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Poems of Passion Week – Day 7 – ‘The Price is Paid’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

SATAN CAST DOWN - red - for blog
How deep and dark the grave in which they laid the Lord.
And naught to give Him hope except the Father’s Word.
But ’twas enough, for God had said, “When day three comes,
You’ll rise with life anew and come again to Home.”


Throughout the vigil, silence reigned and men did mourn.
And in the halls of Hell, the demons, they did groan:
This man from off the cross had stormed their barriers staid.
Hell panicked at the word from Heaven: “The price is paid!”


Then Jesus, Son of God and Son of Man, stepped forth
And grasped the keys of Death and Hell with violent force.
Then rose through realms beneath to burst from earth and grave.
His shout of victory rang abroad: “Mankind is saved!”

 

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Poems of Passion Week – Day 6 – ‘The Reason’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

JESUS IN GARDEN - NEGATIVE -KAREN'S WHIMSY

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

O, Lamb of God
So pure, so holy, undefiled,
You came so meekly,
Vulnerable, a tiny child.

You took our sin
And took all of its consequence.
You chose the cross,
And on it your lifeblood was spent.

But for what cause,
When tempted in the garden that night,
Did you still choose
To let yourself be crucified?

You told us, Lord;
If we’d just listen, we would know.
You said, “Because
I love the Father, I will go.”

Lord, work in us
That holy and obedient love,
That we, when tried,
Will speak and act only for God.

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(Photo courtesy of Karen’s Whimsy)

 

 

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Poems of Passion Week – Day 5 – ‘Christmas Promises Crucifixion & New Creation’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

MANGER AND CROSS - NO WORDS

“What will Christmas bring, Mom?”
“Why, Son, ’twill bring you lots of toys and joys.”
“What else will Christmas bring, Mom?”
“Well, fun and games with other girls and boys.”


“But later on in life, Mom,
Will Christmas mean a lot when I am grown?”
“Oh, yes, it will mean more, Son.
For as you grow, a great truth you’ll be shown.


“You’ll learn that Jesus came, Son,
Not just to be a babe in manger sweet,
But to grow up a strong man,
Horrible death and suffering to meet.


“He came to take our sin, Son
And pay the price for it on Calvary.
So God could look upon us all
And shout, ‘From sin and all its curse you’re free!’”


“But I love the little babe, Mom.
I don’t want to think He died for me.”
“That’s what makes Christmas grand, Son:
That Jesus came to die and set us free.”


“You mean, the little baby, Mom?
He had to die and never live again?”
“No, Son, on Resurrection Day,
He rose victorious o’er death for all men.


“This truth of Christmas time, Son,
I think you now begin to understand:
It was the birth of death to sin,
And of eternal life for every man.”

 

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Ahhhhhhhhhh ……..

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

Hey Everyone,

COFFEE MAN

It’s time to wake up and smell the coffee!
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Time and life have taught me much. One of the things I’ve learned is that, no matter where you go or who you see, what you do or what you fail to do, one of the most delightful experiences in life is breathing in the aroma of fresh-brewed coffee.

 

May I offer you a cup?

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Poems of Passion Week – Day 4 – ‘Nathaniel’s Answer’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

NAZARETH, ISRAEL - EDITED

Nathaniel was a man who knew no guile.
He walked with Jesus, loved Him all the while.
When first he heard His name, a question posed
But waited ’til the answer was disclosed.


“From Nazareth can any good come forth?”
He asked of those who knew that city’s worth.
He asked for meditation, not reply,
Yet found the answer true in Jesus’ eyes.


And although from the garden he did run
With others as they scattered one by one,
As Roman guards led Jesus, bound, away,
There came a reckoning after the third day.


As Mary ran to spread the glorious news,
Nathaniel, hidd’n with others, all confused,
Received her words with doubt, and hope, and fear,
And hungered so His Master’s voice to hear.


Then Jesus stood among them, His work done:
Salvation for the world from Nazareth comes.

 

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(Scripture Reference: John 1: 45-51,  John 20)

 

 

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Poems of Passion Week – Day 3 – ‘Sufficient’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

CRUCIFIX - FOR YOU - GOSPEL GIFSSeized and stripped and slapped and spit upon,
Scornful salutations; sorrow; shame;
Satan stalks the Son of God and Son of Man:
Scarlet stripes, scalding tears, searing pain;
Search the scriptures; surely they the story tell:
Insatiable evil strikes; the Lamb is slain.
But surely, it’s my sins He bore, my sorrow,
My sickness, my distress, my grief, my pain.
Submitted Sacrifice: He sealed the promise;
Sufficient, He bought me peace with God again.

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Poems of Passion Week – Day 2

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

 

CROWN OF THORNS ULTRA MODERN

 

 

 

BARABBAS

My heart pounded
As they dragged me out.
They stood me close beside Him,
And I looked about.


The crowd was frenzied:
With rage and raw disgust.
I wasn’t sure the real cause–
Why they fumed and cussed.


I glanced beside me
To catch a glimpse of Him,
But what my eyes saw in His
Convicted me within.


When guards shouted,
“Who is it going to be?”
Then I understood they’d choose
To set one free.


“Free Barabbas!
Set Barabbas free!”
I could not believe my ears:
They chose, not Him, but me.


“What of Jesus?”
Then asked the guards.
“Crucify Him! Crucify Him!
He is not our God!”


My shackles fell off:
By law a free man.
Pilate called for water then
And there he washed his hands.


The day grew dark
As He hung there,
Upon a cross with thieves each side,
Then He said a prayer.


He prayed, “Forgive them.”
Did that include me?
When He said, “It is finished!”
I knew He’d died for me, Barabbas.

 

 

(Scripture Reference: Matthew 27)

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Here Comes Jesus!

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

JESUS ON DONKEY - WIKIPED.“Here comes Jesus!”

“Jesus of Nazareth is coming!”

“Do you see Him yet?”

“Here He comes!”

“Here comes Jesus!”

Excitement was rampant, and cries of “Hosanna” filled the air. Shouts of joy and triumph could be heard for miles along the road, and people rushed to lay palm branches and their personal garments as a carpet of welcome. Jesus of Nazareth was coming to Jerusalem.

This carpenter-teacher who had journeyed among them for nearly three years, teaching them, healing them, feeding them, forgiving them, raising their dead. This miracle worker, this wise man, this man who was gentle enough to draw crowds of children to his side yet bold enough He would soon drive money-changers from the temple with a whip — this man whom many claimed was the prophesied Messiah of Jehovah — this man was coming again to Jerusalem! I’m sure, had we been there, we would have heard the message repeated over and over again for miles: “Here comes Jesus! Here comes Jesus!”

We in the Christian world celebrate that event on one special day out of the year, and we call it Palm Sunday. We have special services and some of us wave palm branches in the air to commemorate the day that is often referred to by church historians as Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem. But that event happened over 2000 years ago. One could say it’s all history now; it’s been said and done;  it’s over.

But not so, my friends! I am thrilled beyond words to be able to tell you that Jesus is still coming to anyone and everyone who would like to receive Him. He’s a living, vital, right-now Jesus. He is the I AM (The self-existent one who causes all other things to be; the one who is and becomes whatever He desires to become — Hebrew definition). And the great I AM desires to become everything that His creation needs.

Jesus of Nazareth is alive today, and He’s still loving people, teaching people, feeding people, forgiving people, delivering people, healing people and making  them whole. And, yes, He’s still raising people from the dead. He’s the same Jesus who fulfilled the words of the ancient prophets by riding  into Jerusalem on a donkey that day.  He’s the same Jesus who worked myriads of miracles for the people. He’s the same Jesus who went to the cross to pay for the rebellion and sin of all the human race.

He’s the same Jesus who rose from the grave and took His throne as Lord of the universe. He’s the same Jesus who promised that if we would call on Him and receive Him as Lord, He would freely fill us with His own eternal life and with power to serve Him. He’s the same Jesus who promised that after our life of service to Him on this earth, we would move on to Heaven and live with Him forever. No questions —  no if’s, and’s or but’s. No struggling to get there, no sacrifice, no hard work, no price to pay. Jesus did the work. We receive the benefit.  And the Word of God,  Hebrews 13:8, says “Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, today and forever.”

So I can tell you confidently: “Here comes Jesus!  He’s coming to you today! He’s coming because He sees your need; He sees your trouble; He sees your sorrow; He sees your pain; He sees your desperation; He sees your hopelessness; He hears your questions; He hears your confusion; He hears your private crying. He’s coming to you because He loves you.

Did you know that you don’t have to be a Christian for Jesus Christ to love you? Sometimes we who call ourselves Christians tend to flock together so tightly that we become almost like a clique, and the rest of the world feels as though they can’t break through the wall to become a part. But my message to the “rest of the world” today is that you don’t have to become a part of the “clique of Christianity.”  All you have to do is get to know Jesus, the real person.

And did you know that you don’t have to be a Christian to call on Jesus? That’s right. Jesus isn’t listening just for the call of the Christians. Certainly, He’s attuned to their cries and He rushes to their help when they need Him, but Jesus the Christ is listening — intently — for the cries of all the millions of  His creation in this world who don’t know Him at all. His heart is waiting expectantly for their voice to call out His name. And He’s ready to answer that call swiftly. He’s ready to come home with you at any time.

When Jesus walked the earth, He was often found in the homes of those who were not active believers. People whom the scriptures refer to as “publicans” and “sinners” found that Jesus was more than willing to spend time with them and teach them the truth about God — and show them God’s love by healing their sick and delivering those in demonic bondage. In fact, He often received hateful criticism from the religious leaders of His day because He gave Himself so freely to those who did not have a relationship with the true God. But Jesus’ response was simply that His main reason for coming into the earth was to find those who did not know Him and offer Himself to them.

Zacchaeus was one such man. (His story is told in the Word of God, the book of Luke, chapter 19.) Although technically a descendant of Abraham, Zacchaeus was chief among publicans — which means he made his living working for the Roman government, collecting taxes from his fellow Israelites — and, by his own admission, cheating them. He had heard about Jesus, but he was no believer. However, he was curious, and as Jesus passed through Jericho, right before his entry into Jerusalem on the donkey, Zacchaeus, a short man,  climbed into a tree so that he could see and hear Jesus easily. Jesus called him down from the tree and invited Himself to Zacchaeus’ house.

Zacchaeus recognized Jesus as the Messiah and opened to Him his home and his heart. We know that he invited Jesus in with his whole heart, because, after spending only a short time with Him, Zacchaeus voluntarily confessed his sin of cheating and promised to make restoration of everything with interest. Jesus did not ask Zacchaeus to do so. The man simply opened his heart to Jesus, and a changed nature was the result.

So, I will say once more: You do not need to be a Christian to call on Jesus. No matter what religious tag you wear — including that of “Atheist” —  that tag will not keep Jesus from coming to you if your heart is reaching out for Him and inviting Him in. What will happen to that religious tag after you meet Jesus? Who cares?  I can guarantee you — without qualification — that if you ever meet the real Jesus, you won’t care.

Here comes Jesus!  He’s coming to us today — Christian and non-Christian — He’s coming. With words of comfort and reassurance to destroy fear — with delivering power to destroy the yokes of the devil — with healing and wholeness for body, mind, and spirit — with wisdom and direction that leads to successful solutions — with the power of His Holy Spirit and all of the anointing for service — with eternal life to overcome death once and for all and forever.

Jesus is coming!  He’s coming to you!  Right now! Open your heart to Him and let Him meet all of your needs today.

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Picture courtesy of Wikipedia commons: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Jesus_entering_jerusalem_on_a_donkey.jpg

 

 

 

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Velvet Verbosity # 373 — ‘Light the Lamp’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

OIL LAMP, CROPPED -- PUB DOMAIN

“Light the lamp, Matthew. Set it clearly in the window.”

“But, Father, it’s burned every night for months.  Tom’s not coming home.”

“Yes, he is.  He promised me.”

“You know we heard that his whole battalion was wiped out.”

“No.  I feel him in my heart.  He lives.  And this snowstorm is so thick; he’ll need the light to guide him through the woods.”

“But there’s only a few hours of oil left.”

“Light the lamp, Matthew.  The oil will last.  The lamp will burn until your brother walks through that door.”

 

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Join the fun writing your own 100-word story based on this week’s prompt: BURN. 
http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2014/4/7/100-words-373-national-poetry-month

 

 

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Urrggghhhh!!! I Need a Little Feedback.

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

ANGRY WOMANHi, everyone. I’m needing a little feedback concerning the details of the appearance of my posts right now.  I need to know two things:

First of all, I’m trying a new background picture, so I need to know if the text is clearly readable over that background, or if I should remove it and opt for something solid again.

Secondly, I seem to have such a terrible, terrible time getting a site that has a good sized, very readable font. I don’t intend to pay out more money for that problem, since I’m spread pretty thin these days as it is.  And I have experimented a little with using the different possibilities in my toolbar ( Pre-formatted, headings, etc.)  But I can’t find anything that will actually let me type an entire post into the editor and have it all look the same from beginning to end and be easily readable.

For the most part, I have written my articles in a document and then copied and pasted them into the WP editor. That has usually worked, but sometimes it does not. I’ve had a particularly difficult time with this newest theme.

So tell me, on most of my articles (which are copied and pasted – like this one), is the font easily readable, and does it all look the same throughout the article?

 

Also, tell me if you have discovered any tricks to getting more control of the font — other than using the HTML (I refuse to go there). —- Or have you discovered a free theme that offers a large, very easily read font as a part of its original package? The biggest problem, as far as I’m concerned, is that all of the default fonts are so tiny. You have to enlarge the screen a couple times to make it comfortable to read.  I think that’s ridiculous.

I have experimented with doing a couple blogs on Blogspot because on any theme there, the blogger has control of the style of font and the size at all times. However, the community of bloggers over there is not nearly as friendly as my WP family, so I don’t want to have to move. But this font problem is getting REALLY frustrating to me. (I will add, however, that I’m not quite as bad off as the picture would imply. I just liked that picture.)

Thanks a bunch for your help.

 

 

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25-Word Story Challenge: ‘Wedding Plans’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

 

Here’s my story for the 25-word story challenge.

BRIDE_02 - PINK

 

 

WEDDING PLANS

 

“Sorry folks,” Carter said. “Seems my bride eloped with someone else.” He laughed. “She took the car I’d arranged for my own last-minute escape.”

 

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To join in the fun, hop over to the challenge itself and get the details (link above).    It’s really easy – well – easy to join – not so easy to write a complete story in 25 words – but, hey, if it were easy, why do it, right?

 

 

 

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Writing Challenge: The 25-Word Story

| Sandra Pavloff Conner
WOMAN AT COMPUTER - HAPPY

 

Well, my jolly blogging buddies, I have a new wee challenge for you this morning. Most of us have heard the story that at one point in his career, the writing legend Ernest Hemingway accepted a challenge to write an entire story in just six words. I don’t know that anyone knows the exact details of how that challenge came about, but the 6-word story attributed to him is the following: 

“For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

Now, I’m issuing a challenge that is not quite as onerous as the one he met. And, in fact, it’s the same challenge I gave my college-level creative writing students this week: Write a complete story in only 25 words (or less if you prefer). You may choose the subject matter. 

You have one week to accomplish this task. Final post day, April 10 (although I have no objection to your posting a story at any time after that if you feel so inclined). When your story is complete, simply post it on your own blog, then copy and paste a link to it in the “Comments” section of this post.  Leave a comment too if you’d like.

Please be sure to include a link to this post on your own site as well, so that your readers can learn about the challenge and take part too.  And hop over during the week to check out the links to other writers’ stories.

Also, please remember that this site is open to readers of all ages, so it posts absolutely no “R” or “X” rated material. 

If you’re interested in participating but do not have a personal blog, feel free to post your story on your Facebook page or your LinkedIn page. (It’s short enough to go into the update window.) Then copy and paste the link in the “Comments” here.

When I write my own story, I’ll give it a separate post and paste a link here on this page with the rest of yours. 

Are you ready?  Let’s write!

 

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Velvet Verbosity # 372 – Short Engagement

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

 

 

Velvet Verbosity this week presented us with the word “Smack” as our prompt for a 100-word story. Below the picture is my story. I didn’t have any choice but to write it. The concept SMACKED me in the head and wouldn’t go away.

ENGAGEMENT RING CLIP ART

 

THE SHORT ENGAGEMENT

“Daphne, for weeks I’ve fought against the whole idea of loving you. I’ve argued all the reasons I should never even consider marrying you. You’re too unsophisticated and uneducated to fit into my social set. And your looks – well – you know what you see in the mirror. I need a beautiful woman beside me – who matches my looks.  So you can see how I’ve struggled.

“Yet … I’ve lost the battle, Daphne.  I am in love with you and cannot escape it.  I’ve decided to marry you and suffer the consequences.  Here’s the ring.”

SMACK!  The black eye lasted a week.

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(My apologies to Jane Austen for borrowing and abusing her unique “love” scene idea from Pride and Prejudice. I just couldn’t pass up the perfect fit of that concept with this prompt.)

 

 

 

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Oh My Goodness! It’s Almost National Poetry Month!

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

SHAKESPLEARE

 

I cannot believe it. When I think about all the poems I wrote last April for NaPoWriMo, it seems like just last week. How can we be right at the door of the next National Poetry Month already?

Well, one reason it seems so recent, of course, is that I’ve just recently had a book come out that includes quite a few of those poems from last NaPoWriMo, so I’ve been working with them again fairly recently.  But today it really hit me that I’m going to have to get my rhythm and rhyme on and get down to business again next week.  NEXT WEEK!?!?!?   YES!

Last year I was two days behind, so I had to work even harder to catch up, so this year, I’m going to be ready and waiting for April first. And while I’m at it, I’ll just add that I think we should re-christen that day anyway.

From now on we must not refer to April first as “April Fool’s Day.”

 As of this post, I hereby christen April first  “POET’S DAY.” We have a Mother’s Day, a Father’s Day, a Grandparent’s Day, a Children’s Day, a Veterans’ Day, a Secretary’s Day, etc., etc., etc.  So it’s only fair that the world be given a chance to celebrate those rare individuals who lighten the soul, tantalize the senses, plumb the depths of the heart, and carry us away on meter and rhyme and figurative language. LONG LIVE THE POETS!

 

NAPOWRIMO NEGATIVE

If you want to be ready for NaPoWriMo 2014, hop over and check out the preparations underway at the home site:  http://www.napowrimo.net/

 

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