The Writings of
Christopher Dominique Jacobson
Jesus is the prophesied Messiah who came first for the Jew, then for the Gentile. Through Him, I am an adopted son of Abraham and of his God—the one true God, Yahweh, known to me as the Father—baptized by fire and of the Holy Spirit, freed from the punishment of death for my own sin thanks to Christ’s work on the cross and His resurrection. I believe in the Inspiration and Authority of Scripture, and of it being the love letter of God to the world. I’m a sinful man in a fallen world; I attempt to live my life for God, though often fail to live in a saintly manner. Living for Christ—my God and Savior, the Son of God (He and the Father are of one essence)—is a constant struggle requiring daily renewal, and so I strive to finish the race and bring the joy of the Lord to those who do not yet know Him.
One way in which I hope to do so is through poetry. I have a passion for writing about the God I love, and so here is my site where I have chosen to publish my written poetic works dedicated primarily to the LORD of hosts: YHWH, King of the Universe, blessed is He.
I hold the copyrights to all of these, so please don’t use any without my permission. You may contact me at abnormalfreak(AT)gmail(DOT)com.
The first set of poems are the more recent ones, which I’ve written from the time I recommitted my life to Christ (late 2004) until now. They are presented in chronological order, beginning with the most recent.
Symbolic Sight
Strange Spectacle
God Is Yahweh
Easter
Good Friday
The Logical Path I Have Chosen
Prolific and Abundant Saintlihood
Complete Fragments
Uncertainty Runs Deep
Let it be done
Reminisce
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No title
Declare Eye
missa
neuzitecny
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Finish to Begin
Lord,
(Blackened) Human Spirit
Abatement
Mournful Contemplation
Please listen to His voice
There is none but Love
Commit
Vain Approach
Stream-of-thought… Incomplete, disjointed.
I Am Weak, but He Is Strong
I Seek Thy Compassion, Thine Everlasting Affection
(Un)Divided Devotion
Wonder of Nature and of a Woman Dwelling Within It
Guilty and Ashamed
Before Sex Was a Factor/Earnest Plea to My Master
For Jennifer, my friend
A Prayer Worth Praying
You’ve
Light Showering Rain of Emotion
I Call You Wonderful
Constancy; a Woman to Love
Poor Craftsmanship of an Honest Heart
Commence
Father I Wish
Things
Prayer of Concern
Spirit Is a Breath, an Air in Motion: Our Life, Our Very Being
An Eye Thereby Am I(?)
Old Country Not Unlike New
prayer for a daughter of Light
myREASON+myALL
This is not a poem. It's a poor craft in confession.
Father Sent His Son to Die—For This Sole Purpose My Soul Will Cry
This Temple…Is Not Mine
Left Pondering in Blue
Webby Universe
The poems in this second set were written during a time when I did not consider myself a very happy individual. They’ve mostly been written from 2000 to 2002 (ages 14 through 16), though some extend into 2003.
I have a need to stress that while most of these I consider to be good poems, they were from a time and a state of mind that I do not wish to ever revisit. There are plenty more written from this era that I will not publish here, partly for the fact that they aren’t very well-written, but also because they are too dark and would do the complete opposite of uplifting others. (Not to mention some are outrageously childish.) At least half of the ones hand-picked below display a light and a hope in the form of Christ Jesus.
For the most part I didn’t put a date on these when I wrote them, so I will present them in alphabetical order.
11:11
Backwards Sway
Collapsing Contemptuous Cerebrum
Contort Me; Writhe My Thinking
Darkness Growing Thin
Deep Sigh
The End to Come
Grumbling Old “Stumps”
Hell in the Eyes of Me
I Will Be Strong
Journeys Begin
Lofty Lord, Come Redeem Me
Me & My Mind
Over
Perfect sense of loneliness
The Power of God
Purpose in Life
Reciprocal 1 - The Noise
Reciprocal 2 - Turbine
Shallow
Sickness, Banished
Somewhat Happy
Sorrowful Ones
Three in One, Revisited
Tormented Soul
Untytl’d
Why Love?