“Paul and the Levitical Pickle” A scribe sat down with ink and scroll,Intent to grasp the Gospel whole.He’d read of grace and Spirit’s flameThen Paul arrived and changed the game. “Now hold,” said Paul, “the Law was good,But Christ fulfilled it as He should.No need for goats or temple ritesJust faith and love and sleepless …
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What's your #1 priority tomorrow? My number one priority, let’s be frank, Is not to be charming, nor clever, nor thank The stars for my blessings, nor ponder deep thought— It’s just to ensure that I’m not yet un-bought. For while others chase dreams, like a Nobel or fame, My only true goal is to …
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Prompt: What’s the trait you value most about yourself? Of all my traits, both bold and bright,One shines with understated light.It’s not my charm, nor dashing grace,(Though frankly, I could win that race). It’s not my wit, though razor-sharp,Nor how I play the angel’s harp.It’s not my art, divine and grand,Or how I fix things …
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How do you balance work and home life? In reality , I don't need to balance my work/home life. I have been retired for over 10 years, so, for me it's a home/home balance. 😅🤣😂 But here's a short, but not very good poem anyway... "The Juggling Act" Oh, balancing work and home, you say? …
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I stepped on the stage with a confident grin, My knees only knocked from excitement within. The spotlight came on, I gave it a squint, And tripped on the mic cord (just a small hint). ~ I stood up with flair like I’d meant it that way, And coughed out a speech I’d rehearsed yesterday, …
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Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. Ode to the Prompt-Happy Blogger (Why Do I Waste So Much Time Answering Prompts on WordPress?) I sat down to write my great novel today, With coffee in hand and ideas on display— But a ping on my screen gave a sly little nudge: "New …
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up? Image generated by WordPress Ai. I seem to remember, and it was a long time ago, that I wanted to be a doctor at five years old, or was it an engineer, or maybe a fireman? Anyway, as I was very …
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What’s something most people don’t understand? Calculus: The Great Betrayal Oh, Calculus, you gave me pain, Derivatives fried my poor brain. Integrals made me want to cry, Yet here I stand—please tell me why? You swore you’d help me every day, In useful, math-y, grown-up ways. But in the end, amidst my strife, I’ve never …
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What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain. Oh, the questions that plague my days, The queries that set my soul ablaze. Let me count the ways I despise, The things that make me roll my eyes. “Did you get a haircut?” No, I shed, Like a golden retriever on my bed. “Are …
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