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Happy Easter!
He is risen!At Calvary Christ suffered and bore our sinThe most holy propitiationThis sinless Man who was divineHe alone paid the price for our transgressions, this eternal VineAt 3pm His work was done and He commended up His spirit“Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani”, you can hear itChrist laid in the grave, but He was not doneFor with His resurrection our salvation was wonThe God Man conquered Death and Satan for all timeSo repent and believe! Thus ends my rhyme.(c) 2019 Zachary Uram -
Billy Graham
I remember watching on TV his crusades as a child and then later as a teenager. I watched them with my Gramma and [Great] Aunt Mary. I was captivated by his clear, forceful and resolute preaching. Here was a man boldly proclaiming our need for a Savior and that He is the Lord Jesus Christ! Thank you, Lord, for raising up Billy Graham to proclaim your Gospel to the world! Well done, good and faithful servant. -
Gramma
My dear, sweet Gramma
You touched every life
That came across you
Not thinking of yourself,
You toiled for your family
Loving, building up, growing
I will never forget
Your smile and laugh
All the good times we shared
I remember watching your soap operas with you
Days Of Our Lives and the Young and the Restless
Precious moments
Oh the fun we had,
watching Hunter and Miami Vice
I remember all of our holidays together
As kids at Christmas time you showered us with gifts
You are the best cook I’ve ever met
I will cherish your galumpkis, kielbasa, halushki, kapusta, pierogi, baked ham and turkey
Thank you for taking me to church
You kept God first in your life
I miss you Gramma
See you again someday(c) 2018, Zachary Uram
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New poem, "The Blessed Mother"
Here is a poem I wrote to honor my 2 Catholic grandmothers: Irene Uram (Polish) and Jeanette Titus (Irish). I wrote the poem from their point of view.“The Blessed Mother”This beautiful lady,
This virgin so true,
She wants to be,
A mother to you.The angel Gabriel addressed her,
Full of grace.
Mary said, “Yes Lord!”
And took her place.This mortal teenager was given,
A monumental task.
To bear the Messiah.
How is this possible you ask?It is a mystery,
Christ the incarnate Deity.
He took on human flesh,
For the sake of you and me.Jesus loves His mother,
A love so pure and deep.
She never abandoned Him,
At Calvary she did weep.So run to Mary,
And tell her your plea.
She will ask Jesus,
And you will get victory!(c) 2017, Zachary Uram
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new poem, "The Gospel"
“The Gospel”Christ first appeared
On a cold wintry nightSnow was gently falling
A lone candle gave lightBorn to the blessed Virgin Mary
Sweet baby Jesus, the incarnate deityEmmanuel was now before us
Oh what a heavenly sight to seeChrist was now a man
He began His earthly ministryThe crippled were healed
The blind could now seeChrist is the Logos
The living WordSo open your ears
Let the Lord be heardAccording to the Law
We are dead in our sinA perfect sacrifice is needed
A propitiationJesus lived with His 12 Apostles
He taught them all without exceptionBut one would betray Him
This man of perditionIn the Garden of Gethesemane Jesus prayed
And asked if He could forgo this bitter pillOur precious Lord sweat blood
And He accepted the Father’s willChrist was taken before the religious authorities
They cruelly mocked HimThe Romans brutally scourged and beat Jesus
His life flickered dimOh how our Lord suffered
He endured so much painOur very sins caused this misery
The wicked heart profaneThe King of Kings was crucified
Upon this tree He hungHe was slowly suffocating
Oh His burning lungThe Apostle John and the Blessed Mother
Saw the God Man in agonyJesus cried out, “It is finished!”
His spirit did fleeHe was buried in a tomb
The Romans guarded it wellChrist visited Abraham’s Bosom
He released the souls from HellThis perfect Lamb of God
Died in our placeHe took on sin
Jesus finished the raceNow on the 3rd day
Something happened most miraculousIt can hardly be reckoned
This event so stupendousOur Lord Jesus was resurrected
His body glorified and risenDeath could not hold Him
The Son of God was free from prisonChrist conquered sin
Death and Satan tooHis sacrifice has made salvation possible
For me and youSo place your faith in Jesus
Call upon His blessed NameYour life will be transformed
You’ll never be the sameBy God’s grace we are saved
Through faith receivedWe are regenerated
By the faith of a mustard seedTo be born again
Is the greatest miracle of all timeYou will receive the Holy Spirit
Now walk in truth sublimeSo praise Him on the earth
And in the Heavens aboveLet us proclaim the Good News
And demonstrate Christ’s love
(c) 2017 Zachary Uram
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new poem
“to sleep”I want to sleep
A slumber so deepOn my soft bed
I shall rest my headI am exhausted and weary
My sleep is tarryMuch to my dismay
I did not sleep all dayI am plagued by insomnia so deep
‘Tis vexing me so I could weepNow I hope to dream and snore
A rest I’ll truly adoreby Zachary Uram
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new poem
“autumn thunderstorm”It’s mid afternoon
Leaves rustle under foot
A satisfying crunchI see my breath,
suspended in the frosty airThe fierce wind howls
Swirling vortices in the leavesRich vibrant hues saturate the ground
Red, yellow, orange and brownThe sky is overcast
With dark storm cloudsA gentle drizzle soon turns
Into sheets of torrential rainI hear thunder crackle,
Booming in the distanceI soon see lightning
It glows hot and sizzles,
Piercing through the airEventually the storm fades away
The air smells fresh
I return homeby Zachary Uram
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Obama – 8 years of utter failure and incompetence!
President Obama is without question the worst president in US history! His handling of foreign policy was inept and amateurish, his Obamacare abomination cost millions of people to lose their coverage, and it made the rates skyrocket for yet millions more, his handling of race relations were awful. What did Obama accomplish in 8 long years besides raising our national debt $9 trillion! He is an abject failure any way you look at it.
In one week we’ll be swearing in President Elect Trump and we should finally see some good governance! -
poem
“Autumn Impressions”I walk outside in the afternoon.
The fresh cool wind embraces me.Leaves crunch under foot.
They form a rich tapestry of multicolored hues.
Red, orange, green, yellow and brown.I visit Starbucks.
I get a pumpkin spice latte with whipped cream and nutmeg.
A nice piece of pumpkin bread rounds out my meal.Later I arrive back home and lay down for a nap.
I dream of Thanksgiving turkey and pumpkin pie.(c) 2016, Zachary Uram
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A veritable feast!
We just finished our Thanksgiving meal! We had yams with brown sugar and marshmellows, steamed brussel sprouts, carrots, mashed potatoes, turkey, stuffing, mushroom gravy, homemade cranberry sauce, gel cranberry sauce, and crescent rolls! For dessert we have homemade sweet potato pie and minced meat pie and eggnog! WOW I AM STUFFED!!!!!! 😀



