Thursday, January 05, 2012
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Recall memories of parental discipline
Love calls its own to order
Teaching a child how to grow
What will be said? –
When I child is let go to make mistakes and never learns
Deeper and deeper the quagmire goes
Yet onward, the wanderer astray knows
God told Jeremiah, “…In Vain Have I Smitten…”
Yet in love I chastise in and out of season
Return again to me, saith the Lord
Or how will it be said? –
That in vain loved even our God?!
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
However, as many turn to leave afterwards, their pupils dilate red and their spirit begin to pale. Sweetness becomes sour as poison flood the entire system.
You see it was the enemy I say, the enemy I say.
The accuser of men must have done this to cause all to sway.
Still I die to the world as I watch others take their momentary fill.
My flesh fade as I see many live within a few distance of abundant evil waters.
When will my fill come you ask me?
When will my thirst be undone?
A drop of living waters fell from heavens gates straight onto my lips. I took it with great thirst and waited for a while to see if it had poison. But lo, nothing bad happened.
Then I asked for more as I gaze skyward. And then...more came for sure.
When many saw me they stood amazed. A few summoned courage to ask me where did you find your fill and I told them:
rather you stay by this deadly waters, body swelling and begin to sway,
look to Jesus, ask like me, for all you have to say -
Give me, of you, to drink!