One Glowing Review: A Small But Bright Beginning

I have exactly one review so far for my new book.

It may not seem like much at first, but take a closer look

And feast your eyes upon the splendor of five shining stars,

More beautiful to me than Saturn, Jupiter or Mars!

 

How precious glows the gem of one who took the time to write

And share her thoughts on how this story gave her such delight!

Some readers promise book reviews, but how many deliver?

That’s why I want to take the time to thank this cheerful giver.

 

To me, it’s like the widow’s mite, a gift straight from her heart.

No one can tell the value of this precious work of art.

Like Jesus multiplying food, I choose to  magnify

What God can do with little and trust Him to multiply

 

The fruit of this beginning, which, though small, I won’t despise,

Because the tiniest of gems is mighty in God’s eyes.

What He can do with one review is more than I may know,

And so I’ll thank Him for this one and trust that it will grow

 

Into more feedback so that hungry readers may find out

What lies within this tale of mine and what it’s all about,

Because the focus isn’t money. It’s about the seed,

The precious truths within this book designed to meet the need

 

Of brokenhearted people searching for a little hope,

The ones left dangling as it were from a fraying rope.

I want somehow to reach them and to give them some relief,

Bring comfort to their aching souls and minimize their grief.

 

If one review can give a glimpse into this book of mine,

Then what can I not accomplish on this mission divine?

For truly it’s the little things that make a story great,

And when God shines on them, the work is never second-rate.

 

 

 

Great SEO, But No One Reads My Post

Great SEO, but no one reads my post.

So, what went wrong?

I made all the corrections

They said would make my writing strong.

But my Search Engine Optimization didn’t bring the web traffic along.

 

I put in the right amount of tags

And categories too.

I crunched the numbers perfectly:

Not too many, not too few.

 

Yet, obviously my post was not

Among the chosen few

That get more than two hits at that.

Tell me, what did I do?

 

Did I make my poetry too long?

Were my search terms not “all that”?

Do I want too much recognition,

And does someone smell a rat?

 

To covet fame or glory

Does not behoove one such as I,

Who has pledged to honor Christ

And on His strength I do rely.

 

Yet I believe my SEO

Has somehow lied to me,

Leading me to think that

Perfect writing is the key

 

To getting readers for my posts.

I think there must be more,

Something that I have not been told

But I should not ignore.

 

For it doesn’t seem to make my page views

Go up much if at all.

To see my site’s statistics

Makes me feel rather small.

 

Perhaps there’s just too many people

Trying to be heard

On social media’s many sites.

Each wants to share a word.

 

They do their SEO research

And yet their posts don’t fly.

Perhaps a flaw lies in the system

On which they do rely.

 

For programs don’t do miracles,

But what’s impossible with man

Is possible with God.

To trust in Him is my best plan.

 

 

 

 

When King Jesus Swoops In

  When King Jesus swoops into your midst, it changes everything…

 

When King Jesus swooped into their midst, they were stunned

At how quickly he rescued the man they had shunned.

For they had desired to keep the dude down,

Ignoring his pain like the rest of the town,

While fixating on their own fame and renown.

 

At first, they weren’t scared when King Jesus came in.

Then they saw his cape shedding light on their sin.

“Is it lawful to do good or bad on this day?”

He surprised them by asking. “Which one is okay?”

But their sad, hardened hearts didn’t know “yea” from “nay.”

 

“Would you rescue a donkey that fell in a pit?”

He questioned the leaders.  “Or just let it sit?”

He exposed their identities once and for all,

For unmasking villains was part of His call,

Besides saving hungry souls hurt by the fall.

 

Though the king’s divine nature stayed carefully concealed,

His powerful words got the poor fellow healed.

The crowd gasped, astounded, at His bold command

When they saw new strength enter the man’s shriveled hand.

His accusers shrank back at the king’s reprimand.

 

Like those who had Daniel thrown into a den,

They didn’t want healing but wished for revenge.

They envied King Jesus and wanted him dead,

And soon ugly thorns would encircle his head.

They seemed to view God’s wrath as nothing to dread.

 

As they plotted to murder this innocent man,

Did they realize their actions fit into God’s plan

For rescuing all who would one day believe

And by the Lord’s mercy forgiveness receive

Through the great superhero they’d chosen to grieve?

 

Like the rest of us, they had to make a decision

And chose to push God in a well of derision.

They hated the donkey that fell in the pit,

And if no one was looking, they’d just let it sit.

King Jesus they didn’t respect – not a bit!

 

But one day, King Jesus again will swoop in,

This time as a ruler whose reign has no end,

Administering justice and bringing correction,

He’ll unveil the power of His resurrection,

And rescue all who trust Him for protection.

 

Not everybody likes a healing. Religious people who have a problem with pride, like the Pharisees in Jesus’ day, may actually dislike such miracles.  When Jesus healed a man’s withered hand as described in the third chapter of Mark’s gospel, the Pharisees hated him for it and plotted to kill him. They’re the villains in the story, but Jesus is the superhero everyone can trust.

 

True Miracles Bear Good Fruit and Attract Persecution

True miracles bear good fruit. They also attract persecution. Pastor Naboth found that out the hard way. That’s because his charismatic church was a house of prayer where people stood in awe of God. The gatherings were lively and God’s Word went forth powerfully, resulting in signs, wonders and miracles.  Minds were healed, hearts were changed, and many souls were saved. For the deaf to hear and the blind to see was commonplace. But to see the way the rich shared with the poor was a true miracle indeed.

“True miracles are normal when you connect with Jesus, the divine vine,” the pastor liked to say. “For those who question the validity of these miracles, look at the fruit. With God all things are possible.”

Many people rejoiced to see such authentically true miracles, but, as was to be expected, others mocked.

That included old Ahab, a grumpy minister from a glitzy nearby church two blocks down the road. “Yeah, right. Be realistic. That Naboth is a phony through and through,” he grumbled. Ahab did not believe in miracles.

“There’s something fishy about that pastor and his group of wild fanatics,” he muttered as he dipped his hand into a can of stinky sardines. “I don’t trust the holy laughter. I know he pushes those people down. Someone ought to teach them to take God more seriously!”

As rich Reverend Ahab grumbled, his wife Jezebel strode into the room, bearing a pot of nasty tea. Next to it, she set down a plate of soggy sauerkraut which matched her wrinkly face.

“What is it now?” she snapped. “I could hear you whining from all the way down the hall.”

Ahab frowned at her. Then he burst into tears. “I offered Pastor Naboth half my cash stash to lay hands on me and anoint me to do miracles like he does. But he had the nerve to tell me my heart wasn’t right with God. I might have known he’d let me down. It’s probably because I’m pro-choice and he believes in no choice when it comes to matters like abortion.”

Jezebel smacked her lips. “Obviously the doctors are the ones should have the sway – I mean, the final say when it comes to what women do with their bodies. We all know that’s what it really means for a woman to have a choice. It’s between a woman and her doctor and she should trust her doctor, no questions asked. Speaking of doctors, I’m the doctor around here. And don’t you forget it!”

“All right, all right,” growled the Reverend Ahab. “Put down your picket sign for now and let’s get back to the matter at hand which is, I’m right and he’s wrong.”

“She – as in, me – is right too,” said Jezebel.

“Yes, I get it, I get it. But the point is, I didn’t slave and sweat for all those years to put MY church on the map only to lose half of it to him. Attendance has taken a nosedive and no one cares.”

Jezebel groaned. “Stop complaining and let me handle it. I’ll drum up a scandal that’ll bring the pastor and his congregation to their knees.”

The wicked woman set to work immediately. First, she posted rumors about Naboth on numerous social media sites in order to gain support for her unjust cause.  Secondly, she found many lying witnesses willing to accuse the pastor of all sorts of abuse. Finally, she hired a very experienced lying law firm to take Pastor Naboth to court. They accused him of pushing people down on purpose and performing false miracles for show. They also made it appear as if he’d visited illicit websites he had never even heard of.

Through poisonous words delivered via pen and untamed tongues, Jezebel and her cohorts dumped tons of dirt on Pastor Naboth.

But even though they buried his reputation, the good fruit of the Holy Spirit still remained. That’s because, despite every attempt to ruin him, no one could deny the true miracles, signs and wonders that took place in his church. For God would not allow the bitter herbs of Jezebel’s wrath to overtake His “vineyard.” He can bring new life out of the deadest circumstance.

As for Pastor Naboth, he praised God amid the fiery trial Jezebel and Ahab put him through. Instead of taking vengeance into his own hands, he died to himself and, in a sense, was resurrected. The bad guys killed him with their words but couldn’t keep him down.

“Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake. Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.”  (Matthew 5:12)

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God’s Miracles are Never Boring

GOD’S MIRACLES: EXCITING AND SOMETIMES FUN

God’s miracles, as depicted in the Bible, are never boring. They carry a level of excitement that far surpasses any sort of “man-made” invention. Such miracles make fun of unbelief, which is basically man’s way of saying “I’m smarter than God.”  Take, for example,  the Tower of Babel story in Genesis chapter 11.

Babel

This tale is about a group of people who decided to build a tower that would reach all the way to heaven. They did it in order to make a name for themselves, even though it made no sense. After all, they were the only ones on earth. Who were they doing it for? The Bible doesn’t tell us. But oh, what blood and sweat and tears must have gone into those bricks!

“We’re the men who won’t be moved! Ist das nicht wunderbar?”  Suddenly one man’s English became another man’s German.

“Nin hao. What did you say? Nin jiao shenme mingze?”

“No comprendo. No te olvides lo que hacemos aqui.”

One person spoke Chinese. Another chattered in Spanish. Can you picture the confused men running around like chipmunks, trying to communicate in sign language?

How ridiculous it is to go against God and think that you can win! The truth is, no one stands a chance against God’s miracles, which are like wrecking balls, thwarting evil plans. That’s what happened at Babel. Mankind’s “unification” scheme was demolished. As funny as it may have appeared, however, it can’t compare to the miracles Jesus did. For the group at Babel scattered, Jesus’ miracles brought wholeness. The healing of a crippled man is one example.

Through the Roof

People heard sawing.  Pieces of wood fell from above as the ceiling began to cave in. Then someone cried, “Look out below!”

“How a I going to pay for this?” the house owner wondered as the crippled man came into view. The poor guy lay immobile on the mat, inside that crowded house. He said nothing, but his friends expected Jesus to do a miracle.

How they must have smiled to hear Jesus tell the paralyzed man, “Be of good cheer. Your sins are forgiven”!

The religious guys wondered how he could say such a thing. To their surprise, Jesus healed the man and sent him on his way.

What if, as he picked up his mat to leave, one end accidentally smacked a  grumbler in the face?

When God does miracles, people’s rotten attitudes turn to toast. That’s what makes them fun.

God’s Sense of Humor

The idea that God’s miracles can evoke humor in the mind of those who read them is supported by scripture. Besides verses such as Nehemiah 8:10, which says that “The joy of the LORD is your strength,” and Proverbs 17:22, which states that “A merry heart does good like a medicine,” consider this passage in Psalms chapter 2, beginning with verse 1:

Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?

The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,

“Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.”

He that sits in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.”

God’s miracles are what humble and shock His enemies. Like the nannies lined up with their black umbrellas in the movie “Mary Poppins,” they find themselves blown away – not by some strange magic but by the wind of the Holy Spirit, through whom all things are possible, if you believe.

 

https://miracle-times.com/miracles/miracles-good-fruit-persecution/

https://miracle-times.com/faith/seeing-believing/

Faith That Works Through Love

The Bible tells us God is love,

And love believes all things.

It’s Jesus’ faith that saves us

With the righteousness it brings.

He never fails to show us

All the great things He can do.

If we will keep our eyes on Him,

Then He will see us through.

He promises to give us hope,

A glorious future too.

He healed the lame, made blind men see,

And cured the lepers too.

He never once made people sick,

And when they were in doubt,

He used his quiet authority

To cast the demons out.

One day a man who had no hope

Said “Jesus, if you can

Do anything, then help my son,

Because there is no man

Among your followers who knows

The way to calm his rage.

Please free this boy tossed to-and-fro

Inside that unseen cage.”

Amazed to see such unbelief

Displayed before His eyes,

Yet brimming with compassion,

Not a lick of compromise,

He drove out the evil spirit,

Overruling every doubt.

Though, as the boy lay on the ground

(it looked as if he’d died),

As Jesus helped him to his feet,

It could not be denied

That something great had taken place,

A miracle of faith.

God’s own belief brought wholeness

And rebuked the wrathful wraith.

No unbelief can stand against

A love so pure and true,

Through which all things are possible.

I know that love. Do you?

God Faith Creates Miracles

God faith creates miracles,

Because His love believes all things.

It’s Jesus’ faith that saves us

With the righteousness it brings.

 

God faith creates miracles.

What great things He can do!

If we will keep our eyes on Him,

Then He will see us through.

 

God faith creates miracles,

And His promise gives us hope,

Especially for the desperate ones

At the end of their rope.

 

He never once made people sick,

And when they were in doubt,

He used his quiet authority

To cast the demons out.

 

One day a man who had no hope

Said “Jesus, if you can

Do anything, then help my son,

Because there is no man

 

Among your followers who knows

The way to calm his rage.

Please free this boy tossed to-and-fro

Inside that unseen cage.”

 

Amazed to see such unbelief

Displayed before His eyes,

Yet brimming with compassion,

Not a lick of compromise,

 

Jesus used His authority

To drive the evil out.

With faith unwavering,

He overruled every doubt.

 

However, as the boy lay on the ground

They thought he’d died.

But as Jesus helped him up

It could not be denied

 

That something great had taken place,

A miracle of faith.

God’s own belief brought wholeness

And rebuked the wrathful wraith.

 

No unbelief, you see,

Can stand against a love so true,

Through which all things are possible.

I know that love. Do you?

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