Wednesday, October 28, 2026

Prejudiced Christian

There are many Christians with some prejudice,

They do not respect other people’s thoughts.

They want everyone to believe in God,

Against those who are unconverted, they are bigots.

 

When they meet someone who is not Christian,

They start to insult and proclaim their condemnation.

They do not show love for those outside the religion,

And thus, they build a terrible reputation.

 

If they meet someone with another sexual orientation,

They disrespect them; it is like they are evil incarnations.

Words of love and humility, they cannot say,

All they say makes the person fear and move away.

 

If they meet an atheist, it arises a desire,

The only thing they want is a fight.

The person cannot expose Christian beliefs,

Destroying the chance to generate a new believer.

 

These types of behaviors, everyone must change,

Everyone needs to preach Jesus’ message,

The Christian knows that it is God who will work.

People are not convinced by words and actions,

It is the Holy Spirit that produces conversions.


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

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Wednesday, October 21, 2026

The Flood

Wealth is worthless in the day of wrath, but righteousness delivers from death … Hopes placed in mortals die with them; all the promise of their power comes to nothing … Those who are kind benefit themselves, but the cruel bring ruin on themselves. A wicked person earns deceptive wages, but the one who sows righteousness reaps a sure reward. Truly the righteous attain life, but whoever pursues evil finds death … One person gives freely, yet gains even more; another withholds unduly, but comes to poverty … Those who trust in their riches will fall, but the righteous will thrive like a green leaf … If the righteous receive their due on earth, how much more the ungodly and the sinner! Proverbs 11:4, 7, 17-19, 24, 28, 31

In the small town of Vale Sereno, squeezed between the river and the mountains, lived two men who represented two kinds of wealth. The first was Aloísio, a reclusive investor who had built his fortune on the stock market. His house was the highest on the hill, a fortress of glass and concrete with high walls and a state-of-the-art security system. He trusted in his riches; they were his god, his army, and his wall against the world. He was a cruel man, not of violent acts, but of a chilling indifference. As he helped no one and had no empathy, he tormented his own flesh with the deepest of solitudes.

The second was Natanael, the owner of the “Our Daily Bread” bakery. His wealth was not in the bank, but in the notebook where he wrote down, with no hope of repayment, the debts of those who could not pay. He was a generous man and gave freely. His bakery was the heart of the town, a place where a coffee was served with a word of comfort and a loaf of bread with a dose of hope. He was a good man who, by refreshing others, was himself refreshed.

The news came like a distant thunderclap: the dam upstream was at risk. Evacuation was recommended. Aloísio laughed at the news. His house was impenetrable and unreachable. He checked his generator, his stock of canned food, and his drinking water cistern. His money had bought him invulnerability. He watched, with contempt, the panic in the streets below. His wealth was a wage that, he believed, would deliver him from any harm.

Natanael, on the other hand, heard the news and acted. He opened the doors of his bakery. He took his entire stock of flour and began to bake bread, tirelessly.

“Take what you need! Take it to your neighbors, to the bedridden!” he would say to everyone who entered, while his wife, Milena, filled bottles with water. He pursued righteousness, for the good of all.

The dam broke during the night. The wrath of the waters came like a robber, and riches were of no use.

Aloísio’s fortress was the first to feel the fury. a landslide, caused by the saturation of the soil, brought down part of his wall. The muddy water invaded his house, cutting the power and silencing his generator. Trapped on his upper floor, surrounded by his now useless and soaked possessions, he realized the terrible truth: his money was deceptive. It could not stop the water, it could not buy safety, it could not keep him company in the dark. The hope he had placed in his avarice was destroyed with the first wave.

In the lower part of town, Natanael’s bakery was also flooded. But something different happened. The people he had helped, the neighbors he had fed, came to his rescue. Joel, the mechanic, showed up with his motorboat. Gustavo, the young man Natanael had employed, helped carry Milena and their children to safety. Natanael’s righteousness, his life of generosity, was delivering him from death. He lost his oven, his flour, but he was not alone. He was being refreshed by the very community he had refreshed so often.

When the rescue teams finally arrived the next day, they found Aloísio in a state of shock, hypothermic, rescued from the roof of his ruined mansion. He, who trusted in his riches, fell.

And they found Natanael in a makeshift shelter at the local school, still distributing the last loaves of bread he had managed to save. In the midst of the devastation, surrounded by people, he looked like an oak tree that, though battered by the storm, refused to fall. His righteousness continued to flourish and bear fruit.

In the months of reconstruction, the town saw that tragedy can befall everyone, from the righteous Natanael, who lost his material possessions, to Aloísio, who lost everything and had no one to turn to. He left the town broken; his cruelty had sentenced him to abandonment. Natanael, for his part, saw his bakery rebuilt by a crew of volunteers. His new beginning was built not with money, but with the only capital that survives any storm: love.

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This story is part of my book Everyday Wisdom

https://books2read.com/u/3knogL

Wednesday, October 14, 2026

Adolescence

Adolescence is a good phase of life,

Every day is a discovering time.

The person passes through many transformations,

There are new desires, thoughts, and emotions.

 

Many new things, the teenager will see,

They will desire to try many of these things.

The person is growing and seeking their identity,

Each one desires to build their personality.

 

This search must be careful and wise,

Because there are dangerous situations in their lives.

The teenager thinks they are doing the right thing,

But they may be doing a terrible thing.

 

There is only one way to avoid traps in life,

In the Bible, everyone must seek all replies.

The adolescent must seek the Lord’s truth,

Trusting in His love and plan for their youth.

 

The Lord will hold in the teenager’s hand,

In good ways, God will lead them.

The Lord will be with them all days,

Giving them intelligence and wisdom on their way.


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

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Wednesday, September 30, 2026

Situation and Behavior

We live hard, tough, and complicated situations,

Situations in which justice is not in action.

Evil is free and acts in all and everyone with ease,

There is no slightest trace of righteousness, truth, or peace.

 

All seems to be rotten and corrupted,

All good feelings have been destroyed.

Vengeance gathers like the water in a dam,

All cruelty options are on hand.

 

Each of us can choose what we want to do,

Each one can choose our way to get through.

All is allowed; it seems not to have any condemnation,

The darkest desires are available for our utilization.

 

Even though we are faced with so many possibilities,

We must flee from all these iniquities.

We cannot behave like this generation,

We are the chosen people by God for salvation.

 

We are the chosen children and heirs of light,

We are the elected nation that will dwell with Christ.

Even if no one does what is right and fair,

We must be and make a difference in this world out there.


Our mission is to show that there is still goodness,

Showing the world that there is still happiness.

Let everyone know of the love and justice of the Lord,

Let everyone know there is a Savior.


This poem is part of the book Words of Faith.

See the book:

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Wednesday, September 16, 2026

The Bridge of Truth

The Lord detests dishonest scales, but accurate weights find favor with him. When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom. The integrity of the upright guides them, but the unfaithful are destroyed by their duplicity … The righteousness of the blameless makes their paths straight, but the wicked are brought down by their own wickedness. The righteousness of the upright delivers them, but the unfaithful are trapped by evil desires … Through the blessing of the upright a city is exalted, but by the mouth of the wicked it is destroyed … For lack of guidance a nation falls, but victory is won through many advisers … The Lord detests those whose hearts are perverse, but he delights in those whose ways are blameless. Be sure of this: The wicked will not go unpunished, but those who are righteous will go free. Proverbs 11:1-3, 5-6, 11, 14, 20-21

The city of Rio Belo needed a new bridge. The old one, a tired iron structure, was the only link to the capital, and its days were numbered. The construction of the new bridge was not just a project; it was the promise of a future, of progress. And at the center of this promise were two men: the newly elected mayor, Cássio Siqueira, and the most powerful contractor in the region, Renato Vargas.

Renato Vargas was a man guided by his perversity. He saw the bridge not as a service, but as the greatest profit opportunity of his life. His company, “Vargas Construction,” was known for winning bids with low proposals and then compensating with contract amendments and inferior quality materials. His conduct was deceitful, an instrument of greed that he wielded with the skill of a master. To him, the corrupt and dishonest were his natural allies, and he quickly formed a collusion with two city councilmen, believing that, together, they would be untouchable, free from any punishment.

On the other side was Cássio. A former history teacher elected on the promise of a “transparent administration.” His integrity was his guide. He knew that without proper guidance, a people falls, and the weight of that responsibility kept him awake at night. Faced with the bridge project, his first action was not to open the bidding process, but to assemble a technical council. He sought the safety of counselors: retired engineers, academics from the local university, community leaders. People whose only loyalty was to the city.

Renato Vargas’s proposal arrived in the city hall as expected: the cheapest, the fastest. His allied councilmen pushed for immediate approval.

“It is the best offer, Mayor! We can’t waste time!” they would say.

But Cássio’s technical council found the anomalies. The budget for steel was dangerously underestimated; the concrete specifications were vague. They were dishonest measures and false balances. The righteousness of the upright Cássio kept him on his path: he called for a public hearing to discuss the proposals, exposing the technical data to the entire city.

The wicked, Renato and his councilmen, tried to overthrow the city. They went to the local radio station, accusing Cássio of “bureaucracy,” of “delaying progress.” But Cássio’s transparency was his shield. The righteous, armed with the knowledge presented at the hearing, defended the mayor’s decision.

Furious, Renato tried the path of direct corruption. He scheduled a private meeting with Cássio.

“Be reasonable, Mayor,” the contractor said, sliding a thick envelope across the table. “Everybody wins. We can be partners.”

At that moment, Cássio felt the weight of the choice. To accept the bribe would be the fall, the betrayal of everything he believed in. Justice will prevail, he thought. Renato’s greed would be his own trap.

“Mr. Vargas,” Cássio said, standing up and pushing the envelope back. “The only partnership I am interested in is with the people of Rio Belo. The bidding process will be redone, with stricter technical criteria. And I suggest you prepare an honest proposal this time.”

What followed was a silent battle. Renato, caught in his own greed, tried everything to undermine Cássio’s administration. But the mayor’s integrity, like a light, guided his every step. The new bid was won by an outside company, with a more expensive but safe and transparent project.

The blessing for the upright was manifested. The construction of the bridge generated jobs, utilized local businesses, and, when inaugurated, became a symbol of pride for the city. Rio Belo was exalted, not just for the concrete structure, but for the triumph of honesty.

And what of Renato Vargas? By his wickedness, he fell. An investigation, initiated from the suspicions raised by Cássio’s technical council, revealed a scheme of fraud in several others of the contractor’s projects. He and his councilmen, who had joined in the collusion, did not go unpunished. They were arrested, their assets frozen. The righteous people, the citizens of Rio Belo, were freed from their corrupting influence.

Years later, crossing the new, now solid and safe bridge, Cássio reflected. He had faced the storm and won. His integrity had been his guide and his salvation, proving that, in the end, righteousness is not just an ideal, but the only foundation upon which anything of value can truly be built.

(Made with AI)

This story is part of my book Everyday Wisdom

https://books2read.com/u/3knogL

Wednesday, September 2, 2026

Transformations

Jesus is a powerful name,

If you meet and learn from Him,

Your life will never be the same,

You will gain many new things.


He will be your master and guide,

You will access a sea of knowledge.

You will be able to live a fresh life,

The infinite wisdom, you will get.


His teachings will be engraved on you,

The radiance of your mind will glow.

No foolishness bullet will touch you.

It does not matter how many they throw.


Go ahead with Jesus in your way,

With Him, you will never feel alone.

Never forget the miracles He performed.

You will be accompanied by the Might One.


This poem is part of the book Words of Faith.

See the book:

https://books2read.com/u/meLvPr

Wednesday, August 26, 2026

God’s House

The temples were built to adore you,

They are houses for the whole people to praise you.

In the temple, we can get close to you,

Staying closer to you to love you.

 

Your temple must be an honored place,

By your hand, it must be blessed.

It will be a place where your people choose,

A place for everyone to adore you.

 

In your house, everyone will talk to the Lord,

They talk through praise and the word.

The prayers will be elevated to your throne,

The Lord will hear the clamor of everyone.

 

Lord, may the prayers elevate themselves to you,

And in all moments, you hear our clamor.

We talk to the Lord in his habitation,

In your heart will arrive our petitions.

 

Your house is called a praying house,

Where everyone will open their hearts and mouths,

They will talk the most intimate of the soul with the Lord,

Hoping the Lord comes to be our Savior.


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

Introduction

Introduction

God bless everyone. I created this blog intending to publish my poems inspired by God through his Holy Spirit who acts over everyone, transf...