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The Accolade

 Fighting mid the strong and bold,
His eye and blade were keen;
Marching like a thund'ring storm
On foes of Faith, his queen.

Now returned in victory
Upon his mighty bay,
Set he off to Langley Tow'r
Her summons to obey.

"John the Squire," the footman called,
And held the oaken door;
Faith, it seemed, had gleaming eyes
Like never once before.

"John! 'tis good to see thee hale,"
The queen exclaimed, and rose:
Tales have sped to Langley's gates
Of many broken bows."

"God has saved me whole and well,
By prayers, I ween, of thee;
Tell me please, my lady Queen
What service I may be."

Saying thus, the squire bowed
And doffed his burnished helm;
Struck in awe by Faith, his love,
The queen of Arthur's realm.

"Gilbert saith," rehearsed the queen,
"That deeds of thee are done
Greater yet than those of Wat 
Or even Henry's son."

Tears bedecked her youthful face,
And glistened in the light;
John the Squire, as she had hoped,
Had done her favour right.

"Nay!" the humble squire cried,
"This word is not so true!
How could I, the meanest squire,
Perform the deeds they do?"

"Hush!" It was a firm command;
"I'll hear these lies no more; 
Kneel before me, Squire John,
A knight shall leave the door."

Down before the queen he knelt,
He pledged his knighthood true;
Swore her ev'ry small command
With cheerful heart to do.

From his side she drew his sword,
She struck the accolade;
"Thus the greatest knight," she said,
"Is from a squire made."

From her hand the sword did fall,
It clashed upon a stone:
"John, if battle claimed thy life,
How could I be alone?"

"God has prospered all my ways;
My Queen, I praythee, cease!
Soon these wars shall claim our foes,
And Britain be in peace."

Faith remained there by her throne,
With light upon her hair;
Not one maid of Camelot
Was even half so fair.

"God be with thee evermore,"
She bravely said at last;
"Guard and keep thee from the foe
Until the very last."

John the Knight farewell did bid,
And swiftly rode away:
When the wars were hammered out,
He'd be a king in May.


  For the Famous Art contest. Inspired by the painting "The Accolade" -1901 by Edmund Blair Leighton. 


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Rapture's Light

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I’ve been through hell all thro’out my life.
And I’ve had all kinds o’ different strife.
And I’ve been hard-press’d.
And I’ve been depressed.
And just when I thought I got the hang o’ things,
They change, and they rearrange.

I’ve done all sorts o’ things.
Stupid things. Crazy things.
But now times have changed.
And everything has rearranged.
And all that I e’er knew,
Has come back to bite you.

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

So listen closely as I tell what’s happened to the world.
The world’s spun it’s last spin and has finally hurled.
The Hea’nly Host has brought us up.
All us Christians, that is, pup.
Anyone listening to this,
is more ‘an likely in any state but bliss.

If this is bein’ heard,
Then e’eryone is real disturbed.
You may’ve just witnessed all of us disappearing,
But there’ll still be another hearing.
Like it’s been for all of life, ‘cept for this one instance that is,
You may come to meet the Lord after you perish.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I shall end this now for I’m ent’rin the Pearly Gates o’ Heav’n.
It’s more beautiful than can be describ’d by any Reveren’.
If somehow this reaches you people on Earth,
Remember this one thing from the hearth.
There’ll always be hope, so stay strong!
Don’t worry, this torture won’t last long.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!


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Don't make a monkey out of me

Don’t make a Monkey out of me


I didn’t come out of the ocean
I didn’t fly in the air
My family tree has no Monkeys
So don’t you even dare

I’m not a monkey’s uncle
The Bibles very clear
I’m from the Son of God
On this I have no fear

I didn’t crawl on my belly
Laid no eggs in the sand
Divine heavenly creation
Produced this son of man

               Chorus

So don’t make a monkey out of me
We never went swinging on the trees
I never, ever ran on all fours
So don’t make a Monkey out of me


We didn’t come from Aliens
No super powerful race
They didn’t come and see us
From far out in space

The earth was made by Almighty
The angels watched and sang
It wasn’t a sudden combustion
The Idiots call Big Bang

There is no Earthly proof to see
Through out all of the years
The only missing link you’ll find
Is the one between your ears
 


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LIFE LIKE A ROAD

                              Everyone 
                          enjoys to take 
                       a ride or just
                   to go for a leisure stride. 
                    Long winding road
                       Wide and free
                            or a narrow
                         straight route 
                    Lure to the eye and for a try
                      promising pile of trees 
                         on pied each a natural
                           beauty pride. Lights...
                        Signals on both sides
                      Providing travelers a guide
                       Keeping them always 
                    on safe side... Our 
                  BREATH of LIFE is like a ROAD
                    Each passing night and day
                       there's a heavy or light load
                       Sometimes a mystery 
                     with a puzzle code
                    Each one efforts 
                  careful to decode
                Thanks, THERE IS GOD
                  that abides... ALWAYS THERE
                    NEVER ON UNDISCOVERABLE HIDE
                      Through all blessings 
                         and trials tide. Bumps 
                      and accidents slowing
                   Even stopping the glide
                      Problems buffering
                             life's tide... Ethics, 
                           justice and society snide
                             they may equal to a lie
                            Whatever comes
                          however things maybe
                       Don't stop; Keep going. Even on a 
                   Dark cocoon... KEEP BELIEVING! KEEP WIN-
              NING! a road like never ending  until it reaches 
          a happening may it be a grand or simple celebration of life
       what is essential... YOU PASSED EACH WAY LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST
LIKE - IT - IS - YOUR- LAST NOT SAVING THE BEST FOR LAST.. so I never stopped..
Despite heartaches.. Hardships I went through.. I hold on..I keep moving.. Growing..loving.. For at the end of this road there - face to face at last with my Creator.

(C) olive_eloi
10:29am
REVISED: MAY 05, 2014

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Sponsor: Kelly Dreschler
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FRIES AND MAN

Crunchy golden brown potatoes
Cut unevenly into strips sticks
One maybe half, one and two inches long
Best eaten after freshly fried

So thus us, creations of God
Unequal to wit, might and talents
Yet, daily equip in battle of growing
Not on failing but succeeding

The fries eaten plain or flavored
So is man simple and favored
The fries a fine finger food
So is man by nature is born good

Either served on plate or pouch
Us humans ready to serve and touch
Sometimes bitten bit or whole
Us humans molded clever or fool

by: olive_eloi
10:07am
01/19/2014

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Here Comes The Bride

Here comes the bride all dressed in white
Kneeling clean and pure before her Groom, 
the Lord, the Lamb who was slain in order
to take all the sins away... saved to live
all of her life with her beloved in eternity...
to be able to shine before the Father covered
by the Blood of truth, the life and the way.
The ultimate betrayal was forgiven when on that
hellish day we turned away from our first love
and ran into the waiting arms of evil.
Even now in this day and age, many of His children,
the children of the Lord are truly far... far away even
though they say they are so very close.
I at times can be included in this aspect of things
when I am not focused on what needs to be, for
we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but 
with the powers and principalities that exist.
Our Lord and Groom asked us to pick the one we 
want to be with now and then in the forever.
So let us be brave and walk boldly into the shadows
to disperse the darkness inside, knowing that the
final victory is already  His.


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An eye for an eye

Though I am not considered to be a Christian, [I love most religions] But I lover to read the gospels of Mark and Mathew, so I wrote them all in verse...Peter

Eye for Eye.

Folk were listening to our lord
Such a crowd had gathered round
The news of this enigma
Had spread from town to town.
The multitudes all came to him
To hear the words he spake
He’d been speaking there for quite a while
And the day was getting late.

The lord with Passion in his tone
He told those multitudes
{There were poor and rich, and saints and sinners
The good Lords words, their food}
He said to them “now you have heard
An eye for eye, and tooth for tooth
But I give you another law
So listen to my truth”.

“Do not resist an evil person
When struck on the right cheek
Turn to him the other also
Just hear these words I speak
If someone wants to sue you
And take your tunic too
Then let him have your cloak as well
This, I do say to you”.

If someone makes you walk a mile
Then walk with him for two.
Give what one may ask you for
This be the thing to do.
If someone would borrow from you
Then do not turn away.
Hear ye this, it be the truth
These words you hear me say”.


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The Road Not Undone

The road you started, you left not undone
You have risen with the morning sun
We give thanks to you Lord for taking away the sin
For all the glory, we know you have won
The road you started, you left not undone
You rose wth the new morning sun
We give thanks to you Lord for all you have done
The wine and the bread to remind us
We drank in one accord 
The road you started, you left not undone
You have broken the bonds 
And have lifted us taking us home
Upon the road you left undone 


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The Mirror of Abaddon

Fourteen-thousand years ago, a devil played a game
In his garden with an angel whom I shall not name.
The angel won or so he thought, “Now you must pay what’s due”
I’ll take your mirr’, your favorite one,  and break the thing in two.

The mirror was a magic one of evil dark and black
“The beauty of a perfect world, now what’s the fun in that?
This one’s far better, it twist, it pulls it shrinks before my eyes.
Instead of showing true reflections, this one shows me lies”

“I’ll tell you what, you won it fair, it’s yours but let’s do more;
I’ll help you break it here and now and it will be no more.”
The angel smashed it into two, his hammer in his hand.
“But why stop there?”, the devil said and smashed it into sand

The Devil grinned, “Good work my friend. See, I don’t even care”
He scooped a handful of the dust and blew it in the air.
Among the people of the earth, the grains of mirror blew.
The angel warned them “Close your eyes!” and blew his trumpet too

“What gift is this?” some people thought, Eve’s lesson was not learned.
and soon awoke with crusty eyes that itched and teared and burned.
“I see it now!” the faithless said “I am no longer blind!”
“Don’t be cross” the devil said, "Their eyes see now like mine".

Some were seized with a panicked fear, “The enemy is nigh!”, 
and with cruel rocks marched on their neighbors and sentenced them to die.
Others were charmed by shiny stones “Supplies are running out!”
The simple gifts that God had given were left to lay about.

Some saw themselves with grandeur high “I’ll wear this mighty crown”, 
I’ll be the King, you be the serf, and bow when I’m around.
The other ones yoked to the plow, “These types aren’t men at all”.
I’ll tolerate your presence if you're at my beck-and -call.

Of arrogance and fear and greed the mighty nations grew.
And men would starve and wars would rage for these unfaithful few.
So hear me now you righteous ones whom the devils would refuse:
In the game of life Good always wins, but bad will never lose.


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His love

In His arms I am at peace.
For His love I cannot fathom.
A love that would pursue you.
Never letting you out of His sight.

I am a sinner. Yet He loves me.
Had His very last breath.
So that I could be with Him.
Eternity I wait.

A perfect love.
You cannot escape.
A light to our lives.
He holds my soul now and forever more.


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A Dead Girl's Final Wish

Music is my home,
Written when I am alone.
Nobody is hear to save me as I slash
 my wrists and they turn scarlet.
 My mother and father walks through the door,
 my mother screams and ,
my father seems dazed,
The doctor say if it was not for the fact,
 That my heart was not strong i would have survived,
The boy and girl who pushed me to commit sucide,
 spits  and dance on my grave,
they defile it and call me names,
 even though i am dead i will still hear them,
talk and say mean things,
to my mother and father,
They spread rumors that are untrue,
A voice calls out and asks me what
I want to do?
 I cry out let me live give me a second chance,
I'll grant you this calls the voice,
The next thing I know I am in a hospital in the intensive care unit,
I try to speak my mother puts her finger to my lips she is crying,
i Had been on the way to the morgue when my eyes open and i started to breathe,
The same bestfriend who i have known all my life has finally shown her jealous side 
 and called me a witch, and a zombie, or even a creature from hell.
They Took her to the other side of the hospital and put her in the physchartric unit,
The boy went to jail for attempted murder and i knew i had a plan lined all out for me


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Three friends

It could be one, it could be two
And it could be three
The friends I have, I hold them close
Because they comfort me

Sometimes there’s only one I call
To tell my feelings too
And other times it might take two
Before I can get through

And if I want to make a point clear
And call on all of them
I will do it oh so gladly
And talk to all my friends 

They are all important to me
Each and everyone
And the help that they give me
It is second to none

These friends that I speak of fondly
Have very special gifts
The encouragement’s they offer
Gives me a wondrous lift

And these three friends could be yours too
It is not an idle boast
Just call on them and change your life
Father, Son and Holy Ghost


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Its A Christian Thing!

It’s a Christian Thing… 

When our freedoms are challenged, and our faith is denied, 
When life hangs in the balance, equality decried, 
Our solemn call to action, necessary and good, 
May be called into question, even misunderstood, 

Freedom from oppression, on which our country was built, 
Our forefathers lessons, a nation's pride now distilled, 
Building society, where freedom can ring, 
I say with great piety, its a Christian thing! 

We always acknowledge, those with different views, 
Afford them the privilege, and the freedom to choose, 
But we built this great land, in this peculiar way, 
To give freedom to man, and what he has to say. 

But let us not forget, the reasons for these freedoms, 
To each serve our Lord best, and unite in these seasons, 
For it is love of our neighbors, of which we now sing, 
Our response to our Savior, it’s a Christian thing! 

America the beautiful, of which I am proud, 
Patriotic and dutiful, we answer out loud, 
Don’t tread on us, or our God given rights,
Don’t give us causes, for which we will fight.

Now as a nation, we will turn the other cheek,
For we’re taught patience, and when to be meek,
But don’t doubt for a moment, our resolve or the power of our sting,
As we give you time to foment, it's simply a Christian thing.


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LIKE A COFFEE

Bright morning on the sidetable, I sat
Barely awake to relax on my butt
I began to search my favorite cup
For in early hours, it is a stat

In the range, I place a teapot
Checking sure the water is hot
Usual time, it rang on dot
Sending me signal ready it's hot

I place sugar, coffee and cream
Observing each grain drop in stream
I get a spoon stirring it round
Careful not to make any sound

I like not sweet nor bitter
The more I taste, it's better
So thus life, the more you live
The more things you will achieve

Of fortune and wealth
Of people's love and health
Of dreams and ambitions
Of contentment and satisfaction

Each year, a person gets older
I hope one doesn't get colder
Rather, he or she must be bolder
Pursue life's hurdles and wonder

Either of these, go with life's stir
Mixture of circumstances like elixir
Through every joys and tears
God is with you, don't fear..

by: olive_eloi
1:04am
01/29/2014


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The Market Girl's Smile

She bowed her head to the ground,
Focused on the grains of dust,
Her skin glistened in the morning sun,
Sparkling like the rarest opal to be found.

Whenever she rarely raised her crown,
I would look straight into the portholes to her soul,
And see a princess who had been locked away,
My gaze confused her, she returned to looking down.

As she carried her load, she would not move slow,
The way a snail does when he carries his home,
In the small busy alleys, she transported like a squirrel,
She seemed rather troubled, I just wanted her face to show.

When she finally stopped I gave her a smile.
A smile to let her know that this time is only for a season,
A smile to let her know that this struggle is for a reason,
A smile to remind her that there is One guiding her every step,
                                                                            Cradling her heart,
                                                                            Calming all her fears.

I hugged her as we parted ways,
And as I broke away,
I experienced raw beauty,
Beauty in its original form, its original state
What you would understand to be a gracious smile,
I saw as her soul beaming out through her facial features,
She had been ignited like a mountain cave torch.

It was amazing to see her whole aura reset.
The market girl’s smile, I will never forget.


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Listen

Listen to the buzzing, in your ears,
Listen to the humming, of your fears,
Listen to the baby, crying inside,
Listen to the pleading, in your lover's eyes.
Listen to the music, you have never played,
Listen to the sinner, who's never been saved.
Listen to the empty, silence of your mind,
Listen to the whispers, of man kind.
Listen to the never, heard nor seen,
Listen to the listener, who has never been.
Listen to the monkey, you know you really are,
Listen to the wise man, who's never been that far.
Listen to the dying, crying man,
Listen to the bottle, buried in the sand.
Listen to meaning, you never really meant,
Listen to the letter, you never really sent.
Listen to the lovers, who loved another one,
Listen to the brothers, torturing their mum.
Listen to the noisy, who never say a thing,
Listen to the silent, crying deep within.
Listen to the never, ever really said,
Listen to the dead man, laying in his bed.
Listen to the flying, dying man,
Listen to the solid, only made of sand,
Listen to the night time, they told you that was day,
Listen to the meaning, they stole an took away.
Listen to the singer, who never made a sound,
Listen to the thunder, in the lightning cloud.
Listen to the voices, you never hear within,
Listen to the last train's whistle, whistling.


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If I only had a chance

If I only had a chance
To show you how I feel
You would surely know
That my feelings are real

It would only take a minute
To move upon your heart
And look into your eyes
Knowing I'll always do my part

Just to whisper in your ear
while holding you close to me
saying we're made for each other
like we are suppose to be

Just for my dear friend
I want to put you in a trance
And really blow your mind
If I only had a chance.


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The cleansing of the temple

The cleansing of the temple.

On reaching they Jerusalem
Our Lord and his disciples
They went into the holy temple
And Jesus saw it all
The nonsense that was going on
Those vendors selling doves
And money lenders everywhere
In this place just made for love.

Our savior saw this going on
I t irked him quite a bit
He turned these dealer’s benches over
He was having none of it
He would not let folk carry things
Through the temple on that day
He taught the people that were there
Said “The scriptures, this they say”

“My house it be a place of worship
For all nations to enter
But you have made it so I see
An awful kind of center
Where robbers hide” thus said our lord.
When the chief priests heard of this
Those teachers of the Law of Moses
Well this they’d not dismiss.

Their eyes were dark and anger rose
Within their foolish minds
Oh, they became afraid of him
Their hearts, they were unkind
They saw that he had reached the people
Who were amazed at him
And so they looked for ways to kill him
Their minds all hard and grim.



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Fisher of Men

If I should fly this earth tonight
somewhere between two sleeps
to the beating of a rythm
in the cadence my heart keeps

My heart shall beat its measure
to the faucet's broken seam
that leaks my mind to other worlds
and begs my soul to dream

I dream I fish for souls of men
seawater drops the looking glass
My ship is coming on the tide 
I pray this vessel be my last

The souls of men shall be my treasure
of which I'd fill the cargo hull
for nothing fills my heart with pleasure
like fishing for men's souls

So on, and on, and on I fish
while the dripping cuts the seam
that leaks my mind to all dimensions
and frees my soul that beams

For while I'm pleasedwith bigger fish
it's the smaller ones I rue
The schools of the smaller souls 
my nets keep passing through

So finer nets than theseI'll need 
and time's no cost to me it's true
these finer nets I need take time
God rest my weary crew

These finer nets my looms will spin
and for these I count the cost
The smaller souls I'll catch in time
before they're even lost

I know the winds of fortune
are fickle with their kiss
but I know just what the future holds 
an eternity of bliss

So if I fly this earth tonight
somewhere between two sleeps
to the beating of that rythm
in the cadence my heart keeps


I'll send my prayers straight up to God
in the twinkling of an eye
To save those souls a wandering
before they even die

God save me from the devil's hand
and spare me from the rod
My heart is broken from this world 
I give my soul to God

I follow stars by ship at night
and sail all seven seas
to find the souls of men who're lost
by ones, and twos, and threes

My destiny was never wrote
my fate was ne'r decreed
My choices all were made for naught
for this my heart will bleed

So if I fly this earth tonight
somewhere between two sleeps
to the beating in the rythm
of the cadence my heart keeps

My ship's a coming on the tide
and fishing is my game
all the souls I've caught thus far
will never be the same

My ship's a coming on the tide
and sunshine rays come down
another soul is caught in time
they're lost and then they're found


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A GUARDED SEX

A lot says they like me
A lot says they want me
A lot dares to need me
A lot dares to love me

But, who can I trust?
To whom can I entrust?

I permitted love thrice
Perhaps, these made me despice
Most men alike and entice
Intentions appear bad not nice

I never fear this so called sex
How these persons put in context
Sex - a physical expression of love
If love or just lust, comes my doubt

How I want to share that feeling
Fast heartbeats and ragged breathing
Climax or pleasure unending
Whole night til dawn sleeping

I am on a careful guard
Even If my body retards
Or it will be a little hard
Don't even care if long ward

As this can wait
this can wait

by: olive_eloi
9:42am
01/20/2014

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A River of Water of Life



" A River of Water of Life ... "

( Based On Revelation 22: 1 )



A River of Water of Life ...
Clear As Crystal, Sparkling In Brightest Son-Light
Flowing From The Throne of GOD and The Lamb
Watering Trees, Whose Leaves Cure Those Once Damned

(Rev. 22: 3)
For No More Will There Be Any Curse
When A River of Water of Life, Flows On Earth
From The Throne of GOD and The Lamb
Watering The Healing-Harvest For All GOD's Humans

... Drinking From A River of Water of Life



And We Will Splash & Play In Rainbows & Swim
By The River of Water of Life, Clear As Crystal Gems
Where On The River's Sides, Grows Trees of Fruited-Limbs
Basking In The Glorious, Loving Light of  HIM

... and We'll Be Singing Hymns - By A River of Water of Life



As A River of Water of Life ...
Will Replenish Earth's Eden - Paradise
From The Source - JEHOVAH God  &  King Jesus Christ
Where The Whole World Is Fully Blessed & Baptized ...

By A River of Water of Life ...
Clear As Crystal, Sparkling In Brightest Son-Light
Flowing From The Throne of GOD and The Lamb
Refreshing All Those, As Grateful As I Am ...

For A River of Water of Life ...


      Written & Copyrighted ©:  2/20/2014
                 by:  MoonBee  Canady




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But Only Live For Me This Day

My worry so bittersweet, leaves me so incomplete.
I am so easily swept up in the scrambled rush of society,
a society that makes utter madness seemed as perfumed
as the essence of myrrh.
Fears come not from God above, but from the prince of
darkness here below.  So I cry out for mercy, help and
compassion for such a great sinner as I.
I fall down upon my knees onto the rough ground of a
desert oasis, I pray to God to help me be ok and follow
Him in a better way.
Hearing the gentle but insistent rustle of the cottonwoods,
I am certain that my Lord has found me.  He says to me, 
"My daughter in order to be the first in My Kingdom you 
must indeed be the last in this realm of the tormentor's
deadly grasp.
Do not worry for tomorrow My child, but only live for Me this
day.  For just remember the price paid to bring you new life
during each day and the someday forever... because forever
you will be with Me while knowing that there will be no end."
With a joyful laugh I scolded the devil for trying to make 
another mess of my life.  I make an effort to end my internal
strife and ward away the tense wrinkles that would mar my
tender face. For the whole truth is that God had just put me
in my place for His sake and mine.  His love for me was right
on time.


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Did you forget who you are

Did you forget?
Did you forget that you are born of spirit?
Did you forget who you are?
Remember this.

You are not a mistake,
you were always known,
you're naturally fine 
more than flesh and bone.

There's another way.
it's a straighter path,
it's a brighter peace,
beyond Earth's wrath.

So follow me 
to the farthest shore,
where there are no more tears,
forever more

So drop the mask
and end this game
listen to my voice 
and remember this name

The name is Jesus 
He's the King of Kings
the prince of peace
of whom Heaven sings

Know this promise
you're a child of God
who lives for eternity
and can't be robbed

so whatever has happened
or whatever is wrong
the debt has been paid
for the price of a song

His blood has been shed
and it won't be shed twice
it was once and for all
and will ever suffice

So all is forgotten
and let it never be said
that you owe a debt
cause Jesus' blood has been shed

So did you forget?
Did you forget who you are?
Did you lose your way?
Are you lost in the dark?

Listen to my voice
as I shout in the dark
as I call you each by name
allow light to spark

a roaring flame
that will show the way
out of this world
what else can I say?

You'll not be abandoned
or ever left behind
I'll carry you home
so let me remind

Remind you of hope 
that will carry you through
just remember that name
Jesus!


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The mustard seed

A mustard seed

Our savior told a story
In his usual way
He tried to make folk understand
As he did on many a day.
He said with voice all soft and calm
“What be it like? God’s heaven
What story can I use today
How can I tell you then?”

“It be like what happens then
When a mustard seed
Is planted there beneath the soil
It be so small indeed
“And yet” he said “once it be planted
So large the tree does grow
And spreads its branches all around
Gives shade where birds can go”

Our Lord, he used these stories
When he did talk to folk
And all that then could understand
They gained from words he spoke
He told folk naught without these stories
Yet to his twelve disciples
He explained then everything
To them he told it all.

2005





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HIS UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

HIS AROMA KEEPS ME WANTING MORE FOR HE IS THE ONE THAT I LOVE AND ADORE.

HIS PRESENCE IS WELL KNOWN TO ME IT KEEPS ME GROUNDED AND I HAVE BEEN SET FREE.

HIS LOVE OVERSHADOWS ALL THAT IS UNCLEAN AND UNREAL.

FOR HIS LOVE IS SOMETHING THAT I CAN FEEL.

I WANT MORE OF HIM AND MORE OF HIS LOVE.

MORE OF HIS AROMA FOR THERE IS NO ONE LIKE HIM.

HE IS ONE OF A KIND A SPIRITUAL BEING THAT IS NOT HARD TO FIND.

HE FLOWS IN HIS LOVE FOR ALL TO SEE HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON SO WE COULD BE
FREE.

I CRAVE FOR HIM AND ALL THAT HE HAS TO GIVE FOR I AM NOT WORTHY OF ANYTHING 
THAT HE HAS TO GIVE.

HIS FRAGRANCE IS SWEET AND PLEASANT TO ME.

WHEN I AM IN HIS PRESENCE I AM FREE.

HIS UNCONDITIONAL LOVE IS UNDENIABLE, UNEXPLAINABLE AND TRUE TO MY SOUL.

HIS LOVE IS THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD.


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HAPPY HOUR

It's Recess, or whatever 
He calls his downtime.  God's 
at play in the sky, bowling popcorn 
balls of cumulus against the walls 
of a candy sky.  He does not wear 
a long white beard, or flowing 
robes. He's shaved, and
got his rompers on.


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rooted

This is a day my God has made
constructed within His mighty hand.
He saw it good to have me placed
within the frame of time I stand.
Each season only good for me
wether the cold or heat prevail,
surely in time good fruit I'll  bare
If i trust in Him without fail.

Sometimes moved by the slightest breeze,
I start to wonder how long
before these testing tempests cease
(but they do make my branches strong).
Sometimes I contaminate the soil
with thoughts that weary me
forgetting that these seeds I sow
will reap my life's testimony.

But oh, how great is He in grace
that roots me in His love,
not a foundation as secure
as the Cornerstone above
seated at the right hand of the Father
interceding without end
on my behalf before the throne
so that I live in Him again.

Even the world withers away
but I know God's Word ever same
says I was made to give Him glory
and fleshly ways I am to tame.
bring to submission and obedience
what once was filled with worldly pride
and for His purpose I endeavour
because He's kept  me all this time.


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AWAY FROM TEMPTATION

I want money and richness
I want praises and loveliness
I want power and authority
I want prestige and popularity

I want all
I want all
I want all

Temptation is in everywhere
Greediness comes anywhere
God talks and speaks
God tests and warns peak

Falling - into, one must runaway
Giving - up, a no way too
Don't be tempted, says our God
For sins and faults makes me sad

Stay strong, you will last
Hold on, God is steadfast
Pray fervently, you must
To Him, all things you cast

by: olive_eloi
10:45am
01/20/2014

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try not be tempt..
all while don't attempt..
No one sure an exempt


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just be you

Just be yourself, that is enough, nothing else matters to anyone,
Just be you, that is all that truly matters, that is enough fun,
Just be honest, truthful, kind, caring, compassionate, 
Nobody has to expect anything else but you, 
Brown eyes, blond hair, blonde hair, green eyes, who cares?
Laugh, smile, talk openly about yourself, hiding any part of who you truly are is just 
Pretending to be someone your not, and that is not acceptable to me, for I have decided to be free and alive, like a monarch butterfly, they rollup into a cocoon to become one, they appear to the world and share their beauty, and they can't even see themselves, but the world can, and they fly around the world, free as the breeze, they don't know their own beauty, but we do, and so I remind you again,


Just be yourself to the word, you might not see your own beauty, but there is someone out there who will, and you will make a difference in their lives too, hold that head up high and smile, I know you will make a world of difference I someone's life that Wil'll last a lifetime :-) :-)


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from a father to be

I grew up without a father,
never dealing with it inside
only getting used to the absence
bt the lack did not subside.
i never learnt to fix whats broken
never learnt to be a man
never learnt to swim or sail
never thought i really can.

My father left me only fear
that i was now incompetent
to be the father he was not
to have a child, im hesitant.
But still hope withers not away
that i could be so blessed one day
to hold a gift given by God
and live to have a family.

My father left me only fear
that i might abandon my own
but children i hold very dear
and wish they not be left alone,
to fend for themselves without the guide
but have a father to be shown.
To those who, appreciate
your fathers heart, its not too late
this day is just a reminder,
 that those who have fathers
life treated kinder.