<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478</id><updated>2024-12-18T22:22:50.738-05:00</updated><category term="...And Virtue is Her Name"/><category term="A Kiss From A Rose"/><category term="Adam&#39;s Rib"/><category term="Always A Lady"/><category term="Balm in Gilead"/><category term="Be Still and Know"/><category term="Bow Down"/><category term="Broken Pieces"/><category term="Broken Wings"/><category term="Cheque Mate"/><category term="Child of God"/><category term="Death&#39;s Obituary"/><category term="Diagnosis: Internal Bleeding of the Heart"/><category term="Do You Have The Time?"/><category term="Don&#39;t Open &quot;Til Christmas"/><category term="Don&#39;t Wake My Love"/><category term="Fallen"/><category term="Fight"/><category term="God-Missing"/><category term="Good Morning Lord"/><category term="He Called Me Son"/><category term="He Can Make Change"/><category term="He Knows"/><category term="Heart Strings"/><category term="Hello"/><category term="How Come You Don&#39;t  Call Me Anymore"/><category term="I AM"/><category term="I Have No Right"/><category term="I Lost Myself"/><category term="I Remember You"/><category term="I Remember You Too"/><category term="I Watch You"/><category term="I still Do... and I Always Will"/><category term="I&#39;m Expecting A Blessing"/><category term="I&#39;m Not The One"/><category term="If You Only Knew"/><category term="In Denial"/><category term="In God&#39;s Hands"/><category term="Killing Me Softly"/><category term="Last Call"/><category term="LifeLine"/><category term="Like Chasing the Wind"/><category term="Made To Order"/><category term="Makes Me Wanna Holler"/><category term="Man-Child"/><category term="Musical Shares"/><category term="My Good Thing"/><category term="My Name Is John"/><category term="Naked and Not Ashamed"/><category term="Not Like The Other gods"/><category term="O Ye of Little Faith"/><category term="On My Knees"/><category term="Prayer Without Wings"/><category term="Roses Thorns and All"/><category term="Send A Prayer To Heaven"/><category term="Silent Prayers"/><category term="Song of Solomon"/><category term="Spiritual Dain Bramage"/><category term="Strength"/><category term="Tears In A Bottle"/><category term="The Ballad of Sunshine (In E Flat)"/><category term="The Dam is Breaking"/><category term="The Day The Earth Stood Still"/><category term="The Gift"/><category term="The Music That Is My Life"/><category term="The Pastor&#39;s Ark"/><category term="The Road"/><category term="The Sanctuary of My Mind"/><category term="The Spirit of David"/><category term="The Umpire of My Soul"/><category term="The Uncovering"/><category term="The Void"/><category term="The Wings of Prayer"/><category term="They Call Me Lazarus"/><category term="Those Trying Times"/><category term="Through Your Eyes"/><category term="To No Avail"/><category term="Trouble In Paradise"/><category term="Two Different Lifestyles"/><category term="Until Then"/><category term="View From Paradise"/><category term="Wells Without Water"/><category term="What Is Man?"/><category term="While Finding You"/><category term="With Angel&#39;s Wings"/><category term="With His Words"/><category term="Without Armor"/><category term="Worshipper and the Warrior"/><category term="You Are My Ministry"/><category term="Your Love Amazes Me"/><category term="Your Ways"/><title type='text'>Poetic Revelations</title><subtitle type='html'>God allows “Those Trying Times”, when He seems to withdraw from us, just when we need Him most. But we must endure suffering to give birth to the promises planted inside. If you&#39;ve wrestled with angels about ministry, money, marriage, or your mind - you will relate. This Christian Poetry is to encourage those who want to please God. Those serious about salvation, but battered, bruised, broken, and bleeding. Those trying to worship over their wounds. This is a taste of Those Trying Times...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-9135028950403437354</id><published>2008-05-08T10:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T13:08:21.766-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Child of God"/><title type='text'>Child of God</title><content type='html'>Once there was a man whose wife had gone, so he he was left to raise his daughter all alone.&lt;br /&gt;His heart grew cold, cause he could no longer hold, the best “love” he thought he’d known.&lt;br /&gt;One day he was stopped by a homeless man, who asked him for a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;He replied, “Sir, my wife has left me with our child, and I feel like I could die.&lt;br /&gt;I have problems of my own, so leave us alone. Please sir, just step aside.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they began to walk away from the man, the girl turned around to look again.&lt;br /&gt;She had not noticed the crown of thorns on his head, or the nail prints in his feet.&lt;br /&gt;She didn&#39;t see the tears of blood that rolled down his face.&lt;br /&gt;She never noticed the hole in his side.&lt;br /&gt;But she heard the man when he softly said,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Blessed are the pure in heart, for it is God they shall see.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day, while they were on their way, almost late for school.&lt;br /&gt;The homeless man appeared once again&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to approach them, as if he was breaking a rule.&lt;br /&gt;“Sir can you help me please, I need something to eat, and a place to sleep”.&lt;br /&gt;Then he heard the father reply,&lt;br /&gt;“Eat whatever you can find, and rest here on the street&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help you right now, I just don&#39;t have time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they walked away once again, the girl watched from the corner of her eye.&lt;br /&gt;She watched carefully, but didn’t see the spot of blood that appeared on his side.&lt;br /&gt;He said, &quot;Come unto me all ye who are weary, and heavy burdened,&lt;br /&gt;and I will give you rest.”&lt;br /&gt;He walked away slowly, as more precious blood&lt;br /&gt;appeared in stripes on his back, and on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning, the day was very boring, so they went to the park to play.&lt;br /&gt;They looked up again and saw the homeless man, and once again heard him say,&lt;br /&gt;“Sir please can you help a needy friend?”&lt;br /&gt;The father pretended to smile and said to him,&lt;br /&gt;“I don&#39;t have any change now, but maybe next time I’ll give you something,&lt;br /&gt;The girl watched again as they walked from the man towards the other way.&lt;br /&gt;The homeless man raised his head, looked towards heaven, and began to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday came, not a sign of rain, as they headed for Easter morning service&lt;br /&gt;Down the street where they’d usually meet the man who was poor and homeless.&lt;br /&gt;This time he wasn’t there. No traffic, no people, no noise.&lt;br /&gt;The streets were unusually bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service they began to leave from there,&lt;br /&gt;when the girl heard her name whispered through the air.&lt;br /&gt;She turned around to see the homeless man,&lt;br /&gt;not alone, but standing with two of his friends standing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She released her father&#39;s hand, and she ran towards the homeless man.&lt;br /&gt;“I didn&#39;t put your money in the basket”, she said.&lt;br /&gt;“I just knew that I would see you again.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give it to you face to face”.&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled at her, and gave God thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raised his head, and aloud he cried,&lt;br /&gt;“I praise thee Father, that she saw the light.&lt;br /&gt;You hid these things from the learned, and the wise.&lt;br /&gt;With all the knowledge in the world today,&lt;br /&gt;The purest love and compassion comes from children,&lt;br /&gt;and the greatest wisdom is spoken through babes”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he reached forth to receive the child’s offering of love&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her and said,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;your mortgage is paid in full,&lt;br /&gt;on a mansion above”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at him very closely, and then looked at his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Fully aware that there was something different about this man.&lt;br /&gt;She held his hands gently inside of hers;&lt;br /&gt;she looked at his face, and looked down again.&lt;br /&gt;As she searched upward for his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Then she began to cry, and she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&quot;Lord, what happened to your hands?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to Devon M. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Child of God"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/9135028950403437354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/9135028950403437354?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/9135028950403437354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/9135028950403437354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/child-of-god.html' title='Child of God'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-3767781190516949504</id><published>2008-05-08T10:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:14:14.749-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I&#39;m Expecting A Blessing"/><title type='text'>I&#39;m Expecting A Blessing</title><content type='html'>This may sound a bit strange to you&lt;br /&gt;But I’m in a state of pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;It all happened the day that I really got to know Christ&lt;br /&gt;The day I fell in love with Him,&lt;br /&gt;and I finally allowed Him to be intimate with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was close enough to Him that I could hear His voice&lt;br /&gt;I was close enough that I could see His face&lt;br /&gt;I was so close, that I could touch the hem of His garment&lt;br /&gt;And close enough to feel His warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then, that He planted His seed in my spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of my empty soul&lt;br /&gt;He planted His word inside of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And He continues to water it, to make it grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon this seed will be fully developed&lt;br /&gt;Then I will bring forth His offspring&lt;br /&gt;Until that time comes, I must continue to be patient, fast, and pray&lt;br /&gt;Because while I am yet waiting on the spirit to deliver this baby&lt;br /&gt;He still has work to do in my flesh, to deliver me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, the enemy is still trying to abort my child&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of miscarried promises that were in store for me&lt;br /&gt;Now he wants me to just walk away and cancel the birthday of my blessings&lt;br /&gt;But he’s forgetting the fact that now I’m filled with God’s spirit&lt;br /&gt;And I’m not the same person that I used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He uses situations to try and hold me down. He’ll even use others to talk about me&lt;br /&gt;He uses the very ones that I love the most, to cause me the most pain and grief&lt;br /&gt;But all things work together for the good of those who love God&lt;br /&gt;So all he’s really doing, is adding to my blessing, by feeding my baby for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can feel the contractions starting, and I even feel the labor pangs&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going on, despite the tests and trials, because I am whole, in Jesus’ name&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost time for me to push; now it’s time for me to deliver this blessing&lt;br /&gt;So if you hear me shouting Hallelujah!!!  I’m just pushing, and pressing my way&lt;br /&gt;Giving thanks to God above, for being the father of my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="I&#39;m Expecting A Blessing"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/3767781190516949504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/3767781190516949504?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3767781190516949504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3767781190516949504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-expecting-blessing.html' title='I&#39;m Expecting A Blessing'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-7687375858444073399</id><published>2008-05-08T10:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:12:50.323-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Remember You"/><title type='text'>I Remember You</title><content type='html'>I Remember You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren&#39;t you the same God,&lt;br /&gt;The same I AM that I AM,&lt;br /&gt;The creator of the heavens and the earth,&lt;br /&gt;The One who made man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren&#39;t you the very same God,&lt;br /&gt;Who parted the sea called Red,&lt;br /&gt;The same all-powerful, the Holy One of Israel,&lt;br /&gt;The one who raised the dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember hearing all about you as a child&lt;br /&gt;I heard that you multiplied the fish and bread&lt;br /&gt;I heard all about the many lives you’ve saved&lt;br /&gt;Just by the power in the words that you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hoped that you would remember me,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to call you every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;When I called your name, I didn’t get an answer&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if maybe I had called the wrong line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="I Remember You"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/7687375858444073399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/7687375858444073399?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/7687375858444073399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/7687375858444073399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-remember-you.html' title='I Remember You'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-7365999781777627029</id><published>2008-05-08T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:10:34.932-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Remember You Too"/><title type='text'>I Remember You Too</title><content type='html'>I Remember You, Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes… I remember you too&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to praise me&lt;br /&gt;You used to thank me for the days that I gave thee&lt;br /&gt;I remember you would come to me with everything&lt;br /&gt;With all your unbearable burdens and suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to have joy in even the minor things&lt;br /&gt;You would tell me exactly how you felt, openly, and honestly&lt;br /&gt;Without feeling afraid, and trying to hide the real you- from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don&#39;t be ashamed,&lt;br /&gt;I understand exactly what you’re going through&lt;br /&gt;So be encouraged… because I still feel the same,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you has no end, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried to tell you through my servant’s hand&lt;br /&gt;That nothing would ever separate you from my love&lt;br /&gt;I am very mindful of you, just as David said, and…&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact,&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re the very person that I was just thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="I Remember You Too"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/7365999781777627029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/7365999781777627029?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/7365999781777627029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/7365999781777627029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-remember-you-too.html' title='I Remember You Too'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-33230187407270279</id><published>2008-05-08T10:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:09:34.470-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="He Knows"/><title type='text'>He Knows</title><content type='html'>He knows about the tears you cry&lt;br /&gt;He knows about the pain inside&lt;br /&gt;He gave me these words to encourage you&lt;br /&gt;To let you know that He is pleased with the things you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows that your heart is as genuine as pure gold&lt;br /&gt;He knows that all you do for others, could never be told&lt;br /&gt;He shares in my feelings of appreciation and love&lt;br /&gt;And He wants you to know, that you are highly thought of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows the very number of each and every hair&lt;br /&gt;He knows about your worries,&lt;br /&gt;and He knows about your cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has sent these words of comfort&lt;br /&gt;To help wipe the tears away from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And to let you know that there are many others&lt;br /&gt;Who are standing by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants you to know that your work is not in vain&lt;br /&gt;Just trust in Him through the sunshine, and through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the situation is&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;He has sent these words to you, through me&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="He Knows"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/33230187407270279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/33230187407270279?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/33230187407270279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/33230187407270279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-knows.html' title='He Knows'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-6101384691401074055</id><published>2008-05-08T10:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:08:34.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM, With You</title><content type='html'>From the rising of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Until the going down of the same&lt;br /&gt;~I AM… with you ~&lt;br /&gt;I cannot leave you- because with you is who I AM&lt;br /&gt;And I do not change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take comfort in these words my child&lt;br /&gt;And lift up your bowed down head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid, Be strong, and Be of good courage&lt;br /&gt;For what you see today is not the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;If you would only look through Heaven’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then you would see that it is simply a bend in the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much more in store for you&lt;br /&gt;Your blessings are just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;But in order for you to find the door&lt;br /&gt;You must first believe in your heart that&lt;br /&gt;~I AM… with you~&lt;br /&gt;And then my child, you must rise,&lt;br /&gt;and you must continue to move forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson &lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="I AM, With You"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/6101384691401074055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/6101384691401074055?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6101384691401074055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6101384691401074055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-with-you.html' title='I AM, With You'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-6019128269348593562</id><published>2008-05-08T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:07:08.714-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Uncovering"/><title type='text'>The Uncovering</title><content type='html'>We&#39;ve all covered up our hurts and pains&lt;br /&gt;We&#39;ve all tried to bury our sin and shame&lt;br /&gt;We’ve given our testimonies from Sunday to Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Giving honor to God, who is the head of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Only giving the edited versions, and leaving out the details&lt;br /&gt;That destroys yokes, and brings others from darkness into the light&lt;br /&gt;Jesus bore all on the cross, so that the whole truth could be seen&lt;br /&gt;Now the time has come for our uncovering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it hurts to pull bandages away from the pains of our past&lt;br /&gt;There’s no such thing as an “ouchless” bandage for our feelings&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let our wounds get some air&lt;br /&gt;In order for us to be set free, and truly receive our healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus bore more on the cross, than any of us ever will&lt;br /&gt;We must consider it all joy, pray, and we will endure&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about how, but let go, and let God&lt;br /&gt;So we can complete His good and perfect will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that one day, He will give me the strength and courage&lt;br /&gt;To stand and tell my entire story&lt;br /&gt;So that I can let you know all about God&#39;s grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;To explain how He pulled my soul out of the trash, and recycled me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus bore all on the cross,&lt;br /&gt;so that we would no longer be bound&lt;br /&gt;But that we all might be set free&lt;br /&gt;So now my friends, the time has come&lt;br /&gt;for our uncovering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="The Uncovering"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/6019128269348593562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/6019128269348593562?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6019128269348593562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6019128269348593562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/uncovering.html' title='The Uncovering'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-3089747749569850457</id><published>2008-05-08T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:06:05.348-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Two Different Lifestyles"/><title type='text'>Two Different Lifestyles</title><content type='html'>You will never truly understand me&lt;br /&gt;or get to know who I really am&lt;br /&gt;Unless you have also experienced&lt;br /&gt;who, what, and where I have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may never become clear to you&lt;br /&gt;why I worship God the way that I do&lt;br /&gt;Unless you&#39;ve also committed&lt;br /&gt;and been acquitted of the same types of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won&#39;t always be able to teach me&lt;br /&gt;The exact same way that God taught you&lt;br /&gt;Because the roads that I&#39;ve taken to get to this place&lt;br /&gt;Were not the same roads used when He brought you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not trying to cause any friction between us,&lt;br /&gt;nor am I trying to bring you any grief&lt;br /&gt;But just try to understand when I say to you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there are many other differences&lt;br /&gt;That go far beyond what your eyes can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L.Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Two Different Lifestyles"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/3089747749569850457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/3089747749569850457?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3089747749569850457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3089747749569850457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-different-lifestyles.html' title='Two Different Lifestyles'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-8219154018647680511</id><published>2008-05-08T10:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:04:50.880-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Have No Right"/><title type='text'>I Have No Right</title><content type='html'>I have no right to complain&lt;br /&gt;After all the things that You have done for me&lt;br /&gt;I have no right not to expect&lt;br /&gt;To share in Your pain and suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no right to rebel&lt;br /&gt;Against those that You place in authority&lt;br /&gt;I have no right to hurt someone else&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone may have hurt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no right to tell You&lt;br /&gt;What I need to make me happy&lt;br /&gt;When sometimes I forget to even say thank you&lt;br /&gt;For waking me up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve endured many tests and trials&lt;br /&gt;And You didn’t say a mumbling word&lt;br /&gt;After all the things that they did to You&lt;br /&gt;Lord, what gives me the nerve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;For all the selfish things I’ve said and done&lt;br /&gt;I had no right, not to give You praise&lt;br /&gt;Because You didn’t have to sacrifice Your son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left His throne in Glory&lt;br /&gt;To be covered in flesh, and to die for me&lt;br /&gt;He came to set the perfect example&lt;br /&gt;So, I have no right, not to live Holy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="I Have No Right"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/8219154018647680511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/8219154018647680511?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/8219154018647680511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/8219154018647680511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-no-right.html' title='I Have No Right'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-4578852405937208596</id><published>2008-05-08T10:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:03:46.699-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Trouble In Paradise"/><title type='text'>Trouble In Paradise</title><content type='html'>Lord how can I give unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;When it’s something that I can&#39;t seem to touch&lt;br /&gt;How do I get over the deepest hurts, and pains&lt;br /&gt;When they come from the very ones I care about so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When others see that I have been wounded&lt;br /&gt;They want to hurt me still&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that you are not like all the others&lt;br /&gt;You give me the love, and comfort, that no one else will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come the “sinner” will look after their own&lt;br /&gt;But it’s the “saints” that smile in each other&#39;s faces&lt;br /&gt;Even as the knives are being thrown&lt;br /&gt;We lie, and we gossip, then with those very same tongues&lt;br /&gt;We stand up to testify, and sing praise and worship songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Praise the Lord, Hallelujah, I&#39;m Free&quot;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just as if You don&#39;t know, or You can&#39;t see&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, Lord, sometimes I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Are we all even on the same team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If others don&#39;t want to get to Heaven with me&lt;br /&gt;Then why don&#39;t they get off of this train, and stop hindering&lt;br /&gt;I know that you never promised me that everything would be easy&lt;br /&gt;But knowing ahead of time that fire burns, doesn’t stop it from hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the rapture becomes a reality&lt;br /&gt;No matter what others say, or what they do to me&lt;br /&gt;I still have to keep trying to find a way to give&lt;br /&gt;This intangible, unconditional thing called Love&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I can&#39;t seem to touch&lt;br /&gt;Is the very thing that I need to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Trouble In Paradise"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/4578852405937208596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/4578852405937208596?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/4578852405937208596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/4578852405937208596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/trouble-in-paradise.html' title='Trouble In Paradise'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-473628945895140523</id><published>2008-05-08T10:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:02:39.595-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="He Called Me Son"/><title type='text'>He Called Me Son</title><content type='html'>You called Abram, and renamed him Abraham,&lt;br /&gt;Then you called him Your “Friend”, and “The Father of Faith&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;You blessed him to bring forth many nations because of his obedience, and his patience.&lt;br /&gt;You wrestled with Jacob through prayer, until the very break of day.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to be blessed, and he wouldn’t let go unless,&lt;br /&gt;So You changed his identity when you changed  his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You even favored your servant Job, as I have been told,&lt;br /&gt;when You pointed him out specifically.&lt;br /&gt;I know… he made You proud by pressing through life&lt;br /&gt;with his longsuffering, and integrity.&lt;br /&gt;You wept, when You went to call Lazarus back from the grave;&lt;br /&gt;after others gave up on him, You removed the bandages of his past,&lt;br /&gt;you loosed the man, and gave him life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those “great” men of the Bible days,&lt;br /&gt;You did wonders for them, and even gave them meaningful names.&lt;br /&gt;You kept in touch, stopped by to visit, and even dwelled in their homes.&lt;br /&gt;You did so many things to show them that You loved them,&lt;br /&gt;and it helped to keep them strong.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I don’t understand why, You even stayed by King David’s side,&lt;br /&gt;after all that he had done wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not just as special as all those other men?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?  Don’t You care about my pain?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you see me crying with my arms lifted up in praise&lt;br /&gt;much like a child wanting to be raised?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly as I felt You wipe the tears away from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You showed me just where I belonged.&lt;br /&gt;I felt Your arms so lovingly wrapped all around me&lt;br /&gt;before I ever knew what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up, and I finally heard You speak&lt;br /&gt;You knew my name was John, …but “Son”, is what You called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, before I ever got to know You in this way,&lt;br /&gt;today would have been just another day.&lt;br /&gt;Of course you know, I never got to know my natural father,&lt;br /&gt;so I wanted to become one someday.&lt;br /&gt;I soon found out, I wasn’t cut out to be someone I have never known,&lt;br /&gt;or be something I had never seen.&lt;br /&gt;So that is why I thank you Lord, for taking time from your busy schedule&lt;br /&gt;to come down and teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for showing me through the examples in your word,&lt;br /&gt;what a father figure should really be.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I want to give You honor, glory, and praise,&lt;br /&gt;for being My Father, Brother, and my Friend&lt;br /&gt;Every morning that I awake, I want to just take the time to say,&lt;br /&gt;Lord I wish you a Happy Father&#39;s Day.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="He Called Me Son"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/473628945895140523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/473628945895140523?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/473628945895140523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/473628945895140523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-called-me-son.html' title='He Called Me Son'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-6198185844545289329</id><published>2008-05-08T09:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:01:30.075-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="You Are My Ministry"/><title type='text'>You Are My Ministry</title><content type='html'>To love you the way that God loves me&lt;br /&gt;To humble myself and serve you on bended knee&lt;br /&gt;To comfort you in those times when you are in need&lt;br /&gt;To worship the Lord God through honoring,&lt;br /&gt;Because you are my wife, you are my ministry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to exalt myself above you, but to submit myself beneath Him&lt;br /&gt;Because you are my teacher, my preacher, my companion, and my friend&lt;br /&gt;And If I desire to be the man, and the leader that God wants me to be&lt;br /&gt;I have to love Him first, love you, and I also have to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means being your support, and your protective cover&lt;br /&gt;That means being your very best friend, and also your tender lover&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, that means being able to minister the word of God to thee&lt;br /&gt;Because my love, My Sweet Love&lt;br /&gt;You are my ministry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="You Are My Ministry"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/6198185844545289329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/6198185844545289329?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6198185844545289329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6198185844545289329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-my-ministry.html' title='You Are My Ministry'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-2872937812154679109</id><published>2008-05-08T09:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:59:31.046-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I&#39;m Not The One"/><title type='text'>I&#39;m Not The One</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m not the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love you&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not the one&lt;br /&gt;To wipe every tear from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;or to take away all  of the pain inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As beautiful as you are to me&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t possibly be there for you unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;No matter where or when you&#39;re ever feeling lonely&lt;br /&gt;I would love to always be that perfect man&lt;br /&gt;but the only one I know who really qualifies&lt;br /&gt;is the great, I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don&#39;t misunderstand what I&#39;m trying to say to you&lt;br /&gt;I love you with every part of me&lt;br /&gt;that God will allow me to share&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I would, for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;be that perfect man for you&lt;br /&gt;And I would always be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, but I&#39;m really not the one that you seek&lt;br /&gt;There is yet another, who is so much better than me&lt;br /&gt;A much better friend, a better provider, even a better lover&lt;br /&gt;His name is Jesus, the Christ; he&#39;s God&#39;s only begotten son&lt;br /&gt;As much as I do love you, and would love to be that man for thee&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it, but I&#39;m not the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="I&#39;m Not The One"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/2872937812154679109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/2872937812154679109?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/2872937812154679109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/2872937812154679109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-not-one.html' title='I&#39;m Not The One'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-1977282488135503350</id><published>2008-05-08T09:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:58:15.509-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Broken Pieces"/><title type='text'>Broken Pieces</title><content type='html'>Lord I&#39;m bringing You my broken pieces&lt;br /&gt;Only You can make me whole again&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m bringing You my broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;That only You can mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s a void so wide in my life&lt;br /&gt;That only You can fill&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s a pain so deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;That only You can heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I&#39;m not yet what You want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Remove me from the potter’s shelf again&lt;br /&gt;Break me, shape me, mold me, and then hold me&lt;br /&gt;Until You see the finished work that You desire&lt;br /&gt;Filled with Your spirit, and free from sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Broken Pieces"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/1977282488135503350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/1977282488135503350?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/1977282488135503350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/1977282488135503350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/broken-pieces.html' title='Broken Pieces'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-6706087022991118614</id><published>2008-05-08T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:56:30.750-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Through Your Eyes"/><title type='text'>Through Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>I already know how I see the sky above&lt;br /&gt;When I gaze into the rising, or the setting of the sun&lt;br /&gt;I know how the many splendid colors&lt;br /&gt;Affect my thoughts one way or the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how to listen for the genius in a musician’s play&lt;br /&gt;I already know how it makes me feel when I see so vividly&lt;br /&gt;artwork in the clouds, and mountains formed as God has allowed&lt;br /&gt;I know what makes me stop and think of your smile&lt;br /&gt;While enjoying the view of God&#39;s creations&lt;br /&gt;And singing a song of joy on a long drive across many miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what makes me laugh, and I even know why I cry&lt;br /&gt;I know how I see the world at Christmas time&lt;br /&gt;What I don&#39;t know, and I sure would like to see, is…&lt;br /&gt;How does the world look through your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll cherish the day when you finally share it with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colors do you see in the evening sky?&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are you thinking about when I walk by?&lt;br /&gt;When you see a collage of trees in the fall&lt;br /&gt;Does it stir up any emotions at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What touches you deep down on the inside?&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d really like to know what you see&lt;br /&gt;How does the world look through your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Will you share your world with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Through Your Eyes"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/6706087022991118614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/6706087022991118614?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6706087022991118614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6706087022991118614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/through-your-eyes.html' title='Through Your Eyes'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-7537800545875485504</id><published>2008-05-08T09:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:55:34.180-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Makes Me Wanna Holler"/><title type='text'>Makes Me Wanna Holler</title><content type='html'>Sometimes your quiet mood makes me wanna holler&lt;br /&gt;Your silent lips make me wanna scream and yell&lt;br /&gt;Silence is never really dead at all you know&lt;br /&gt;The effects that it causes are very much alive and well&lt;br /&gt;Silence speaks things that cannot be confirmed&lt;br /&gt;either it’s the truth, or a lie&lt;br /&gt;I can only believe what you tell me&lt;br /&gt;but since you don&#39;t speak to me,&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wanna holler sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just break through your thick quietness&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I could make you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;or help you release a much-needed cry&lt;br /&gt;Would you even look my way and wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;Even if you wondered, you probably still wouldn’t ask me&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s why it makes me wanna holler sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I may be childishly overreacting&lt;br /&gt;but there seems to be a soothing melody in the softness of your voice&lt;br /&gt;And it just seems to get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;You possess an addictive kind of love, much like a drug&lt;br /&gt;And it has me waiting for even the smallest dose of conversation&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s why it makes me wanna holler sometimes&lt;br /&gt;when you won&#39;t speak to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Makes Me Wanna Holler"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/7537800545875485504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/7537800545875485504?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/7537800545875485504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/7537800545875485504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/makes-me-wanna-holler.html' title='Makes Me Wanna Holler'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-4305256923658205057</id><published>2008-05-08T09:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:54:30.730-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="A Kiss From A Rose"/><title type='text'>A Kiss From A Rose</title><content type='html'>The soft pedals of your precious lips&lt;br /&gt;Lightly brushed by my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes, I try to think&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I just can&#39;t seem to recall&lt;br /&gt;If this vision that I&#39;m having of kissing you&lt;br /&gt;Contains any reality at all&lt;br /&gt;No, …in reality I have yet to taste your smile,&lt;br /&gt;But in my mind&#39;s computer memory,&lt;br /&gt;I am already familiar with the intoxicating feelings&lt;br /&gt;Of having you that close to me&lt;br /&gt;For now, I have to turn my eyes away from you&lt;br /&gt;Because I can&#39;t bear to watch&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t handle the torture of the words that you say&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s not that the volume matters that much to me,&lt;br /&gt;Or even the content of your vocabulary&lt;br /&gt;Just the sight of your lips, is torture enough&lt;br /&gt;Like soft pedals covered in the morning dew&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from a newly bloomed rose&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s what I see, in my mind&#39;s eye&lt;br /&gt;As I dream of kissing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="A Kiss From A Rose"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/4305256923658205057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/4305256923658205057?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/4305256923658205057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/4305256923658205057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/kiss-from-rose.html' title='A Kiss From A Rose'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-6582207126715899460</id><published>2008-05-08T09:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:53:22.544-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Don&#39;t Wake My Love"/><title type='text'>Don&#39;t Wake My Love</title><content type='html'>Don’t rock the boat&lt;br /&gt;And don’t shake the cradle&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stir up anything in my heart&lt;br /&gt;If you aren’t able&lt;br /&gt;To finish what you begin&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m still human,&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is not made of stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel, and when I feel,&lt;br /&gt;I feel genuinely&lt;br /&gt;I fall, and when I fall,&lt;br /&gt;I fall totally&lt;br /&gt;So don’t mess me up,&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t you do that to me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you dare wake my love&lt;br /&gt;Until it is ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Produations&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Don&#39;t Wake My Love"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/6582207126715899460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/6582207126715899460?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6582207126715899460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/6582207126715899460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-wake-my-love.html' title='Don&#39;t Wake My Love'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-194867942732115340</id><published>2008-05-08T09:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:52:03.564-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Your Ways"/><title type='text'>Your Ways</title><content type='html'>Your ways are not like my ways&lt;br /&gt;Not the same way that I would do things&lt;br /&gt;Unconventional to say the least, I must say&lt;br /&gt;Yet somehow you’ve still managed to change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean not unto my own understanding you said&lt;br /&gt;So I could never say that you didn&#39;t try to warn me&lt;br /&gt;I lean so far sometimes, depending on my natural mind&lt;br /&gt;That I fall right down on my natural behind&lt;br /&gt;Causing much of my own pain and suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never comprehend the way that you move&lt;br /&gt;I could never tell whether you’ll choose this day&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I always know when you&#39;ve been there&lt;br /&gt;Your ways are unknown, and at times uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;But I still wouldn&#39;t want to have it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that you think and reason is far beyond me&lt;br /&gt;The understanding that you posses&lt;br /&gt;Is much too far out of my reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ways are not my ways,&lt;br /&gt;and now I begin to see more clearly&lt;br /&gt;That the plans you have for my life&lt;br /&gt;Are always the best ways for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright  © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Your Ways"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/194867942732115340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/194867942732115340?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/194867942732115340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/194867942732115340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-ways.html' title='Your Ways'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-3717693223721255235</id><published>2008-05-08T09:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:51:01.196-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spiritual Dain Bramage"/><title type='text'>Spiritual Dain Bramage</title><content type='html'>Be Bold in the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;No, you must be humble!&lt;br /&gt;You need a warrior’s spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Be compassionate,&lt;br /&gt;show love and you won’t stumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are too far behind,&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t move ahead of God&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up,&lt;br /&gt;No, wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worship you, almighty God&lt;br /&gt;It’s so good to worship the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;But today the Lord wants praise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder some saints are schizophrenic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Spiritual Dain Bramage"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/3717693223721255235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/3717693223721255235?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3717693223721255235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3717693223721255235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/spiritual-dain-bramage.html' title='Spiritual Dain Bramage'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-5331796850390959094</id><published>2008-05-08T09:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:49:16.075-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musical Shares"/><title type='text'>Musical Shares</title><content type='html'>When your conversation stops&lt;br /&gt;So does the music that plays within my heart&lt;br /&gt;The muse that soothes my very soul comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is quickly tainted&lt;br /&gt;With anger, frustration, and fear&lt;br /&gt;So part your lips and play a song for me my dear&lt;br /&gt;Just speak a word, and slay the beast within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be the first to speak, but my words are often shackled by pride&lt;br /&gt;So once again, I let stupidity get the best of me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I played the role of the peacemaker, once too often rejected&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve tried on his garments many times before&lt;br /&gt;Only to find myself emotionally exposed and spiritually naked&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not so sure I like his style of clothing&lt;br /&gt;My heart doesn&#39;t want to wear that brand of pain anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, place a coin in the jukebox for me, my sweet&lt;br /&gt;Part your lips, and just speak to me&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t like the song that I&#39;ve been hearing&lt;br /&gt;Silence is the most awful sound played in any key&lt;br /&gt;So part your lips my princess, and play a song for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever the music stops, the non-verbal contest begins&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I&#39;m always the one left without a chair&lt;br /&gt;No music, no words, no place for my emotions to sit and rest&lt;br /&gt;Play something for me,&lt;br /&gt;Part your lips and play a sweet melody&lt;br /&gt;Will you trust me enough to open up and share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Musical Shares"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/5331796850390959094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/5331796850390959094?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/5331796850390959094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/5331796850390959094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/musical-shares.html' title='Musical Shares'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-3925074248296779367</id><published>2008-05-08T09:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:48:07.297-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="O Ye of Little Faith"/><title type='text'>O Ye of Little Faith</title><content type='html'>Where have you become defeated?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the faith that I have given you?&lt;br /&gt;If you would not doubt it, and just believe in me&lt;br /&gt;Then you will find it,&lt;br /&gt;Right where I said it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt; Copyright © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="O Ye of Little Faith"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/3925074248296779367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/3925074248296779367?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3925074248296779367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/3925074248296779367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-ye-of-little-faith.html' title='O Ye of Little Faith'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-5222439834455724296</id><published>2008-05-08T09:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:46:42.460-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adam&#39;s Rib"/><title type='text'>Adam&#39;s Rib</title><content type='html'>She was created from the rib of my side, the closest one to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Made bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh; ‘til death do we part&lt;br /&gt;She was not fashioned from part of my head, or from my feet&lt;br /&gt;So she was not intended to rule over me, or to be trampled beneath&lt;br /&gt;Taken from under the protection of my arm, and placed beside me&lt;br /&gt;She is different in so many ways, yet she was made equally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look upon her, what I sometimes wonder is this&lt;br /&gt;Do I feel the way I do about her because of her lips, hips, and fingertips&lt;br /&gt;No, It’s because of her warmth, tenderness, and her sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;It is also because I am made whole again when I hold her closely&lt;br /&gt;Because she was that missing piece in my life; the other part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says that in the same way that God loves me&lt;br /&gt;I am to give her that same unconditional love in return&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I notice a difference in the way that God is blessing me&lt;br /&gt;I can see that it is a direct reflection of the way that I am treating her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that a real man can be a lion, or a lamb, when he has to be&lt;br /&gt;I must love and protect her with an unselfish heart, while fearing God only&lt;br /&gt;I didn&#39;t say I would put her up on a pedestal though, please read carefully...&lt;br /&gt;I know that God is a God of love, but he’s also a God of wrath, and jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admire her for her strength, and adore her for her beauty&lt;br /&gt;I will listen to her when she speaks, and learn from her wisdom&lt;br /&gt;I will give her the respect she deserves, and treat her like the queen that she is&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, just when I would least expect it&lt;br /&gt;God could give me the breakthrough I need, through his kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Adam&#39;s Rib"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/5222439834455724296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/5222439834455724296?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/5222439834455724296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/5222439834455724296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/adams-rib.html' title='Adam&#39;s Rib'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-2516668348469124160</id><published>2008-05-08T09:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:45:19.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamonds In The Rough</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj09FtrBMU393yZBe0FxzLG7qjE5R8R0Xiyx_v2QIsLYzqBK8SFR8l5l1HplKXqo3JUz9iOtZkbKrbEWx8AFNWrkOUXSQtYygPVAFvCY77pwNYkBf5MDz7xJ84zAtJ2xLx70jTsVpiXOQ/s1600-h/1_1023395959427.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don’t know about your past,&lt;br /&gt;or care about your present state&lt;br /&gt;They never take the time to try to discover the real you&lt;br /&gt;Not concerned about your mind,&lt;br /&gt;but about your size and your shape&lt;br /&gt;Only interested in the absence&lt;br /&gt;or the presence of beauty in your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don’t take very much time to search and explore&lt;br /&gt;To find the things that are hidden far beneath&lt;br /&gt;They are unaware all the while that there is so much more&lt;br /&gt;They don’t realize that true beauty is more than skin deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a treasure that is buried deep inside of you&lt;br /&gt;One that can only be found by a true friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone with open ears, and with comforting words&lt;br /&gt;Someone with open arms, and with helping hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will take the time to get to know the real you&lt;br /&gt;Someone who really cares about you very much&lt;br /&gt;Someone who doesn’t mind the outer shell&lt;br /&gt;that covers the pure heart inside&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me, who realizes that there is&lt;br /&gt;a Diamond in the Rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtSDlqhULzW5q9bIQvkLumPeXLM6QZ-ztI89GLmopUZ5Pt7U69FngG4w1L0XF4mNOEuMPjGxD2EdE5glgkkuZNhAiTICzjOs7ge8NWDujVXmeIxkSwTgUK8h_q3KlbKe3tyYJhkLSh3A/s1600-h/1_1023395959427.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198002554874657842&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;91&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtSDlqhULzW5q9bIQvkLumPeXLM6QZ-ztI89GLmopUZ5Pt7U69FngG4w1L0XF4mNOEuMPjGxD2EdE5glgkkuZNhAiTICzjOs7ge8NWDujVXmeIxkSwTgUK8h_q3KlbKe3tyYJhkLSh3A/s200/1_1023395959427.jpg&quot; width=&quot;122&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Diamonds In The Rough"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/2516668348469124160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/2516668348469124160?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/2516668348469124160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/2516668348469124160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/diamonds-in-rough.html' title='Diamonds In The Rough'/><author><name>John L. Donelson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792697889860562381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXQnhcJYU64/SCHoeJDgfBI/AAAAAAAAADA/b1Bsgg7Cwyk/S220/John+at+work.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtSDlqhULzW5q9bIQvkLumPeXLM6QZ-ztI89GLmopUZ5Pt7U69FngG4w1L0XF4mNOEuMPjGxD2EdE5glgkkuZNhAiTICzjOs7ge8NWDujVXmeIxkSwTgUK8h_q3KlbKe3tyYJhkLSh3A/s72-c/1_1023395959427.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45189339459320478.post-8797107034417147418</id><published>2008-05-08T09:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:40:12.175-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Always A Lady"/><title type='text'>Always A Lady</title><content type='html'>The occasion really doesn&#39;t matter&lt;br /&gt;Nor does the attire that you wear&lt;br /&gt;Whether you’re teaching from a podium,&lt;br /&gt;preaching from a pulpit,&lt;br /&gt;or just lounging in a comfortable chair&lt;br /&gt;…You are always a lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something special about you&lt;br /&gt;That I noticed a very long time ago&lt;br /&gt;It was an immediate turn-on for me,&lt;br /&gt;in my body, my spirit, and soul&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I couldn&#39;t let you know&lt;br /&gt;But now you know, that I know,&lt;br /&gt;…You are always a lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name explains your ways so perfectly&lt;br /&gt;It means &quot;Little woman, who lives virtuously&quot;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where or when, you have always been&lt;br /&gt;And you always will be&lt;br /&gt;Always a lady,&lt;br /&gt;To me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &quot;My Princess&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John L. Donelson&lt;br /&gt;Prodigal Son Productions&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the entire book, &quot;Those Trying Times&quot; online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com</content><link rel="related" href="www.revelationschristianmedia.com" title="Always A Lady"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/feeds/8797107034417147418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/45189339459320478/8797107034417147418?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/8797107034417147418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45189339459320478/posts/default/8797107034417147418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticrevelations.blogspot.com/2008/05/always-lady.html' title='Always A Lady'/><author><name>John L. 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