The Oryx and the Lioness ........ (poem)

January 8th, 2002 | Sabertooth

[vikingchick]

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[esther2]

The story is truly amazing, and your poem is beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing your talent with us. That sharing is what makes FR great, and makes it work.

[OKCSubmariner]

Sabertooth, Thanks very much for the story and the poem. It is a precursor, a foreshadowing of things about to come on the Earth.

Life hangs by a silver thread which nature can cut at any time unless the Lord protects or intervenes.

The Lord created nature to serve His ends.

But we worship the Creator and not the created.

The Creator can and will by His own words change the hearts and minds and actions of the created when the Lion lays down with the lamb and Jesus Christ starts His millenial reign.

When death will no longer have a sting and will be swollowed up in victory, in eternal life, is when the Lord will come to dwell among us once again.

While death holds sway, those who follow the Lord and keep His commandments will go to Him. But He will return with them on the day that death will be no more and when the lion will lie down with the lamb.

Jesus Christ is at the door. Look up for you redemption draws nigh very soon.

It is better to trust in the Lord than in man. That will be the test of those who are snatched away when the Lord comes for His own to spare them from great Tribulation.

This will happen before He comes back in great glory and power to rule and reign in Jerusalem and before the lion lays down with the lamb.

Then the scepter will rise out of Judah and the government will be on His shoulders and every knee will bow to Him. And then death will be vanquished and the lion will lay down with the lamb.

[LS]

This reminds me of a great Jewish joke:

The director of the Jerusalem zoo, concerned about falling revenues, came up with an idea to bolster attendence.

"THE LION LAYS DOWN WITH THE LAMB," blared the advertisements. "OPENS MONDAY."

Monday morning, crowds gathered outside a large fenced-off area covered by a black curtain. The director, Moshe, took the podium and announced, "Now, ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to present to you our new exhibit, the lion and the lamb."

The curtains parted, and lo and behold, there was a full grown lion laying down with a tiny lamb. It was an amazing sight.

At the end of the day a reporter came up to the director and asked, "Moshe, how did you do it? How did you get the lion to lay down with the lamb?"

"It was easy, Benjamin," said the director. "Every day we get a new lamb."

There is a parable in here about Israel and the PLO if you choose to look.

[rebel freeper]

And I thought I might have been one of the only to pick up on the prophetic significance of this.

Maybe I'm not alone after all.

But lately it feels that way...

[Brad’s Gramma]

Thank you much. Our Lord IS good, isn't He? And you, friend, are a wonderful poet!!!

[OKCSubmariner]

And Jesus Christ is the Lamb of God who died for my sins. That is why He is my Savior.

It seems to me that Israeli lambs are slaughtered by the PLO lions everyday and the media, and the UN and Western and European leaders rush to appease the lion and feed it new Israeli lambs every day.

The conflict in the ME is in the end not about land or even race, it is about good and evil, it is about a false religion Islam being controlled by Satan to destroy Jewdaism and Christianity.

Islam lives by the sword, and Islam will in the end die by the sword when Jesus Christ destroys Islam with the brightness of His appearing.

But until that happens Islam and the prince of the god of Forces, the Destroyer, who regards not the religion of his fathers, will set up a false peace and then slaughter millions if not a few billion and manage to destroy the power of the Holy people for a time, two times and a half of a time (the time of the Great Tribulation).

This will happen as Western leaders are deceived, stand for nothing and try to appease Islam and call it a religion of peace when it is a religion of conquest, of the sword and of death and destruction.

But Islam and the prince of darkness will come to their end at the hands of the Son, Jesus Christ.

[Sabertooth]

(((ping))))

[My back yard]

Nice piece of work, and thanks for the pics. Please bump me to all your poetry. I would really like to read it.

[My back yard]

Here's a lion poem I wrote about a year ago. Thought I would dust it off.

MOST KINGLY LIONS

Even the most noble or ferocious of the kingly lions
Stop and hear the call
When at the edge of the weather changes
Summer bows to fall
As when the springtime fills the air
That fragrance of green and yellow
Or when the wintertime sun seems hollow
The white that could feint a fellow
He'll have want for a memory he can chase
So long ago
Of the cub he once was
Such silly show
Playing with his pride mates
A pouncin' through the high grass
I will catch you and eat you up
A wrestle, gnaw and swift pass

[DoughtyOne]

Thanks for the ping. Nice poem. Animals do mourn the loss of their companions. For whatever reason the bond, I imagine the lioness will miss her ward temporarily. It is interesting the stories that make people stop and think. I note that this was one. I like that.

[lonevoice]

The original thread brought me to tears, and I printed out the pictures to save as a reminder of something wondrous. Sabertooth, I'm printing your poem to go with.

Thanks again for the ping RonDog.

[fish hawk]

Though most of us were hoping...it was real
The ending of the story lacks appeal
But what great Kings are Lions without zeal
And what's a timid Oryx...but a meal.

[Da_Shrimp]

Thanks for the ping, sabertooth, you're certainly a talented poet!

Not being Christian, I don't see anything religious in it, but it's certainly intriguing, if not unprecedented.

[jjbrouwer]

The oryx died after a sudden illness. He disagreed with something that ate him!

[Da_Shrimp]

LOL

The old ones are... the old ones.

[2Trievers]

I like your poem ... check your FRmail

[MeekOneGOP]

LOL! Concise and to the point. End of story. . .
Poor widdo oryx! :o)

[.30Carbine]

What breath behooves ferocious hearts to peace?

This line is my personal favorite. The whole poem moved me to tears. Thank you very much for this post, Sabertooth.

That the oryx was killed in the end by an enemy, though love stood nearby, does not surprise me:
In this present world the work of love is paid by sharp teeth and claws; thorns, nails, and heart-piercing spears.
And yet that breath within the ferocious hearts of men still moves. May it ever be so unto His Return. Amen.

[backhoe]

Thanks, St!