Annual Special Youth Edition
After a bit of research, I discovered that several of these budding poets and writers attend "The Potter's School" and I would like to extend my thanks to their instructors at Potter's School for pointing their students in my direction. To protect all these young writers from spam, I won't be including their personal email addresses. However, I would respectfully direct you to their school if you need any further information. Please note each article listed below is copyrighted to each individual author.
*As this is an annual special edition, Submissions are closed for class assigned submission requests. Submissions based on online or physical classroom assignments will NOT be accepted until March 15 - April 25, 2010. Any such classroom assignment submissions sent in before or after this time frame will not be accepted. However, I gratefully accept most devotionals, testimonies or poetry that are not part of a classroom requirement project, regardless of age or gender at any time throughout the year.
A lifetime of Dreams
Days turned into years,
Pray that we will never part,
Never could I see my life without you,
© 2009 Elisabeth Cueso
His love is never-ending, rife
I should've been the one to die
Winning A Hockey Game
Adrenaline rushing as I prepare for the game,
The faceoff happens and with lightning speed the players skate,
First goal is scored - the energy is flowing, now we fly,
© 2009 Matt Palmer
Matt writes: "I am a 17 year old Christian hockey player and I strive to be a witness for Jesus Christ in my athletic activities. Many hockey players do not have a personal relationship with Jesus and they need to be around players who set a good example and represent the hope of Christ. My poem reflects my deep love for hockey."
Peace, thou art perfectly pleasant to me,
© 2009 Andrew Vaccarella
A few summers ago, I was asked to play the piano for the main worship team at my church for all four services. Rehearsals were lots of fun, but the idea of playing in front of huge crowds was frightening. Only a few times before had I performed in front of large crowds. I conquered my fear by striving to hear God's voice however I could to learn the true meaning of worship. It had been quite a long weekend.
By listening to my worship pastor, I learned what it really means to praise Jesus. All through Saturday evening's services, my fingers shook with nervousness and my mind wandered; too preoccupied with making sure that I sounded fine and played the piano well to pay attention to what I was supposed to be listening for. Then on Sunday morning, during the worship pastor's prayer, though it sounded like the pastor's voice, I heard God speaking to me as loud as if he stood in the room. He taught me through the pastor's words that I was not making beautiful music for myself or the audience, putting on a concert to show everyone my musical talents, or just singing and playing for the fun of it. Everything is for Him. John 4:23,24 says "Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks. God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth." True worship means giving all your love and attention to God no matter what the people around you think or do. My understanding for worship has changed forever because I listened to the words of another person.
Listening hard for God showed me what worship really is. Worship is not showing off your musical skills or jumping up and down to a beat. It is not worrying about what the person next to you thinks. Praising God is meaning what you sing and giving Him all your heart. So I am not afraid to raise my hands up anymore too. And now I have come one little step closer to Jesus.© 2009 Michaela Fitzgerald
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A Place for You
"It's crucifixion for you two."
A splintered cross thrust on my back,
We reached a rocky hill - "the Skull"
The Nazarene hung in between,
But then despite the pain endured
T'was in that moment that I saw
Just then I heard my fellow thief
I turned towards the Man and cried
Then strength and peace washed over me,
Wait for Love
Love is kind,
Sometimes love seems hard to find.
Love it worth the wait.
Love will be ever so great,
© 2009 Veronica Nardini
O, Le Cercle Laid du Péché
Race, race, race!
Great, Great, Great!
Escape, Escape, Escape!
Life Cannot Stop
I walk upon
The waves always flew on.
And when I want to cave,
When I am feeling down,
I just put on a crown;
My life is like the waves
Remember to be brave
©2009 Nike Hokama
MK* born and raised
That I be your servant
Lord make me a sacrifice
©2009 Daniel Post
Daniel is 15 years old and is living in Kyrgyzstan as his parents serve in full time ministry within that nation.
As of May 2012, "WHATEVER IS PURE" ARCHIVES will no longer be seeking submissions. As most authors and poets now have their own blogs, we noticed a significant drop in submissions over the past year and felt it was best to move on to other endeavors.