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
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.
Wednesday
When the Guilty Minister is Exposed
Fall from grace
so quick to lose a race.
Found another person to replace.
Now the existing one,
turned Jesus into fun.
God wasn't important any more
a heart was left sore.
Thought he had everything right
that is until that night.
He took it upon himself to hide under covers,
of course instigated by brothers--
who belonged to others.
He had been manipulated to believe a dream
it appeared spiritual, at first, so it seemed.
But men don't question, "Why?"
All-too-ready to live a lie!
Money, honey, and now it's all funny?
No God, no rod, and now no shod.
It is apparent to me, and all that I see,
that some circles are just not for me.
Not worth the risk to make decisions so brisk.
Not worth the time to participate in a crime.
Thoughts to bring down someone just because
on a quest for some to gain applause.
"Look the other way," is all they say
while others fight for their wedding day.
If you believe in God,
then you know man is flawed.
If you believe in God,
allow him to prod.
Behind every fool,
there is one that needs to be schooled.
Another who is prideful,
and ignores the Bible.
Then along the way comes one
with a lot to say, and that's when
we learn what happened that day.
Nicholl McGuire is the author Spiritual Poems by Nicholl and Know Your Enemy: The Christian's Critic
so quick to lose a race.
Found another person to replace.
Now the existing one,
turned Jesus into fun.
God wasn't important any more
a heart was left sore.
Thought he had everything right
that is until that night.
He took it upon himself to hide under covers,
of course instigated by brothers--
who belonged to others.
He had been manipulated to believe a dream
it appeared spiritual, at first, so it seemed.
But men don't question, "Why?"
All-too-ready to live a lie!
Money, honey, and now it's all funny?
No God, no rod, and now no shod.
It is apparent to me, and all that I see,
that some circles are just not for me.
Not worth the risk to make decisions so brisk.
Not worth the time to participate in a crime.
Thoughts to bring down someone just because
on a quest for some to gain applause.
"Look the other way," is all they say
while others fight for their wedding day.
If you believe in God,
then you know man is flawed.
If you believe in God,
allow him to prod.
Behind every fool,
there is one that needs to be schooled.
Another who is prideful,
and ignores the Bible.
Then along the way comes one
with a lot to say, and that's when
we learn what happened that day.
Nicholl McGuire is the author Spiritual Poems by Nicholl and Know Your Enemy: The Christian's Critic
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