tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-120082072024-03-07T15:53:48.197-08:00Grace To YouThis is a site for those who pledge allegiance to Christ and Him alone. A place where strong views from the Word is elaborated and published for the enrichment of the soul and upliftment of the mind to rest assuredly in God, thereby doing exploits impossible for Man.Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-54569217050214304902012-01-05T07:33:00.000-08:002012-01-05T07:33:00.293-08:00MAKE THOU NO ROOMS ANYMORE<div style="text-align: center;">
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<b>In haste I sweep my
heart floors with a broom at the announcement of the Visitor. My eyes are lit up
in alarm to quickly put up an acceptable presentation of my untrue self.</b></div>
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<b><o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“Be quick! Be quick!”
my soul cries out in a hurry to splash water over what should be scrubbed. No time
to put away loitering clothes but do see some wall cracks to stuff ‘em in.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>I plant a smile right
away over my fake face and if needed, will show remorse and deceive myself this
remorse isn't momentary. <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“Shoot!” I cursed at
my clothes ‘cos they look so filthy. <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“Ah Ha!” Got a
lint remover. Now that should do it.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“hmm! What smells? Is
that me?” Darn it! <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Perfume to the rescue!<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“Whew! That was close.”<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“Now let’s check on
my breath! Ew! I thought so! This is a job for a mouthwash.”<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Finally ready!<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Visitor comes…Visitor goes…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Only a matter of time
and they all start creeping back…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Breathe goes south…and
then the perfume wears out…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Lint remover doesn’t
clean clothes…washing does…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Weariness overshadows
my former smile…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>And my body itches. Definitely need a bath…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>…and then…a squeaky
sound…<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“Oh no! Don’t tell
me!” </b></div>
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<b>A rat seems to be having fun pushing through the wall cracks and playing
with the clothes I stuffed away earlier.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“That’s it! I’m tired
of myself!”<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Can’t continue making
patches on torn clothes when there is a chance to get new.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Gotta take out the
bandages and get a real treatment for what ails.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Making room within
has become hoarding of the old.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>I can no longer
settle for convenience in sight of the real deal if can just push
myself a little more.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Can't stand the pity I've earned for always making excuses.</b></div>
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<b>O wretched man that I
am! Who shall deliver me from this life of death?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>No wonder I’m unhappy…no
wonder I’m sore.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>I cannot retain the
Spirit with dirt shoved to side – the cause of my ill-health!<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>“You know what? I’ll
empty myself, be imbued by the Spirit and filled anew. My soul, make thou no rooms anymore!!!<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</b></span>
</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-21350921770945076352011-12-09T08:09:00.000-08:002011-12-09T08:09:45.851-08:00FEAR THAT BRINGS WISDOM<div style="text-align: center;">
<b style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">NY Subway crimes these days are escalating beyond
control! It has caused a crack on even the most confident soul!</b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Gadgets usually brought out for
display and use have now been reclined to the safety covers of carry-on bags.<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>The daring boldness of daylight
robbery can be attested by the weary looks of passengers with fears shown.<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Just a more-than-a-second-look at
another prompts a closer grip of personal belongings alone!<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Fear!<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>That terrible, yet inevitable reality
of our existence!<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Fear!<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Completely unavoidable even with foreknowledge
assistance! <o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>The void of uncertainty isn’t really
the birthplace of this crippler.<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>One thing for sure is it is, without a
doubt, a character definer!<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b> Ironic that the scriptures boldly declare the fear
of God as the beginning of wisdom;<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>You see, fear only has all the power
that you give it!<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>On one hand, it can cause the throwing
in of the towel, and on the other, a revealing of the truth about our debilitating humanity!<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Is it wise to only fear what can kill
the body and not more, what can kill both the body and the soul?<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>What do you think drives us to prevent
death by any means necessary when the truth is it is beyond our control?<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>So, here it is:<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Fear that brings the acceptance of
truth;<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>That births a need to plan as early as
the days of your youth;<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>That makes you change what can be
changed<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>And accept what cannot be;<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>That unveils the reality of
uncertainties;<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>And yet split the curtains for you to
see – <o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>After all planning is done for the
future, to still commit yourself to Christ, the one true Savior<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>Whose fear is the opposite of the
world’s –<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>A fear with a definition that relieves
even in the subways or wherever it might find you;<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>One that opposes the other which
creeps up on random –<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><b>The fear you should really embrace: The
beginning of wisdom!</b></span></div>
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<b>IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-27434011091562120902011-07-13T05:36:00.000-07:002011-07-13T06:39:42.398-07:00I'm Coming Home!<div style="text-align: center;">A well-known artist declared this theme enough to put it to rest.</div><div style="text-align: center;">If nothing, I must make a go at this to pass the test</div><div style="text-align: center;">My test is to never give up, come what may</div><div style="text-align: center;">Life is too short to wile away</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">No matter how hard I try to be the best</div><div style="text-align: center;">I need to find refuge always in God's saving nest</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't live for tomorrow without living today</div><div style="text-align: center;">I must heed God's call no matter what failure will say</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What are my coordinates? North..South...East...West?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I command my soul to rise with each bang on my chest</div><div style="text-align: center;">Away I bid thee! No pleas! Away!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will not dare to hold you darkness at bay!</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I cannot work for my salvation as the Word says to only work it out</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my stand on my long journey home</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let Christ imbue and overflow, within and without</div><div style="text-align: center;"><meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8">This is my hope on my long journey home</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-70822953744716814982011-03-18T08:40:00.000-07:002011-03-18T08:44:14.516-07:00In Vain Have I Smitten<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Whom I love, I chastise!</div><div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Recall memories of parental discipline</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Love calls its own to order</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Teaching a child how to grow</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">What will be said? –</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">When I child is let go to make mistakes and never learns</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Deeper and deeper the quagmire goes</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Yet onward, the wanderer astray knows</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">God told Jeremiah, “…In Vain Have I Smitten…”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Yet in love I chastise in and out of season</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Return again to me, saith the Lord</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Or how will it be said? –</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">That in vain loved even our God?!</p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-41181933512252739492011-01-05T12:40:00.000-08:002011-01-05T12:55:29.720-08:00Give Me To Drink!<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >It wasn't a drought that brought this upon me! </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Water is in abundance. Waterfalls of the element of earthly life right before me. </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Enough for now and always to use and abuse yet my soul deny its fill. </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I'd rather drink sand than taste a drop of this earthly liquid. </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >For I have seen it...</span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >seen what it can do! </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I have stood by while others drank after warning them not to. </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The taste, I am told, is sweet and soothing when taken. </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >It streams down your inside when drunk, leaving an immediate satisfaction as guaranteed.</span></span></b></span></div><div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >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. </span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >You see it was the enemy I say, the enemy I say. </span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The accuser of men must have done this to cause all to sway.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Still I die to the world as I watch others take their momentary fill. </span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My flesh fade as I see many live within a few distance of abundant evil waters. </span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >When will my fill come you ask me? </span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >When will my thirst be undone?<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >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. </span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Then I asked for more as I gaze skyward. And then...more came for sure.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >When many saw me they stood amazed. A few summoned courage to ask me where did you find your fill and I told them:</span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" > rather you stay by this deadly waters, body swelling and begin to sway, </span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >look to Jesus, ask like me, for all you have to say -</span></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Give me, of you, to drink!<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></span></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></b></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</span></span></b></div></b><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-78192100440766299392010-12-07T13:35:00.000-08:002010-12-07T13:43:47.836-08:00Gift for God<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Tahoma","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:Tahoma"><b>In accordance to tradition, a family celebration is meant to bring a house unit together.</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Tahoma","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:Tahoma"><b>I recall such an occasion. </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Tahoma","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:Tahoma"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">It was a great celebration because all concerned didn't utter a word; </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">all gathered couldn't voice a sound. </span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><b>That great, it was! </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><b>One by one, we were allowed to witness the sight of greatness; an occurrence truly breathtaking. </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><b>A mother unveiled the life she carried, tucked in a thick woolen cloth. </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><b>The Gift: an innocent child who gazed at its visitors with shown interest. </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><b>A sound escaped the baby's lips, tugging at the heart of mother. In love, joy's true smile beamed across her face which was then matched by the whole family.</b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Tahoma","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:Tahoma"><b>So likewise, in the heaven of heavens, God's face is lit; His Spirit is whelmed with joy; His Soul smiles in width wider than the overturned rainbow. </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Tahoma","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:Tahoma"><b>Don't wonder what it was dearly beloved. God smiles at his newborn children...you know like a mother forgets her travails after childbirth, Christ smiles, having forgotten his travails over you, </b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Tahoma","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:Tahoma"><b>you the gift for God!!!</b></span></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-33371675121093861742010-10-05T14:18:00.000-07:002010-10-05T14:52:33.563-07:00<div><p align="CENTER" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">It is the Sabbath!</span></b></u></span></span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Four words that weigh heavier than a thousand milestone stacked, one after the other:</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> It is the sabbath!</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Tis today's camouflage for the public; an excuse for one day service!</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">In layman's language, what you are on the outside isn't what you are within; who you are in public isn't who you are at home. </span></span></span></span></span></span><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Words heavy enough to bring a soul down to hell! Claws inextricably clutched to skins dragged to hades. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">It would have been better to say the same for ev'ryday. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Lets try it.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Today is Monday and my response is "Oh my, it is the sabbath." </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Wanna try it for Tuesday? Ok I know I know. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Wednesday then. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">No? </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Thursday? </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">You gotta give me Friday or Saturday.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span ><span ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I don't believe it! </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span ><span ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Only Sunday? And for a few hours to be holy?</span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span ><span ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Wow!</span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span ><span style="text-decoration: none"><span ><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">No wonder!</span></span></span></span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span ><span ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">My relationship with Christ is a mess. I can't keep a goal for long. Procastination and depression are closer than friends. </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span ><span ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">All because one day in seven is the sabbath! </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-16873840130083611462010-08-27T09:40:00.000-07:002010-08-27T09:46:32.463-07:00Messiah is comingIN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!<div><br /></div><div> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">D</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">o you see what I see? </span></b></span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Drinking and partying now a global decree? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you hear what I hear? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">A terribly weak resolve to endure in the face of personal fear? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you eat what I eat? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Inorganics that rob of the bush taste of simple foods like meat? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you wear what I wear? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Clothes with no longer a purpose to cover but to cause a stare? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you live where I live? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Watching my back trying to protect my life from a neighborly thief? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you drink what drink? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Dregs full of self that make me from humanity sink?</span></b></span></span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you walk the way I walk? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Pride that kill brain cells and return me to mom to sulk?</span></b></span></span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you sit where I sit? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Alone, in need, but unwilling to move my feet?</span></b></span></span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Do you know these times are telling? </span></b></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Infallible proofs above that the Messiah is coming?</span></b></span></span></p> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-39249598204130896112010-07-08T04:13:00.000-07:002010-07-08T04:18:59.548-07:00The Will of Him Who Sen Me!<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A messenger, I was, without an inkling of knowing on my end. I was sent out for a reason and with a purpose but nothing seemed to register. I must have fallen and got kicked in the head because only a concortion can cause the amnesia I had.</span></b></span></div><div> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">....the will of Him who sent me....</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">All I can do is play a guessing game to ascertain. You know what? </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It has to be something powerful...something grand! </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I think its to save the world...or....something!</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">...or something...</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Come to think of it I'm guessing a messenger is sent out with a message. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Light slowly illuminated my brain. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A message! A message that fulfills it purpose when its delivered.</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">...the wil of Him who sent me and to finish His work...</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">...finish His work...</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The message that must be delivered. </span></b></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Wow! No wonder I'd forgotten all these while. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">While I was figuring out something pride-mounting and fame-proclaiming, it was always near and terribly simple. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">No wisdom needed. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">No puzzle to solve. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And there and then it hit me like a thousand light bolts:</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Christ and him crucified!</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I said it! </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">There I said it!</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Packaged. Unpackaged. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">...And now delivered. </span></b></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">To everyone I must tell that Christ died and rose.</span></b></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "> <span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">His will is done. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">An eternal price paid by God's Son. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ages ago crucified yet His blood's efficacy still undiminished. </span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Message delivered - His work finished!</span></b></span></p> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</span></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-32395890478969365582010-06-15T07:52:00.000-07:002010-06-15T08:07:26.904-07:00What do you seek?IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!<div><br /></div><div> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span style="font-style: normal"><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">What do you seek</span></b></u></span></span></span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span style="font-style: normal"><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">?</span></b></u></span></span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Time is too precious! Every step echo dangerous warnings to retreat! Heartbeat pound the rib cage in fright of recompense to come. Yet your resolve stays unshaken; your spirit hold down the soul before it flees away. </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"This I must explore!" you say.</span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And on you go. </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Carefully, yet determinedly you advance. With three soft steps you're in. There and then you gaze at incredible beauty that astounds any. Your eyes light up like never before at such glory and splendor and did I forget wonder? No! I couldn't!</span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Without knowing you covered the middle of the room in bedazzled steps.</span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Who dwells in such a place as this? Your heart questions.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Obviously, its one thing to visit as an aristocrat but to live within-day in and day out- would be only for the highest of nobles.</span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Slowly, the quiet pinches. The silence crawls over your brilliant skin. </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Simply put, consciousness returns. </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your eyes meet others who stare. A stare of judgment or resentment you can't say. Is it pity or empathy your confidence stray. One approaches and stops behind you. Slowly, you turn, expecting the words: </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"what do u seek?" </span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But the words you hear change your life forever:</span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Welcome my child and dwell with me. Your soul has wandered for years with a future that's bleak but you found me and I dare not ask what u seek. You've spent yourself low, its time for the peak. So my son- christ for you he died, givin you strength..you no longer have to be weak!</span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Believe and live! All that's mine is yours! You came seeking...you leave a living being!</span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-64178058620631996602010-04-23T09:20:00.000-07:002010-04-23T09:29:14.044-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><p align="CENTER" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;"><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">From where do you know me?</span></span></b></u></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Never have I seen such </span></span></b></span></span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">a party!</span></span></b></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Grand, beautiful, luminuous and wonderful!</span></span></b></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Music and laughter fill the air, availing to all attendants the liberty of its debauchery. At the center seats the majesty whose voice was heard with the same pitch in defiance of distance. The majesty begins to ask a question: from where do u know me? He exclaimed. Standing up and going from one corner to another, from nobles to peasants, the majesty sought the answer to his question. </span></span></b></span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span></span></b></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Guests started responding. Slowly at first. Then, in a chorus</span></span></b></span></span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">, the answers varied but did come speedily without much thought or truth.</span></span></b></span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Then, </span></span></b></span></span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">the majesty stopped in front of me. </span></span></b></span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span></span></b></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 100%; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">....where do u know me?</span></span></b></span></span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> The same question posed.</span></span></b></span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">My </span></span></b></span></span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">eyes slowly welled up in tears; hands clutched in remembrance.</span></span></b></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I said to myself:</span></span></b></span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="text-decoration: none"><span style="font-style: normal"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> You were sentenced to death for what you rightly deserved. Depression, sorow, and low self-esteem had become your buddies. It was there you recalled God knew you: where moth and rust had seeped too far in, and robbers had stolen more than you could bear. Sin, so heavy, you once carried without choice or reason, where hell, you once called home.</span></span></b></span></span></span></p> <p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Now looking unto the majesty, your hands point to the unseen and your lips tremble of weighty words unable to utter. The majesty nods in comprehension. When the majesty's hand touched your cheeks in love's reach, all you could say, at the mercy of all who heard, was: </span></span></b></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"Christ! It was in Sin's deliverance I knew thee!"</span></span></b></span></p> </div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</span></span></b></span></div></b><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-49871085762524119292009-03-17T10:22:00.001-07:002009-03-17T10:22:51.536-07:00Doves in The Valley<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: center'>The mention of the<span style='font-size:12pt'> word valley spurs me i</span>ronicall<span style='font-size:12pt'>y to think of a mountain. I mean, my mind cooks up two mountains with a valley between. </span><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:12pt'>The valley: a place that I can affirmatively say is</span>n'<span style='font-size:12pt'>t a good place </span>by<span style='font-size:12pt'> just reflect</span>ing<span style='font-size:12pt'> on psalm 23</span> - …<span style='font-size:12pt'>thr</span>o<span style='font-size:12pt'>u</span>gh<span style='font-size:12pt'><br /> </span>the valley of the<span style='font-size:12pt'> shadow of death</span>..<span style='font-size:12pt'>. </span><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:12pt'>The valley se</span>e<span style='font-size:12pt'>ms to </span>denote<span style='font-size:12pt'> extremities or deficiencies. For example, whe</span>n<span style='font-size:12pt'><br /> </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'> rain is done falling, the mountains are never flooded </span>un<span style='font-size:12pt'>like </span>the valleys; while the<span style='font-size:12pt'> sun beats </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'> mountains, </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'> valleys are </span>enriched of its lack<span style='font-size:12pt'>. </span><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:12pt'>You can</span> stand on the<span style='font-size:12pt'> mount</span>aintop and behold a glimpse of the<span style='font-size:12pt'> world's kingdoms and its many glories but to see </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'> mountain</span> peak<span style='font-size:12pt'><br /> </span>from the<span style='font-size:12pt'> valleys remains impossible.<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:12pt'>So picture this: </span><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'>You are standing on the<span style='font-size:12pt'> mountaintop </span>with soothing sounds of <span style='font-size:12pt'>beautiful birds</span> chirping<span style='font-size:12pt'> in </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'> hollow before </span>yo<span style='font-size:12pt'>u</span> transcending gravity and humanity<span style='font-size:12pt'>. Doves, sparkling white as ever</span>,<span style='font-size:12pt'> ascend out of </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'> darkness beneath. Then </span>wonder strikes of <span style='font-size:12pt'>such beauty found in such a place? </span>I<span style='font-size:12pt'>s it a force of darkness clothed like </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'> angel of light</span> or the real deal<span style='font-size:12pt'>? </span><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:12pt'>Can </span>the<span style='font-size:12pt'><br /> </span>messiah be from the<span style='font-size:12pt'> least tribe of </span>Israel or we are our own saviors<span style='font-size:12pt'>?<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:12pt'>All these are possibilitie</span>s but I yearn to latch hold of the<span style='font-size:12pt'> very last. </span>Let it all be gone and I'm human again. Loneliness overwhelms! Reality sets in! I am not of my own! Life is of pure design and the creator I seek!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:12pt'>It may be a lost shot but </span>I'd<span style='font-size:12pt'> rather hope and lose </span>than not hope at all. <br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Doves in the<span style='font-size:12pt'> valley! </span><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'>Beloved can you see? <br /></p><p>The creator, defying<span style='font-size:12pt'><br /> </span>deaths for three days, ascend<span style='font-size:12pt'> up from </span>abysmal <span style='font-size:12pt'>depths to save thee!</span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-27019319385778307662009-03-04T21:50:00.001-08:002009-03-04T21:50:42.928-08:00Come Down Before My Child Dies<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>Thin legs of mine ran with long strides, sounds like that of horses. Heavy gasps of breath forced through my lungs for release. Only, if only, I find Him, then the journey will not be a waste. <br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>The tougher part will come later- an encounter I dread so much it slows me down. But I cannot dwell on it right now till I see Him...till I stare trembling before the Master to ask a favor. The part I fear most is if He rejects me and grants not my desire then all is lost.<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>My soul had grown weary from looking until I spot Him and then my countenance changed. Immediacy cried heavily in my ears and I knew there wasn't time for many words.<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>A few moments after, I was on my way back. My wish was granted!<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>My request was given!<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'> Without looking back I knew He was coming with me. I didn't have to say much nor did I, with Him, need to have ties. All I said was: <br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>Jesus! Quickly, for life goes and time flies;<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>What I ask is for many and my soul desperately cries.<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='font-size:14pt'>Come down before my child dies!</span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-7969916598515919112009-02-21T14:55:00.001-08:002009-02-26T09:26:10.863-08:00By The Pool Bethesda<span xmlns="" style="font-size:130%;"><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><br /></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">One of those people who had given up trying was me.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">I had a lot of goals-so many there were but none have been spared.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">As fast as never… before I run as slow as ever…hoping to reach the finish line only to have another claim d prize.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Once-known passion dwindled to lackluster and then to hopelessness, only to end in despondency.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">What's the point of trying only to be shut down afterwards?<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Strength is stolen as the yrs go by.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Life ages as time waits for none.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Giving up is logical, actual, and real.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">…You will always have a choice a proverb says…<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">My response: <strong>not for me</strong>!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Then another, like other blessings past, came in sight.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">A plain man walks to me with a wanderer's look and rich in lack of physical wealth.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">"Pick yourself up," he says "and live again."<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">My answer for him is capped in three words: "what's the point?"<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>"You see the blessings u seek? Though far, I bring near; unreachable by you but freely offered by me. Here! Take! Have what you've sought. The emptiness that plagued you, like the leper beside Bethesda, fullness I give.<br /></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Whatever you need and whenever,<br /></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Grace and mercy receive!<br /></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Take up your bed and walk from nigh and far,<br /></em></strong></p></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span xmlns="" style="font-size:130%;"><p><strong><em>Deliverance meets thee by the Pool Bethesda!"</em></strong></p></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-27092973365782469862009-02-07T19:22:00.001-08:002009-02-08T22:19:22.823-08:00Born of God<span xmlns="" style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ><p style="text-align: center;">I wish to witness my birth!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br />But Ye, I can't.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">It would have been something- I know-but such will never be granted!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">You know what next I wish for?<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">A flat screen where I can behold my every step…and to ask for too much… amend my steps to the way it should be. But you know what? If I am to be granted such a priceless blessing, then, only I must glare at the screen, for shame, oh so mighty shame and revulsion that stink out will be mine only to bear.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Wow! I started this message with curiosity but now have none left. My heart raced with excitement but not a before.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Then a Man, with holes in his hand, whispered in my ears:<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">"What if you can have it?"<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">What? I asked.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">"What you just fantasized about?"<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">How? It can't be possible.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">"What if you can have it but in a different way…Another of the same?"<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">What if? I wondered.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">"This time, I, knowing the future, can guide you.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">I , loving all, will help you."<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">What about...<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">"Your shame and mistakes you mean?<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> Guess what? I'll cover it!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">When you fall I will be there to pick you up.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">You don't have to wish to watch yourself born and grow when it's source is of man.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Behold something greater:<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">You-being born of God!<br /></p><p><br /> </p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-27593116629313271572009-02-02T23:50:00.001-08:002009-02-02T23:50:34.958-08:00God of love…God of mercy<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>God of love, God of mercy<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>Have mercy upon me<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma'><span style='font-size:12pt'>God so pure</span>,<span style='font-size:12pt'> and so holy<br /></span></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>Let my life be full of your glory<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>Thou art so sweet and so caring<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma'><span style='font-size:12pt'>My heart for you</span> -<span style='font-size:12pt'> be unfailing<br /></span></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>Thou art so beautiful and so creative<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>In you I find the will to live and live<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>A wonder of awe and artistry<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>Culminates to announce your majesty<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>Calling things not as though they are<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma'><span style='font-size:12pt'>Takes your reverence</span>, in me,<span style='font-size:12pt'> higher and higher<br /></span></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>I command this soul of mine be humbled<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma'><span style='font-size:12pt'>Let </span>C<span style='font-size:12pt'>hrist have </span>yo<span style='font-size:12pt'>u though u</span>'<span style='font-size:12pt'>ve stumbled<br /></span></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'>Never deem it hard to be too obedient<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-family:Tahoma'>For<span style='font-size:12pt'> no sacrifice, too costly, will cause </span>you to rel<span style='font-size:12pt'>ent<br /></span></span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-11952941780672583842009-01-23T14:48:00.001-08:002009-01-23T14:51:52.757-08:00The Father of Mercies<span xmlns="" style="font-size:130%;"><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >The father of mercies!<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >These words strike a chord in memory, a recall of something to do with boasting. Bear with me for I will thus explain. The father of mercies tickle in me the vision of someone presented to all as having mercy. This question was asked: Is there anyone merciful in this hateful world of quick judgment? A Being steps out to answer:<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >"I am!"<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >As spectators behold the one who dares to claim such a rare status, another one speaks within the crowd: "what about the father?"<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >Many concerned folks, weary of great longings of mercy, thirsty of ages past of such rare glory, turn to behold the one who defies such a moment.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >A commoner, just like any other, steps out into the open - nothing of sight to reckon with but eyes full of a greater depth that comes with knowing. 'Tis a knowing that signifies experience and not words<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >The commoner speaks again:<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >"If you claim to bear mercy, what about the ocean that overflows in abundance of it? If you dare to deceive with a show of pity, what about the rivers of rare glory that flows from the source of mercy?<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >You speak with words to show. I speak of a place to go! Come! Let me show all where to drink from; a fullness provided for all and not for some! Follow into the throne of grace and stand before the mercy father face to face."<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >After all said and done, only one step it took for all to quench their longings that whelmed for ages, for we all, shortly after, lay by the ocean of grace provided by the father of mercies!<br /></span></p><p><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >The I am that I am; the One who stretches hands of empathy to feel what we feel and stare with eyes heavy of love at us –<br /></span></p><p><span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" >I acknowledge the Father of us all!!!</span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-27361596449465324932008-10-01T21:18:00.001-07:002008-10-01T21:18:18.844-07:00What Is It To You<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:black'>What is it to you?<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When anything of value loses its substance<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When the winds fail to make one tree dance<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'>What is it to you?<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When the one you love does not reciprocate<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When you'd rather punish than emancipate<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'>What is it to you?<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When the wicked prosper and I hold out on judgment<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When my name is continuously defied and I do not comment<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'>What is it to you?<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When evil becometh of the land and justice comes not<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When the path to rightness is not sought<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'>What is it to you?<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When I justify where I must condemn<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>Let a repented sinner into heaven<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'>What is it to you?<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>I am God and there is none other<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d'>When you and me even I cannot sunder<br /></span></p><p>What is it to you</p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-5030513116630622052008-09-05T23:54:00.001-07:002008-09-05T23:54:23.349-07:00THE BURDEN OF THE WORD<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: center'>Burden is such a word I can identify with<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>It's quite ironic that the Word bears a burden forthwith<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Course through the breeze whistling by and do wonder if there is such a burden<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>For the word is as the breeze, if not lighter<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>But those who have been bruised, lifted by the word;<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Those who have been abdicated, crowned by more than this two-edged sword <br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Can testify; raise their hands to signify their concord –<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>There is such a burden in word!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Unfortunately, the consensus reveals the norm in the abundance of our hearts;<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Our lips are rarely opened before words of conceit, anger, hate, and evil are voiced.<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Commanded myself to stop for the list is endless of heavy burdens – milestones they are – that leave our mouths only to hang over another and drown them in the wiles of life!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>So if you know nothing of a burden, you know that of any word!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Before thou cling so easily to the heaviness of ours, challenge thy open-mindedness for another word that holds light is blowing through!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Though its lightness is a burden but be comforted, its yoke is easy and its burden is indeed light!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden and I shall give you rest!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>This is the burden of Christ:<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Believe and be redeemed!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Be saved once and for all!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>So simple!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>So easy!<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>Yet a burden –<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'>THE BURDEN OF THE WORD<br /></p><p style='text-align: center'><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><br /> </p><p style='text-align: center'><br /> </p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-45665643717851710642008-07-29T17:33:00.000-07:002008-07-29T17:35:16.655-07:00<div align="center">IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The LORD possessed me in<br />the beginning<br />of his way, before his works of old.<br /><br />If you ask me, all I know about ‘the beginning’ is that God created the heavens and the earth…</div><div align="center"><br />If you tell me otherwise, all I have to say is I totally respect your volition to have, and to hold, such a notion, whatever it may be.</div><div align="center"><br />If you ask me about possession, all I’ll say is I often respond to such a word with caution and a little fright of the unknown taking my known.</div><div align="center"><br />If you ask me of works of old, all I’ll say is David speaks of being young and later old, yet have not seen the righteous forsaken. He definitely knows about the works of old but me, the more I know is the more I need to know.</div><div align="center"><br />So let’s revisit that marvelous scripture, put the pieces together.</div><div align="center"><br />Hmm!</div><div align="center"><br />What do we have here?</div><div align="center"><br />With great caution and fright of the unknown inhabiting my known; the unknown that created the majesty of the heavens and the earth, though, I be young, and knowest nothing, his works of old was attested by King David…and one affirmation from the one after God’s own heart is enough to let go of all my inhibitions and take in the one who defies my bounds with His boundlessness, erupts my confines with his vastness, reveals the sweet joy in fearlessness…</div><div align="center"><br />So let Him possess me in my beginning<br />(the same way He must have in Jesus’ case),<br />and open my eyes to my destiny before my form took shape in the hourglass of time.</div><div align="center"><br />Profound?<br />You have no idea!</div><div align="center"><br />Incredulous?<br />Wait and See!</div><div align="center"><br />You ask me if it’s possible...If it’s true?<br />Well….So let’s….</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-6859582434954076752008-07-21T11:16:00.000-07:002008-07-21T11:21:06.272-07:00MY OFFICIAL WEBSITE IS OUTIN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!<br /><br />Hi Everyone,<br /><br /> I am extremely grateful for the encouragement and support that you have given, even by merely reading my postings and responding to it as deemed fit. My official website is<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.sovereignbooks.com">www.sovereignbooks.com</a><br /><br />You can click on the wings of the wind and read more about the description and also the excerpt. Afterwards, you can go ahead to purchase your copy. For readers in Nigeria, I'm working out a way to get the books available for you guys. It's going to take a little while but God if faithful.<br />New postings will be simultaneously posted on here and on my new website as I gradually move all my writings to sovereignbooks.com.<br />Great things are bound to happen to those who live by faith, and not by sight.<br /><br />Grace and Peace,<br />Olushile Akintade<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-18087185202140852692008-07-10T23:12:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:05:13.427-08:00Wings of the Wind<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.xlibris.com/wingsofthewind.html"></a>IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!<br /></div><center><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.xlibris.com/wingsofthewind.html"></a><br /><span xmlns=""><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Do listen to the whispers of faded time<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">As it courses through – running past us<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">You hear it!</p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">You feel it!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">You see it!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">It overtakes without aiding…<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">But oh Beloved….do listen!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Thou knowest not the Source…<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Where it goest…Where it comest from!</p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Certainly, it comes!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">It waits not for your bid.<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">You don't have to compel!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">It comes.<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Surely, it does!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">You know why? The reason is simple! It carries Someone! The water suddenly ripples up waves. The peace of the clouds is disrupted!</p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind!!!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">The Lord Jehovah! Behold Him! He comes!<br /></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong>Sorry I haven't updated my website recently. </strong><br /><strong>Guess what?- I just finished my first book. Its fiction rapped around historical setting. The name is<br /></strong></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong>The Lion of Africa I: Wings of the Wind.</strong></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong>You can actually read an excerpt about it online to see if it stirs your interest and its only $18.69 online. Can you pls read the description and excerpt online for me? Not to blow my horn but it is a wonderful book cos it took a lot from me and I feel a part of me slumbers within its confines.<br />Click here: <a href="http://www.xlibris.com/wingsofthewind.html">Lion of Africa I: Wings of the Wind</a></strong><strong><br /></strong></p></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong>I will really appreciate your criticism and views and will look forward to hearing from you so</strong><strong>on.</strong><span style="font-size:+0;"><span xmlns=""><span style="font-size:+0;"><span xmlns=""><span style="font-size:+0;"><span xmlns=""><span style="font-size:+0;"><span xmlns=""><span style="font-size:+0;"><span xmlns=""><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgpmJEdCXsXX9a0Hq9xl2YIlLH2nXUQvrGx12qqpxSdxnu-6KJjOgu7cSbEtC5W5mVygsuWI14CKdDv8FG_WyCUm5Kqt-vwp8giSLPq9FlOid-Jl_St2bjEwfLHxurx5txhD93Q/s1600-h/coverpic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221637230735777362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgpmJEdCXsXX9a0Hq9xl2YIlLH2nXUQvrGx12qqpxSdxnu-6KJjOgu7cSbEtC5W5mVygsuWI14CKdDv8FG_WyCUm5Kqt-vwp8giSLPq9FlOid-Jl_St2bjEwfLHxurx5txhD93Q/s320/coverpic.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div></center><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-50871567988038013392008-05-16T08:28:00.001-07:002008-05-16T08:28:04.986-07:00Understanding the Mysteries<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If you could understand the complexities of life, the woundings of circumstances, the inexplicables of life's occurrences, would you still be human?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If you could choose the soul of a god for yourself and hold the power to will the scepter of control or trudge on the hot sands as mortal, weak and contemptible, what would it be?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If you could afford lavishes of liberty and merry in the pool of improvidence or be subjective to the Unseen and acknowledge incompleteness, what would you buy?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>What callest thou a man who claims godhood?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>What callest thou a god who bears manhood?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>Why do legends and myths claim the insatiable constancies of gods mingling with men? Is it a tale of endless desires or soul-cries of man to have gods inhabit their world?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If divinity is clothed in mortality, and mortality now bears the DNA traces of divinity, then what are we-gods on earth?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If…only if….<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If you're capable of impossibilities and have been fed with ordinaries, aren't you a little bit curious to explore and unlock those potentials?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If the Creator, with the power to destroy and re-create chooses to love and save, would you be glad you got a chance to live?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>If you could be shown and still retain the power to choose, would you agree?<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>Pictures, frames, stories, proofs, wonders, beauties, are all I offer!!!<br /></strong></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#1f497d; font-size:12pt'><strong>Let's walk through the twenty-second Psalm and behold the understandings of the mysteries…</strong></span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-78795597040645750842008-04-11T22:44:00.001-07:002008-04-11T22:44:26.515-07:00My resolve…My purpose!!!<span xmlns=''><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Why have thou forsaken me?<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Why is there pain where there should be strength?<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>It's high time I made a decision.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Mourning may indeed endure for the night but joy comes in the morning!<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>In my opinion, its about time those words become more than words.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>People want reality not words.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>However reality isn't variably independent.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>It is a by-product of something else.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Nothing becomes real unless we make it to be.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Nothing can be more real than what we perceive or make ourselves see.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>So I blind myself to the negativities that surround me without excluding them from consideration.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Thick scales rooted in the Word block my sight and all I see is what I see.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>All that's real to me is the Word.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>And if I dare say, Christ is the Word.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Nothing matters more. Nothing drives close to home than this: Christ and Him Crucified!<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>So when I face adversity, my strength is not in me but in Him. <br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>When troubles come my way, my hope lies not in this world but in the Holy Spirit.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Do you care to know what I say to the impossible and the seemingly unreal? Have you any idea to second guess my conditioned response to the uncontrollable stimuli that fills this worldly sphere? Will you dare underrate my dreams as mere figments of imaginations?<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Well you can try, and try you will. <br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>This is my resolve. Though my eyes are red and my heart, milestone-heavy of pain and sorrow, I choose to believe, and believe I shall. God hasn't seen any like this. A broken-down, death-trodden infant who holds on to Him when many would have called it quits.<br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Jesus I believe! <br /></strong></span></p><p><span style='color:#0070c0'><strong>Help my unbelief!</strong></span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008207.post-48950658749240208502008-04-06T17:40:00.001-07:002008-04-06T17:40:41.268-07:00New Beginnings!<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>Told me once not to despise new beginnings<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>Why should I hope in what always is recurring?<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>If I ever be counted as a righteous man who falls<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>Though I be not one, duty calls<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>At the road side where my step is lost<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>To go to the start is such a dreadful cost<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>At the spot on the wayside where I failed<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>There I must continue be I frailed<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>Beginnings may be essential and vital<br /></span></p><p style='text-align: center'><span style='color:#365f91'>Continuance is indispensable; the without is lethal!<br /></span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">...In the euphoria of Christ!</div>Grace To Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307852129008539870noreply@blogger.com0