Good—Ovi Poetry Challenge

I wouldn’t say that I was good.
I rarely do the things I should.
I barely do the things I would
before the day is done.

Without some Help, who can get by?
The good one does makes others cry.
Rain down on me! My well is dry—
Ah! Now it’s gushing forth.

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Ronovan Hester offers the prompt word “good” as inspiration for this week’s Ovi Poetry Challenge. Also posted at Poets Corner.

Equal—Ovi Poetry Challenge

The Father’s God and Jesus, too.
The Holy Spirit filling you
who overflows and makes you new—
He’s also the same God.

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Ronovan Hester’s Ovi Poetry Challenge offers the word “equal” as inspiration. Posted also on Poet’s Corner.

The bottom line about the Trinity is that there’s a difference between absolute identity used in mathematics to allow for substituting terms (such as 1+1 which can be substituted with 2 only because 1+1 = 2 under all circumstances) and relative identity that works best in the real world (such as identifying the morning star with the evening star which are both equal or identical to Venus even though it doesn’t make sense to call Venus the evening star when you see it in the morning). Think of relative identity should you ever look at the Trinity as a logical puzzle. The Trinity also makes sense out of the philosophical problem of the One and the Many. If you don’t think the Trinity is in the Bible, read Matthew 3:16-17. All three Persons of the Trinity are at the baptism of Jesus by John. The fathers of the church taught the Trinity long before the Council of Nicaea.

Race—Ovi Poetry Challenge

I lost myself with some disgrace.
The mirror cringed to see my face.
I didn’t think it was a race
until I knew it was.

But that was then and now is now.
With soil turned beneath the plow
the seed was planted—God knows how—
and everything was changed.

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Ronovan Hester’s Ovi Poetry Challenge this week offers the word “race” as inspiration. Posted also at Poet’s Corner.

Independence

Depending only on the Lord
I took His word, a two-edged sword,
but left the demon’s sparkling hoard
I used to wish was mine.

That change of life I won’t forget:
within reborn without regret,
with joy the well, with river wet
which flows with living water.

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For Ronovan Hester’s Ovi Poetry Challenge. Posted on Poet’s Corner.