Sunday, March 22, 2020
GOD IS IN CHARGE
We doubt the relevence of the invisible, intelligent force which makes all things possible. We underestimate the reward and retribution it wields. We pretend that we are the forgers of fate, lone soldiers in battle, taking on the dark obstacles which cross our path. We struggle alone because we don't believe. We pit ourselves against Nature as something we must conquer. From our tiny corner of the Universe, we imagine we can alter Her course. When the Ocean pushes a wave over the sand, the sand surrenders itself to its mighty power. The Wind tears at Man's handiwork, and it is swept away. Sickness takes away the weak, so that Man can survive. Man cannot survive alone. Man has a friend in God, and he had better keep Him close, lest he be banished from the Earth. God sustains life, God is in charge.
Saturday, June 8, 2019
Daughter of the Lord
I don't need a dime because she makes me feel a billion times that
Because she values things that can't be found on this planet
On the ground she'll hypnotize,
Her spirit's flying through the skies
It's a love you'll never find
With your finite mind.
Woman of the Lord, all the faith of God
She sees the things that no one sees
Believes the things that few believe
All the things we call divine
You'll never know with your finite mind
Everlasting love
You'll never know with your finite mind
Because she values things that can't be found on this planet
On the ground she'll hypnotize,
Her spirit's flying through the skies
It's a love you'll never find
With your finite mind.
Woman of the Lord, all the faith of God
She sees the things that no one sees
Believes the things that few believe
All the things we call divine
You'll never know with your finite mind
Everlasting love
You'll never know with your finite mind
Thursday, May 23, 2019
Insightful Aspirations
"They have eyes but do not see, ears but do not hear". This was from the words of Jesus referring to those who did not understand his teachings.
"There is a language of Heaven; the soul knows this language. It is a language communicable to the soul of man as a person, to the soul of man as a race, and to the soul of man as a nation. When men are equal in the light, they understand this language; their greatest deeds and their noblest acts come forth-and they stand at the pinnacle of God's Plan for them"
Ann Ree Colton, The Human Spirit.
"There is a language of Heaven; the soul knows this language. It is a language communicable to the soul of man as a person, to the soul of man as a race, and to the soul of man as a nation. When men are equal in the light, they understand this language; their greatest deeds and their noblest acts come forth-and they stand at the pinnacle of God's Plan for them"
Ann Ree Colton, The Human Spirit.
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
WRITER
A writer? One who will wax poetic
Arrange the words and facts magnetic
Stir the ethers into a shape
The lips from stiff to agape
Bring together all the years
Bring the strongest one to tears
Hope to the weary
Trust to the leary
Just in time, lift a pen
From lonely dim lit den
Shine a light into the dark
In cold and damp ignite a spark
Comfort delivered to a need
Oft not ever took to read
Whether or not a soul relate
Never need negotiate
The idea that blows through the ages
Forever jotted on endless pages
Not for glory, nor put under sod
But to help extend the hand of God!
Arrange the words and facts magnetic
Stir the ethers into a shape
The lips from stiff to agape
Bring together all the years
Bring the strongest one to tears
Hope to the weary
Trust to the leary
Just in time, lift a pen
From lonely dim lit den
Shine a light into the dark
In cold and damp ignite a spark
Comfort delivered to a need
Oft not ever took to read
Whether or not a soul relate
Never need negotiate
The idea that blows through the ages
Forever jotted on endless pages
Not for glory, nor put under sod
But to help extend the hand of God!
Monday, January 7, 2019
Unspeakable
Enter the void, the eternal spaces
See the blank look on the faces
Listen to that which can be extricable
That which is known to be inexplicable
Clamor to know or ignore instead
Words from the living as well as the dead
Not a common sense is bided
Something beyond perchance ignited
To know a neutrino of what exists
Beyond the table we pound with our fists
Of ethers, of clouds, fog and mist
Without which nil could ever exist
Coming with birth and decay
The grim reaper lights the way
Here no season, pagan, or vernal
Believe on the One, this is eternal.
See the blank look on the faces
Listen to that which can be extricable
That which is known to be inexplicable
Clamor to know or ignore instead
Words from the living as well as the dead
Not a common sense is bided
Something beyond perchance ignited
To know a neutrino of what exists
Beyond the table we pound with our fists
Of ethers, of clouds, fog and mist
Without which nil could ever exist
Coming with birth and decay
The grim reaper lights the way
Here no season, pagan, or vernal
Believe on the One, this is eternal.
Saturday, August 4, 2018
The Eternal I That I Am
I didn't tell anyone of my experience for the longest time. It was because I thought they would think I was crazy, or that I was lying or making it up. I was only 12 years old when it happened. It was the beginning of a lifelong question that never seemed to have an answer.
After that day, I knew in the depths of my being, that I was not this body that people see, and came to know as me.
It was the day that the eternal touched my consciousness to remind me of who I am. As I floated up near the ceiling, I looked down on my lifeless body below. It was very brief, as I quickly returned bringing animation back to my body. Once again, I looked at the world through these physical eyes that were the only things I had known, until now. Now I knew something different, I wasn't sure what it was, but it was eternal.
Tuesday, May 1, 2018
Love Too Late
If you don't love me now,
It will be too late.
For destiny will unfold,
When you love me then,
I will know that you never loved me.
If I am blinded by your beauty,
I may not care.
But I will know,
You never loved me.
When I rise to the glory of God's creation,
Everyone will love me,
But it will not be the love I wanted from you.
I wanted you to look into my soul through my eyes.
I wanted you to watch my lips,
And long for a kiss.
You didn't even hear my footsteps drawing near,
You didn't see my shadow disappear.
When everyone loves me it will be a blur,
And you will melt into a tie dyed tirade.
When you were a distant dream
I adored you
When it is too late I will wake from my dream,
And you will be gone.
It will be too late.
For destiny will unfold,
When you love me then,
I will know that you never loved me.
If I am blinded by your beauty,
I may not care.
But I will know,
You never loved me.
When I rise to the glory of God's creation,
Everyone will love me,
But it will not be the love I wanted from you.
I wanted you to look into my soul through my eyes.
I wanted you to watch my lips,
And long for a kiss.
You didn't even hear my footsteps drawing near,
You didn't see my shadow disappear.
When everyone loves me it will be a blur,
And you will melt into a tie dyed tirade.
When you were a distant dream
I adored you
When it is too late I will wake from my dream,
And you will be gone.
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