Concerned but not worried As life passes by.
The same heart that smiles Sometimes will cry.
God, The Creator, Cares for us all.
Omniscient forever But still we must call.
Concerned but not fearful. God's on my side.
God is my fortress. His Word is my guide.
Encourage each other. Show that we care.
Specifically mention Someone in our prayer.
Concerned but not worried. Christ cares for me.
Let's care for each other, And Barnabas be.
Written by Netagene, July 3, 2017 ... Psalm 118:10-12; 144:2; Matthew 6:30; Romans 8:31; Philippians 4:6
About Me
- Netagene
- I am a member of the church of Christ. I have been writing things since I was little. Some have been printed, some posted. I write to teach or encourage; to blow off steam; and for fun! I had my own motorcycle in my 40s; I was a bluegrass music DJ for about 13 years; I've performed some. I am a member of the NRA. In 2003 (age 59), I became high partial legally blind; in 2005, I had to get hearing aids! Franklin Field said: "Poor eyes limit your sight; poor vision limits your deeds". And no kidding, the picture was made April, 2012!
Monday, July 15, 2019
When the Church becomes a Nightclub
When the church becomes a night club
And the pulpit becomes a stage,
It's become more like the heathen,
With fierce, gyrating rage.
The worship now is carnal,
The masses want 3 rings.
Entertainment is their circus.
They're bored with righteous things.
Most attendees now are passive.
They want their money's worth --
Hula hoops and smoke and mirrors,
Bacchanalia's drunken mirth.
Some crave the strobic footlights
In dim-lit musty lairs,
Rather than looking upward
Through moon and stars and prayers.
If you want to have a night club,
With preachers dancing around,
That's what you'll get with Satan ...
Screams and wailing sound.
No cacophony in Heaven,
Just reverent souls who sing
In glory and peace forever
With "Hosanna! Praise to the King!"
Written by Netagene, August 26-30, 2018, because of a picture I saw on Facebook. It said, "When the church became a night club and the pulpit became a stage, the church became a carnal show to entertain the masses who are bored with the spiritual things of God."
And the pulpit becomes a stage,
It's become more like the heathen,
With fierce, gyrating rage.
The worship now is carnal,
The masses want 3 rings.
Entertainment is their circus.
They're bored with righteous things.
Most attendees now are passive.
They want their money's worth --
Hula hoops and smoke and mirrors,
Bacchanalia's drunken mirth.
Some crave the strobic footlights
In dim-lit musty lairs,
Rather than looking upward
Through moon and stars and prayers.
If you want to have a night club,
With preachers dancing around,
That's what you'll get with Satan ...
Screams and wailing sound.
No cacophony in Heaven,
Just reverent souls who sing
In glory and peace forever
With "Hosanna! Praise to the King!"
Written by Netagene, August 26-30, 2018, because of a picture I saw on Facebook. It said, "When the church became a night club and the pulpit became a stage, the church became a carnal show to entertain the masses who are bored with the spiritual things of God."
HE was SILENT. STILL HE WALKED.
He was silent. Still He walked,
As crowds screamed, "Crucify!"
His own people, spewing hate,
As He was passing by.
He was silent. Still He walked,
Bleeding, weakened down.
Yet He'd created all of them
From dust of Earth's new ground.
He was silent. Still He walked,
Past vicious rage and tears,
Heart-broken by their violent cries,
They, contorted by their fears.
He was silent. Still He walked,
His friends no longer near.
Faithless now, they hid, and yet
He saw, felt stones and sneers.
He was silent. Still He walked.
His eyes looked to The One.
God mattered and He cared for Him.
Nor Christ, nor we're alone.
He was silent. Still He walked.
Hammers echoed His silent cries.
It broke His Father's heart to hear
Prophecy fulfilled. Christ crucified.
He was silent. Still He walked.
For love, forgiving the past.
Forgives us when we walk with Him,
Through death to Heav'n at last.
Written by Netagene Kirkpatrick, February 20 - June 2, 2019, from “Still He Walked”, prose (non-rhyming) by Carrie McCutcheon ... An extra note: Jesus was blindfolded, Mark 14:65; Luke 22:64 ... See also Luke 23:34.
As crowds screamed, "Crucify!"
His own people, spewing hate,
As He was passing by.
He was silent. Still He walked,
Bleeding, weakened down.
Yet He'd created all of them
From dust of Earth's new ground.
He was silent. Still He walked,
Past vicious rage and tears,
Heart-broken by their violent cries,
They, contorted by their fears.
He was silent. Still He walked,
His friends no longer near.
Faithless now, they hid, and yet
He saw, felt stones and sneers.
He was silent. Still He walked.
His eyes looked to The One.
God mattered and He cared for Him.
Nor Christ, nor we're alone.
He was silent. Still He walked.
Hammers echoed His silent cries.
It broke His Father's heart to hear
Prophecy fulfilled. Christ crucified.
He was silent. Still He walked.
For love, forgiving the past.
Forgives us when we walk with Him,
Through death to Heav'n at last.
Written by Netagene Kirkpatrick, February 20 - June 2, 2019, from “Still He Walked”, prose (non-rhyming) by Carrie McCutcheon ... An extra note: Jesus was blindfolded, Mark 14:65; Luke 22:64 ... See also Luke 23:34.
Tuesday, July 3, 2018
BLESSED!
Chorus:
Overflowing with blessings!
God cares for me.
I now share my blessings Abundantly!
Verses:
God blesses all people,
The good and the bad.
But the day of God's judgment
For some will be sad.
I'm blessed with much food
I give to the weak
I'm blessed with a car,
Help humble and meek.
Blessings of clothes --
For some who's threadbare.
Things I have made --
Things I can share.
Assured by God's Word
That if I obey,
God blesses with Heaven
When I follow His Way.
by Netagene, June 5, 2018. The title is words Steve Murrell said in a sermon Sunday, June 3, 2018, at the Huffman church of Christ, Birmingham, Alabama.
Overflowing with blessings!
God cares for me.
I now share my blessings Abundantly!
Verses:
God blesses all people,
The good and the bad.
But the day of God's judgment
For some will be sad.
I'm blessed with much food
I give to the weak
I'm blessed with a car,
Help humble and meek.
Blessings of clothes --
For some who's threadbare.
Things I have made --
Things I can share.
Assured by God's Word
That if I obey,
God blesses with Heaven
When I follow His Way.
by Netagene, June 5, 2018. The title is words Steve Murrell said in a sermon Sunday, June 3, 2018, at the Huffman church of Christ, Birmingham, Alabama.
Friday, April 20, 2018
NOT DEAD! OLD AGE and FEEBLE
I may be old
but I am bold.
Don't put me on a cold
slab
Just hold
me. Don't stab
me.
Autopsy not yet
or you'll regret.
I ain't dead yet.
So I am blind
but I am fine.
So I am deaf
but I've not left
my worldly fate.
I'm doin' great.
I compensate,
eat what's on my plate,
and I would date
someone who'll participate
and help me walk
and sing and talk.
Don't write me dead
or I'll have your head!
Autopsy not yet
or you'll regret.
I ain't dead yet.
written by Netagene, in a few minutes on April 20, 2018. Inspired by ZdoggMD, who has a lot of good ones on YouTube. I emailed this poem to Dr. Zubin. He's an actual MD who also writes songs, some with rap in them. Look him up on YouTube, or his website. He's hilarious, and says a lot of things that I like. And all his things are captioned. Maybe he'll do something with my poem. Likely it is incomplete.
but I am bold.
Don't put me on a cold
slab
Just hold
me. Don't stab
me.
Autopsy not yet
or you'll regret.
I ain't dead yet.
So I am blind
but I am fine.
So I am deaf
but I've not left
my worldly fate.
I'm doin' great.
I compensate,
eat what's on my plate,
and I would date
someone who'll participate
and help me walk
and sing and talk.
Don't write me dead
or I'll have your head!
Autopsy not yet
or you'll regret.
I ain't dead yet.
written by Netagene, in a few minutes on April 20, 2018. Inspired by ZdoggMD, who has a lot of good ones on YouTube. I emailed this poem to Dr. Zubin. He's an actual MD who also writes songs, some with rap in them. Look him up on YouTube, or his website. He's hilarious, and says a lot of things that I like. And all his things are captioned. Maybe he'll do something with my poem. Likely it is incomplete.
Thursday, March 29, 2018
Life is Uncertain
I need to downsize.
You're doing the same.
Memories are good,
but best is a good name.
Far above rubies
is a life that's well lived.
Loving and serving --
I'm sure you're fulfilled.
I would send you flowers,
but they'd wilt and fade,
and definitely no “yarnings”,
nor doodads I've made.
Life is uncertain,
so I'm here to say
I love you. God bless you,
prayers you have a good day.
~ written by Netagene, for Eunice K. Davis, “just because”, on March 27, 2018. She was 94 in January, and for a few years, has been my #1 driver to and from worship. I have yet to come up with a title. I posted it on Facebook, as well as mailed it to her.
You're doing the same.
Memories are good,
but best is a good name.
Far above rubies
is a life that's well lived.
Loving and serving --
I'm sure you're fulfilled.
I would send you flowers,
but they'd wilt and fade,
and definitely no “yarnings”,
nor doodads I've made.
Life is uncertain,
so I'm here to say
I love you. God bless you,
prayers you have a good day.
~ written by Netagene, for Eunice K. Davis, “just because”, on March 27, 2018. She was 94 in January, and for a few years, has been my #1 driver to and from worship. I have yet to come up with a title. I posted it on Facebook, as well as mailed it to her.
Monday, March 19, 2018
What did Swallow Jonah?
What did Swallow Jonah
(to the tune of “Who Will Follow Jesus?”
What did swallow Jonah,
Running from the Right?
Hiding from Jehovah.
It is a sorry plight.
Listening for his orders,
Tried to slip away.
What did swallow Jonah?
Should not disobey.
Chorus (sing it whenever you want to):
What did swallow Jonah?
Something in the sea!
One of God's creations,
Glad it's not for me.
What did swallow Jonah?
Something God had made!
Better to obey God!
What a price he paid.
What did vomit* Jonah?
Sent him on his way.
Trudging on to Nin'vah,
There to preach and pray.
What then was the outcome?
Much to his chagrin!
Thousands left their idols,
Turned their lives from sin.
What did swallow Jonah?
Was the lesson learned?
Didn't like what happened.
Wanted Nin'vah burned!
Made himself a tent to
Sit and pout awhile.
Even when God sp-oke,
Jonah wouldn't smile.
~ Written by Netagene, off and on between November 8, 2017 (when Carl Peterson posted something on a Facebook wall), until midnight March 16/17, 2018. If you don't like the word “vomit” (which is used in the KJV), you can substitute “up-chuck”.
(to the tune of “Who Will Follow Jesus?”
What did swallow Jonah,
Running from the Right?
Hiding from Jehovah.
It is a sorry plight.
Listening for his orders,
Tried to slip away.
What did swallow Jonah?
Should not disobey.
Chorus (sing it whenever you want to):
What did swallow Jonah?
Something in the sea!
One of God's creations,
Glad it's not for me.
What did swallow Jonah?
Something God had made!
Better to obey God!
What a price he paid.
What did vomit* Jonah?
Sent him on his way.
Trudging on to Nin'vah,
There to preach and pray.
What then was the outcome?
Much to his chagrin!
Thousands left their idols,
Turned their lives from sin.
What did swallow Jonah?
Was the lesson learned?
Didn't like what happened.
Wanted Nin'vah burned!
Made himself a tent to
Sit and pout awhile.
Even when God sp-oke,
Jonah wouldn't smile.
~ Written by Netagene, off and on between November 8, 2017 (when Carl Peterson posted something on a Facebook wall), until midnight March 16/17, 2018. If you don't like the word “vomit” (which is used in the KJV), you can substitute “up-chuck”.
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