(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope [BOTH) through fire, taken Higher by Jesus, now and this daily leavened bread [BOTH].”)
When through fire, you will be taken Higher.
That said, you’re scorched and torched when in the flame.
That said, Jesus takes you Above the fire.
Without Him, your burnt body none “steak” claims.
When through fire, I will be taken Higher.
That said, I’m charred and cooked to a death crisp.
That said, Jesus takes me Upward the fire.
Without Him, my blazed gaze will-o’-the-wisp.
“When through fire, I extinguish with Waters,”
says Jesus. “My Waters I give, no pain.
That said, I take you Up, sons and daughters.
Without Me, through fire, how the Above Terrain?”
Gotta get personal! I’m now through fire!
Gotta get Him through fire, taken Higher.
(picture by photographer, Christoph Wesi, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/photos/OHoTzVyeCak)
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope [BOTH] that I know that and this [BOTH] as ‘Amen’ this daily leavened [With Jesus, Born Again!] bread.”)
Without “Amen,” you stand no chance at Grace.
Without “Amen,” all will be your downf”all.”
You know that as “Amen,” you know this pace.
Your pace, God’s Grace, all for One, One for all.
Without “Amen,” I am a lonely cull.
Without “Amen,” none will be my comfort.
I know that as “Amen,” I know this full.
My full, God’s Lull, n”One” of my discomfort.
“Without ‘Amen,’ you cannot end with ME,”
says Jesus. “All and none, ME that ‘Amen.’
Know that as ‘Amen,’ know this as My FREE.
My FREE, My Gift, all and none Born Again.”
You might know me, this feeling forgotten?
God don’t forget. We know that as “Amen.”
(picture by photographer, Steve Harvey, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/photos/Q4NFrDrQw-8)
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; it’s how I cope to hope [BOTH] to fasten my faith belt on my aloof artist and bumpy ride this daily leavened bread.”)
Fasten your faith belt for a bumpy ride.
There’s your twists and turns in your journey through.
If you unfasten your faith, crash curbside.
If you fasten your faith, no bump into.
Fasten my faith belt for blowing my horn.
There’s my ups and downs, my hills and valleys.
If I unfasten my faith, falls forewarn.
If I fasten my faith, rises rallies.
“Fasten that faith belt, now more than ever,”
says Jesus. “Have you unfastened withdraw?
Have you unfastened faith to now sever?
I fasten Myself to God’s Faithful Law.”
If we unfasten our faith belt, fear felt.
That’s why Jesus is fasten our faith belt.
(picture by photographer, Jaron Mobley, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/photos/GXAd4EbS2yU)
I am in a 30-Day Writing Challenge with Sentient Media. The challenge started on September 1, so I should be on Day 23. I am way behind (Day 11) but playing catch-up. I wrote the following that I feel very compelled to share with you:
Hi! My name is Blue, and I’m a Blue Heeler dog. My guardian’s name is Timothy.
A couple of months ago, Timothy tested positive for COVID and went into quarantine. At the time this occurred, I got very sick. At first, Timothy thought I might have caught COVID from him, but he took me to the vet to find out I tested positive for heartworms.
When the vet called Timothy with this bad news, the vet gave him a 15- to 20-minute “lecture” on the full vet treatment of heartworms for me. He was crying. When the vet was finished, the vet asked him, “Did you understand any of that?” He replied, in tears, “I heard not one word you said after you told me my dog, Blue, has heartworms.”
Timothy made a pact with a friend of his when he lived in Austin, Texas, when he was rescuing dogs like me, that if any of their rescued dogs came down with heartworms, they would not put them through the full vet treatment. They deemed this treatment “brutal.” They deemed it also costly, which it is, but it was the “brutality” of giving a dog like me poison and keeping me in a cage for many months to kill these heartworms that hurt their hearts. Many told him the full vet treatment is the ONLY curative treatment for dogs testing positive for heartworms. Timothy said to them, as what he would say of his own life: “It is the quality and not the quantity of life that truly matters.”
Timothy did much research to treat me holistically, and he has had me on holistic medicines for about a month now. I am doing so much better, looking great and feeling great, but not sure if I am cured yet. The holistic heartworm medicine is from Amber Naturalz called “HWF – Healthy Heart.” He also gives me “Breathe Easy” to help with my lungs. He gives me my doses of these medicines in the morning and in the evening. I don’t like the taste of it, but I love when Timothy gives me the medicines and afterwards holds me and hugs me and says, “That’s my Big Boy, Blue! I’m SOOOO proud of you! I just LOVE YOU!”
According to the holistic customer reps Timothy spoke to, in 16-32 weeks of being on these holistic medicines, he will take me back to the vet to get another heartworm test. We are BOTH praying it will be negative for heartworms.
Can you please pray for me and my guardian, Timothy, praying that I am cured of heartworms from these holistic medicines? I love Timothy very much, and I know he loves me more than just about anyone in this world. He is my best friend, and I am his best friend. Sure, I want to live with Timothy forever but, as he says: “It is the quality and not the quantity of life that truly matters.”
Love and blessings,
(I counted 499 words including “DAY 11”)💙
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope [BOTH] that “He must increase, but I must decrease” [John 3:30] for SURRENDER! this daily leavened bread.”)
You’re ill-prepared to push for your outcome.
It makes you ill to push your way to all.
It’s SURRENDER, not push, that’s your succumb.
Give God the control. Give God the end-call.
I’m ill-prepared to push for my results.
It makes me ill to push my policy.
It’s SURRENDER, not push, that frees insults.
Free God the control. Free God to be me.
“All are ill-prepared to push their own place,”
says Jesus. “Place ME Head of what’s your low.
Place ME Heart of what you try to outpace.
Pace yourself with me. Push not your plateau.”
To push our own agenda is ambush.
SURRENDER! We’re too ill-prepared to push.
(picture by photographer, cloudvisual, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/photos/DCtwjzQ9uVE)
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in Free Up and Faith Up [BOTH] Jesus for each heavy weight of my own fates this daily leavened bread.”)
You carry your weight of each fear to face.
You carry your weight of each break of hope.
Free Up your weights by your God of Erase.
Faith Up your weights by your God of Tightrope.
I carry my weight of each low esteem.
I carry my weight of each victim trap.
Free Up my weights by my God of Upstream.
Faith Up my weights by my God of Handclap.
“Free Up and Faith Up all weights you carry,”
says Jesus. “I carry weights Intently.
Free Up all weights by ME as One Airy.
Faith Up all weights by ME as One Gently.”
We need not carry weights of our own fates.
Jesus is Free Up and Faith Up our weights.
(picture by photographer, Gerry Roarty, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/s/photos/faith-in-animals)
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope [BOTH] to pray anything to pay everything to the One who paid everyone and anyone, including me, “for GOD IS LOVE,” this daily leavened bread.”)
When you pray anything, pay everything.
You pay off your debt to the One you owe.
When you pray to love someOne anything,
you pay lovely to owe everyOne “dough.”
When I pray anything, pay everything.
I pay off One what I could not repay.
When I pray to love anyOne something,
I pay lovely to repay One my “weigh.”
“You pray anything to pay everything,”
says Jesus. “You pay ME for who I LOVE.
It’s you I LOVE any day anything.
It’s ME you LOVE every day Up Above.”
There won’t be one the One won’t claim offspring;
one pray anything to pay everything.
(picture by photographer, Karsten Winegeart, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/photos/d5mzPmBV6nc)
Ingmar Bergman’s THROUGH A GLASS DARKLY is one to watch. If I tell you how much I create from just that one film, you wouldn’t believe it. You can watch the trailer of this one to watch at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwu80rk5xds
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope [BOTH] for Jesus Rains Up me in the world’s drought of doubt this daily leavened [Jesus Pours Up!] bread.”)
Doubt will dry up your every body’s bone.
Doubt will dry up the very soul of you.
The drought of doubt is your panting postpone.
The Breath of Belief is your God’s “Go Through.”
Doubt will dry up my every waking hour.
Doubt will dry up the very plant of me.
The drought of doubt is my fading flower.
The Breath of Belief is my God’s “Growth Tree.”
“The drought of doubt down is for Up My Rain,”
says Jesus. “I Pour down on you My Drench.
You’re Drenched down My Love for your every drain.
You’re Poured Up My Love for your very quench.”
The world is drought, but world’s words a soaked spout.
Jesus Rains Up us for the drought of doubt.
(picture by photographer, Simon Peel, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/photos/K5V-MSPTalc)
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope [BOTH] in being ‘dragged’ by His Kindness is His Yoke this daily leavened bread.”)
The world is a yoke that drags you unkind.
It drags you every way it says you go.
The Yoke of Jesus is kindness unbind.
What the world says, “Go!’ What He says, “Don’t tow!”
The world is a yoke that drags me unkind.
It drags me to darken my every quest.
The Yoke of Jesus is kindness behind.
What the world says, “Ahead!” What He says, “Rest!”
“Take My Yoke upon you, for I AM LIGHT,”
says Jesus. “Even oxen, I AM KIND.
My Yoke Burdens no living, breathing plight.
The world is BOTH heavy and cruel combined.”
Yoked to the world? It is sizzling “Son”stroke.
Yoked to the Son? His Kindness is His Yoke.
(picture by photographer, Varun Verma, available for free without copyright laws at https://unsplash.com/photos/kbBPQRnlVag)
(a short fiction [or nonfiction?] story by Timothy J. Verret)
I was doing my usual “wilderness walking” today when I encountered something (or someone?) strange. It was a donkey in the woods. As I am never prone to call an animal an “it,” I did wonder if the donkey was a “he” or a “she.” And as God has blessed me to be able to speak to every animal, I had no problem asking this question of the donkey. I also wanted to know what the donkey was doing out in the wilderness.
“Hi, my donkey friend,” I said, “Are you a ‘he’ or a ‘she?”
“Does it matter anyway?” the donkey asked.
“Of course it matters, because you are not an ‘it’ to me. I call all my animal friends by their gender and most definitely by their name.”
“I am a He, and my name is Jesus.”
“Okay, well it is very nice to meet you, Jesus, but I do wonder why are you in the wilderness? I have never in my life encountered a donkey in the wilderness.”
“I am here because My Father sent me away from my previous master who beat me all the time and forced me to carry so many things on my back.”
“I am so happy that your Father sent you away from this master who sounds just horrible,” I said with tears streaming down my face. “I can promise you that I will never beat you or force you to carry anything on your back again.”
“There has been only One Man that I have ever allowed on my back, and His Name was also Jesus,” said the donkey.
“How interesting. You allowed a man named Jesus to get on your back and your name is also Jesus. What happened to that Man named Jesus?” I asked.
“They put him on a cross and crucified Him. I was there when it happened. That is why I have this cross on my back.”
“Is it okay if I approach you?” I asked Jesus. “I want to see that cross on your back.”
Jesus motioned me closer and, yes, indeed was there a cross on his back. It was of a rainbow color and it was simply beautiful.
“Will the cross ever fade away?” I asked Jesus.
“Never!” he replied. “It will stay on my back in remembrance of the One I truly loved and will always love.”
“It sounds like BOTH of you were quite a pair.”
“I’ve been looking for another One who I can truly love and will always love. Do you think it could be you?” Jesus asked.
“I would be so honored, Jesus, to be the One you truly love and will always love. I spend most of my time walking in this wilderness and talking to all the animals, so I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
“That is so interesting that you just said that. The One I truly loved and will always love used to tell me that very thing. He said it was in some book in some chapter in some verse.”
“I know it quite well, Jesus,” I said. “The Book is the Bible and it’s in Chapter 13 of Hebrews and it is verse 5.”
“You think you might come here often and read that Book to me?” asked Jesus.
“Of course I will,” I said. “Every day for as long as you live and to the Very End of the Age.”
I moved even closer to Him and put my arms around Him.
“There, there, Jesus,” I said with tears streaming down my eyes, as well. “There won’t ever be another One like you. I can tell you that much. You must take heart, as I have overcome all things in this world that might try to beat you or make you carry things on your back. You will always find me ‘wilderness walking.’”
“Thank you so much. By the way, you never told me your name. What is your name?” Jesus asked.
“I AM JESUS!”
(picture by photographer, Vince Gx, available for free without copyright laws at: https://unsplash.com/photos/33DJx0Yb2cA)