Springtime Is In The Air ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

Springtime is in the air,
I can feel its warming trend
brighter days and longer nights
I know are just around the bend.

I eagerly await the change,
that comes along with Spring
knowing in my weary soul
God too will begin a new thing.

Springtime is in the air,
I can see its early bloom
melting away the aches
of winter’s chilly gloom.

For Springtime brings with it,
God’s promises of revival
restoration and re-birth . . .
upon its sunshiny arrival.

Springtime is in the air,
I hope you can feel it too
for it’s the time of year . . .
God uses to heal and renew!


Song of Solomon 2: 11-12

“For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds
is come, and the voice of the turtle

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When you Go

House of Heart

When you go I become

the sea gull begging salt from

from briny air.

My veins are a winding tunnel

of purple sea.

I channel you in the night owl’s

perpetual call that awakens my

subconscious to virtual desire.

At dawn your shirt hangs from a

bed post in buttery sunlight

and I’ve become so small I could slip

inside the lining of your chest

sheltered by the warmth of your

skin where Ilong to be.

Art by Anuraag

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Pacific Paratrooper

Miyajima Hotel

Miyajima Hotel

Being that Smitty so enjoyed taking in the sights of 1945 Japan and it is Asian Pacific American Heritage Month, this post will continue with the brochures he brought home with him. Above is the Inland Sea and Miyajima Island that is approximately 45 minutes from Hiroshima; the entire island is considered a park being that two parks are actually on the island, The Omoto and the Momijidani, both famous for their cherry blossoms in spring and colored leaves in autumn.

The Great Torii

The Great Torii (52′ tall [16 metres]) is the red religious structure within the bay is from the 16th century. The earlier one had been destroyed by a typhoon. The Itsukushima Shrine has stone lanterns that remain lighted throughout the night. Senjokaku is the hall of a thousand mats and beside the shrine is a hall filled with countless rice ladles offered…

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God Is Good All Of The Time ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

God is good all the time,
His goodness is seamless
it is unmatched . . .
tis why it’s flawless.

God is holiness,
there’s no other purer
no one is greater
wiser or truer.

God is upright,
He is always fair and just
He is gracious
tis why Him we can trust.

God is loving,
compassionate and kind
He is merciful
to all of mankind.

God is good all the time,
He is forever trustworthy
tis why He will always be . . .
perpetually praiseworthy!


Mark 10:18

And Jesus said unto him,
Why callest thou me good?
there is none good but one,
that is, God.

Psalm 107:8

Oh that men would praise
the Lord for his goodness,
and for his wonderful works
to the children of men!

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2023
Deborah Ann Belka

~ to GOD be the GLORY ~

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Feeling the Battle With Her Sole

She arrives at the Manassas National Battlefield.  It is a bright sunny morning with a slight chill in the air.  She walks onto the grass and takes a few steps, but she stops.  She looks down at the grass.  She looks around her at the green field.  She sees the statue of ‘Stonewall’ Jackson in the distance.  She sees the rolling hills before her.  She sees the line of cannons.  She looks down at her feet.  She slips her foot out of her shoe.  She lifts her leg, and she touches the grass with the sole of her bare foot.

“Boom!  Bang!”  The air is filled with smoke.  She hears the guns being fired.  She turns and watch as soldiers are frantically loading their guns.  “Boom!”  She turns and see smoke coming from a cannon as soldiers frantically reload to fire again.

She lifts her bare foot, and she sees a peaceful green field with only the sound of the wind with the branches of a nearby tree shaking.  She lifts her foot to wipe the mud from the bottom of her big toe.  She sets her foot down.

“There he stands like a stone wall.”  She sees General Thomas ‘Stonewall’ Jackson on his horse looking at the enemy.  She hears the trumpets being blown and the pounding of the drums.  “Ready!  Aim!  Fire!  Boom!  Ready!  Aim!  Fire!  Boom!”  She heard the men shouting.  She saw the men struck by the bullets and dropping dead before her.  A cannonball strikes the ground before her knocking her off her feet flat on her back.

She sits up and see a green peaceful field.  She peeks at her bare foot and sees a little mud between her big toe and the toe next to it.  She slowly gets up with the sole of her bare foot touching the grass.

“Hip, hip!  Hooray!”  Sounds of celebration surround her as she watches the Confederate soldiers gather around ‘Stonewall’ Jackson as he climbs off his horse.  He looks at her, and he salutes.  She salutes back.  She stands and lifts her foot.

It is an empty, peaceful, green field.  She stares at the statue of ‘Stonewall’ Jackson.  She slips her foot back into her shoe.  She understands what it is truly like to feel the First Battle of Manassas with her sole.

Blameless ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

God’s mercy I don’t deserve,
it’s not something I earned
nor something I can obtain
by anything I’ve learned.

God’s mercy is His favor,
His compassion and goodness
towards a sinner like me . . .
to show to me His kindness.

Jesus’ grace I don’t deserve,
it’s not something I merit
nor something I’m worthy of
or anything I can inherit.

Jesus’ grace is His love,
it’s His benevolence
towards a sinner like me . . .
to show me His excellence.

God’s mercy offers to me,
the blessing of forgiveness
Jesus’ grace makes me
before Him blameless!


Ephesians 2:8

For by grace are ye saved
through faith; and that not
of yourselves: it is the gift of God:

Titus 3:5

Not by works of righteousness
which we have done, but according
to his mercy he saved us,
by the washing of regeneration,
and renewing of the Holy…

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Hope Unseen ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

If you want to have hope,
faith you will need . . .
to trust in the facts
when your Bible you read.

You’ll need to take the position,
and to have the conviction
that Jesus is the only way
to eternal salvation.

If your to have faith,
hope you will require
for one without the other
will only expire.

For faith without hope,
has nowhere to go . . .
and the love of God
you will never know.

Hope that is unseen,
is hard to believe . . .
unless into your heart
~ Jesus ~
you openly receive!


Hebrews 11:1

Now faith is the substance
of things hoped for,
the evidence of things not seen.

1 Corinthians 13:13

And now abideth faith, hope, charity,
these three; but the greatest of these
is charity.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2023
Deborah Ann Belka

~ to GOD

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