Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Biography of Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Having been an IT (Information Technology) professional of thirty years, Joe has launched a new career as a poet. Back in November 2006, He published his first book of Christian poetry. Presently a new book is under development; stayed tuned for details.
Joseph James Breunig 3rd's Works:
Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
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Joseph James Breunig 3rd Poems
Gazing into a starry night, I see a deep indigo sky with perfect placement of twinkling light. Stars reveal the expanse of time
Sinner Like Me
Pushing this flesh into alignment, guided by The Word most holy and pure, I’m striving to learn principles for a sanctified life to endure.
Today's Great Undead Poets
Today’s great undead poets, awash in the Internet sea, seek to fill the void of sensible emptiness of our cyberspace world.
In the quiet garden of Heaven, one day I'll walk beneath the trees with the coolness of God's Spirit flowing more gently than an Earthly breeze.
Cuddling with my beloved under the warmth of satin sheets, I gently sense the merging of souls as our bodies become one flesh.
On God's Mountain
To be on your mountain top with an elevated view, could my chances increase for getting a glimpse of you?
It's hard to extol the merits of mankind and to lavish excessive praise is insane; recognize the gamut of vain emotion and treatment of our brothers that's inhumane.
Those disembodied remnants, Earthly remains of unknown souls, are now assembled at my doorstep. Having piqued my attention,
Wellspring of spiritual water, It's bubbling inside me. Gently soothes my bruised soul - Covering Life's pain of mystery.
Danger Of Zealous Fervor
Yes, the goal is to reach souls; but at what further cost? Unacceptable is using fear as mind control for reaching those considered 'lost'.
Written down is God's Word; we are encouraged to be heavenly, joint heirs. So examine His Word for Truth's proof, for His wish is that 'we join Him there'.
At the end of yet another week, weary soldiers are huddled behind church doors, reminiscing about the recent past with outlook bleak - Not knowing that Life can offer so much more.
To willingly lay down one’s life for the redemption of all others is an immeasurable sacrifice. More painful than His Suffering
Visionless is no way to be: having sight, yet unable to see. Soul's blindness that's dark and deep indicates your spirit is fast asleep.
Chained To Myself
To Nature's old self I cling,
although I should be a new creation
and enjoy the blessings that it brings.
I'm bound as a passive prisoner
wholly contained within my soul,
while personal chains constrict even tighter.
Jacob Marley would have been proud,