My Meaning of Living

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[Editor’s Note: This is a poem by Timisha Campos. This is the first poem I’m publishing of 2018 and I think it’s just the right one! It’s a very special poem indeed, and I love poetry. It just makes me feel.]

The Meaning of Living


You arrive, and in the moment of your entrance the elements of the world you now invade attaches its force on you

You grow, and the soils of the earth deep in you begins to sing the stepping stone song

As you take your first steps, your first lessons you are not shielded from the forms all around you

For even in infancy life shall reign

You thrust forward, no more shall you crawl for your mind speaks to your limbs, you no longer can stay down…. stand tall

As you usher through into the span of time reserved for you, you are aging

Out of the old form of what you came as, into the new of what you will become

You will find mercy for a time in the ignorance of your exploration

Surely sounds and wonders were here before you existed, yet they held you, waited upon another like you

It did not change or shift, but you shall change, you shall shift

No longer is there the warmth of a mothers’ communicating arms that speaks nurture, or the protective shields of a father’s adoration

Life sees you, it enters you and it pours unto you ever flowing

Eyes widen, senses explode, now you run

You run to grab, to taste, to touch

You learn to feel, to love and trust

Your discovery isn’t in the footprints once held,

imprinted by meager foundations

For now, you take portions of the soul firmly planted

and the souls of life around take portions of you

Stings and shots of pain fill the senses for a spell

As your life releases the coping mechanism of what it means to recover

Life reserved happiness and joy on the day you entered, yet no promise that you would be cradled there for too long

Though the strife and song of life has brought you through, it surrenders only to its true self

To hold you suspended, for a time that you should accomplish the goal of what it has given

To thrive here, to embark here, to stage the great expectation of who and what you mean to life

What kindness life had, the day you encountered its mercy, for in the joy of your arrival and the happiness of your stay

It is most certainly guaranteed that your departure will leave sadness and a void

For with joy you came and with heartbreak, now you are gone


Timisha (Misha) Campos is a 45 year old mother of two grown children and a grandmother. She was born and raised in the Bronx, in New York City. She is a full time Administrative Assistant and has always loved being a Secretary. Timisha accepted Christ as her Lord and Savior in her early twenties and knew from just being a baby in Christ what her calling was; to encourage, edify and lift up through writing. Today she is ready to step forward by faith and encourage others through devotionals and poetry with the promise  that God is able and willing to change the heart, mind and soul. For though even today Timisha is still walking out some storms in her life, she continues to dance in the rain.

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[Editor’s note: This is a guest post by the amazingly talented Joan Lise of Poems and Pearls. What she has here is basically the Diva Anthem! I’m positively thrilled to present, Diva.]

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joan lise on devotional divaI write Poems for God, I write Poems to encourage people, I write Poems for Love.

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Arrest Me, Holy Spirit

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arrest me holy spirit

Arrest Me, Holy Spirit

[Editor’s Note: This is a guest post by Rochelle Marie. I’m so glad Rochelle could share some poetry with us today because I just love having that variety on here! Thanks, Rochelle!]

I’ve been arrested.
Gods glory is here.

Cleanse my impurities and set me free
His presence is where I desire to escape and bask in His will for me.

So, arrest me Holy Spirit!

Although I’ve fallen short.
In and Out of His will.
From black to white
I can draw from the well of life; Christ Jesus

The well of life which comes with eternal benefits
If we don’t miss…


We can’t miss the opportunity to really know Him.
Receive Him and be filled.

Will you get to know Him?
Will you receive Him?

Arms wide open
No longer stopping at His fingertips: I want it ALL!

I want my image, my heart, and my mind to align in His image.

Yes! Arrest me, Holy Spirit!

You have my undivided attention.
Here I am!
Thirsting after righteousness to be filled again!

Make me new!

I can testify…
When we sit at His feet, under subjection
Seeking after His Heart
We are open to take on His reward of a new wardrobe; new identity.

Will you run into His arms:
at full speed
To be touched
To be loved
To be healed
To be delivered
To be transformed?

If I can be rebuke what the world has to offer, for a moment.
Wait, for the rest of my life.
Find me, going against the very thing Satan said I could never have: true intimacy with my Father

So, arrest me, Holy Spirit!

rochelle-marieRochelle Marie is a radiant and beautiful soul who enjoys writing from life experiences that has uniquely blossomed and shaped her into a profound woman. She is a poet who also enjoys writing devotionals that shed light on where God has rescued her from, along with her daily walk with Jesus Christ. Her desire is to inspire and empower women to stride in confidence of who God has called them to be.

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He is Risen, and So Are We!

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He is risen.

And so are we.

And so

we rise

and rise

and  rise

and rise!

Ahhh such

a wondrous,



doctrinal gem

that if dwelt upon

as we go through

out our days has

us living in the

majestic throne room

of our God perpetually.

He is dwelling in us,

King of Kings and

Lord of Lords.

And we are ever

so humbly,

so gratefully,

dwelling in Him.

And so we, as

sons and daughters

of the Heavenly

King of Kings

and Lord of Lords,

gloriously rise

through our

triune God’s

resurrection power.

And so we will

and can and

indeed should rise

in the midst of

joy, blessing,

pain, or sorrow.

And so indeed.

we do rise!

For He is risen.

And so are we.

For Christ is

our ever-rising

light and glory-filled

multi-colored sunrise

of victorious, jubilant hope

through all our days and

 throughout all eternity

as we will one day

joyously reign with Him.

For He is risen.

And so are we!

And so precious

church of Jesus Christ

with every step may

our hearts in gratitude

worship, adoration

and praise ceaselessly

and triumphantly say,

“He is risen.

And so I rise.”

Even though

we are all still

in our dusty

earthly state by

His beautiful grace

we rise from

glory to glory.”

Oh the blessed,

jubilant hope

we have in

Jesus Christ

our resurrected,

living Lord.

May we all boldly

and unashamedly

rehearse in our hearts

over and over again

this magnificent

doctrinal gem,

because of

Jesus Christ,

our risen Lord

we rise,

we rise,

and we rise

from glory ,

to glory,

to glory!

Amen, amen,

and Amen!

debbie harris on devotional divaDebbie Harris is a poet, counselor, performer, and passionate Bible Student. She is the author of two poetry books, Which Church Am I? and 365 Christ Centered Contemplative Poems (to be published in 2015.) Her passion is to further the kingdom of Jesus Christ through Christian poetry.  Please drop by and visit her on her daily blog.

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Pen of a Skillful Writer

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[Guest post by Zimkita Nogela: I love poetry (especially poetry that praises the Lord), and it’s exciting for me to share more with you! Please be inspired and encouraged by Zimkita’s words.]

What Type of Love is This

Cracked clay deemed pathetic and useless

Ridiculously covered with cheap gold

Stripped of all dignity and self-worth

That was me before you came into my life

Wrapped under the spell of people prophesying to love me-

Injecting words of sweet poisonous honey

Each time they spoke

Consequently engraving me into a life of sin

Crumbling and yet surprisingly hesitant

I came to you

Opened my heart and let you in…

You penetrated me and delicately drenched me with your love

Removing putrid, hardened and venomous stains in the process

Through your spiritual umbilical cord-prayer

Now here I am

Finally naked before you

You gently cover me with a priceless white robe (Holy Spirit)

And sustain me in your arms

Constantly molding and patiently

Caressing me every time I relapse

And I can’t but wonder…what kind of love this is?

Pen of a Skillful Writer

Lifeless bloodshot eyes,

Pale sored skin,

Cracked dry lips,

Diminished waist,

Shivering but like the prodigal son I crawled back to you

You embraced me as your razor sharp

Smile pierced through me disintegrating

The walls of my heart

And a voice once shackled by the chains of fear emerged

Travailing in worship as you crowned me

With the helmet of salvation

Every stench of shame removed through your majestic blood

I boldly put on the breastplate of righteousness,

Carry the shield of faith and without

Sugar coating my daily bread eats the sword of the Spirit

My waist begins to take form and

The belt of truth stays secure in place

‘’RISE UP DAUGHTER’’ you say

And like David you begin to anoint my tongue as the pen of a skillful writer to testify of your goodness.


zimkita nogela on devotional divaBesides being insanely in love with Yahweh, Zimkita Nogela is a South African 21 year old pesceterian accounting student with a passion for writing and reading all types of literature, and is especially fond of poetry. She is a missionary at heart and founder of Daughters of Zion, an NPO that’s aimed at uplifting and propelling women previously bound by the chains of prostitution and human trafficking and abuse to unleash the Esther within by restoring them through Christ to their God-given Identity.

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Never Forget How Beautiful You Are

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Never forget how beautiful you are. God calls you special. This is just for you, with much love. Every woman should feel love.

1 Peter 2:9

But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.

She walks humbly with her God clothed in His splendors’ light. She is a figurative godly woman hidden in Jesus Christ. She walks with glorious shoes with her head held high. She speaks with authority and a kingdoms’ mind.

She walks with her glorious shoes. She is noble, wise and merciful. The word is thy lamp to her feet. She prays to the Lord for understanding to counsel others with love. She clothes the needy and widows, she has compassion for the lost.

She walks with glorious shoes. She serves and she is known in her church by her spiritual character. For everything she does she gives all the glory to her mighty powerful God. All her heart belongs to Him. Her sparkle is special, rare to find. She is special to Gods eyes. She knows who she is in Him. She is clothed in modesty. She thinks more of others than herself.

Glorious shoes she wears. She steps out with boldness for she knows God is within her.


alejandra sanchez on devotional divaAlejandra Sanchez is a writer and poet. A lover of animals, nature and fitness, she lives in the country side of Mercedes Texas RioGrande Valley. She believes all woman are loved more than they ever know and are destined for greatness.

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