Ehud (Judges 3:12-30)

here's my first attempt at a story-telling poem. This poem is based on the story of Ehud, a judge of Israel.

Then again they turned from the Lord,

And they did evil in God's sight.

Just who are they?

They are the Israelites.

Even the miracles they had seen

Did not help them turn.

Soon after Othniel's death,

They turned without a reason.

So God sent Eglon,

The king of the Moabites,

Who gathered more troops,

The Ammorites and Amalekites.

So Eglon conquered Israel,

And oppressed them eighteen years.

He forced them to work,

And filled them with fears.

Then the Israelites cried out to God

To deliver them from Eglon.

So God decided to save His people,

And sent His chosen one.

God sent a deliverer to Israel--

A man who everything could.

He sent the son of Gera, a Benjamite,

A left-handed man named Ehud.

Ehud made a two-sided dagger,

A meter and a half long it was.

He fastened it on his right hip,

The blade, the victory's source.

Israel then sent a present,

And Ehud as the gift-bearer.

Little did Eglon know,

That Ehud would be the deliverer.

When Ehud came with the gifts,

Guards only checked his left hip.

Little did they know,

On his right hip, it was keep.

Now Eglon was a fat man,

A very fat one for real.

He trusted too many people,

This became his Achilles' heel.

As Ehud entered Eglon's court,

Eglon sent his men and the presents away.

Because Ehud had said,

That he had something important to say.

Ehud approached the king and said,

"I have a secret message from God to thee."

The king aorse to listen,

And Ehud thrusted his blade into his belly.

After this Ehud escaped.

He locked all the doors behind him,

And the servants didn't open the doors,

For Eglon was sleeping, it would seem.

So Ehud escaped and travelled to Seirah.

Then he blew a trumpet at Ephraim

To call the people to battle,

So they could, thier land, reclaim.

Ehud led the Israelites down the hills.

He said to them, "Follow me!

For God has given us victory,

Over the Moabites, our enemy!"

So they followed Ehud down,

And captured a place near the Jordan,

Where the Moabites were bound to cross.

There, ten thousands Moabites were fallen.

Israel was saved by Ehud,

And had peace for eighteen years,

And the people returned to God,

Who rescued them from their fears.

-END

One of the reasons for me to choose to write on Ehud was the fact that he was a left-hander--like me! Other than that i believe he was used greatly used by God.

A Heated Soul

Something I wrote while I was angry at...just about everything.

Many a times when life is down,

And rage creeps in like an avenging hound.

When you feel like punching the wal,

When you're enraged straight from the core,

You don't think of what you do,

But just lash out like a complete fool.

The heated soul

Fills the body whole

With a raging tempest out of control!

You hurt the people who care for you;

You scold and reprimand without an issue.

You are filled with rage beyong your conrtrol,

And the hatred spreads and sets in your soul.

So you shut the world away,

And in your room you stay,

To rant and rant like no one's business,

And build a thick wall of stubborness.

The heated soul

Fills the body whole

With a raging tempest out of control!

Anger is a problem

That sets steady and firm,

Within the soul at first,

Just before it bursts.

What end will it cost

Except that you'll be lost,

Within the fiery flames?

Unless it is your aim

to burn up inside

And freeze up outside?

-END

people

a random rhyme i made when i was bored...

people are like watermelons,

Hard outside and soft inside,

They show no outward emotions.

They make a crust outside to hide.

xD

The Eye of the Storm

a more free styled poem reflecting peace in a time of turmoil.

When the sky darkens,

And the birds take to their nests.

When the flashes shout,

And the heavens take a test.

When clouds gather

to mourn as a whole,

And they'll gather and gather

And continue to grow.

People will run,

In fear and terror,

From this threatening,

Endangering, feat of horror.

The sky cries;

The lightning fries!

The thunder begin their chant.

The moon runs,

And where is the sun?

Have the stars gone for a hunt?

Is there peace?

Is there release?

Will the madness ever cease?

From seconds to minutes to hours,

Will the skies ever dry?

Hear the people in irritation;

Hear the sadness and the sigh.

Where is the shelter,

From this God-forsaken storm?

Is there relief,

From this sky-hung massless form?

Is there peace?

Is there release?

Will the madness ever cease?

Wait. There is peace!

In this massless form.

It is here,

In the eye of the storm!

The winds have weaken,

The thunder softens,

And the lightning stops for once.

Can you believe,

There is relief

For children - daughters and sons?

Shelter is found in the midst of turmoil.

Peace is reborn!

Nothing moves, not grain nor soil.

Relief like the morning's dawn.

-End

10/04/09 (I just didn't post it)

Hope Locked Inside

here's another original song/poem. this one talks about the christian who does not spread the truth about Jesus to the world. it is about the christian who locks the saviour inside and keeps Him there.

Verse 1:

There is hope for the world

To save all mankind

We know this hope

As Jesus devine.

He left His throne

And came down to us.

So that we'll receive

The Father's love.

Chorus:

But the hope that He gave

Has been pushed aside

And the love that He gave

Has been locked up inside

The people that love Him

Has covered the truth

From the ones who needed it most!

Verse 2:

Who needs the doctor

The well or the sick?

Who needs the saviour

The saved or unsaved?

For he gave His life

So that all will live

All who'll repent

And turn a new leave.

Add (speaking):

Jesus said, "Go ye into all the earth and preach the good news."

But what have we, his people, done? Have we reached out?

Have we walked in the truth? have we preached the good news?

Bridge:

What is the point

Of keeping Him in

And out of this world?

'Cause He gave his life

For all who'll believe

As said in His word.

So bring back the hope

That he brought to this world

As said in His word.

The Road to Rejection

here is a song/poem i wrote recently entitled "The Road to Rejection". it speaks about about how a christian goes through a time of backsliding enjoy!

verse 1:

He is going on a journey

Away from all challenges.

Truting his life

To luck and chances.

Turning his back

On the things he believed in

Breaking down within.

chorus:

Where is this road leading to--

This wide and smooth road?

Where is he going?

What is she doing?

On this road to rejection!

verse 2:

She is going through the valleys

Over the mountains and the seas,

But she gave up half the way.

And turned around with ease.

Now she goes on with no purpose,

No meaning to live;

Nothing to give.

Bridge 1:

Where are their lives going?

Not reaping or sowing.

Their backs are turned away

And go further each day.

From the one

Who gave his only son.

Bridge 2:

People, return to Jesus,

All the poor, rich, or famous.

Accept Him once more--

On the wings of eagles soar.

Let Him be your guide again--

The name above every name!!

dumb roach

on the 30th of april there was a 'special visitor' in our house...and it was dumb!!

look at wat happened when i sprayed it...it tried to run away but got stuck between the tiles!!!

it stayed there til i finished breakfast but by then the spray had taken effect.

such a smart fella!