His daddy is fighting in Iraq.
His mommy is fighting tears.
His brother is fighting death.
He is fighting his desolation and fears.
Friends are but a dream
and companions are an illusion.
School is a concentration camp,
but he stands, though alone, in the midst of confusion.
His training school is loneliness.
His milestones are fears, thrust in lies.
His only weapon is faith
and his bullets are soft "hallelujah" cries.
Strength left his fragile body
and he lost the fight in life so coy,
yet on his knees he conquered agony
and I call him the little soldier boy.
God is always love
Forever seek the kingdom;
Praise the creator
Keep giving what you can give
Please endure until the end
Protecting the meek ones earth
Watching over us
Helping us to cope with life
Comforted with hope and trust
When you find rhythm
You find your hearts inner core
Celebrate the times
Make them better than before
Reminisce and dance all night
To be called ..
~ Grandma is a Honor ~
I have been blessed with 4 Grandchildren
~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb " He is God's Angel ~
~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~
For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
Time passed another gift to see
we are " Mickes" and Loved
Our Dad held the title in Baseball
~ that's how we roll ~
those children are Grandmas hero's
The Irish they love big and Family is everything
The brothers will protect the beautiful sister
~ as many lads will be calling ~
Every time my Grandson hits a home run
There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand
It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs
~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
either baseball or Art ~ you shall find your gift given
These children have been blessed~
~ a beauty to hard to describe
If you think not ~~ Take a look at the Mom
That girl can stop Traffic
after raising three and still~
"Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "
May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell
Quite frankly, I don't remember at all
You see I was quite young when I took my first fall.
Don't know which parent was there to catch me
Or how hard the decision was to stand back and let me.
Did I topple forward or backward, or who made the call.
And who scooped me up crying
After the fall.
I can't remember the joy of first letting go
And taking that step without holding on.
Groping my way forward
Leaning against the wall
I got back up
After the fall.
As the Earth spun the years flew by so fast
At 17 I finally knew everything at last!!
Unexpectedly, I fell once again,
Head over heels this time
And out on a limb.
I was so sure of that bet
I gambled it all
Heart bruised abused and then broken
After that fall.
And then I broke my own promise
To not love again.
Hungry for life
I gambled to win.
Life is a theatre of first steps first
A one act play with no time to rehearse.
Co starring in roles
Cast without planning.
"Never more" echoes
The raven still chanting.
To let darkness win all
Trusting Father to be there
After the fall.
Then the day came
When I had a son
To let him learn the word hot And hope he'd not run,
Would he still love me
Or trust me at all
When I pulled my hand back
And allowed him to fall?
And knowing I'd be there again
To help him to stand
And knowing he might never walk
If I didn't let go of his hand
And hoping he didn't revert back to a crawl
When I let go of his hand
And allowed him to fall.
As the earth kept on turning
My heart kept yearning
My son now a man
Living and learning.
He hasn't held my hand now in a very long time
The cats in the cradle slowly plays in the back of my mind.
I looked in the mirror today
And noticed my dad.
And remembered a talk that we'd never had.
Remembering how he seemed towering and tall
And was there every time
After each fall.
I lose my balance these days now and again
My steps aren't as sure
As they once might have been.
In the winter of life now
I feel so small
And wonder who'll catch me
If I take a fall.
I suppose I'll just have to trust Father
With both great things and small
To pick me up on the other side
When I take my last fall.
God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel
Beauty so pure
your character delights
my devotion forever
Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
first squeezed my finger
I'm 51 today.
51 tomorrow, yay
Was 51 yesterday.
52 is months away,
And yes I'm thankful.
Although it's not my real birthday,
It kinda is in a certain way.
I'm still alive another day.
I had the notion to celebrate.
And be thankful.
Though it's not a holiday.
Thanksgiving has come and gone away,
I'm just alive today.
For that I'm thankful.
Honestly, I am not just trying to make these lines rhyme,
Or reflect upon the deep sublime.
I'm just grateful today to be alive.
I mean really thankful.
I'm not trying to wow you with philosophy,
Or impress you with theology.
It matters not at all to me.
I just feel thankful.
So tonight I take a walk outside,
I look up into the endless sky and then I breathe.
I breathe in deep,
And I say thank you.
And maybe not just to Who you think,
Man let's throw in the kitchen sink,
And include all who've touched my life, to whom I'm thankful.
Some of you I'm glad you're gone,
Frankly you stayed a bit too long
And some you the grave stole far too soon,
And yet I'm still thankful.
Today the living and the dead
You've both been right up inside my head,
And synergized this verbal thread.
For that I'm thankful.
I close my eyes and think of Tim, named David right there toward the end.
I always smile when I think of him,
And now I listen
I heard a siren going by,
I wonder who and wonder why,
Was it a wreck, did someone die?
Yet still I listen.
Neighbors dogs are going wild.
Was that the laughter of a child.
Seems like I can hear for miles.
Still I listen.
I hear the hi-way roar of cars.
Tho I have never heard the stars
Is there really life on Mars?
Shhh brain please shut up and listen!
The soft night whispers in my ears.
Pressing through my random fears,
I stand amazed at what I hear.
And now I wonder.
I open up my eyes and see as I feel this winter breeze
The silhouette of leafless trees.
I stand in wonder
Then I wonder about the first man to ever be,
Or the first time he looked up to see
The Milky Way the galaxies.
Did he wonder?
I wonder what he did
How he loved how he lived.
If he ever lost a friend?
Man oh man I wonder.
Was he the first to dig a grave?
How it sounded if he prayed?
How he fought?
How he played?
If that man could see us all today,
What would he say I wonder?
In ways was he a lot like me?
Did he sometimes fear what he could not see?
Did he create unseen walls
I stand and wonder.
Did he ever hurt the ones he loved?
Did life convince him not to trust?
My great grandfather lived
My DNA is shared with him.
I wonder how we are the same,
And I don't even know his name.
Still I wonder.
Will my great grand kids know my name?
Will it even matter who's to say?
Will they look up in wonder?
Will they listen?
Will they be thankful?
Not much I can leave to them
That would matter too much in the end.
I suppose the primal hope in man
Is the hope I hope lives on in them
I hope they wonder. About the universe.
I hope they listen. To life's unspoken verse.
I hope they're thankful. Even in midst of deepest hurts.
I hope they're thankful.
I hope they listen.
I hope they wonder.
And no matter what life hands them,
I hope they hope.
If I Could Have Gotten Your Embryo
Before You Were Born
I Would Have Sheltered You Safely
and Protected Your Form ...
I'd Have Put You In My Womb
& Flowed You Knowledge Like In A Tubric
& Patted My Expanding Belly
As I Played You Music
And As You Got Ready
To Arrive From The Birth Canal
You Would've Known My Breasts
Would Be Ringing Like Welcome Bells! ...
Eager To Suckle You
Breast Feed My Own Flesh & Nourish
So You Could Grow Strong
... In Love's Encourage
I Would've Held You In Wonder
& So Close Tenderly
Amazed At This Little Bundle,
Breathing, Piece of Me ...
And When You Turned One
Or As You Sucked Your Thumb
Or Eating Baby Food Jars of Plums
... I'd Have Given You Trumpets & Drums
... And Building Alphabet Blocks
& Superman Capes
& Stuffed Teddy Bears
& Oatmeal Cookies & Grapes
I'd Have Read You Stories
From Capt. Adventure Books
You'd Have Known You Were Loved
By My Proud Mama Looks
I'd Have Spent Time With You
Showing You How To Tie Your Shoe
Rocked You If You Caught The Flu
or Any Sniffles You Went Through ...
I Would Have Played With You
& Prayed With You
From Crawling To Walking
Paved The Way For You
Yeah, I Would Have Fussed At You
& When Needed Even Spanked You Too
& I'd Meant: This Hurts Me More Than You
'Cause You're The Little Symbiot, Mama Grew
So, You Would Have Known
You Were Loved & Treasured
You Would Have Known
Your Worth Couldn't Be Measured
Nor Compared To Anyone Else
At Any Point In Time
'Cause You Are The Best
Because You Were "Mine"
* * * * * * *
But I Never Knew You
But Believe Me If I Had ...
I'd A Made Sure You Had
A Loving Mom & Dad
And You Would've Never Been Abused
Or Treated Bad ...
But From Now On Find Your Joy
To Replace What's Sad
Written & Copyrighted ©: 9/12/2013
by: MoonBee Canady
A single leaf,
Falls out of a tree above me,
As it twist and turn,
The wind blows it in my direction,
It symbolizes the ending point of my
struggles and all my pain,
It tells me that they twist and turn,
But never remain,
It takes a sudden fall next to me,
It symbolizes the thought of being
It tells me that someone is always
by my side,
As I write,
The leaf flies away,
As if it had a huge success in
Nature communicates with us in
Not with words,
But with a single leaf out of a tree.
Reflections of imperfections
have shown me a way
that I can move mountains
through my power of faith
even though I can't see him
I know he is real
through the power of prayer
and a Love that I feel
It's growing inside me
like a flower in bloom
shall I reveal my powers
or is it too soon
I am reading the signs
through my darkness I find
a reason for belief in
the light of mankind
that I know shall overcome
the greatest of odds
the Love I seek amazes me
especially through the flaws
because now I am inspired
through the hero's that bring
my throne through the darkness
on which I return on as your King.
Hostile Times II
By Nate Spears
Busted love is my Crystal Ball's fortune
My heart hurts in a torturing way
Nothing ever works in my favor
I lower my head and pray
Confessing to God
All I have to give
A 16 year old rebellious daughter
A 13 year old son that’s dead
My father is in prison; so is the one of my two kids
Is this really a way of living?
I didn’t have a choice from the days beginning
Would have a given me a chance
Walls of barriers bearing on us
On this earth we stand
Refusing to let go of this curse
If no bill is signed by Congress
My unemployment runs out next Thursday
Now I contemplate what’s next?
Sex dollars or Creflo's Dollars?
Be an honest woman; or
Be a fool that’s starving?
When pushed to the limit
All governors are discarded.
Hostile Times rains upon us
Other nations joins the honors
The Elite makes me vomit
There’s plenty of resources among us
God have mercy and let it trickle down on us
Rather than become degrading
In this pew
I choose prayer
Becoming Sunday Mornings best
Washing away my pains that become abreast; with my chest
Bringing in a new day,
For a better way
In these hostile times we live in.
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.
My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.
Will We Know Him?
Will we know Him if He stood in front of us?
If He walked by us on the street?
Will we know Him?
If we have a chance to meet Him in our lifetime?
In that split second that we meet Him?
Our eyes met for the first time?
Will we know Him?
Yes reading the moment we stood side by side?
Our smiles are very clear
Our heart jumps around
Yes we do know Him?
That look, and that feeling
When we know we've found our home
Yes we do know Him
Yes we know what to say to Him
As we walk away together
Yes we know Him as He knows us His children
We are finally together
Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.
The were the three Magi with mantels and beards, traveling
on strong camels as far as Bethlehem and having
seen a wondrous star, they began their long journey
by bringing precious gifts, but they warned Joseph and Mary
of Herod's malicious intent...so they fled to Egypt
on a donkey that never complain of a sore hip!
They believed in the Savior as Herod himself full of pride,
and being very wise, they never returned
to tell him what kind of child they had found!
They brought their gifts and knelt at a child
whose fate as foretold was to die for us all,
and he gladly accepted them hearing His Father's call!
Not having heard from the Wise Men who had lied to Him,
Herod sent his soldiers to kill all children under three: screams terrorized Bethlehem;
no, they weren't moved by their mother's painful cry
and shedding their innocent blood they revenged that lie!
O mothers of Bethlehem, Jesus knew that they were slaughtered because of Him!
O mothers of Bethlehem, you wept and moaned as they bled as a sacrificial lamb!
They believed in the Savior from what they had read,
and wanted to see for themselves the glorious event that Daniel spoken of:
the brightest star shining over Bethlehem as angels sang,
announcing Christ's birth in a small town groping on a hill of citrus and clove!
Written on December 16, 2012
A single horn
From the center of its forehead
Beauty in its essence
I simply love being me
for I am so good at everything
step into my city and they
will tell you who is King
one day when I am hungry
I will swallow everything
then and only then shall I
inherit the stuff I dream
even then I promise
not to settle for satisfaction
at any instant half a second
I could spring into full action
so go against me? please,
you do not even measure
up to half of the goodness
that I hold tight like my treasure
still spreading rumors about me
to try and destroy my life
can't believe I let myself get beat by
a stripper and my self-intended knife
try and say I'm gay
even though we both know that isn't the truth
just ask any woman I been with
if they ever needed proof
they'll say I was the cream of the crop
as they took it all night knowing
I just may never stop
I own the status of a legend
now what you got left to say
when I bring it twenty-four seven?
I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.
you think I got listen to you,
you just my kids father,
there noting between me and you,
it seem the words take you back to court is your favorite words,
get this Sheena Shenia Jackson isn't scare of no court system or even you,
its just a word that is there,
so if you ask me you just things to make women scared im not scare of you like I use to,
I have became stronger and wiser,
I have the Lord behind me,
I believe in him very strong,
so if you want to bring me back to court lets do this now,
you are just a man that God put on this earth,
and I fear no man, no woman and no body,
I am a King child forever,
by : Sheena Shenia Jackson
May 23, 2013
Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!
We walk talk like champions in the streets of nowhere planting seeds birthdays turn into funerals the life cement was not strong enough to build our hopes or blessings that petrol drive through our hidden abilities we all have spare wheels that God personally manufactured for us and He made education our only air filler for flat tires and this is why we don't stop and breath on our way to our dreams before we get admired right at this moment sum1 is getting cured through the love of spoken worded words laying clear pictures and he could name us life pitchers with endless scriptures and that's for his ears as he turns to be the world's champion
Our Ancestors fought to the death,
Just so we can live a brighter day,
So before you light up that blunt of meth,
Think about what you’re giving away,
It was a glad day in history when Obama rose to victory,
The first black president was all we knew,
Dark skin is in!
Haven’t you heard?
That even in our community,
You can get burned,
It’s a sad day when people would rather stay home and “Crank That Amber Cole”,
Than get up and run to a poll,
In our community,
Rockin’ Luis V is better than having a college degree,
And teen pregnancy is not only a trend,
But the single motherhood that follows should end,
Young girls learn of a wonderful prince to take them away,
Nothing should change thought their mothers prince didn’t stay,
And as the tears fade away,
She grows stronger every day,
In our community,
Fighting is no longer a word,
You argue with someone and shots are heard,
Girls showing places the sun don’t show,
So how do they expect the community to grow?
Where love is a figment of imagination,
Making a young child question her creation,
Young mothers would rather buy the iPhone 5,
Then satisfy her baby’s cries,
While her new man’s eye,
Wander up another girl’s thighs,
In our community,
Where #team dark skin vs #team light skin,
Makes others not love the skin they’re in,
Love, lust, hate, and trust,
Giving a rose on Valentine’s Day is no longer a must,
Where bad is good and good is bad,
Who would think to see their grandmother sad?
Her hurt and pain,
Shows how our community has lost everything her parents fought to gain.
Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!
In eternity past, the Father asks the Son to go down.
Having equal Love for humans the "Yes" comes fast.
When Creation leads to time, the world waits for 4 BC
Marking the start of the end of Satan's long rule at last.
Did Satan laugh at the poor setting for Jesus' birth here?
A cry in a cave for animals pierces the night, changing all.
Shepherds worship; later wise kings give precious gifts.
Mary and Joseph marvel, yet Herod's rage soon gives a call.
A call to leave quickly to Egypt where they'll live as refugees.
Sparing the Christ child a merciless death of those under three.
When Herod finally dies, Jesus' parents head back to Israel.
Still not fully safe from mad rule, Nazareth is their destiny.
Here the child will grow to be a man, following His parents rule.
Surprising the Pharisees with His wisdom at 12, at 30 riling them.
Preaching with authority, healing the incurable, loving the humble.
Women weep repenting at his feet; one's healed by touching his hem.
Zacchaeus risks going into a tree and finds Jesus' salvation so free.
Nicodemus comes at night to ask and ends amazed he's met God's Son
The Woman at the Well gets far more vital water than the usual kind.
And many healed can't but tell others of the miracle God has done.
The babe in the manger now stills the storm and his disciples believe
Even seeing the dead arise, like Lazarus in the tomb for four days.
Foretelling a greater rising coming but not before immense suffering.
The sword Mary was told would pierce her heart is soon on its way.
For most religious leaders cannot tolerate Jesus' lack of respect for them.
Calling them whitewashed tombs and pointing pride out to Pharisees.
Not endearing Himself with the establishment, but following God's way.
Knowing soon He'd be betrayed, arrested, tried and tortured brutally.
Still, he calmly feeds them body bread and blood wine in a final feast.
Tells them the Spirit comes, and prays they'd be one like Father and Son.
Heads to the Garden, prays to His Father for another way if possible.
Your will be done ends and the soldiers come and with Judas kiss it's done.
The most pure, innocent Man who's ever lived is now in hostile hands.
A trial by dark without witness or any rights – and off to Pontius Pilate.
Then Herod then back to Pilate whose wife dreamed Jesus was innocent.
But the people's cries to crucify win over – Jesus caught in intrigue's net.
The child of Bethlehem now hung on a Cross between two criminals.
The Light of the World by darkness and our sins is being slowly slain.
Feeling forsaken by God, but then "Into Your hands I commit my spirit."
Reunited and soon to show the world that this Child was no ordinary one.
Risen as Jesus predicted, for how can death conquer everlasting, perfect life?
From childhood to adult not one sin, not once yielding to Satan's temptations.
Proving we can have life eternal if we confess and believe in Jesus as our Savior.
Calling His followers in risen form to await the Spirit and share Christ to the nations
Capable of gross wickedness
A vile wretch
An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
Life lessons reviewed
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
My spirit alive!
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!
I see your tears,and it breaks me apart~I wanna reach across the moon to get inside your heart
I see the scar's he's left and it tears my soul up inside It makes me want to spew ice and throw fire
Down for just him to enjoy in his own forever never~ending~torturing Abyss! It's all fun & games
to him were all his little toys, God reaches one of us there's a million more for him to torture~Torment
and infest. We never learn our lesson's just keep doing each other harm~ Have you ever heard the
term were you raised in a Barn?
Close the Door, wer'e such silly kid's everyone of us~We get hurt keep it in then move on~ push communication
plum to the side.It's like a soda that's been shaken once the lid's off it explodes. If we don't deal with our feelings,
Where the Heck do you think they go?? A gentle hand is what our God really want's us to extend Don't Let the
Devil invade your Soul till you have nowhere else to go. We wonder why our children show up in school toting guns
It's because they're afraid~They are scared Theyre ALONE!
I'm looking into you and I see myself so deep within~Your a Beautiful~Shining~Spirit~Don't let the Devil get his
Muse. He's see's the flicker of a shine and it makes his heart quake and shiver deep inside. He know's his Doom and his Throne is only in place for a short time He want's to taste Now the Best & finest of the Wines. Don't worry sweet child Our
God's promises will eventually come true. We just have to guide, Love ,Teach,Retrain what it means to Truly be Kind.
Love each other Look beyond just.Me~Me~Me! We get so caught up in this world sometimes we just don't know what
Love~Love~Love~ That's the Motto I Like to Live by. There for a time I got so lost and confused Then My wonderful god
Gently~Reached out and touched my hand~Said child You've known there's alway's been I that would understand. Now Let me Show you True Love and Let me Gently guide,softly~yet~firmly,reteach,and show you your misguided ways if you'd open your eyes you'd really see there's so much work you could do. Stop rotting your Brain and coming up with
all this Bad~Self tallk and more suffered abuse. Open your eyes Be Authintic~Be Real~Don't be a Pushover~ Remove The bitterness and anger inside your Soul its not yours to keep child I told you to let that GO! But forgive and Know how to Love VERY Well. Walk in the ways you think Jesus would do~Remember all the Torture~ The pain~ Mistrust~and abuse he went through for You.
God has given us Life so Precious and Rare, So many Beautiful things that we just can't explain~Its time that we open up
and try and save this world~That's now my mission in life~I won't stop till I reach my Goal I will be part of God's Soldiers
I have nothing to hide I'm all about Truth So Devil Let's lay it on the line.This girl will be Turning your wines into Fire~The ones that I reach you'll no longer Drink from. So if you see me you better turn the corner & Run! It's Red against Red Let's Fight~Fire with Fire~ God's got many soldiers who'll stand right along beside me if I need them to!With my God no longer am I afraid of YOU!
I know of a son who turned his back on the God he once knew!
Praying for him, was all that his family could hope to do!
The truths taught to him as a child, he now began to reject!
Spending an eternity without God… He refused to accept!
He told his friends, about his “newfound theology.”
It sounded like he found some new kind of psychology.
Rather than accept the truth of God’s word, as he would find.
He would twist scripture to fit his own state of mind!
He would say; “the God of heaven and hell doesn’t exist.”
“It doesn’t matter how you live!” Is what he’d insist!
He rejected God’s gift and wonderful plan of salvation…
And chose to believe “whatever fit his own situation.”
I began to see his life sputter from a hurtful heart.
It just seemed like everything around him “fell apart.”
God wanted to help, but he didn’t believe he needed him!
God was there! But he made it clear that he didn’t believe him!
Many years went by, and this son started growing old.
He became a bitter and broken person, I’ve been told!
He did his best to remove God from his family and home.
Now, it was just him! And he was all alone!
Then one night, he cried out and called on Jesus’ name!
And confessed of all of his sin, guilt and shame!
This son, who had drifted from God for so many years…
Was filled with a true love, and a joy that brought tears!
He had returned to God! And God changed him!
God will always be faithful! And will never leave him!
Won’t you too, accept the life that God wants to give you?
He can change your life! Just because he LOVES YOU!
By Jim Pemberton
(Prov. 22: 6 / Heb. 5: 14 / Deut. 6: 6-9 / 2 Tim. 3: 13-15, 16 / Matt. 19: 13, 14)
- cont. - from Part 1
And The Same Can Be Said
Of A Young Child’s Impressionable Mind
It Needs To Be Nurtured At Home
Or It Will Eat Every Junk & Stuff They Find
And You Can’t Let A Child
Follow Its Every Whim …
No Matter How Brilliant or Smart
Dumb Things Will Make Them Dim
But Parents Try To Remember
Just When You Were Young …
Didn’t You Just Want To Act Stupid
And Have Some Friends & Fun?
Every Child Needs To Know
What & Who They Can Trust …
This Is More Important Than That Job
& Making Big Bucks
Every Child Needs Guidance
Even If Parents Are Just Guessing
But There Is A Book of Instructions
To Keep Parents & Child From Stressing
(2 Tim. 3: 15, 16)
It Is A Compass & A Map
& Its Like Reading A Diary of Confessions
Where Both Parents & Children
Can Learn About Real Life Lessons
(Matt. 4: 4 / Matt. 19: 13, 14)
And We Need To Start Training Them Young
From The Crib & From The Womb
Give ‘Em Plenty Space & Privacy
But Know What’s Going On In That Room!
‘Cause Newsflash! … Now Hear This
When Children Get Wrong Ideas or Tears
It’s Up To Loving Parents & Families
To Steer Them Free & Clear
Yes, Newsflash! … Now Know This
Children Don’t Know Nuthin’!
It’s Up To Responsible Adults
To ‘Try’ & Teach Them Somethin’ …
Their Bright Little Eyes & Minds
Are Looking To Us For Advice
And We Have To Watch Their Little Heads
So They Don’t Get Infected With Lice!
Yes, Their Bright Eyes & Minds
Are Looking To Us For Advice
& There Is Not Enough or Too Much Time
That We Could Sacrifice
And Without The Rod of Discipline
Whether Spanking or Time Out On The Floor
Loving Communication Is What Keeps Them
From Being Spoiled & Rotted To The Core
Look – Grandmamma Used To Tell Me
“If Everybody Is Sticking Their Head In The Fire
And They Tell You It Won’t Hurt …
You Tell ‘Em ‘You’re A Liar!’”
Listen, We All Can See That This World
Is Going To You Know Where In A Hand-Basket
But You Don’t Have To Let Them Group You & Yours
Into That Casket …
And When A Child Wants To Eat Candy
‘Cause It Tastes Good – All Day Long!
When You Tell Them “No!”
Listen … You Ain’t Wrong!
Written & ©: 7/16/2013
By: The MoonBee
Three hundred million years elapsed with black skies
Three hundred million more went on in gray
Then one day a tepid dawn came on with brilliant light
Distinct rays or beams of light broke through the clouds
A tiny sliver of cloudy blue shot through, contrasting on the gloom
In a sudden revelation of life and light, the sky broke open
The gown of the heavens turned vivid white and powder blue
Colors of the rainbow exploded on the land
The blue of sky, the white of clouds, are in fact the gown of Mary
She glided down and gently touched the oceans of the earth
When Mary reached the land she treads on serpents heads
With her naked foot she crushed them dead
She had a baby just in time for Christmas, like a perfect virgin
The timing could not be more precise
At Christmas time she had the baby Christ
One day I hope to call Him Dad
When Satan leaves the land and all is done
Then I will sleep in Mother Mary’s arms in peace
According to the plan
The name “Jesus”
When He was a Jew
The name “Christ”
When He was baptized to Christian
One Christmas star
Life dusts disperse.
A child of God
Like trees in sod.
All on Earth laud.
December 8, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: DESIDERATA
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I Chose Theme #2
a manifestation of a deity or released soul in bodily form on earth; an incarnate divine teacher.
There was a schoolboy,
He would always say,
Why do bad things happen,
Why must we suffer in this way?
A wise man answered him,
It's because of sin,
Adam ate the fruit,
In the Garden of Eden.
It's so not fair,
He would say,
Because he ate,
Why should we pay?
The wise man asked,
But why should we go free,
Because one Man,
Died on a tree?
He pointed to the cross,
Where our Savior died,
The boy scratched his head,
His ears open wide.
We were cursed by just one man,
Then saved by another,
It's all part of God's plan,
Which is fair he discovered.
today i saw what i feel what was real was not real neither was the idea. Brains shot down in the street like dogs because the veil is still worn on the face. No man know the time when it will all be real. You ever heard of people praying for worse days. As i sit in my maze wondering where the last step took the next, i begin to see that there is epoh some call it hope i see it as something else. i see it just like you saw that ferrari in your drive ways a few minutes ago. time flies so what does the past do? the future must not be too far from the present. As the leaves fall from the tree, i sit and wonder if it will ever grow back. now that i feel that im being watched, its time to return the stolen goods. people say take things to the grave, other leave it above. when i die all i need to do is just hold on because i know shortly i will be home. As you read the spaces between my words remember to fill up before you run out of gas in the worst place you dont wanna be with the night.....
Because I was smart,
I was bullied,
Because I was bullied,
I was hurt,
Because I was hurt,
I grew weak,
Because I grew weak,
I couldn’t speak,
Because I couldn’t speak,
I was alone,
Because I was alone,
I couldn’t take it,
Because I couldn’t take it,
I was crazy,
Because I was crazy,
I grew suicidal,
Because I grew suicidal,
I grew homicidal,
Because I grew homicidal,
I begin to kill,
Because nobody cares about my hurt or how I feel,
They thought it was a joke but now it’s real.
Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.
(Prov. 22: 6 / Heb. 5: 14 / Deut. 6: 6-9 / 2 Tim. 3: 13-15, 16 / Matt. 19: 13, 14)
(Part One of Two)
If A Child Wants To Eat Candy
All Day Long …
When You Tell Them ‘No!’ - -
Is It Wrong?
If A Child Wants To Stay Up On School Nights
And Not Go To Bed …
Will You Leave The Matter At That
And Do What They Said?
If A Child Wants To Run The Streets
At All Hours of The Night …
Would You Allow It
And Say ‘It’s Alright’?
If A Child Fell Into Hanging Out
With The Wrong Crowd …
Would You Do Nothing
Thereby Showing It’s Allowed?
If A Child Gets Some Silly Notion
And Is Being Misled …
Will You Not Try To Talk
Some Sense Into Their Head?
And When Your Child Makes A Mistake
(‘Cause All Of Us Make Life’s Errors)
Are You Going To Be Loving & Forgiving
Or Come Off Like Some Holy-Terror?
If You See That Your Child’s Life
Is In Imminent Danger …
Would You Leave His Soul’s Wellbeing
To Some Ulterior-Motive Stranger?
All Children Need Education
That’s Why We Send Them To School
But Isn’t Home Training
The Best Place For Understanding Life’s Rules?
Before Your Child Gets Polio or Smallpox
Or Some Other Life Threatening Situation
Would You Not Seek Out Preventative
Medicine or Cures Thru Vaccinations?
If A Child Just Wants To Play
And Not Do Chores or Homework …
Would You Not Try To Find Out
Why A Lazy Streak Is Starting To Lurk?
If Your Child Is Depressed
Unmanageable or Confused …
Would You Not Put Extreme Effort
Into Finding Just What You Could Do?
If A Child Needs To Be Shown Love
and We Withhold Our Kisses & Hugs
Are We Guilty When They Grow Up
Into ‘Crypts & Bloods’?
If Your Child Doesn’t Want To Talk
and Retreat In Hiding From The World
Wouldn’t You Do Everything In Your Power
To Help Your Precious Boy or Baby-Girl?
If Your Child Has Low Self Esteem
Or Shows A Lack of Character …
Wouldn’t You Want To Be
Their Value & Virtue Narrator?
If Your Child Just Really Needs
Someone To Listen & To Talk To …
Would You Not Prefer
that That Someone Be You?
I Once Knew A Police Officer
Who Had Said of His Beat …
A Child Can Get Discipline At Home
Or They’ll Get Their Beatings In The Streets
And The Same Can Be Said
Of A Young Child’s Impressionable Mind
It Needs To Be Nurtured At Home
Or It Will Eat Every Junk & Stuff They Find
(Part One of Two)
Written & © : 7/16/2013
By: The MoonBee
I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back,
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began.
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.
Dear holy child, I celebrate your birth,
and wonder at your bright and shining star,
that leads to needed joy of peace on earth
we all look for, and it is where you are.
So I will light some candles in your name
on Christmas morning, when I'm all alone.
I'll say a prayer into the burning flame
to thank you for your gift too few have known.
You are my bright and shining star, you know,
throughout my life, in everything I do,
the gift of love is all I have, and so,
I wrap my love in candlelight for you.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
It was a path often tread.
Dreamers and drifters plenty,
Each alone, yet on the same path.
The main road is cobbled nicely,
But rabbit trails, there are many.
A little figure in white, barefoot,
Confident and happy on the road.
Wanting for nothing, guided lovingly,
The journey has been so sweet.
But what is that, just on the side?
Glittering, just out of sight,
The child stops and turns.
To leave the path for desire,
To chase after hollow dreams?
She follows the new trail,
So delighted time and again.
But the trail is not the road,
And suddenly the trail fades away.
The darkness descends, a cold settles,
And suddenly she is hopelessly lost.
The ground rises, towering on either side
And thorns grow thickly, reaching.
Her cries, her shuddering and tears
Attracting the dark creatures closer.
Eyes that glow red and needle teeth
To tear away each layer of humanity.
She was so lost, the darkness was
A snake, wrapping in and around everything.
Constricted, the valley never ending,
Dress torn, limbs brutally bruised.
The Savoir was no blazing glory.
He didn't bring an army of warriors.
In the darkest night, the despair so tangible,
Then He was there, a simple presence.
"Peace, My daughter. I am here."
The tears flow still, but with joy.
He held her gently, the frail little life,
And Life was gradually restored.
"Here is the road."
And the darkest valley gave way
To the burning light of dawn.
Flowers bloomed on either side
And the birds sang happily.
Life and Hope were made new.
When in sorted times we have become complacent when
Shattered fragments left loose on their briars once again
In timeless plight we have a tendency to forget the night
The day is far spent while lived by sight;
A Reason To Believe
When shadows get loosened to its course of shape
We will wallow to reach the North in spiral fate
We live in mockery sent to the close of faith
With a cascading ship filled with fools going much too late
In crimsome tide ethced through the surface of my mind
I try to look yet today all is much too blind
As if animals going out on some desolate perch
Shades of black paint in its overt mask
What will ceil the case never to give anyone any flack
A fickle of Pine rested on the back porch ventured vine
We all must search the scriptures daily otherwise one is totally blind!
Kara Joy is what we named her
Not so very long ago,
But as long as I remember
I’ve called her Kara Jo
Now you could say the acorn
Didn’t fall far from the tree,
Cause what you get with Kara Jo
Is a pretty, female, “me”
We share a love for reading
And movies, good or bad,
And she can spin a story
Again, just like her dad
No, we’re not carbon copies
One look will tell you that,
Because she’s young and beautiful
I’m getting old and fat
She has her way of doing things
And doing things her way,
And if she thinks that way is right
She’s kind of hard to sway
Much like her aging father
It seems to be the case,
“If everyone were more like us
It would be a better place”
She’d follow me when she was small
Trailing close behind,
But one dark day, life got real hard,
And we lost so much time
We went from daily interaction
To every now and then,
And if I’ve known a greater pain
I couldn’t tell you when
Sometimes I’d text her in the night
To say she made me proud,
In those times of darkened silence
That were deafeningly loud
She got her scars and bruises
Most I knew not of,
But in my ignorance and absence
I did my best to show my love
We both walked down some rugged roads
That led us from the Lord,
But in the end she set the standard
For me to strive toward
She left her pain and turned to God
I stayed beneath its cloud,
Sometimes at night she’d send me texts
To say I made her proud
By faith she did amazing things
I remember to this day
She prayed for a stranger’s broken-down car
He got in and drove away
I’ve watched her take some hard life blows
And still do the best she can,
Unaware that she inspires me
To be a better man
I turned my blessings into curses
And struggled through each day,
She turned a “curse” into a blessing
And named her Rylie Jae
She’s watched me through my failures
And saw me when I’d fall,
And she always tried in her own way
To help me through it all
“Pure Delight” is what her name means
And it has proven so
But until the day I’m no longer here
I’ll call her Kara Jo
I remember when I held your hand
And told you about God,
You listened so attentively
And never thought it odd
I remember when I kissed your head
And watched you go to sleep,
We prayed that if you didn’t wake
The Lord your soul would keep
And as you grew I saw your faith
Grow right along with you,
And you included Jesus
In everything you’d do
I became your hero
With me you knew no shame,
Because I followed Jesus
And taught you to do the same
Every time I talked to you
You learned a little more,
You grew and took the things you learned
As you walked out the door
You had your tribulations
And your fair share of strife,
But Jesus had His hand on you
And guided you through life
As it goes, we lived our lives
And struggled through our days,
You chose to follow Jesus
I went the other way
You got big and I got small
As we went through the years,
I got weak and you got strong
You helped me with my fears
I remember you came to the park
And took long walks with me,
You told me Jesus loved me
And He would set me free
I remember when you held my hand
And watched me fall asleep,
And prayed that God would show me
My weary soul He’d keep
Now you’ve become my hero
With you I know no shame,
Because you followed Jesus
And taught me to do the same
Eyes grow weary, have they learned to see
During years of absence, you from me
Your story's at end, your chosen plot
Time draws near, but you may know not
Shall I see my mother, perhaps my dad
Ever watchful, my being glowing so glad
It is time, I wait with mounting joy
For them once again to be girl or boy
That which was separate, will now be one
Your chosen tasks are nearly done
At the entrance, there I stand
Reunion time is close at hand
From the palm of His hand I've watched you grow
Seeds of goodness, We watched you sow
Come be with me and share His land
I await the touch of your sweet hand
I fault you not, as you can see
I love you so, come be with me
So hasten forth, with lifted heart
No longer more shall we be apart
These words I write, so dear to me
Express my desire that you'll be free
If the gate be locked, search for the key
But look not far, in your heart it will be.
They pointed their fingers...that's what people do...
they point their fingers...without ever trying on your shoes.
They pointed their fingers at her...she walked
with perfect posture...there is no cost...they do not
charge even a nickel for form in your stride...
I know because if it cost a dime...she didn't have
a spare one of those...she worked hard at her job...when
she gave up her child...they...you know they. It was all explained
in the sixties when someone asked "who are THEY anyways?"
When she gave up her child...they pointed their fingers at her...
they talked in little huddles...spoke poorly...of her,
without ever trying on her shoes.
every second Friday she would line up for her wages...meager as
they were...it had to be divided...a faithful daughter's burden, sending
money home...home is an ocean away...home was never a home at all.
No one asked me about her pain...they didn't care...they were
too busy pointing...she didn't hurt because she was hungry...not
because she had nothing, I told you, her posture was perfect...
she always held her head high.
I wished someone would of asked me...asked me
why she gave up her child...she told me...
...she gave up her child because she could no longer...
she could no longer bear...bear to hear her child cry from hunger.
God Knew Me Before I Was Born!
God knew me, before I existed!
He was there, before my name was listed!
Before I was born, he had a divine plan!
He was there, before I reached out my hand!
Before I knew who I even was, or my name…
His life for mine, way why his son came!
Before I could put on my shoes and clothes…
He had called me! It was I… That he chose!
Before I was old enough to make up my own mind…
He was there waiting! So patient and kind!
Before I became an adult… I refused to believe!
Whatever God offered... I didn’t want to receive!
Before too long… I had my own family and home.
But then family left me... And I was alone!
Before God… I came, and cried and repented!
The inside of my mind felt confused
Before I really knew what was actually going on…
God reached inside and forgave me of past wrongs!
Before the next day was coming about…
I found a new love and peace throughout!
Before God, I know that he’s changed me!
I have found a new life for eternity!
Won’t you come before God and accept him too?
You’ll never know what he can do for YOU!
By Jim Pemberton
You gaze at me with
Child’s eyes, yet I wonder
At all you have seen
Before you came here.
I sing you to sleep
But I know it’s nothing
Like the music you knew.
The meager bread and milk
Does not compare to
The glorious feasts you
Must have had before.
Nothing have I to
Offer that was not yours;
And when you wrap your
Hand around my finger,
I’m overwhelmed with humility.
I do not know?
Tears running down her
Closing the door, quickly
Wondering why she walked into
Does anyone know what she
A messed up life, brought on by
Needing help, but where?
Searching for love and only
Waking up one day, a new life
growing inside her
Confusion clouded by doubt
What should she do right now?
Fearing rejection and
judgement from others
Walking into the clinic, it would
be ok somehow
As soon as the procedure was
Tears of regret flowed down her
The heart beat of a life once
Disappeared, gone without a
A voice that would never utter
A powerful silence for the
Quickly ushered in the arms of
Precious life, never to return
If you are carrying all this guilt
inside of you
Please know that the Savior
sent His Son to die
He took your sins and all mine
Died a cruel death, because He
We need to turn from all our sin
Put our faith in the holy Lamb
Don't carry all your guilt within
There's hope and forgiveness
through the Son
Every time I want to hide
an angel holds my hand
tells me how it will be alright
its all part of his plan
he now needs me to be tough
more now, than ever before
he sent forth his bravest angels
off into the darkness their halos soar
looking for hurt children
or mice of men
holding back tears
for no fear of dying
almost a sick twisted
why do I stay
where I am not wanted
I need to be needed
an angel can see this
as she takes my pain
away with her compassion
a losing emotion known
like only she would
for in his place, just maybe
she had often stood
and now has the eyes to understand
the ugliest side that hides in man
I do not know?
Everyone needs someone to keep them going strong,
Everyone needs hope to keep them pushing on,
A simple promise that everything will fall into place,
My lifelong friend rightfully named Fatih,
Shes always by my side even though she cant be seen,
There through the highs, lows and all in between,
The only way to avoid her is by not believing,
Putting all your heart in Faith is the path to acheiving.
The greatest Christmas present came down from far away,
Was laid there in a manger upon a bed of hay.
Not wrapped with fancy ribbons, in paper or in bows,
But with some strips of linen that they call swaddling clothes.
There weren’t a lot of people to see it on that night,
And it wasn’t that unusual, but such a simple sight.
You see, it was a baby, born there in Bethlehem,
With nowhere else to lay it—the blessed Son of Men.
The parents were not wealthy, just plain in every way,
But oh, the child that lay there upon that bed of hay!
This child had come from heaven through special virgin birth,
Had come to save His people here in this sinful earth.
Some shepherds heard the message from angels in the sky
Who sang in a great chorus of this child from on high.
If you could just imagine the home this child had lived
Before He left His Father, this present now to give,
You’d wonder why He did it, why such a sacrifice,
To come to save lost sinners, on Calvary give His life,
Would you say as I now do it: “This is a present great,
I think I will now open this present and not wait”?
For look beyond that manger; a tree there now you’ll see,
Not decorated fancy, but placed on Calvary,
Its branches hold His arms there, its frame is soaked with red;
The blood flowed from His body as there He hung and bled.
Yes, the greatest Christmas present was God’s eternal love
Wrapped in this precious body that came down from above.
He took the wrath and anguish that we deserve today,
The hell we should have gone to to suffer there for aye.
And all because He loved us! My, what a present there!
The GREATEST Christmas present with you I gladly share.
Will you come now receiving this gift so great and free
That God sent down that morning from heaven for you and me?
Will you trust His forgiveness from all your sin and shame?
Oh, open now this present! And call upon His name!
It's Christmas time again
Santa's reindeer ride again
Time for folks to shine again
In colors of red and green.
It's Christmas time again
Little kids with hopeful smiles
Sit on Santa's lap awhile
And wish for toys only dreamed of
In their midnight slumber.
I have to stop and think sometimes
If we had Christmas all the time
Would we always be this happy
Or would it start to fade.
Would the lights still shine as bright
Would Santa still seem so right
Would we even take the time to
Contemplate a virgin birth.
So let's keep Christmas in December
So we'll always remember
The birth of our Savior
So gentle, mild and tender.
Josette Davis Key 2013
The Knighted Night
Too much sun can kill the skin,
The Benevolent whispered to me,
The daylight’s hard due diligence done,
Grants no shade from toil for free…
But yield instead to my calm implore,
Let loose the day’s long listed sins,
Walk into me to find the cure,
For all day’s debts I have forgiven.
So Benevolent marked in winter’s woods,
a place where I alone would find,
that kinder, gentler, steadfast light,
Where’s It’s man, the moon did shine.
And Benevolent breathed upon my skin,
and bathed me in moon’s light,
To rejuvenate the child within…
With dark, restore my sight.
And with new eyes I turned to see,
Who my Benevolent could truly be,
When in-beamed moonlight cascading down,
To dress Benevolent in his crown…
And all I thought was mine to bear,
I wept for now – it all made right,
And my smile beamed forth, as if a sword,
For Benevolent was the Night…
And with my beaming, smiling sword,
I Knighted Him the Night…
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What we Read, is Where we Go...
behold, a man with no resistance to good,
perfect being of a blessing as should.
blessing of being faithful.
true knowledge according to the fulfillment,
gentle and bold in His revealing.
humble to the end:
holding no selfish regrets,
serving Him to fulfill all His promises,
that His work can overcome sin,
that we are lifted up throughout his mercy.
all should know.
he did this out love,
helps us move closer to the glory of his throne.
erases all questions and doubts;
that throughout one mighty act of obedience,
there is hope and chance,
to bring us back to be a part of the blessing of His reign,
take as out of worldly materials.
that the person show more wonders,
greater than anyone has seen.
that through Him we are covered and accepted,
enough to fit through the narrow gates and be saved.
If it was 1942
Relationships would carry substantial views
Since about 1983
Things have changed drastically
Backwards, zig- zaged, upside-down
Destroyed traditions have become muted sound
Men are getting milk for free
While feasting on all the meat they can eat
They have no reason to buy the cow or compliment it with a vow
Trying out the goods before paying full price
A generation who hears the word marriage and thinks twice
I’d have to blame it on the 60's babies
They started getting divorced and made everything crazy
Now what sense is it to have a child and than move in?
Not to mention it’s a biblical sin
God’s word never changed His people suddenly did
He wanted parents to be married when they had a kid
They use to ship a girl away that got pregnant before she began to show
Now there are many men that pick up and just go
We are in an age that is afraid to fully commit
Yet we have no problem doing everything else with charm and wit
The results of this lifestyle has caused nothing but chaos and pain
How many people go to court for child support every day and are in need of financial gain
Let’s not forget the teens that have followed in this lead
They meet some teenage boy and think that love means having his seed
Children are raising children while young adults are living together before its time
What’s the point of marriage if you have already drank the whole bottle of wine
If you think this is normal or that marriage is for the lame
Wait another 20 years and watch how damaged and filled with shame
Our future children will wonder why no one stays together for long
They will write it in poems and sing it in their songs
It was not just a religious belief it was the right thing to do
Fall in love get married then have a baby or two
Women are wasting their lives with a man for years
If you live together and aren’t married he will end up bringing you to tears
And if you do get married what is there to look forward to, tax right offs I suppose
Because by the time you have married you have formed thorns around your precious rose
There were no talk shows featuring “you are not the father” back then
People had one partner until the very end
Let’s not forget about the problem with STD's
They run ramped like birds in vibrant trees
Before long people will have to carry a safety card
To prove their privates aren’t strangely scarred
All avoidable, yet it keeps getting worse
When will we wake up and finally hit reverse?
The thoughts of God designed you
Well placed in love and trust
He knew you before you came to be
When bringing you to us
He knitted you in heaven
Then placed you here on earth
So beautiful and perfect
When you were given birth
Each part of you is special
Each part a special gift
For you will teach us how to smile
To encourage and uplift
Your eyes will see a new world
You’ll bring change in your youth
You’ll see through lies we live each day
You’ll help us see the truth
Your hands will hold new meanings
Your feet create new roads
Your mouth will speak in honesty
Your back-carry new loads
Your dreams will lighten darkness
You’ll change the old to new
Your heart will share the love of God
With all of this in you
Your purpose is unseen for now
But know it has been timed
Though you were given human form
By God you were designed
This morning as I awoke from my sleep I was reminded instantly of the day I gave my heart to Him. The day I gave my heart to my King. It was the most important day of my life and one that I never ever want to forget. This day paved the beautiful path to my eternity. It is a wonderful path of love and forgiveness. It is also a path of no more beating myself up for the things in my past. All the mistakes that I have made along the first part of my life are now flushed down the toilet. I am squeaky clean and as crystal clear in my heart before my Savior.
Many people are ashamed to speak His name out loud. Let me be perfectly clear that I will never deny the Name above all other names. His Name is the Name that saved me. The enemy may try to destroy my body, but He cannot have my soul. The name above all other names is the Name of my Savior. His name is Jesus Christ and He knocked on the door to my heart when I was 9 years old. I opened the door and let Him walk right in. I invited Him to make Himself at home as the tears just streamed down my face. It was like the 4th of July in there as the spiritual fireworks began firing in a million different directions. It was a joy that I cannot even express in words. I think the Lord wanted it to be that way! He knocked on the door to my heart and said, "Child, it's Me. I am Jesus and I want to come in and live in your heart. Won't you invite Me in?" No hesitation. No anxieties. Just pure peace. He is my Lord and He loves me like no one else.
This was the day that I gave my heart to my King!
What makes you think you can play with people's hearts and tear lives apart.
walking away without even thinking twice that you may have left scars...
Who do you think you are?
How can you be so two faced and wicked, and try to slander someone else to try
to win points for yourself- Like a child playing a play ground game?
Who do you think you are?
Why must your need for attention swallow other people's souls, why cant you go
to hell alone- leave us Christian folks alone! Quit trying to destroy and build up
Who do you think you are?
I watch you tears and see the show but my spirit won't allow me to get drawn into
the hole- that you've begun to dig- an I refuse to bow down to ANYONE who is
Satan's friend- you'll never win!
Who do you think you are?
You better recognize I am a child of God.
You better recognize what is right and what is wrong.
You better leave me alone- I am sure I am saved.
I know who is gonna win this race-but the question is...
Who do you think you are?
(I'll pray the Lord reveals that to you)
NOTE: The person I dedicated this lyric to, that I just couldn't no matter how hard I
tried I couldn't make friends with them (in church) passed away of a heart attack
that same year, she left behind a 21 year old husband and 5 children....PLEASE
take these lyrics to heart and ALWAYS make sure you are in the right with God-
and your christian family before your card is pulled...She never got a chance to
make ammends and us become friends, I pray God didn't hold her to that
charge...She is forever in my heart...