excess baggage along

          a frozen mountain highway.

          The cinnamon sky beckons

           with voiceless puzzles

          sewn with the wings

          of picturesque angels.

An azure highway streams

cautious melted anguish

across the pressed tapestry

of this imprisoned heart.

A cobalt diamond gaze

lacking structured scholarship

of long, winding verbs…

holding me hog tied

with honey creamed skin.

          If I could see straight…

I wouldn’t  have run into you

Nathan Lindsay

http://randompoemswithnohome.wordpress.com/2015/01/13/see-through/

 

Bananas – Promote Yourself

See my face, my dear
I am standing in front of you
See it clear, see it near
For you might not see again
For it might disappear from you

~~~

I swing at the vine’s dwelling
Nothing is stopping me from looking
At the grape swelling
The colours, strange but pretty
Amazing and hooking

~~~

You see my heart
It is a yellow core, with no seeds
There is only one part
It is the curvy one
No hair, no beads

~~~

I seek for freedom
To fall, to reach the ground
To look at the world with the most fascinating view
To take a grasp on the green grass, the blue sky
To sip the flowing water, coming down from the mountain
To soar with the birds, the eagles that fly above

~~~

You fell on the day before night
A creature, furry and blue
Took you and I see your heart
Your heart is facing me, smiling
And the next moment, gone
How I wished you stayed

…

And your soul, still mingling around me
Excited, I tried talking to you
But you don’t speak my language
You don’t even speak
I await your response, forever it took
I await your response

…

You still are silent
I know you exist, maybe your mouth
Has depleted, or simply
You don’t want to talk
Your heart is just an illusion
I am seeing an illusion

 

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