I wonder how things work, up there in the promised land,
I am willing to bet that your party there this year will be Grand.
Maybe there are other angel's tying up balloons and lighting chandeliers,
The love up there is more fullfiling then any we can find down here.
I bet you can dance now, and stand and walk all on your own.
I bet you sing amazingly, and you never have to sing alone.
I bet you have great discussions about all of us you left behind,
I just wanted to let you know, we are all going to be just fine.
See we are more blessed than most others ever get to be,
they wouldn't understand unless they felt love like you gave to me.
so Beautiful, so sweet, you were and are perfect in every way.
and I just wanted to say I miss you, and Happy Birthday!
Don't worry about us down here, you just enjoy your big day.
because, "I'm turning 21 with Jesus" is something we can only dream to say.
our tears aren't from sadness babygirl, this I hope you know.
It's just it's hard for us all to have a love so sincere and then have to let it go.
But, you go on back to your party and dance with your grandpa once for me.
and just know that I am happy for you, these tears,.... well sissy they are for me.
I love you bunches babygirl, there isn't anything I wouldn't give for another chance,
to just swoop you up into my arms, and have another dance.
I know I can't just yet but, please know I honor the memory,
of those days I was dancing with the Angel the good Lord sent to me,
I know that time has passed now, what was loaned must be sent home.
Just it's hard on your Birthday.... for us not to feel a little alone.
All Rights Reserved
A call to arms for those who believe
A reason for the nation to grieve
Leadership to continue the rot
Trying to destroy what we were taught
No longer Christian is what he decrees
Treating the Christian as if a disease
If this is the man we choose to elect
Then for this government I lose all respect
Married to a woman whose views are fascist
Her own Princeton thesis shows her as racist
We do need change but not that kind
Where In God we Trust will be hard to find
Once his changes, he does enact
No longer Christian will become fact.
Remember that statement “No longer Christian" when you vote in November.
God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.
Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?
Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.
And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.
I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep.
Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.
And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.
For forty long years he came here to fish
On this third of September his last dying wish
To be remembered for being a good father and man
Reflecting as he pulls the bait from his can
He sets down his pole and draws from his pipe
Tears blend with the pond , Mother Nature will wipe
For there’s no greater medicine than this magical spot
Tranquil and whole where his first love begot
Blending hues of his children and his recently deceased wife
The pond’s rippling motion mimics his well lived life
Behold this watercolor painting of a God-centered man
A masterful moment as his hour glass runs out of sand
For Seren Robert’s Contest “Fisherman” based on the painting in Mandy’s blog
A is for Angels who guard us night and day.
B is for Blessings that God sends our way.
C is for Church, a body of believers.
D is for Devil, that hateful deceiver.
E is for Eternal Life Christ purchased with His blood.
F is for Faith in God to keep us from giving up.
G is for Grace, God's undeserved favor.
H is for Heaven, our future home forever.
I is for Incarnation, God became a man.
J is for Jesus, the Son of God, the Great I Am.
K is for Kingdom, God's kingdom will never end.
L is for Love, on God's love we can depend.
M is for Miracles, wondrous things only God can do.
N is for New Birth - if you'll believe in Jesus, you'll be born anew.
O is for Obedience, God's Word we must obey.
P is for Promises, God keeps the ones He's made.
Q is for Quick,our Lord is quick to forgive our sin.
R is for Resurrection, Jesus died but rose again.
S is for Scripture, God's love letter to you and me.
T is for the Truth we'll find if the Scriptures we will read.
U is for Unity, in Christ we are united as one.
V is for Victory, through Jesus our battles are won.
W is for Worship, our God is worthy of honor and praise.
X is for X-alt the Lord with voices and hands raised.
Y is for Yahweh, the Hebrew name for God, so holy.
Z is for Zeal, a fervent devotion to God wholly.
This is just a taste of the treasure you will find,
If you will read and study God's holy Word divine.
For Cyndi's Z is for Zariah ABC Couplet contest.
Eternal life begins with baptism
It continues through death and have no end
The stained colored glass of flying things as the dragon flies beauty of true beings from creation flying from the fifth day myths may fly after the seventh phase devil is in the details but he has no wings upon his belly he must go lying to everything Heavenly-fall -Sky-Luxuriant-Dragon-lord of flies-Youth but proof is older and will outlast the lies for it is truth God’s creatures receiving the blame from the inane as in man’s dismay superstitions give way to bane To some Horse stinger devils dart devil's needle ear sewer to some it is the nymphs giving rise to an ancient lore Power of flight and light but Lucifer’s lies will not stay land and water the beast does rise not to your dismay It is not a dragon that will ever again fly for truth does rise is a story of a simple creation of God’s winged things do fly The truth is a dragonfly’s glassy wings and birds do sing God is true love and does give life to all on the wing
Copyright © 2008 #03
4/12/2008 // (Edited: 1/22/2013/lp
(a historical glimpse of humanity's rise)
*This poetic epic begins with the
greatest sin against humanity
*This poem is dedicated to all
serving and protecting the
¨Basic Rights of Mankind¨
Once, mankind was forgiven from sin
but continue to embrace it like a trend
After the Flood many nations strolled
some didn´t want true history told
All mankind has got to realize
humanity had been vandalized
A few condemmed HIM to a Cross
and mankind became a hope lost
His testimony was like no other
a promise bonding men as brothers
So, was it hate, shame or pride?
The Shroud of Turin now abide
Something embedded itself into minds
their egos separated mankind thru time
From images of Christ to the Sphinx
mankind altered their faces with ink
Societies increased across the land
but some became marauding bands
Enslaved many to learn their ways
called indentured servants nowadays
Learning finally opened many minds
forbidden to most throughout time
Conquering became a lust
many thought they must
Barbarians embraced warfare
believing in war over prayer
Some journeyed to build
but most decided to steal
Robbing nations precious gold
slaughtering the young, and old
another story that was not told
Saw oppressing others was nice
ensnared some as their sacrifice
Oppression increased in the land
because of the barbarian's plan
Their business began to boom
and corruption shot to the moon
America, land of morality and hope
still someone was signing for dope
Capital´ism made a few very rich
sin and immorality, Islam tried to fix
paganism and Communism a glitch
a conflict to shove Christianity in a ditch
Old governments embraced the Klan
still got history's blood on their hand.
Kept society busy with Santa Claus
knowing its origin is spiritually false
They knew global warming was real
maybe too late, this just sent a chill
Interested learning secrets of the brain
Drug gangs driving societies insane
Kids with little future left in sight
hopes dwindled like the Knight
Then, later came Robin Hood
with good news from the wood
Someone revived human rights
still, some decided not to fight
No need for humantarian crises
diabolical plans rolling the dices
These sinful plans between hands
slaughtering the lambs of the land
We need to fix this mess
before we come to rest
Most of world history twisted
some are now rying to fix it
For some Nations, it was too late
capital'ism quickly sealed their fate
Africa was a continent very rich
...now realizing it is in a ditch
never should´ve trusted Mitch
I even heard the Rossette Stone
was hidden in someone´s home
The secrets of Giza
painted in Mona Liza
Even the Eyptian Sphinx
tried to give mankind a wink
now hides her missing links
And, the pyramids contained a sacred Key
stolen by those not wanting us to be free
Someone hide Pandora´s Box
with final desination Fort Knox
Even, saw the Bible's Holy Grail
shipped by Fed-Ex Express Mall
Most gold, and precious artifacts
was found stolen, and hijacked
It´s hard for most to understand
they kept us busy with their plan
So, in this life we must cast our vote
moving forward with faith and hope
Those affected have become a scorn
got them hungry from dusk to dawn
World economies causing a recess
ego and pride got us in a big mess
The Middle East became a feast.
I wonder who planned that piece?
They say Mohammed started this fuss.
through history who dare finger Guss?
These differences in world religions
still affecting mankind's decisions
Humanity began in Africa and Irak
but millions destituted in a shack
The Americas to China has similiar pain
but yrants' view them as a social stain
And, there was oil for food
but someone became rude
So, once again East meets West
fighting over another treasure chest
Expenses reaching trillions
recovery costing billions
death in the millions
The greatest gift is charity
why concentrate on disparity?
We need to fix this mess
or earth soon to rest
Mismanagement of world funds
resources available by the tons
The poor and depair need more
still someone's locking the door
Feeling no guilt with pride
and the fortunes they hide
Corruption and terrorism sown
by a few of government´s own
Someone´s selfish plans ahead
have now made us very afraid...
maybe baked or nuked instead
Distitute's nourishment is baked dirt
nothing else or their stomachs hurt
Most of the time with nothing to eat
weeping for a peaceful night sleep
The 3 pathways to Heaven are narrow
selfish can learn from the sparrow.
When the next ATOM splits and divide
some gonna try to run and hide
knowing they deceived many and lied
So, don´t worry about a thing tonight
soon GOD will make things alright
Then, all children will be able to play
The Prince of Peace will come to stay
So, remember before it´s over
they too needed a shoulder
Alive are my embers
Alive in great numbers
Taking life from my dreams
Those irreal ones, so it seems
Yet, their motto is to burn and to flare
Even when without an ounce of air
Having their basis in hope
They make me climb every slope
A dream or a sign
To discard, I would never deign!
A mystery brought forth in a temple
When misery and despair came in ample!
Alive are still my embers
A decade later life still clambers
Yet, as long as I breathe and write
My embers shall bring me to my light
For the contest Burning Embers