The Internet

The Internet is a powerful tool,

There are many things you can do.

It can be used to spread adultery,

But it can be used for Gospel preaching.

 

Something about God, someone can share,

People will see and this will bring them happiness.

The word of God will spread worldwide,

We will take Jesus’ name for distant places and lives.

 

With social media, the world can be reached,

Through social media, the Gospel will be announced.

There will be made big chains of praise,

Too many people will know the Lord’s name.

 

They will know who was Jesus Christ,

They will know about the cross and his big sacrifice.

Many people will access his verity,

With Jesus, many people will go to liberty.

 

Through the big web, together, we are going to evangelize,

They will adore the name of the God Most High.

In the entire world, too many achievements will happen,

Many people will believe in Christ’s name.

Salvation will be available for each of them.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume IV.

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The Fall of Human Beings and Their Salvation

The first man was created according to divine perfection,

God made him pure and clean to dwell in his habitation.

Then, God saw that the man was in great solitude,

God made the perfect companion to warm his heart.

They were always in the presence of the Lord,

For all their needs, God was the provider.

There was nothing more they could want or desire,

The greatness of God was complete in their lives.

The most cunning of animals, the serpent, spoke to the woman,

He spoke pleasant words, and she had faith in them.

The woman ate the fruit and gave it to the man,

Both went to hide when they realized they were naked.

This sin made humankind corrupt and impure,

From that moment on, everyone would be filthy, for sure.

All humans were far from the Lord,

The sin of humankind separates them from the Creator.

A great sacrifice was needed for reconciliation,

God punished sin in his only Son.

Jesus took upon himself the sins of all humanity,

This gesture of love gave everyone a new opportunity.

Sinners were justified by the sacrifice of Jesus,

All sins were cleansed because of the blood on the cross.

By the grace of God, humans were freed from condemnation,

Through the great love of the Father, they have eternal salvation.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume VI.

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The Fountains of Life

My son, pay attention to what I say; turn your ear to my words … Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it … Keep your mouth free of perversity … Let your eyes look straight ahead … Give careful thought to the paths for your feet and be steadfast in all your ways. Do not turn to the right or the left; keep your foot from evil. Proverbs 4:20, 23-27

Isabela collapsed in the company parking lot. Her car keys fell from her trembling hand, and she stood there, leaning against the door, her chest heaving, unable to take another step. It was not a heart attack. It was something worse. It was absolute emptiness. At thirty-five, as a marketing director at a multinational corporation, she had achieved everything she dreamed of. And she felt dead inside. The official diagnosis was Burnout Syndrome.

The doctor gave her three months’ leave and a piece of advice: “You need to reconnect with what really matters.”

The first few weeks were a blur of sleep and apathy. Her world, previously governed by goals, deadlines, and meetings, was now a deafening silence. That was when she found an old diary of her grandmother’s. On the first page, written in elegant handwriting, was the passage from Proverbs 4: “Above all else, guard your heart…”

Those words, which she had heard in childhood, sounded different. They were a more accurate diagnosis than the doctor’s. She realized that her exhaustion was not just professional; it was spiritual. Her fountains of life had dried up. And, with the help of a Christian therapist, she began the journey of identifying the leaks.

The therapist asked her to list what she “consumed” daily. Isabela realized that her heart was a funnel open to the anxiety of the market, the envy of others’ achievements on LinkedIn, the bitterness of corporate rivalries, and the constant fear of not being good enough. She did not guard her heart; she allowed it to be a repository of toxic waste. Her first task was a “clean-up”: she stopped following profiles that caused her distress, cut off toxic conversations, and began filling her mornings not with emails, but with prayer and reading.

The therapist’s second question was equally impactful:

“How do you speak about your work and your colleagues?”

Isabela realized that her language was dominated by sarcasm, complaining, and gossip. She united people around criticism, not encouragement. As part of her healing, she set herself a challenge: to go an entire week without complaining about anything or anyone. It was excruciating at first, but gradually, she felt her internal environment calm down.

Her therapist noticed that she lived by dwelling on past mistakes: “I should have done that project differently,” or paralyzed by future anxiety: “What if I don’t hit the target next quarter?” Her spiritual eyes were crossed, never focused on the present. The task was to practice daily gratitude, forcing her eyes to see what was in front of her today: her son’s smile, the warmth of the sun, a tasty meal.

The final step was to re-evaluate her daily choices. She realized that her “feet” were taking her down paths that drained her energy. The sleepless nights working on projects no one had asked for, the networking lunches with people who exhausted her, the refusal to take vacations for fear of seeming “replaceable.” She began to make deliberate decisions: leaving the office on time, scheduling quality time with her family, saying “no” to commitments that did not align with her new values. She was, literally, ordering her steps.

At the end of the three months, Isabela was a changed woman. She had not found a magic solution, but a new set of disciplines. She returned to work, but not in the same way. She delegated more, trusted more, controlled less. Her team, which once feared her, began to admire her. Her productivity, paradoxically, increased.

One afternoon, a colleague, seeing her leaving on time, commented:

“You look different, Isa. Lighter. What’s the secret?”

Isabela smiled, a genuine smile she had not displayed in years.

“No secret,” she replied. “I just learned to guard the source. The rest is a consequence.”

She got into her car, no longer feeling the weight of the world, but the lightness of a heart that was being well-guarded. The fountains of life, once dry, began to flow again.

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This story is part of my book Everyday Wisdom

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Needing Help

There are many people needing help,

People who are going through great struggles.

Internal struggles that make one lose heart,

Conflicts that make one devalue themselves.

They are weak and cannot get up,

The difficulty comes, and they want to give up.

They want to accept everything that comes their way,

Promises to make things better come along each day.

They are weak, and they will accept anything, they sway.

At that moment, they can enter perdition,

At this stage come alcohol, drugs, and prostitution.

They surrender to a life of debauchery,

On this painful path, they will soon perish.

This is the time for the true Christian to come,

A word of life, the Christian will give to the lost one.

They will present a new life with God,

They will show a new world full of possibilities.

They will introduce the lost one to salvation’s opportunity.

The person needs to accept for the change to begin,

They need to throw themselves into Jesus’ loving arms.

With surrender to the Lord, their life will be transformed,

Where there was only sadness, joy will reign.

After the change, a new season of life will begin.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume VI.

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Obedience

Obedience is what the Lord always wants,

You being a true Christian is what He wants.

He wants a heart fair and true,

Obeying the Lord in everything you do.

 

To obey is not a thing that you can play,

It is a thing you always must seek the right way.

The ways of the Lord always command our life,

The will of the Lord, we cannot deny.

 

To obey God is not only tithing,

It is a different life that we must be showing,

Dedicating all your way to the Lord,

Being an example of truth and purity,

Being a different person in the community.

 

It is necessary to be a person that was modified,

Having your mundane life denied.

Your submission, you will show to God,

Always accepting the plan of the Lord,

Showing disposition in the heart.

 

There is no use to pretend obedience,

Like that, you will be living off appearance.

Under a mask, your life is hiding.

Only your false face you are giving.

 

Living with God is living with veracity,

Always showing loyalty.

Showing you are a person who is different,

A person who is zealous and obedient,

And not just another one who claims to be a believer.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume III.

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The Light and the Shortcut

The path of the righteous is like the morning sun, shining ever brighter till the full light of day. But the way of the wicked is like deep darkness; they do not know what makes them stumble. Proverbs 4:18-19

Cleber and Sidnei started law school on the same day, with the same dreams and the same freshman anxiety. They sat side by side in the first class, both from small towns, both determined to make it in the big city. But there, at that starting point, their paths began to diverge, like two rivers that spring from the same mountain but flow to different oceans.

Cleber chose the path of the morning light. His progress was slow, almost imperceptible. He would spend hours in the library, poring over heavy books while others were at parties. He made a point of citing his sources correctly in his papers, even if it cost him more time. He helped classmates who were struggling, sharing his notes, believing that knowledge grew when it was divided. His brilliance was not that of a spotlight, but of the first, pale, stubborn light that announces the dawn. Many considered him too much of a straight arrow, a bit slow.

Sidnei chose the path of instant brilliance. He was darkness disguised as light. He quickly discovered the shortcuts: ready-made papers from the internet, answers shared in secret groups during online exams, the art of flattering the right professors. He did not study; he “hacked” the system. He landed an internship at a large firm not on merit, but through a recommendation secured with a lie. His success was dazzling and swift. He was popular, admired, the model of a “winner.”

Over the five years of the course, the difference became stark. Sidnei always seemed to be ahead, getting the best grades with minimal effort, moving in the most influential circles. Cleber, for his part, kept his steady pace. His grades were good, the fruit of hard work. His reputation was not for brilliance, but for reliability. His light, still soft, began to gain strength and warmth, and the right people started to notice it.

The perfect day for Cleber and the great stumble for Sidnei happened during the Bar Exam, the test that would define their careers.

Cleber prepared with his usual diligence. Months of disciplined study. He arrived for the exam feeling not arrogant, but prepared. His mind was clear, the path ahead of him illuminated by the knowledge he had built, brick by brick.

Sidnei, accustomed to shortcuts, tried his final trick. He acquired an earpiece, a risky scheme to receive the answers. He entered the exam room not with knowledge in his mind, but with fear in his heart. He was walking in darkness, dependent on a fragile piece of technology and invisible accomplices.

In the middle of the exam, the anti-fraud detection system was triggered. Proctors silently approached Sidnei’s desk. Panic froze his veins. He did not know how, or why. He had stumbled in the darkness he himself had created. The humiliation of being removed from the room under the gaze of everyone was the culmination of a five-year journey built on fraud. He did not even know what he had tripped over, for in the darkness, the obstacle is always invisible until the fall.

Months later, Cleber, with his Bar card in hand, began working at a small but respected law firm. His path was just beginning, but the morning light was now strong, clear, and the day ahead of him promised to be perfect in its righteousness.

One day, he received a message from an unknown number. It was Sidnei.

“Congratulations, man. I heard. You deserved it.” The message continued: “I don’t know where I went wrong. It all seemed so easy.”

Cleber looked out the window of his small office. The morning sun bathed the city. He typed his reply, not with pride, but with a deep compassion:

“The mistake, Sidnei, wasn’t in a single step. It was in the path we chose. Yours promised a shortcut in the darkness; mine, a long walk toward the light.”

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This story is part of my book Everyday Wisdom

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Samson

Since his mother’s womb, he was separated,

To be a servant of God, he was anointed.

For everything in his life to be accomplished,

A vow to the Lord was needed.

 

Purified, his mother had to keep,

Neither drink nor impurity, she could not eat.

She could not shave the hair of her son.

The people of Israel would be set free by Samson.

 

Samson was born from a sterile woman,

He grew up as a strong man.

He was as stronger than everyone,

Samson was a liberator for everyone.

 

He challenged all Philistines,

And he won in all fights.

Against him, no one could do anything.

The hand of God was with him.

 

For a Philistine woman, Samson was delighted,

Against his parents, a marriage, he decided.

During the feast, a great enigma, he talked,

A great reward, he promised.

In the whole land, nobody answered.

The bride of Samson was threatened,

She went to Samson to beg for the answer.

He told the secret because he got very anguished.

To his people, the woman said the solution,

And finally, the enigma was replied to Samson.

 

Samson accomplished his commitment,

The promised reward, he gave to them.

He did not want to stay married to his bride,

She was delivered to another, to be his wife.

With a prostitute, Samson fell in love,

Her name was Delilah, and he swore his love.

Delilah was bribed to know his secret,

She tried in many ways, but Samson was clever.

 

For many days, Delilah was tormenting him,

And Samson let her know his blessing.

That woman shaved his hair.

From that day on, the Lord left him,

The Philistines gouged out his eyes,

Like a slave, he was put in the palace of the Philistines.

 

By the Philistines, Samson was humiliated,

In the middle of people, he was mocked.

For the last time, Samson cried to the Lord,

And his crying was heard by the Lord.

In the middle of the palace, he stayed,

The central pillars, Samson pushed.

With the strength of God, he took them down,

All princes there were destroyed,

Accomplishing his last wish, Samson died.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume III.

See the book:

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