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Called by the Maker of the Stars – NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 2

It is that time again friends. NaPoWriMo 2015 – 30 poems in 30 days! I love this challenge!

Here is todays challenge:

NaPoWriMo – Day 2

And now, our (as always, optional) prompt, provided to us by NaPoWriMo participant Carla Jones. Today, I challenge you to take your gaze upward, and write a poem about the stars. You may find inspiration in this website that lists constellations, while also providing information on the myths associated with each one, as well as other salient information. Your poem could be informed by those myths or historical details, by the shapes or names of the constellations, or by childhood memories of seeing them. Any form or style will do.

Happy writing!

CALLED BY THE MAKER OF THE STARS

~Copyright 2015 Diana Rasmussen~

woman with stars

You knew me before I was born

You knit me together in the womb

You knew the paths I would take

You called me out of darkness into light

You renew my mind and my heart

You know my ways and my name

Called by the Maker of the Stars

Lift up your eyes and see. Who has made these stars? It is the One Who leads them out by number. He calls them all by name. Because of the greatness of His strength, and because He is strong in power, not one of them is missing. (Isaiah 40:26 NLV)

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Recycled Hearts

Feeling Empty?sad girl 2

Feeling like Trash?

Did someone throw away your heart?

Is your container empty?

Have you lost hope?

Do you wonder what happened?

Lift your head my friend – the King of Glory is coming into your situation to heal your heart and restore your life. There is hope. Let Him love on you today.

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 RECYCLED HEARTS

~Copyright 2015 Diana Rasmussen~

God is a Master Recycler.

Give Him your empty heart – He will fill it with Living Water.

Give Him your hopelessness – He will fill you with renewed hope and promise.

Give Him your old life –  He will give you a fresh, new start.

Give Him your past –  He will open up your present and bless your future.

Give Him your empty bottle – He will fill it with the oil of the Holy Spirit

Give Him your heart – and He will fill it with love.

We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation.  And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love. (Romans 5: 3-5 NLT)

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Frozen in Time

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FROZEN IN TIME
©2014 Diana Rasmussen

I understand the fear that
stops you in your tracks
Numbs your mind like
An iceberg frozen in time

Just know that
it won’t always be this way
I’m praying for you
Each and every day

I know my God
Will make a way
For your escape
He’s calling
you to come away

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Your Love – He’s So Fine

DAILY PROMPT – He/She is So Fine

What was it that drew you to your significant other?

People said we would never make it.  We have both been married before – both had spouses who were not faithful. Both had given up on ever finding anyone to be with. Both had given up on love a long time ago. It hurt too much.

God had other plans…we have been together 7 years now. What a testimony of what God can do. Thank you Jesus!

This picture is from about 6-7 years ago, when we first met.

And all those doubters and nay-sayers can just shut up already!

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YOUR LOVE

©2013 by Diana Rasmussen (6/16/2012 – Fathers Day- for Bob)

 

Your love is patient, Your love is kind

Your love is faithful, Your love is true

Your love is compassionate , Your love is extravagant

Your love never ends, It changes everything

 

Your love is long, Your love is wide

Your love is deep, Your love is high

 

Your love is forgiveness, Your love is grace

Your love is peaceful, Your love is safe

Your love is hopeful, Your love is honest

Your love never ends, It changes everything

 

Your love is long, Your love is wide

Your love is deep, Your love is high

 

1 Corinthians 13:4-14
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.

Prophecy and speaking in unknown languages and special knowledge will become useless. But love will last forever! Now our knowledge is partial and incomplete, and even the gift of prophecy reveals only part of the whole picture!  But when the time of perfection comes, these partial things will become useless.

 When I was a child, I spoke and thought and reasoned as a child. But when I grew up, I put away childish things. Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely.

Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and love—and the greatest of these is love

The Right Time – NaPoWriMo Day 25

 NaPoWriMo – Day 25 Prompt

And now for our (optional) prompt. Anaphora is a literary term for the practice of repeating certain words or phrases at the beginning of multiple clauses or, in the case of a poem, multiple lines. The phrase “A time to,” as used in the third Chapter of Ecclesiastes, is a good example of anaphora. 

To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven (Ecclesiastes 3:1 NKJV)

 

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THE RIGHT TIME

©2013 Diana Rasmussen

I’m waiting, for the right time, for my season to change
Patiently waiting, expectantly praying
I believe there is good, and it’s coming my way
Yes believing there is good, and it’s coming my way

To everything there is a season, a right time under the heavens
A purpose for everything, created before time began

A right time for birth and another for death
A right time to plant and another to reap
A right time to weep and another to laugh
A right time to mourn and another to dance

I’m waiting, for the right time, for my season to change
Patiently waiting, expectantly praying
I believe there is good, and it’s coming my way
Yes believing there is good, And it’s coming my way

To everything there is a season, a right time under the heavens
A purpose for everything, created before time began

A right time to hold on and another to let go
A right time to shut up and another to speak
A right time to love and another to hate
A right time for war and another for peace

I’m waiting, for the right time, for my season to change
Patiently waiting, expectantly praying
I believe there is good, and it’s coming my way
Yes believing there is good, And it’s coming my way

Get Up And Walk – NaPoWriMo Day 24

Some religion scholars sitting there started whispering among themselves, “He can’t talk that way! That’s blasphemy! God and only God can forgive sins.” Jesus knew right away what they were thinking, and said, “Why are you so skeptical? Which is simpler: to say to the paraplegic, ‘I forgive your sins,’ or say, ‘Get up, take your stretcher, and start walking’? Well, just so it’s clear that I’m the Son of Man and authorized to do either, or both . . .” (he looked now at the paraplegic), “Get up. Pick up your stretcher and go home.” And the man did it—got up, grabbed his stretcher, and walked out, with everyone there watching him. They rubbed their eyes, incredulous—and then praised God, saying, “We’ve never seen anything like this!” (Mark 2: 6-12 MSG)

 

GET UP AND WALK

©2014 Diana Rasmussen

Do you want to be well?

He asked me that day

I had to admit

I was comfortable that way

Things were familiar

I knew what to expect

as I lay on the mat

of all my defects

He looked into my eyes

I chose to believe

I could walk out of

my own misery

Walk out of your illness

Walk out of your guilt

Walk out of poverty

and all abuse

Walk out of depression

Walk out of addiction

Walk out of the shame

and all the lies

Take His hand

and go forward

 He makes all things new

And the way that I talked

changed the moment He told me to

“Get up and walk!”

 word-power

 

 

 

Resurrect My Broken Life – NaPoWriMo Day 23

I heard a voice thunder from the Throne: “Look! Look! God has moved into the neighborhood, making his home with men and women! They’re his people, he’s their God. He’ll wipe every tear from their eyes. Death is gone for good—tears gone, crying gone, pain gone—all the first order of things gone.” The Enthroned continued, “Look! I’m making everything new. Write it all down—each word dependable and accurate.”  Revelation 21:3-5  The Message (MSG)

 

Resurrect My Broken Life

© 2013 Diana Rasmussen

A road through an ocean
Water gushes from a rock
Victory is in a shout
Remove all my doubts

Crucify my stubbornness
Roll away my stone of fear
You collect all of my tears
Resurrect my broken life

Angel food falls from the sky
Even darkness turns to light
All dead, dry bones come alive
Your death brings me life

Crucify my stubbornness
Roll away my stone of fear
You collect all of my tears
Resurrect my broken life

Supernatural, is natural
Impossible, is possible

Crucify my stubbornness
Roll away my stone of fear
You collect all of my tears
Resurrect my broken life

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Rainbow Promises – NaPoWriMo Day 21

Then God spoke to Noah and his sons: “I’m setting up my covenant with you including your children who will come after you, along with everything alive around you—birds, farm animals, wild animals—that came out of the ship with you. I’m setting up my covenant with you that never again will everything living be destroyed by floodwaters; no, never again will a flood destroy the Earth.”

God continued, “This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and everything living around you and everyone living after you. I’m putting my rainbow in the clouds, a sign of the covenant between me and the Earth. From now on, when I form a cloud over the Earth and the rainbow appears in the cloud, I’ll remember my covenant between me and you and everything living, that never again will floodwaters destroy all life. When the rainbow appears in the cloud, I’ll see it and remember the eternal covenant between God and everything living, every last living creature on Earth.”And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant that I’ve set up between me and everything living on the Earth.”   (Genesis 9:8-17 MSG)

RAINBOW PROMISES

©2014 Diana Rasmussen

Lightning flashes
Thunder cracks
Sky turns black
Temporary storm

~

Until the wind
blows all away

~

The Spirit of God
in colored clouds

~

Rainbow Promises
to refresh
to renew
to restore

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Unequal ~ Bittersweet – NaPoWriMo Day 19

1 Corinthians 15:51-57 (The Message)

 But let me tell you something wonderful, a mystery I’ll probably never fully understand. We’re not all going to die—but we are all going to be changed. You hear a blast to end all blasts from a trumpet, and in the time that you look up and blink your eyes—it’s over. On signal from that trumpet from heaven, the dead will be up and out of their graves, beyond the reach of death, never to die again. At the same moment and in the same way, we’ll all be changed. In the resurrection scheme of things, this has to happen: everything perishable taken off the shelves and replaced by the imperishable, this mortal replaced by the immortal. Then the saying will come true:

Death swallowed by triumphant Life!
Who got the last word, oh, Death?
Oh, Death, who’s afraid of you now?

It was sin that made death so frightening and law-code guilt that gave sin its leverage, its destructive power. But now in a single victorious stroke of Life, all three—sin, guilt, death—are gone, the gift of our Master, Jesus Christ. Thank God!

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UNEQUAL ~ BITTERSWEET

©2014 Diana Rasmussen

 

You died on Calvary

a cross of agony

The price we could not pay

Redeemer made a way

Paid for our sin and guilt

New Testament was built

Resurrection complete

Unequal ~ Bittersweet

NaPoWriMo – Day 19

 

And now for today’s (optional) prmpt. This is a bit silly, but it’s Saturday. I recently got a large illustrated guide to sea shells. There are some pretty wild names for sea shells. Today I challenge you to take a look at the list of actual sea shell names below, and to use one or more of them to write a poem. You poem doesn’t have to be about sea shells at all — just inspired by one or more of the names.

Peruvian Hat
Snout Otter Clam
Strawberry Top
Incised Moon
Sparse Dove
False Cup-and-Saucer
Leather Donax
Shuttlecock Volva
Striped Engina
Tricolor Niso
Triangular Nutmeg
Shoulderblade Sea Cat
Woody Canoebubble
Ghastly Miter
Heavy Bonnet
Tuberculate Emarginula
Lazarus Jewel Box
Unequal Bittersweet
Atlantic Turkey Wing

Happy writing!

 

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Remember When – NaPoWriMo Day 18

The King on a Cross

And He, bearing His cross, went out to a place called the Place of a Skull, which is called in Hebrew, Golgotha, where they crucified Him, and two others with Him, one on either side, and Jesus in the center. Now Pilate wrote a title and put it on the cross. And the writing was:

JESUS OF NAZARETH, THE KING OF THE JEWS.

(John 19:17-19 NKJV)

 

Isaiah 53:3

REMEMBER WHEN

Copyright 2014 Diana Rasmussen

Lord I remember when You came to earth
such a humble birth
You turned water into wine
made us fishers of men

Lord I remember when You turned the tables
and brought the Truth to men
The day the lame man walked
and all your signs

Lord I remember when you found lost sheep
and taught us about seeds
The night in the garden
when You taught us how to pray

Your perfect sinless offering
at the cross of Calvary
All to provide a sacrifice
for the fall of man

Your blood brought forgiveness
grace and mercy was poured out
Man was restored to Gods favor
But mostly I remember
the Love in Your Eyes
Lord I remember You

Lord, I remember the day You died
and the veil was torn
You drank the cup of fury
that was meant for me

Lord, I remember, the empty grave
And the day You rose again
Your resurrection victory
over death, Devil, and the grave

Under My Branches – NaPoWriMo Day 17

Then Jesus went with them to a garden called Gethsemane and told his disciples, “Stay here while I go over there and pray.” Taking along Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, he plunged into an agonizing sorrow. Then he said, “This sorrow is crushing my life out. Stay here and keep vigil with me.”

Going a little ahead, he fell on his face, praying, “My Father, if there is any way, get me out of this. But please, not what I want. You, what do you want?”

When he came back to his disciples, he found them sound asleep. He said to Peter, “Can’t you stick it out with me a single hour? Stay alert; be in prayer so you don’t wander into temptation without even knowing you’re in danger. There is a part of you that is eager, ready for anything in God. But there’s another part that’s as lazy as an old dog sleeping by the fire.”

 He then left them a second time. Again he prayed, “My Father, if there is no other way than this, drinking this cup to the dregs, I’m ready. Do it your way.”

When he came back, he again found them sound asleep. They simply couldn’t keep their eyes open. This time he let them sleep on, and went back a third time to pray, going over the same ground one last time.

When he came back the next time, he said, “Are you going to sleep on and make a night of it? My time is up, the Son of Man is about to be handed over to the hands of sinners. Get up! Let’s get going! My betrayer is here.” (Matthew 26-26 MSG)

Under My Branches

© 2013 Diana Rasmussen

 

In the corner of the Garden, He falls under the shining stars
Letting go of tears and fears. Under my branches
He falls under my canopy. Watching Him is pure agony
Crushed by sorrow, suffering, Under my branches

“Father let this cup, pass from me
Yet not my will, but Yours be done
I’ll finish what You have begun.”
Jesus prays, under my branches
He asks his friends to stay awake. Spirit’s willing, the flesh is weak
Nevertheless He still prays, Under my branches

“Father let this cup, pass from me
Yet not my will, but Yours be done
I’ll finish what You have begun.”
Jesus prays, under my branches

My branches were not meant to hold Him
He would hang on another tree
From my garden I could see Him
As He died on Calvary

“Father let this cup, pass from me
Yet not my will, but Yours be done
I’ll finish what You have begun.”
Jesus prays, under my branches

 

The Message (MSG)

Copyright © 1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002 by Eugene H. Peterson