Thursday
What God Has For Me, It Is For Me
Beautiful voice! Be moved! Watch out for your blessing--God is good!
Pain
Pain had me going insane.
I tossed back my mane.
What is going on and why?
I took a sigh.
"Lord, why?"
What do I gain
from going through pain?
Something good must be ahead--
as soon as I get out of this bed.
The devil was speaking,
his scent was reeking.
Told me I was going to die,
you know that was a lie!
So I made up my mind,
"Seek and I will find."
Put my hand on the holy book,
and it just shook and shook.
With tears in my eyes,
I kept fighting against personal lies.
"My, my, my, why, why?"
God gave me peace.
The pain had to cease.
From pills to chills, staring out at hills,
from prayers and good wishes, and stinking dishes,
it was time for change, had to keep God in range.
This was crazy stuff, I was feeling so bad,
looked rough, but you know God's people are tough.
Pain tempts you to go insane,
you might even walk with a cane,
but sooner or later, you will be back,
and spiritual gifts will come in a stack.
God will bless you like never before,
your heart can't stand what is in store.
So give God the glory,
and be prepared to tell your story.
Nicholl McGuire shares videos now on Godtube.
I tossed back my mane.
What is going on and why?
I took a sigh.
"Lord, why?"
What do I gain
from going through pain?
Something good must be ahead--
as soon as I get out of this bed.
The devil was speaking,
his scent was reeking.
Told me I was going to die,
you know that was a lie!
So I made up my mind,
"Seek and I will find."
Put my hand on the holy book,
and it just shook and shook.
With tears in my eyes,
I kept fighting against personal lies.
"My, my, my, why, why?"
God gave me peace.
The pain had to cease.
From pills to chills, staring out at hills,
from prayers and good wishes, and stinking dishes,
it was time for change, had to keep God in range.
This was crazy stuff, I was feeling so bad,
looked rough, but you know God's people are tough.
Pain tempts you to go insane,
you might even walk with a cane,
but sooner or later, you will be back,
and spiritual gifts will come in a stack.
God will bless you like never before,
your heart can't stand what is in store.
So give God the glory,
and be prepared to tell your story.
Nicholl McGuire shares videos now on Godtube.
Wednesday
For the Love of Jezebel
A couple a part of the same dirty cloth,
lies cover the corner of mouths, they froth.
"I will always love you!"
"I will do what you do."
Then one day she will turn around and sue you.
Claim to love like God from above.
But no Holy Spirit sign of a dove.
Love doesn't manipulate and shove!
Jezebel makes a man do what she wants,
enlists the help of her mother and aunts.
"She is nice--real sweet--like sugar and spice."
But they forgot to tell you their methods to entice.
You see Jezebel women seek Ahab men
then find a way to enslave them in their den.
She does everything she thinks she can
while ensnaring a wayward man.
Jezebel finds exotic places to keep up with her tan.
But when money runs low,
Jezebel will put on a show!
Tell you, "Your no good...who do you know?"
See, she holds the bag of money,
smiles between teeth that drip honey.
But sooner or later she will start acting funny!
"Pay this bill. Avoid your cheap thrills!
And, oh, by the way, I forgot to take my pills!"
Jezebel leads Ahab by the nose
her scent smells just like a red rose.
"Why don't we go here? Where are you going?
And where is your seed to help with the sowing?"
She drives men mad with her plotting and scheming--
scares them away with all her crying and screaming.
Oh yes, he got himself a sure winner,
one who will eat him up for dinner.
Because when the truth comes out,
he will fight and shout.
"I've been had...this woman is driving me mad!
What I do is never good enough,
being with her is more than tough!"
Ahab walks away in a huff.
Their get along act is getting old,
phony smiles like faux gold.
Jezebel keeps exaggerating stories,
while Ahab rehashes his old glories.
Anything for the wet lips of Jezebel who weakens the flesh.
Foolish men know nothing when a relationship is still new, still fresh.
Nicholl McGuire
lies cover the corner of mouths, they froth.
"I will always love you!"
"I will do what you do."Then one day she will turn around and sue you.
Claim to love like God from above.
But no Holy Spirit sign of a dove.
Love doesn't manipulate and shove!
Jezebel makes a man do what she wants,
enlists the help of her mother and aunts.
"She is nice--real sweet--like sugar and spice."
But they forgot to tell you their methods to entice.
You see Jezebel women seek Ahab men
then find a way to enslave them in their den.
She does everything she thinks she can
while ensnaring a wayward man.
Jezebel finds exotic places to keep up with her tan.
But when money runs low,
Jezebel will put on a show!
Tell you, "Your no good...who do you know?"
See, she holds the bag of money,
smiles between teeth that drip honey.
But sooner or later she will start acting funny!
"Pay this bill. Avoid your cheap thrills!
And, oh, by the way, I forgot to take my pills!"
Jezebel leads Ahab by the nose
her scent smells just like a red rose.
"Why don't we go here? Where are you going?
And where is your seed to help with the sowing?"
She drives men mad with her plotting and scheming--
scares them away with all her crying and screaming.
Oh yes, he got himself a sure winner,
one who will eat him up for dinner.
Because when the truth comes out,
he will fight and shout.
"I've been had...this woman is driving me mad!
What I do is never good enough,
being with her is more than tough!"
Ahab walks away in a huff.
Their get along act is getting old,
phony smiles like faux gold.
Jezebel keeps exaggerating stories,
while Ahab rehashes his old glories.
Anything for the wet lips of Jezebel who weakens the flesh.
Foolish men know nothing when a relationship is still new, still fresh.
Nicholl McGuire
Sunday
Monday
Thursday
The Church Man: A 2003 Construct
He tells me he likes to go to the show,
goes to church when feeling real low.
Talking about the church man,
from the Bible he once abandoned and ran.
You see a man of the cloth,
but his thinking appears to be as old as the moth.
Flaky, annoying and strange to listen to.
He's not the type you would call, "Baby Boy or Boo."
Now I thought about a time or two
when he spoke about Jesus and us too.
At times, felt like he was my foe--
used me sometimes to put on a show.
But he turned out to be alright,
until he said, "What should we do tonight?"
Words are like a lamp with a bright light,
shines on everything within sight.
"What about tonight?" I said.
"Can I sleep with you in your bed?"
Still lost, I didn't refuse.
Opened the door to spiritual abuse.
So you see, you can say what you want,
but the enemy sets traps to flaunt.
Some get caught in a whole lot of trouble,
think it's okay to act like a rebel.
But I am here to tell you godly people are few,
you compromise my friend, you too will lose.
Nicholl McGuire
goes to church when feeling real low.
Talking about the church man,
from the Bible he once abandoned and ran.
You see a man of the cloth,
but his thinking appears to be as old as the moth.
Flaky, annoying and strange to listen to.
He's not the type you would call, "Baby Boy or Boo."
Now I thought about a time or two
when he spoke about Jesus and us too.
At times, felt like he was my foe--
used me sometimes to put on a show.
But he turned out to be alright,
until he said, "What should we do tonight?"
Words are like a lamp with a bright light,
shines on everything within sight.
"What about tonight?" I said.
"Can I sleep with you in your bed?"
Still lost, I didn't refuse.
Opened the door to spiritual abuse.
So you see, you can say what you want,
but the enemy sets traps to flaunt.
Some get caught in a whole lot of trouble,
think it's okay to act like a rebel.
But I am here to tell you godly people are few,
you compromise my friend, you too will lose.
Nicholl McGuire
Friday
Where We Are, What's to Come
A wish to be great
a wish to have a steak
a wish to have a mate
a wish not to be late...
So many wishes, so little time
wasted moments--now that's a crime!
Don't bother to plan
unless pushed by a man!
Don't bother to do what's right
unless motivated by a plight!
Now we can keep talking,
but sooner or later,
you will be walking.
Cause you think, "I know..."
but your words are just for show.
God moves on us to make changes.
Believers yell at different ranges.
"Open your eyes, don't believe lies!"
"Pray, give God his glory, today!"
"Stay away from the bad, it will just make you sad!"
One cries for a useless, over-priced toy,
another one sighs because he wanted a boy.
So many look to God like he's a Genie,
they create a spiritual front by wearing a beanie.
Now I didn't want to be the one to break the news,
but too many facades and many will lose!
No Christian leaders at the head table,
just a relationship similar to Cain and Able.
No spiritual men hiding their sin,
just seductive women to sink their teeth in.
No movies about the things of God,
just another bad show about a guy named Todd.
No love for the churches or the people,
just broken crosses on a steeple.
The world is changing, there is no peace,
just warnings like, "You better cease!"
For man is tired of being loyal,
he no longer respects what is royal.
Nicholl McGuire recites poetry sometimes on her YouTube channel: nmenterprise7.
a wish to have a steak
a wish to have a mate
a wish not to be late...
So many wishes, so little time
wasted moments--now that's a crime!
Don't bother to plan
unless pushed by a man!
Don't bother to do what's right
unless motivated by a plight!
Now we can keep talking,
but sooner or later,
you will be walking.
Cause you think, "I know..."
but your words are just for show.
God moves on us to make changes.
Believers yell at different ranges.
"Open your eyes, don't believe lies!"
"Pray, give God his glory, today!"
"Stay away from the bad, it will just make you sad!"
One cries for a useless, over-priced toy,
another one sighs because he wanted a boy.
So many look to God like he's a Genie,
they create a spiritual front by wearing a beanie.
Now I didn't want to be the one to break the news,
but too many facades and many will lose!
No Christian leaders at the head table,
just a relationship similar to Cain and Able.
No spiritual men hiding their sin,
just seductive women to sink their teeth in.
No movies about the things of God,
just another bad show about a guy named Todd.
No love for the churches or the people,
just broken crosses on a steeple.
The world is changing, there is no peace,
just warnings like, "You better cease!"
For man is tired of being loyal,
he no longer respects what is royal.
Nicholl McGuire recites poetry sometimes on her YouTube channel: nmenterprise7.
Busy Bee: Time to Pause
With the beauty of spring and summer comes much landscaping. Plant life maintained, flowers watered, gardens tilled, lawns kept, and homes decorated. But with so much work, there is little time to admire the wonders of a great Creator.
Make the time to pause--stop and breathe this spring and summer. Life passes by so very quickly. Before long, you find yourself grieving over the death of someone or crying your eyes out from bodily pain while wishing you appreciated peaceful moments--quiet, a gentle breeze, birds singing, and the sun shining on your face.
Take a walk real soon, enjoy the fresh air and leave your troubles behind. Remember that even if you don’t care much about yourself, others do!
To God be the glory!
Nicholl has authored Floral Beauty on a Dead End Street, a spiritual poetry book that combines the beauty of flowers and creative word to speak to souls who just need to be reminded of an Awesome Creator. Enjoy the book. Available as an ebook or in print.
Make the time to pause--stop and breathe this spring and summer. Life passes by so very quickly. Before long, you find yourself grieving over the death of someone or crying your eyes out from bodily pain while wishing you appreciated peaceful moments--quiet, a gentle breeze, birds singing, and the sun shining on your face.
Take a walk real soon, enjoy the fresh air and leave your troubles behind. Remember that even if you don’t care much about yourself, others do!
To God be the glory!
Nicholl has authored Floral Beauty on a Dead End Street, a spiritual poetry book that combines the beauty of flowers and creative word to speak to souls who just need to be reminded of an Awesome Creator. Enjoy the book. Available as an ebook or in print.
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