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Prose poem followed by a Haiku poem |
| I have been looking for a poetry form to share my experiences with my creator on a continued basis. It needs to be in the present tense and leaves something for the reader to discover. I thought I would try Haibun and see where it would lead. I have a lot to say and this may give me a way to express it. I prefer the 5-7-5 haiku form so it does not chop everything up into pieces. |
| When the Holy Spirit moved into my heart, He hung pictures on the wall; He put rugs on the floor; and He settled into a comfortable chair inside my heart. But He has done much more than that! He has taken my spirit, once dead in trespasses and sin, and raised them to new life, recreating them into a marvelous temple of God. Obviously, what the Holy Spirit accomplished in my salvation was not just a decorating job. He created a dwelling place on the inside of me that is so wonderful, so marvelous, so fantastic, and so outstanding that the Holy Spirit -- the Third Person of the Godhead -- was willing to make it His home! glories gild shores as blooms diffuse their sweets around fruitful rain descends Quihadi  |
| Everything the Holy Spirit is to us - our Indweller, our Sealer, our Sanctifier, and the power of our new life in Christ - is compassed in his deep love for us. His work, His attention, His gifts, His power, and His Word are all directed toward us. We are the objects of His love and affection. As a Divine Lover who lives on the inside of us, His love and affection are single-heartedly focused on us. He passionately yearns to fulfill His responsibility to the Father to help, to teach, to guide, and to empower us. two love birds perching heads obstructed by barn roof seeking privacy Quihadi |
| I am not a hotel for the Holy Spirit. He moved into my recreated spirit to abide permanently. He regenerated and renovated me. He brought power and glory along with Him when He moved inside me. I am the permanent home for the Holy Spirit. the face of nature running springs and standing lakes earth's watery train Quihadi |
| Constantly I am becoming more sensitive and spiritually aware of the things that displease the Lord, and I am learning to walk in a higher walk. solitary deer a new companion walking across snowy field Quihadi |
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