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December 18, 2014
10:55pm EST

Rated: E | Book | Religious | #1517585
A treatise based on 2 Acrositcs. A Sanctity of Life write.
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This treatise is the result of a visit to church 1-18-09, and a song that became the root for the acrostic Worthy Is The Lamb, on 1-19-09 the second acrostic was gelled into the first.
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December 16, 2014 at 9:02am
December 16, 2014 at 9:02am
Poetry Corner 12-16-14 Some Christmas Memories
The year is almost over,

The 2014 calendar we can cover.

Christmas time is oh so near,

In nine days in will be here.

On that day in nineteen-hundred and eighty-seven,

The Copes as you know us were born, on a cold rainy day.

Th3 pastor threw rice down Rhonda's blouse,

The photographer was our choir director and wrestling fan too.

Patsy W, sure knew her way around the leading of song,

And another of her gifts was the camera lens so long.

Memories of Rhonda singing a solo throughout Six Flags,

As we did a Christmas cantata at the fountains.

The six flags waving in the air,

Smell of food galore tickling the nose hairs.

Watching the puppetry of Scrooge,

Making people laugh, cry, and other things too.

Rhonda looking so beautiful then and now even more so.

Her sense of fashion, style, comportment, and laughter. Ho, ho, ho!

A time in my life when I felt so out of sorts,

Came into focus with the church, Rhonda, and the wrestling sport.

Rhonda's favorite wrestler; Chris Adams; hanging out after matches at the Sportatorium,

Congratulating us on our engagement night, so many years ago. Another memory of glee!

Christmas time often bringing smiles and feelings of glee,

Families opening the presents around the Christmas tree.

Down the road one hears the screams of a domestic spat,

Christmas time marred by those at odds and out of peace, so sad.

Upon the laps of so many Santa's helpers the kids have sat.

Even I have memories of such a time as that.

Another memory that is a real dream come true.

The SXSW event in which I saw my star Amanda Marsh,

With Rhonda at my side and a Sixth Street tableau.

Even with being kinda out of it with hyperglycemia, it was a highlight of my life I'm grateful came to life.

Today I want for Christmas world peace.

It's may sound like a corny and impossible plea.

But with God all things are possible, don't you see?

And for that reason this poetry corner closes with wishes of world, national, state, city, and domestic peace.

Copenator out! BA, M Div
December 2, 2014 at 7:03am
December 2, 2014 at 7:03am
Poetry Corner 12-2-14
poetry Corner on 12-2-14,
Let's see what kind of scene.
Here on the days off,
The reviewing bug I did feed.

The reviews given just ticked off,
And I was blessed by the Haiku deeds.
Ate some pie, of the apple kind.
It's taste is still on my mind.

A crispy and wispy taste,
Apple crunch and crust like paste.
Craved some fruit earlier,
The fruit salad was a quick devour.

Saved some for the lady dear,
Cause her gift is cooking so real.
She also does Tie-Dye, with such cheer..
Each unique and the real deal.

Rhonda is her name, as I'm sure you know.
So many acrostics my love to her I show.
A surprise anniversary gift will blow her away.
What is it? I'm not going to say!

That has to wait until our twenty-seventh anniversary day,
On the day we celebrated Jesus birthday.
Where presents seem to have taken over the theme,
In our hearts we know the reason for the season came to redeem.

So when you get a bug in your bonnet,
And you just feel like writing a sonnet.
Come to poetry corner and lay some lines.
From the heart; or an awesome inspiration; and everything will be fine.

You are important to God; your loved ones; and Copenator out! BA, M Div

December 1, 2014 at 10:35am
December 1, 2014 at 10:35am
Daily Bread - A Learning Opportunity
"The Comforter, who is the Holy Spirit shall teach you all things." John 14:26

Lord, it is my desire to learn something every day. To learn something from Your presence or guidance is a blessing I have felt on many occasions. It convinces me that I am not alone. That there is hope in the darkest of times.

Help us, Dear Lord, to learn and study all that you teach. Amen

This is the prayer on the other side o my Daily Bread scripture verse. .The verses are literally in a box that can be opened, closed, and is transparent. Every day I open this Daily Bread and pull out the next one in line; I know that I have the opportunity to learn something from His Word.

I want you to understand beloved that the Word of God is alive. The power to rebuke, encourage; and even to teach you something you did not know before; is found within the pages of the Bible.
I encourage you to make yourself open to the teaching of the Lord. Know that the Lord will honor mankind's desire to know Him, or more about the mysteries that flutter from day to day into our lives.

Your learning opportunity could very well lead you to a point of peace that surpasses all understanding.
You are important to God; your loved ones; and Copenator out! BA, M Div

November 27, 2014 at 12:31pm
November 27, 2014 at 12:31pm
Give Thanks
Give thanks today.
In the good, bad, and ugly.
Value your time on earth.
Every day is precious and unique.

Thanksgiving day is here.
How great to know thankfulness.
As the world seems mad,
Now we can stop and reflect.
Knowing through all things we
Still have a reason to GIVE THANkS.
November 23, 2014 at 4:41am
November 23, 2014 at 4:41am
Poetry Corner 11-20-2014
It's payday in the house.

Tithe is in the storehouse.

Bills are covered,

His provisions cannot be numbered.

Car is still in the air,

In need of a repair.

Truck seems closer now,

Yet only the Lord knows when and how.

Pain is all about,

Neck and back make me want to pout.

But in the end He is to be praised,

For from the depths of sin I was raised.

Experiencing salvation,

A release of consternation.

A sense of joy that passes all understanding,

Keeps me unafraid in the midst of pounding.

Deliverance from depression on 01-02-2014,

At His bidding I did rebuke it 10 months ago.

Some would make me doubt and wonder,

This very week it was affirmed anew.

Note will be added attesting to the healing,

For you see I was on Facebook, His miracle sealing.

The blanket of depression dropped upon my heart, mind and soul.

Then in an instant it was gone and to Him all praise shall go!

Poetry corner is about His provision yesterday, today, and beyond.

What will your lines be today beloved? Your words are important,

for you never know just who will see in your lines a hint of hope for their situation.

Drop a line as you are led; or stop in by liking; your voice heard all the same.

Remember whether it rhymes, has form, or is just plain freehand, matters little.

It's writing from the heart a word you have to share that will wax poetically every time.

P.S. For those who post your lines in the comments, I offer the service of reviewing your lines in a private message.

It's what I do on, and this is a natural extension of that if you so desire to receive a review.

You are important to God; your loved ones; and Copenator out! BA, M Div

November 23, 2014 at 4:40am
November 23, 2014 at 4:40am
Poetry Corner 11-19-2014
The year is almost over.

Thanksgiving we will soon cover.

Let's remember to daily thank,

This holiday, we must not forsake.

While Christmas is pushing into view,

Thanksgiving comes first anew.

Commercials are ignoring the season,

Yet it was created and celebrated for a reason.

Thankfulness is a losing art

As cold and hard grows the heart.

Relight the wick, the candle, the warmth,

And fight back against the seasonal wrath.

Black Friday is soon to arrive,

Let us emerge so much alive.

By being thankful in this season,

We will have a buffer against the heart freezing.

Be kind to one another,

The lesson of patience let us learn.

And boldly give thanks to another.

The Great I Am, His Great Love will burn.

Poetry Corner has moved to my Notes.

Sometimes there is more to say than 400 words.

Praying to here you will find your way,

And if you want to subscribe that is okay.

As always you're welcome to drop your lines,

Remember that all ages will see the vines.

So keep it clean as I know you can,

And tomorrow we will open another poetic can.

You are important to God; your loved ones; and Copenator out! BA, M Div

November 22, 2014 at 9:29am
November 22, 2014 at 9:29am
Poetry Corner 11-22-2014
I love writing.
I love reviewing.
What do you like doing?
Let your dreams be your guide.

Some like woodworking,
Getting the saw dust in their eyes.
Others like tie dying,
The fingers they are staining.

Come on beloved,
What's your muse?
That discipline so loved.
Maybe even those clippers you use.

What is your passion?
What starts your heart dashing?
Whatever it is, I say do it.
Even if your horse you shoe it.
November 21, 2014 at 7:36am
November 21, 2014 at 7:36am
Poetry Corner 11-18-2014
I was born.
Was it evening or morn?
That I don't really know,
But it was quite a show.

I was a sickly kinda boy,
It wasn't a lot of a joy.
But still I played as much as I could,
And got into trouble more than I should.

Limbs broken,
Foot cut deeply,
Scar is still a token,
Of the tin can found in the woods.

Poetry corner will be moving to my notes,
If you'd like to be tagged drop me a note.
Today's word came from a reminiscence,
Of a time that was filled with life and innocence.

Where will your next lines come from?
Could it be a memory of that perfect prom?
Or the smell of a batch of fudge cooking on the stove,
Maybe something as simple as a garlic clove.

You are important to God; your loved ones; and Copenator out!
November 5, 2014 at 5:55am
November 5, 2014 at 5:55am
This Too Shall Pass
Alternate Prompt: Write about your favorite quote. Please include the quote if you chose this prompt.
"This too shall pass." Mark Lowry etal.
This too shall pass is such a comfort.
Here in these words you know there is hope.
It means that the hardest trials the world throws at you will pass.
Seeing this quote even now comforts me anew.

The car we've had for many years is now terminally ill.
Oh man the laundry list is so long. From oil leaks to inspection sticker expired, just the tip.
On the final day the car could be kept in the apartment complex, inspection was passed.

Surely was a miracle because the engine light that would never go off went off long enough to pass.
How we felt some relief and the hope was restored.
Ah but the game was not over yet. Time was bought to get a definitive diagnosis.
Let it be said the relief was tempered by the verdict on the cars condition.
Leaking oil was not the problem. A head gasket is terminally ill.

Pleased to know there is one temporary solution to buy more time to save $ for a truck.
A product that helps seal cracks will be used. No guarantees it will take.
Seeing Little Red laboring for motion, and revving at 2000 rpm, is hard on the Copes.
Surely a car has been a part of our family. In the final analysis we know This Too Shall Pass, and Little Red will be parted out to help other Saturn's stay on the road in the future.

Of the hundreds of trials and calamities that have befallen this Cope family, they too have passed and we are still standing. Content in the word from the Lord that we will have a truck in our near future.
For those who have been following my notebook updates and prayed for us during this most recent trial, this is the diagnosis we were hoping to avoid, but know in the end this too shall pass.

Copenator out! BA, M Div
Founder of Copenator's Crew
B.C.O.Frs united!
October 27, 2014 at 10:43am
October 27, 2014 at 10:43am
Food. Feed Me Food
Food. Marvelous food.
Once, twice, three times a day.
Over the feed bag I must congregate.
Dagnabit, I like food.

Forget the strawberries,
Ever and a day we have been at odds.
Even the smell can set me off.
Dear to my heart, comfort food indeed, are Bugles!

Man if you feed me a bowl full of Bugles,
Everything is alright with the world.

Me, the other half, and a big old pot of beans. Um, um, good!

Food, Feed Me Food and we'll be good.

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