FMF/ January Patterns/ Say/Far

Far: This is the last post for January. The post from 'proverbs27thlock' emphasizes living short and living long. Twenty-six days have passed, and what have I done for the Lord and others? What is my daily focus? With 339 days left this year, what is living long? (I recommend reading his post). I usually write my posts/ideas before reading others. 
I see how far away I am from accomplishing some of my goals. My writing is about revisions and getting to the final stages for submissions. But I have revised two stories that I think are submission ready. Community is about reaching out to international students, learning Korean, and inviting people to church- two opportunities this past week.
Re-memorizing scriptures and a daily bible study laced with prayer. I was having trouble quoting a scripture I know from memory- yep, gotta use it or lose it.
What affects my living short and long? Procrastination and distractions sometimes are the order for the day. I am like grasshoppers who forgets to look up for guidance.(Yes, there is a bible verse, can't remember where.) So begin the day by looking up and inviting God to order my steps.
Say what are God's patterns in each season of life.
God designed each season of your life to bring the fruition of His will. Thereby, God reveals Himself uniquely to your spirit so that I can know the Father, the creator of this world. What would I say to the Father? I think of the Father as ominous and exacting, yet even in the Old Testament, I see kindness and willingness to listen and even change His mind. Kate used the word shutter to think this morning in her video. Grief does make one shutter. I did not have a kind earthly father, and after the divorce, I never saw him until I was an adult. So, I will admit to having a skewed perception of the Heavenly Father. The words Kate used to describe grief were enigmatic and illusive. I remembered the melancholy impression from childhood as I watched my grandson wishing his father was present. This image is not what God intended when He first designed the family unit. The father was to represent the heavenly Father by providing a safe place, protection, and security - a home filled with love and care. The heavenly Father is teaching me about Himself. He wants me to understand Him as the Father, someone I can come to and sit, talk, and listen to.

What is God’s pattern of love in my life? What do I know, what have I seen, why are prayers unanswered, when do prodigals return, and how will things be restored. God did not save me to lose me in doubt and fear.

The Bible doesn't explain God, the Father; it declares Him. God is a spirit to be worshiped in spirit and truth. How can a spirit be known? Fact: Nothing preexisted God. The three in one spirit existed and, by His word, spoke the world into existence. Jesus is our visible manifestation of the Father; now we have His spirit within. Our Father wants us to have a relationship with Him.
The story of the prodigal son is about the Father and Israel's rejection of salvation for the Gentiles. The older brother is Israel. The younger brother is the Gentiles. The Father would have smothered them in unconditional love, but the older brother was unwilling. God, the Father, established Israel as a beacon to the world. Micah 6:8 says He has shown you what is good and what the Lord requires of you. The Father desires us to know Him and trust Him as Job did.
The rich young ruler was willing to follow certain rules but he wasn't willing to love Jesus above his worldly possessions or his worldly POV
So, I need to look at my patterns of doubt, questioning God about unanswered prayers. In my depths of despair, do I still trust, like Job? Do I find rest in Him (Ps 23)? When do I rely on the Holy Spirit for guidance? My patterns are mine and with the help of the Holy Spirit, I have discernment to discover more about the Father.

January Kindness Month, Poems, thoughts, and more

January Kindness Month
Kind words are like honey, sweet to the soul and healthy for the body. Proverbs 16:24 Kindness towards someone else, helps them feel seen, appreciated, and valued.

Kindness is like a ripple.
Each little thing we do goes out into the world touching more and more people. Each thing we do can be kind, mean, or just a missed opportunity. The one certainty is that kindness can rip through meanness. Kindness interjected at any moment diminishes the ripple of negativity.

Every act of KINDNESS creates a ripple.
Each little thing we do goes out into the world touching more and more people.
What will you do to start a ripple of kindness today?

He hath showed thee, O man, what is good;
and what doth the Lord require of thee,
but to do justly, and to love mercy,
and to walk humbly with thy God? Micah 6:8

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Others books:
Mixed by Arree Chung
I Talk Like a River by Jordan Scott
I intend to develop lesson plans for these two, but I can't keep the books long enough to do so--good books never get returned.
The Invisible Boy by Trudy Ludwig (lessons on TpT)
Eyes that Kiss in the Corner by Joanna Ho
One by Kathryn Otoshi

All poems are by RL Brown and cannot be published without permission.

Wintry winds
whistling ceaseless
threnodies
Vermillion cardinal
resplendent and showy
pulchritudinous

It was not an easy door to open
 my creativity-
a vain impression of my imagination,
 real or not, I see. #FromOneLine 
Piquancy of passion
wrapped in zeal
radiates earnestly
Owl Nest zeal, zone, zest
Psalm 34:18
The Lord is always near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
My pastor preached on Philippines 4. Rejoice always, and in everything by prayer, and supplication with thanksgiving, let your heart (request) be made known to God. God knows your heart but do we? Paul was able to face persecution because Paul knew his own heart and the heart of God
God established Time
Knowing God-
Time is a fixed entity that is set for a season and is always moving forward. God cannot undo time. God's purposes are unchangeable and set for a season of salvation as a test to man's free will. (Hebrews 6:17-18) There is no variation or shifting of shadows for God's unchangeable plan. All things being possible for God ( Phil 4:13, Matt 19:26) is predicated on a few impossibilities concerning His nature. God cannot lie and therefore He is the plumb-line for the truth to be measured. God exists outside of time. He is the Alpha and Omega. Imagine God holding the ribbon of time, the beginning in one hand to the end in the other. He surveys all of time, simultaneously.

(NOTE: Moses convinced God not to destroy Israel for their unbelief and events were change when David prayed and ask God what would happen if he remained in the city. So David left and Saul did not attack.)
The Power of God's Word

We have entered an age where everyone is right in their own eyes. Each version is at odds with the other. God's Word is the plumb line by which all truth is measured. A plumb line is a weight suspended from a string used as a vertical reference line to ensure a structure is centered. God cannot lie; it is impossible for him to do so; therein lies the power of His Word. 

Hebrews 4:12, For the word of God is alive and powerful. It is sharper than the sharpest two-edged sword, cutting between soul and spirit, between joint and marrow. It exposes our innermost thoughts and desires.

Psalm 119:105,  Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path.
God loves your soul like the soil loves the tree. 
God's Word is the soil where we firmly root our faith. 
The soil gives the tree all the space it needs to grow. 
God's will is His Word. 
It is not a roadmap but a relationship. 
God is more interested in what you become than what you do. 
Colossians 1:9. 
Having received Christ Jesus as Lord, you are: 
     firmly rooted, 
     grounded, 
     built up in Him, and 
     overflowing with gratitude- 
     one faith, one hope, one Lord. 
Comfort comes by knowing that you are firmly rooted. 
Love your God-given soul like the soil loves the tree. 
Jabbering gibberish,
over the tongue,
slipping, tripping, skipping.
Seamless syllables
of streaming sound,
the words whisper- don’t give up.
or
Short version:
streaming sounds whisper,
don't give up.
Poetry Pea Video Prompt for Submission
first snow
falling softly
warm thoughts
Still, cold,
frozen white
icicle glistening.


Droplets drip
amid a frozen field
,
nature's water fountain
Vivacious verve
Distinctively brilliant
Swoon-worthy
vivid, verve, valued-Dimash

Piquancy of passion
wrapped in zeal
radiates earnestly
zeal, zest, zone
not forget, less it be repeated

hide your love in my heart
hide in love my heart
hide in your love my heart

whiptail journal challenge
Costal charmers adorned in titivated lace
Memories of a lissome dance
Gene transfer evolution, clueless aftermath
a buccolic field jaded by time
Iridescent threads woven in the heart.
If rain no longer fell, would tears cease to flow?
If longing is understood, would yearing fade?
wonder, whisper, whim.

wondering aimlessly
a nefarious wind
sent with ill-content.

whispers of inspiration,
a notion under wonderment- writing again.

Practical application from Arree in a haiku format. Or the last line might say: write it down
#HaikuSaturday #Haiku #amwriting 
A whisper of inspiration,
a notion under wonderment-
I'm writing again.
@Bleu_Owl wonder, whisper, whim.

whispers of inspiration
a notion under wonderment
writing again.

inspiration whispers
a notion under wonderment,
writing again

inspiration
wonderment
writing
On gradient winds,
matching a clarion call
Eagles hitch a ride.
words packaged
neat and tidy
a haiku

Packaged neat and tidy,
a haiku
Pacing a playful beat by tapping your feet 
or Tappin' your feet to a playful beat
 (drums, cymbals, chimes, tambourines)
 Razzmatazz of New Orlins jazz (horns, Naw Orlins.)
 Soulful swing played on horsehair string.(fiddler)
a scurrying squirrel
pivot hiding or (privet hiding)
seen
response to:
William Vlach

@vbvlach
a hawk listens for scurrying feet, winter park
whispers of inspiration, 

a notion under wonderment-
writing again
Memories lay curled. 
Inner balance skewed
thick, dark, tumbled.

Real life
see others as they are
familiar and strange

clean water smells
rest in the moonless dark
tomorrow is today

I want a big one
the size of my shoes,labeled
Harry Suitcase Simpson
Route 66
Lightening fast
McQueen's Porsche
one takes a journey
the other stays home
renunited, stories to tell
My thoughts trail behind
as I pass through the doorway,
forgotten.
January NaHaiWriMo
Tenacious trekkers
journey through a rarely-seen
ribbon of time.

Patterned pathways of speckled sunlight
guiding avid adventurers.

Dangling treasure
for avid adventurers,
hidden in nature.
Wedding Blessing: A verse in Colossians speaks of being rooted in faith, growing in
knowledge and overflowing with gratitude- one faith, hope, and Lord.
The cord of faith in Jesus binds you, and dreams for your future begin with God’s guiding hand of love. Your faith in Jesus, the fullness of hope, and love for each other tie you together. You become one as you blend your lives to complement each other. Love each other like the soil loves the tree and gives it all the space it needs.

Lesser long nose bat flies through the night.
Hunting Agave plants by smell and sight.
Agave is sweeter than honey.
Its nectar is thin and runny.
For this night flier, it’s a great delight.
Limerick Sunday

National Geographic Picture https://www.nationalgeographic.com/animals/mammals/facts/lesser-long-nosed-bat

	

The Troubadour by RLBronteBrown

December Haikus, poems, and more

Emmanuel is born to the Father's delight, -Israel’s long waited hope. 
The Word sang its poignant story. A pure melody for each heart to hear.
For those with ears to hear, it was a soft melodious tune.
Like the tiny beats of a hummingbird’s wing, a whispered melody arrived.
The dawning light of a new beginning steadies our thirst.
Arousing a sanguine hope in a song-less world for the coming hope.
The morning light hummed as the Light sang the Troubadour’s song of our redemptive story.
anticipation
Emmanuel is born
the Father's delight

Israel's anticipation
Emmanuel is born
to the Father's delight.
last year's version: 
A song-less world yearns
to hear the troubadour’s song,
echos of joy.

Tiny beats,
the word sings a melody
that only the heart hears.

A single voice announces,
the king's arrival,
he dwells with us.

Through doubt and despair
hope rings a new
redemptive song.

The Troubadour song
illuminates the darkness,
dispelling fear.

The morning light hums,
hope shines-
the frame repeats.

Joy to the world.
oblivion 
aquarium at the mall
trapped within
The Troubadour

The Eastern Star shined
through the night
illuminating the way.

The Word sang a melody
for my heart to hear,
poignant and pure.

For those with ears
to hear, it was soft
and gentle.

Like the tiny beats
of an hummingbird's wings,
a whispered message arrived.

A single voice announced
the King's arrival.
He dwelt with us.

A song-less world
yearned for echos of the
troubadour’s aria.

Despair dispelled.
The Troubadour sang
the redemptive story.

The morning light hummed,
arousing a sanguine hope,
the frame repeats-

Joy to the World.
Friends in all shapes and sizes
red, brown, black, and white--
each one precious
Wintry winds
whistling a ceaseless
threnody

Haiku Music Challenge December 2022

Shear Cirrus trails
in a clear, wintry
blue sky.
motionless sun
the darkest moment
light breaks through

brief magical moment
the sun stands still
winter begins

winter solstice

Solstice 

scintillating rays
stretch summer's boundaries
nightide catenates

summer solstice June 21, 2022


nightide meets at winter's gate
light concatenates

#haiku #HaikuSaturday #haikuseed

winter solstice
Dec 21, 2022

6 facts about the winter solstice

The magic moment. While many focus on the winter solstice as a day in the calendar, what we are actually talking about is a very specific moment which is over almost as soon as it has begun. ...

The Sun stands still. ...
Winter begins. ...
Nine hours darker. ...
The earliest sunset. ...

brief magical moment
the sun stands still
winter begins


8 fascinating facts about the summer solstice
It arrives like clockwork. ...
Time stands still. ...
It's not the earliest sunrise of the year. ...
been observed throughout human history. ...
Flooding the Nile. ...
Greek feasts. ...
Ancient Roman celebration of home and hearth. ...
It's still celebrated around the world today.

March/ September Spring Equinox
March Equinox

Terrestrial tides collide
high, but twice a year.
rising sun and moon poised.

A morrowless day
arriving on the equinox
perfectly balanced.

January sky
Its sheer so clear, so blue.
Nothing leaves a mark.

Wintry sky, shear blue bright and clear cirrus trails.
Shear Cirrus trails in a clear, wintry blue sky.
The dawning light
 of a new beginning 
 slates our thirst.

Arousing a sanguine hope for the coming year.
A salubrious optimism laced with intent, tempered.
12/30- Slake 12/31- Sanguine 1/01- Salubrious Owls Nest Challenge

FMF December

The mouth speaks out of the abundance of the heart. Your true being brims over into your words and actions. It comes out of the heart. If good and abundance of good; if evil and abundance of evil. Does your heart have a good treasure or evilness? A person’s words express the overflow of the heart; what you say flows from what is in your heart. Words matter. We are called to speak against evil and bring forth righteous words to build our nation. We are to be watchmen for our country. The church is the watchman for our nation. We will be responsible if we keep silent. Our sins are heavy upon us, and we can’t survive this way. We must turn from our wicked ways. We do not let liars destroy our nation, our culture, and our children. We know who are liars because we can hear their words. Be heroes of faith, to make a stand to return to God’s ways. Pray that we dream and find the Lord’s destiny for us. Pray that the Holy Spirit speaks to the prodigal to come home.

The Troubadour's Song 
The Troubadour's Song

The Eastern Star shined
through the night
illuminating the way.

The Word sang a melody
for my heart to hear,
soft and gentle.

For those with ears
to hear, it was pure
and poignant

Like tiny beats
of an hummingbird's wings,
a whispered message arrived.

A single voice announced
the King's arrival.
He dwelt with us.

A songless world
yearned for echos of a
promised aria.

Despair dispelled.
The Troubadour sang
the redemptive story.

The morning light hummed,
arousing a sanguine hope,
the frame repeats-

Joy to the World.
In the beginning was the Word
The Word was with God and
the Word was God.
He was in the beginning...
In Him was life and
He was the light of men.

And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth.
John Chapter 1
From the beginning to the end, Jesus lets us know what is in store for us.

Turn

The rich young ruler turned away from Jesus and grieved. 
In v. 18, he called Jesus a good teacher, not Lord.
In verse 19, Jesus asks him, "Why do you call me good, only God is Good?
The rich young ruler didn't recognize Jesus as the Son of God.
V.19: Jeuse refers to the 10 Commandments, which are rules to live by (guidance).

But rules without love are empty. Jesus gave him a challenge to show his true heart. The rich young ruler was unwilling to turn.

It wasn't about riches; it was about what he valued most. It was not about Jesus. He wanted Jesus to accept his standard of worship. He was willing to give in part but not all. His heart was still wicked.

Today, many believe they are saved but will be left behind because they are no different than the rich young ruler.

Jesus left with nothing undone.

Jesus left nothing undone while hanging on the cross. Psalms Chapters 22-24 are a picture of the cross. 
His first request: Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do. Luke 23:34

He honored his mother: Woman, behold your son! Then to John, Behold, your mother. John 19:26-27.

His example of grace: One thief ridiculed Jesus and demanded to be saved without recognizing his need for grace. The other thief confesses who Jesus is, a man without sin, and receives grace.

At noon till three, darkness fell over the land: Jesus cried: My God, My God, why have you forsaken Me? Mark 15:33-34. The Father isolated the Son for us. Jesus became sin for us. Darkness fell in Egypt at the first Passover when the death angel came.

Around 2:00, Jesus cried: I thirst. He was given sour wine, but he refused it. In the garden, he asks the Father to let this cup pass but accepts the Father's will. Jesus refused man's cup.
With that, Jesus says it is finished: The Father's will is done.

With Jesus' last cry of triumph, He willingly gave up his spirit. His choice, not by man.

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Season’s Graceful Dance

Inner autumn calls,  
embracing a
seasonal change.  

The wind howls 
for rest,
as light narrows.

Counterfeit death nears
God’s grace is 
revealed.

With the last harvest 
winter comes, 
the weary soul find rest.

@Blue_Owl #HaikuSaturday Grace
Winter grants Fall's wish 
for an encore flower dance, 
frost procrastinates.

Summer's warmth lingers.
Harvest-in, farmer's delight-
Sweet whispers of thanks. 

Winter winds whistling
Indian Summer's last stance
Bowing gracefully
Posted Haiku Foundation for Early Harvest Aug 2022
Nature's splendor yields 
a harvest of abundance, 
Thankfulness expressed. 
Inner autumn calls, 
time to embrace season’s change. 
The wind howls for rest. 
Light narrows yet shines. 
Truth displayed for all to see, 
God’s bountiful grace. 
Counterfeit death nears. 
The last harvest, winter comes. 
Weary souls find rest.

November’s return

@Bleu_Owl 
Winter winds whistling 
Autumn's last stance-
a graceful genuflection. 
#haikuchallenge #HaikuSaturday
Genuflect
seasonal shift

climate change
apposite
Nature reclaims what it intends
sending life's events
to where memories flow.

Slowly evanescing 
time spins 
memories of you

Past lives on in  
family stories, recipes, my nose-  
as treasured memories.
one voice sings a death aria 
Opposite of 
wokeness would be
Apposite 
spring in my steps
alacrity of purpose
wind at my back
toddler's alacrity
something new
everyday
petunias thrive 

with cold persistence
periwinkle's winter wink
elemental fragrance
Saguaro Cactus
alluring
Inner autumn calls,  
embracing a
seasonal change.  

The wind howls 
for rest,
as light narrows.

Counterfeit death nears
God’s grace is 
revealed.

With the last harvest 
winter comes, 
the weary souls find rest.

@Blue_Owl #HaikuSaturday Grace

August Poems and Haikus

First and Thirtieth
Super Moons of August
Sturgeons rise from the Blue
"It will not go out of my mind that if we pass this post and lantern, either we shall find strange adventures or else some great changes of our fortunes." —-Lucy Pevensie, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (C.S. Lewis)
curiosity seekers 
adventures await
let's go together
Southern heat
baked, then released
into a vapor trap. 
cicadas sing
flowers sway in a gentle breeze
summer heat wanes

First Encounter

The first time I saw a dead body was in the woods. Uncle Rufus open coffin sat where the porch swing once hung. The rusted ceiling bolts reminded me of what once was. That old dingy porch framed a poignant image. Unintentionally, I took a mental snapshot.
I stood and stared. Death barred the doorway entrance. The splattered sunlight melded with the shadows. The white wood planks faded into the background as if engulfed in sadness. The inner light was gone. Only a shell remained. Nature reclaims what it intends. 
Yet, life lives on where memories flow like a sweet bension between the falling rain--

quiescent tide,
the porch-swing rhythmic pace-
tealights fade
--
First Encounters
First Encounters

The first time I ever saw a dead body was in the woods. The open coffin sat where the porch swing once hung. The rusted ceiling bolts served as a reminder of what once was. The porch framed a poignant image. I took a mental snapshot unintentionally.

I stood and stared. Death barred the doorway entrance as the splattered sunlight melded into the shadows. The white wood planks faded into the background, engulfed in the past. The inner light was gone. Only the shell remained. Nature reclaims what it intends to, sending life's events to where memories flow.

As we headed southeast from Memphis, Tennessee that morning, I had no idea what a funeral entailed. The paved roads gave way to winding backroads layered with gravel and dust. Hours stretch as time slows its pace. You weren’t allowed to ask, “Are we there, yet?”

After a few wrong turns, my aunt remembered the landmark and turned toward our destination. Traveling the backroads of the Mississippi hill country was not meant for newcomers. Country folks have no need for road signs. They get by with a few landmarks and directions as the crow flies.

Great Uncle Rufus was my Papaw's brother. I noted the same pointy nose as mine. Milling about, I listened to whispered stories: sad, funny; yarns and tall tales. Still, people act odd in the presence of death standing on the doorstep. Some ignore the open coffin and pass through the doorway. Some, like me, keep their distance.

Cousins departed for the clearing. Blue sky peeked through the trees, and sunlight warmed our insides. Time giggled along with us as we told our stories. Death remained on the porch which was comforting for a nine-year-old.

From a mischievous twinkle to the shape of a nose to a familiar gait, the past is intertwined with the future. Lessons taught, lessons learned, favorite recipes, a hand--me--down quilt, family stories, and my family nose. Everyday routines are instilled and handed down to the next generation.

faded white wood planks
engulfed in quamoclit,
a reclaimed quiescent


Slowly evanescing
time spins memories
of you

mental snapshot
framed a poignant image
old dingy porch


Haiku format:

Faded white wood planks
engulfed in quamoclit,
a reclaimed quiescent

Rusted ceiling bolts
serve as a reminder
of the porch swing

Now, the open coffin sits.
Sending life's events
to where memories flow.

The inner light gone
reclaimed by nature,
only the shell remains.

YET>
Past lives on in
family stories, recipes, my nose-
as treasured memories.

I was nine years old
This is my story -
retold.

a prismatic wash in a golden mist-
a sweet bension between the falling rain. 
Faded white wood planks
engulfed in quamoclit,
reclaimed quiescent

The first time I saw a dead body was in the woods. The open coffin sat where the porch swing once hung. The rusted ceiling bolts served as a reminder of what once was. That old dingy porch framed a poignant image. Unintentionally, I took a mental snapshot.

I stood and stared. Death barred the doorway entrance. The splattered sunlight melded with the shadows. The white wood planks faded into the background as if engulfed in sadness. The inner light was gone. Only a shell remained. Nature reclaims what it intends to, sending life's events to where memories flow. 


Haiku format:

Faded white wood planks
engulfed in quamoclit,
quiescent and quaint. 

Rusted ceiling bolts 
serve as a reminder 
of the old porch swing 

Now, the open coffin sits. 
Sending life's events 
to where memories flow. 

The inner light gone 
reclaimed by nature, 
only the shell remains. 

YET>
Past lives on in 
family stories, recipes, my nose- 
and treasured memories. 

I was nine years old
This is my story -
retold. 

FMF May/ Soon/Deliberate/Chapters

I am a bit behind. 
Peter had several chapters in his life. A Jewish boy raise to be fisherman. Jesus called him to follow him, Matthew 4:19. He was called to be one of the twelve disciples and first to acknowledge Jesus as the Messiah. 

Charcoal fire chapter was about a new commission. At the first fire, Peter denied Jesus three time and the second charcoal fire is where Jesus cooked breakfast by the sea of Galilee. When Jesus asked Peter, "Do you love me?", there was no judgement. Jesus didn't shame Peter. With the new chapter, Peter was given a new commission. 

Each chapter is a new beginning. God catches us in grace and keeps us in grace. 
Deliberate
Every action Jesus took while walking on Earth was deliberate and taught a spiritual principle that we may miss.   

1. Jesus' challenge to the rich younger ruler to sell everything wasn't about being rich. The rich young ruler wanted to earn his way to heaven. Eph 2:8-9- It is a free gift by faith alone. 

2. Healing on the Sabbath was about the hardiness of men versus God's coming grace. 

3. Jesus deliberately slept while crossing the storm tossed Galilean Sea. He was awakened by panicking disciples. He quietens the sea. Jesus let them face the harshness of the sea to let them know he would be with them through difficult times. 

4. Raising Jairus' daughter taught the Centurion leader that Jesus had all authority. 

5. Sometimes, our ministry is at home, just like the Demoniac. He wanted to follow Jesus. Jesus said, " Return to your house and describe what great things God has done for you." And he went away, proclaiming throughout the whole city what great things Jesus had done for him. The Demoniac reached people that might have ignored Jesus because they saw the change in him. 
Take a new look at the scriptures and find the spiritual principle beyond the healings, the confrontations, and more. 

6. Jesus healed the blind man, and the blind man who can now see, immediately enters the synagogue proclaiming Jesus. The blind man's healing speaks of man's spiritual blindness. Your Messiah is here and yet you cannot see. 
Revelation 3:11 
I am coming soon. Hold fast what you have, so that no one may seize your crown.

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God's rathe is against
the intrusion of evil-
given over and measured. 
Haiku by RL Brown

God's divine wrath was poured out on Jesus.  EZ 7:8 and Rm 3:25. Jn 3:36. 
When the church is caught up, God's will deal with evil as explain in Revelations. 
God's wrath is provoked by evil. God's wrath and man's angry are two different things. Just like we exist in a time bubble, God is eternal with an eternal perspective. God's nature is love. He may love the sinner but God rathe is toward evil and those who cause evil and bring destrution on this world. 
How is God's wrath revealed? 
Therefore, God gave them up in the lusts of their hearts to impurity (1:24).
For this reason God gave them up to dishonorable passions (1:26).
God gave them up to a debased mind (1:28).
At the core of the human problem is that we are sinners under the judgment of God, and the divine wrath hangs over us unless and until it is taken away.
Our names must be written in the Lamb's Book of Life. 
https://openthebible.org/article/six-things-you-need-to-know-about-gods-wrath/#:~:text=The%20Bible%20speaks%20about%20God's,was%20poured%20out%20on%20Jesus.