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WHEN I STOP AND PRAY

When the storm clouds boil around me, 
And the lightning splits the sky--. 
When the howling wind assails me,
And life's sea is rolling high--
When my heart is filled with terror,
And my fears, I can't allay--
Then I find sweet peace and comfort, 
When I simply stop and pray.

When the things of life confound me,
And my faith is ebbing low--
When my trusted friends betray me,
And my heart is aching so--
When the night seems black and endless,
And I long for light of day--
Then I find a silver dawning,
When I simply stop and pray.

There are things beyond the heavens
I can't begin to understand,
But I know that God is living,
And I know He holds my hand.
Yes, I know He watches o'er me
All the night and all the day--
And He's always there to hear me
When I simply stop and pray.

Copyright © William Robinson | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse | |

First Communion

The powdery snow gloves the fingers 
of maple forest, protecting barren bark 
with the expectation of rose tipped bloom.

A meeting point between pristine
innocence and the veiled promise of spring
ripening. Each trunk and limb mirrors 

the action of man. Reaching, arching, 
swaying, creating aisles of church-like splendor, 
a sacrament where the virginal may walk

toward communion with their God. Inward 
toward the birth of faith and outward toward 
the wedgwood sky in celestial sight.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011

Details | Prose Poetry | |

Why must I Cry

   I come to the garden along, while the dew is still fresh
on the meadows. Early in the morning do the bird's sing
praises of roses and peddles.  I cry, because there is no
refuge finally from the pain.  
    Yet long ago, a child was born, to become king, and yes
there is hope, just for believing in his name. Where is this King!
when I'm hurting and alone? He's just a prayer away, don't give
up, for he's Alpha and Omega, which means, just be strong!.
So they sent me to a place, to turn my life around. I cry, be-
cause, I am somebody no longer am I bound.
     Now I know that Jesus is my refuge and no more drugs is
there for I. Thank you Lord, for the method, that's "Why Must
I Cry".

Copyright © John Streeter | Year Posted 2009

Details | Didactic | |

Be Courageous Above All

Be Courageous Above All in everything
You do and become involved in since the 
Inverse of doing this is often anathema
To leaning forward and getting things
Done and becoming a viable and vibrant
Force in your own life which is so important
Since we all have just this one chance
Within our mortal coil known as “life”
To make things happen and to make a
Difference and so the message should be
Why wait because the positive impact
You have on yourself can have that
Wonderful alchemic by-product on 
Others you know and interact with
In our finite cosmos of the Human
Endeavor and so standup for your
Beliefs and ideas but always be
Polite and gracious to others since
These attributes go a very long way
In helping one to get things done and 
In achieving goals both big and small 
And so—Be Courageous Above All
Since you only live once with your
Current Soul Body on this most finite 
Mortal Earth Plane! (And don’t forget
To laugh at yourself from time to time!) 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(December 12, 2014) (Didactic Verse poetic format)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2014

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Beauty in my Palm

You are the wild flower in my palm
With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth
You are the fragile thing I dare not cup,
As your petals whittle away under the wind
And flit unfettered in the air;
Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb
Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching
And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil
As every breath of wind takes another petal from me
And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart
An overwhelming scent of need-

You are the wild beauty in my palm
And I dare not hold you to my chest
For I fear to crush you
To know first hand
That caged beauty, is beauty no more.

Copyright © Samir Georges | Year Posted 2011

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The Promise's Beginning

Somewhere in midnight’s nocturnal hallways
As the chill settles down with starlight
While the world stands silent in waiting
There abiding with his flock walks the shepherd
Hopeful in thought and yet weary of foot
He moves his charges through the bite of night

His hope in the coming dawn lifts his burdens
Filling his minds eye with warm musings of tomorrow
In tones they beseech the day and challenge darkness
But through this constant cycle of shine and shadow
The guardian of the flock stands steadfast and waits

The promise begins as His voice appears cherubically 
Falling in fear and praying for strength of faith
The radiance in the sky softens ever slightly
Speaking of the vow and announcing the messiah
Who brings the world a love and a hope yet tasted

Tremulous breath’s as the promise is spoken
Awing the greatness with a loving and respectful fear
Silent in belief beholding the coming miracle
He stirs the somnolent flock down the slopes
To bestow upon all the gift of this divine hour

His breath brittle’s the final icy moments of dusk
He labors the trail with renewed strength of heart
Proclaiming hushed gratitude within every step
A beacon of brilliance converges in the heavens
Beckoning his faithful west toward little Bethlehem

Dropping to his knees his face wetted in thanks
Finally understanding what is gripping his soul
He sees the precarious pathway laid before him
Though he has journeyed into the unknown before
None had brought with it a promise so precious



Copyright © Charles Fuller | Year Posted 2007

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You Are My All

When on life’s seas I’m tempest tossed,
And my hopeful smile is all but lost,
When I need to survive at any cost,
You are my anchor.


My life is filled with simple pleasures,
My loved ones’ smiles I count as treasures,
When kisses are how life is measured,
You are the standard.


As time soars on and birthdays fly,
My hair is graying,  I don’t care why,
My mind is sharp, but not my eyes,
You are my youth.


Love is patient, love is kind,
And to the lucky, love is blind,
But when it comes to love that binds,
You are my love.

Copyright © Gary George | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse | |

Amazing Grace

The soul whom the Son sets free
is free indeed,
Unlocking the rusting shackles
of oppression,
Allowing life’s amazing grace
to shine with His embrace,
Transformation of soul’s darkness
to light’s brightness,
The uplifting revelation of God’s
truth of freedom,
His extraordinary and infinite power
shining love every hour,
Preservation and hope for life
His love abound, no strife
How sweet the sound—
Wrapped in His embrace
Singing Amazing Grace! 

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17th Place Honorable Mention/Certificate
Poetry Soup's International Poetry Contest
July 1, 2007
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Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2007

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My Thanksgiving Prayer

T	he God of our Fathers, sole author of all life
H	e, by decree placed man above the rest 
A	nd all other creations in his charge for keeping
N	ow and forever, let your truths be written in our hearts
K	eeping man forever mindful of this high place
S	o with gratitude this special day is planned
G	iving thanks and praise to the one true King
I	n you alone our faith and trust will lie
V	alidate our hearts we do implore
I	nundate our lives with grace of light
N	ever turn away from our humble plea 
G	ive us eyes to see and the ears to hear

D	ying, freely, you gave us life; by rising you gave us hope 
A	ll your words and actions teach the ultimate truth
Y	our love alone holds our world in stead

Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse | |

In Awe of Your Love

Dear Lord Jesus, this gift of love you give to me More precious than the breath I breathe Flows endless as the mighty seas Bringing countless blessings in times of need To know that you live inside of me May I reflect your light on all I see I feel you always in the rising sun And I smile through tears when rain clouds come undone! Amazed, I watch as lightning bolts zip 'cross darkened skies And marvel as thunder rumbles through pillars of clouds Be it day or night constantly by my side I’m in awe of your love; forever my guide You gave your life for me; set me free! Though undeserving, you pour down your loving grace Upon mankind irrespective of belief And call to each, 'come taste and see what it means to be free'! When my days are done and your light I return May it be as brilliant as when you placed it in me Let me not return empty keeping it to myself I pray that I give freely to light another’s path ~*~
02/14/12

Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2012

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Lotus

Lotus petals soft with shadows
Drinking from your shallow pond,
Blossoms that compete with heaven,
With the twilight hour you bond.

Aquatic in your very nature,
Deemed fit to float at Buddha's feet,
Your peaceful beauty calls awareness
Where such enlightened beings meet.

Sacred plant known through the ages
Your spirit dwells within my heart
And centered there, your spark of light
Assures me that we'll never part.

Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2010

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A man i'll never be

Growing up 
My father and me
He did the best he could
Because once we were three
 
Events happened
And then we were two
His rise and demise
As his life withdrew
 
Looking back, to the memories we had
They never lasted for years
Some great, some sad
For an ill man he did his best
And in me, I have his zest
 
He never recovered from the loss of his son
To say goodbye to the elder one
He was hospitalised for months and years
On the day he was taken, uncontrollable tears

The years we shared 
Fifteen in all
In every one
He helped me grow tall
To appreciate, what life will give
Remember your past, let your future live

He's all around me every day
For on the wind I hear him say
Enjoy your life, live happily
I hope you get to the land of the free

My reply to you Dad
As you look down on me
The Aura around you
The man I hope to be


" Happy Fathers Day to you Dad, I still miss you, your loving son James "
         To be read listening to Boston's < A Man i'll never be >
              http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QzOKrXj8Hp4


                http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009

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An Offspring Of Love

                               
                              You are,                                                   And I am,
                   The Body of Christ,                                       Of an earthly man,
            Purchased by His sacred blood!                       A sinner, living in iniquity!

       Pure and precious in nature                                  A presumptuous transgressor,
  True riches and infinite wisdom                                                    Of divine teachings,
Can only be found in You!                                            Of the Father--the Greatest King!

You are the light of life                                                               And I walk in darkness
To those who believe in righteousness                         For I'm led to falsity and deception
As they reside in Your blessed peace!                       By the sweet-talking parsons of lies!

You preached the gospel,                                                          I ignored your presence
To the GEM many came to listen,                               For my fixation was on seen things
But few are chosen!                                                         From which I gained nothing! 

 You saw the emptiness in my heart                        I was touched by Your noble deeds
   And that You gave me invitation                              That I accepted Your call, gladly! 
     To be apart of You!                                         And later, I found the truth in You!

            You are in me and I'm in You! And thru the Holy Baptism, I am redeemed!
            And I became a true Christian. In one spirit, we share our firm conviction
                To those who seek the long and treacherous road towards salvation!

                     Sharing our gifts from Heaven could change one's life, forever!
                        For great fortune is ours, as we make life better for others
                            And for them to be called into the Supreme Church!

                                    For truly, I will abide in the Holy Scriptures,
                                       To constantly praise and worship God,
                                           For I am, sure and without doubt,
                                                An offspring of His unselfish
                                                       And everlasting
                                                              Love!

Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2006

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My Soul Mate

Sweet laughter and devotion, I have shared with none.
This restless heart so tired, of being all alone.

I’ve tried the life of Paul, but it gave not enough.
My heart is overflowing with aching, needful love.

Lord, bring me a companion, but not just any man.
He must be one of valor, or leave me as I am.

Make him strong as Moses, a leader in Your truth.
And I will stand beside him, that I may be his Ruth.

Someone to correct me in, things I need to know;
Reproving me, thus gently, in order that I grow.

Bring me one like Jonathan, loyal to the end;
And I will love forever, this man that is my friend.

Even in the hard times, he will choose to stay;
And we will seek for healing, together, as we pray.

A Boaz to protect me, in safety He will lead,
That I may rest completely, in all that my heart needs.

Someone true like Joseph, my words he will believe;
His faithfulness long-lasting, when others would deceive.

And don’t forget Dear John, his loving heart’s embrace;
With eyes that will behold me, in honor, truth, and grace.

But mostly find the heart, of Jesus that forgives;
Then, with this man you bring me, forever I will live.

Copyright © Teresa Altman | Year Posted 2008

Details | Free verse | |

Word Sage

When all of youth flees and even the whitest eye reddens, rheums, words, fair words, dispel the gloom. When hands are mapped with age and knurled, still, they transform the page, the eye, the cage, for where words flow, the mind goes, to the pristine smiles and the smooth curves which once were yours, your cheek, your neck, your hip. Deny me anything but the word for it’s magic will soon be all that remains of fleeting youth.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse | |

Murmuring Waters

She is the whispering of the bluest waters
Standing in the stillness she calls to me
Within the sounds of the coursing river
I feel the ease of her comfort washing over me
Consumed by her soft flowing siren song
Cascading down the mountains banks
Waltzing in the descending whitewater
Coming to rest in a cooled pool of her caress
Illumed depths tepid in the evening sun
Enhanced of her life and ardor 
Swimming free 
Drinking her intoxicating breath exhaling out
My love is the river of azure water
Ever carrying me onward she moves
Whispering…

Copyright © Charles Fuller | Year Posted 2007

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REBUKED

Don't try to trick me Satan!
You have no hold on me.
Your sting was fully conquered
that day on Calvary.


You are no longer welcome.
My days of sin are gone.
My heart is now the temple 
that holds my Savior’s throne.


Your adversary reigneth
and Jesus is His name.
We meet together often
to catch you at your game.


I go now to His temple,
my sanctuary home.
To offer Him my praises
Now go! Leave me alone!


Pack up you fiery arrows.
Go find another place.
It's time for me to join Him
and bathe in saving grace.


Your tactics He has shown me
So leave without delay!
If walking near His temple
His blood I’ll throw your way!

Copyright © Teresa Altman | Year Posted 2007

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daddy's hand

As a warm summer breeze
magically floats atop waves
a child's laugh can be heard
clearly a short distance away.

With eyes like almonds
glowing bright as a moon
a boy is dotted with sand
when he hears a song from a loon.

Amongst pebbles and shells
thin strands of cattail weeds
he dips a toe in the ocean
squealing out with sheer glee.

He is joyful and innocent
hair a mop of golden curls
his shirt stained in patterns
of sand and water swirls.

As waves begin swelling
while the sun slowly dims
the boy with no sight
sports the most beautiful grin.

His daddy gently messes
hair a mop of golden curls
the boy reaches pudgy fingers
his daddy tenderly unfurls.

As the boy and his daddy
walk happily in the sand
the boy feels his strength
in his loving daddy's hand.












reworked 08-09-2016

Copyright © Lynn Marie | Year Posted 2016

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When East Met West

When East Met West
She found a love at
 its best,
Such a love so difficult
to even express.
You had me from hello
with your tender Caress,
I knew from that moment,
 I wanted the Rest.
A Forbidden Love that was new,
So Strong,
How could one say that this
love was wrong ?
The Very first kiss was so brief,
So tender
I close my eyes and try to 
remember.
A skin so soft to the touch
Oh how I love you so very
much.
A smile from you , set my soul 
on fire,
the touch from your hands fills 
my body with a burning desire.
A moment with you, I want 
Forever,
I Long for the day that we shall
always be together.
Such a sweet love so pure, so true
I love each and everything that you
do.
The look in your eyes tell me how much
you care,
In my heart I pray you'll always be there.
I thank the dear Lord for sending me you,
For bringing me love so pure, so true.
A longing feeling when we must part,
That leaves an empty feeling
deep within my heart.
A hope that one day
you might see
Just how much you truly
mean to me.
Now I have sweet dreams
of our next kiss,
That is something I surely 
do not want to miss.
Your Now My love, One of my
Best Friends,
Baby I don't ever want our
love to come to an end.....

Copyright © Idella Brown | Year Posted 2007

Details | I do not know? | |

All Things Come From Above

All things come from the Father above
Our hopes, our dreams, our love
Our purpose in this life
Our toils with daily strife
We are nothing without Him
Our lives would be insignificant and dim
We need something to believe in
So we can live without sin
All things come from the Father above
He shares our hopes, our dreams , our love
He shows us the glory of His ways
So we can follow all of our days
He leads us down the right path each day
So we will no longer stray
He will not let us stumble and fall
It's simple all we have to do is call

Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2006

Details | Senryu | |

Say it now!!!

Give me my life back
Satan release your grip—now!
God’s love—can’t touch that!

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Now believe it
Continue to live by it
Let it manifest!






Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2007

Details | Didactic | |

Vigilant

We must be vigilant to 
the shards of  radiance and splendor 
that flash 
before our squinting cynic eyes.

Copyright © Mark Pringle | Year Posted 2006

Details | Couplet | |

A Prayer for my Wife

                           A Prayer for my Wife


Now I’ll tell you all the details if I can keep from sheddin’ a tear
Last night when it got late and really quiet around here 

I got down on my knees, crossed my heart and began to pray
And in the darkness between me and God, here’s what I had to say

I love her so much Lord and I just don’t know what I’d do
I’m afraid that she won’t make it, that’s why I’m coming to you

Here with my heart open, at your mercy down on my knees
I’m begging’ you with every heartbeat, Oh Lord hear my pleas

I don’t know what your plans are or what you have in store
And I know I don’t deserve her and that she deserves much more

And don’t misunderstand Lord, I don’t assume any obligation
For your bounty in our life has exceeded all our expectations

But please allow her to live and me to be a part of that life
And I swear I’ll make this beautiful woman proud to be my wife

And if it’s not in your plans Lord then I pray that you take me instead
Cause’ I can’t live without my love, I’d be better off dead

And no excuses for my past Lord, but I’ll do better than I’ve done
I ask you only this, my lord, in the name of your Son.

I wiped my tears as I said my amen’s and prepared myself to stand
Stepped up next to your bed and began to caress your pretty hand

I stared off into space as all the memories came flooding in
Reliving each and every moment, over and over again

And as the first rays of sunshine, streamed in past the curtain
I felt an overwhelming peace calm my mind and ease the hurtin’

I felt compelled to kiss you so I pressed my lips to your face
And it seemed the room was filled in the beauty of God’s living grace

And you slowly opened your eyes and smiled for me to see
And I knew the Lord my God had given my sweet wife back to me

Copyright © James Burns | Year Posted 2010

Details | Didactic | |

Father's Day Prayer

Dear merciful and gracious God
The Supreme Father of wisdom
The One who provides knowledge and understanding
The guiding light of all creation
Leader, provider, and shepherd of our fathers

I call upon You today in a mighty way 
Please shed Your love of intercession on our fathers
Guide their feet while they run this race
Strengthen their hearts as they walk Your way
Cleanse their thoughts as they strive to stay on Your path
Provide them with hope as they learn to pray 
Sustain them with Your love from day to day

Touch their total being as the family’s foundation
Show them wisdom to provide wise counsel 
Open their hearts to impart Your values and the Gospel
Walk with them and guide their feet around sinking sand
Listen to their pleas all across Your land

Mold them as You are the potter and they are the clay
Teach them how to kneel with children and pray
Talk with them as they would with their child and family 
Impart divine wisdom, knowledge, and understanding upon them
Wrap them in Your mercy and surround them with Your glory

These blessings I ask as Your humble servant
In the name of Your begotten son Jesus
The Morning Star of all creation
Singing praises to His name
Henceforth until everlasting
Bless all fathers today and always,
Amen!

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Author’s comments:  I thank God for my father, Kenneth Spence, a great father.  He was the 
kind of person when the dinner table was set you don’t want to be late.  His stories were 
entertaining and victorious.  His instructions were always helpful and meritorious and his 
praises uplifting and glorious.  May he rest in peace!

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Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2010

Details | Romanticism | |

The "Senses" Since

I remember the look
In those big brown eyes
As you’d smile and laugh
And leave me hypnotized

I remember the touch
Of your hands so soft
How you’d hug and comfort me
And shake the cold off

I remember the taste
Of your sweet lips on mine
Enthralled in a kiss
For hours at a time

I remember the sound
Of your voice so warm
You’d just whisper gently
And quiet the raging storm

I remember the smell
That enchanted my nose
The scent of your body
Bathed in absolute rose

Yes, I remember you dear
And all the love we grew
And I have spent a lifetime
Making “sense” of you

Copyright © James Burns | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse | |

PIZZA AMERICA'S FAVORITE

Thick or thin, it is the Friday night order in special,
Supreme or meat lovers delight, whatever toppings
You like it, does not matter for it’s 
The all American favorite, Pizza!!
Roll out that dough, cover it with Italians specialty
Sauce, cheese me to please me, I’ll never get enough,
I’m simply addicted to this deep dish pan delicious stuff.
Cut me no single slice, for more, more, more,
Is the thunderous roar of my mighty hungering’s
Rumbling, within my tummy, for what Pizza!!!
Circled or squared, just roll that pizza cutter of 
Portions pleasure, pick up your slice and allow
That thick cheese to pull apart naturally,
Then bite into Nirvana, for this is heavens
Perfection guaranteed by the slice.
Now the frozen microwave style may work in a pinch,
Delivery or the hot and ready special can satisfy
My personal hunger glitch, for that tasty pizza pie,
As long as can get it, I’m satisfied.
Oh grant me one pleasures sinful command to break
Dearest lord above, to indulge myself, and stuff
Myself with pizza, pizza until I burst, for gluttony is
One distractions fault I have dear father, when it
Comes to this circle food, as it spins on the nightly
Commensals boob tube.
Is it not against the law to hide messages within
Certain text, because I swear these advertisers
Know our fragile human weaknesses, late at night
For  this delectable substance, called what
Pizza, if I haven’t mentioned it enough,
Yummy, yum, yum old chum.
It’s the party hardy mid-night special, on all
Channels of the United States of America,
There is no doubt of this, rock my world
In flavorful old time favorite, dude I’m
With you all the way, especially on a 
Friday night.
This is my declaration of independence
Declared in Italian sauces redden stainy ink,
Give me Pizza or give me death, just kidding
Folks, by the way do you want that last
Pizza slice, I’m not quite full yet, lol.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Copyright © cherl dunn | Year Posted 2015

Details | Alliteration | |

THE LAST DAYS

The days seem to go by so fast. there is a void in the air, the birds have lost their vibrant beat, the ocean has lost its luster, the soil feels solid and dry.
 
My soul feels as if it has left my body before my death, my dreams haunt my day, the tears stain my steps, my doctor says that it is depression, I say that it is reality, I am intoxicated by society,I am numb by perscriptions.
 
Why do I feel so isolated within myself? is there no one in my painfully tight shoes? can anyone understand my pain? can anyone melt in my sorrows? why am I this way? why is the world so cruel? why can't I be normal?
 
Wait! I am normal, what am I saying, I know now, the veil has been lifted, humanity is my enemy, the sins that drip from their sweat, the dread that follows their shadows, their souls of black, their intentions of greed pull a shade across their eyes.
 
They are destined for doom, they will not be saved, they will not find salvation, they belittle me, they curse me, they shame me, but they are right about one thing, I am different, unlike them, I will be saved in the last days.

Copyright © stephanie hanvey | Year Posted 2013

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God Has Made Everything Beautiful In His Time

“There is a time for each season…
To everything made…  
There is a divine reason.

A time for purpose under
 the heavens above…
A time for meaning from a God of love.

A time to be born.  A time to die…
A time to farm the ground
 under the beautiful sky.

A time to kill.  A time to heal...
A time to tear down and
 to build up with a passion and zeal 
 
A time for weeping.   A time for laughing…
A time to mourn.  A time for dancing.

A time to keep...
A time to throw away.
A time to tear.  A time to make amends today.

A time to get.  A time for losing…
A time to keep.  And to give
 away at our choosing.

A time for silence.  A time to speak…
A time for each hour
 and day of the week.

A time for love.  A time for hate…
A time for war.  A time for peace at your gate.

How will you spend the time
 God has given to you?
What is your choice?  What will you do???

May this be a time living in 
God’s purpose and design.
He created you and made 
everything beautiful in his time!

By Jim Pemberton  05/22/10
Read Eccl. 3:1-11


Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? | |

The Unanswered Questions

How ironic? Has God ever fallen in love?
I am sure the supreme power does have a clue about love.
Then why are many struggling with questions that have no answers.
If certain sensations are not meant to be then why does one have to go through it?
Or is it a good way to put a check list on Karmic activities. 

One’s feeling doesn’t seem to make any sense and the restless notion only brings discomfort.
Even though some things seem so right and pulls one toward a make believe world,
Attempts and efforts don’t seem to fade away.
It is with the tornado of genuine feelings that keep the tingly feeling of love alive.
So does God understand this?

Even though modernization has struck onto the minds of many,
The devotion and willingness to surrender to that person develops a passionate and overpowering desire.
The sweet and sour, or bitter and sweet emotion creates fear or questions fate again and again.
Once the brave feeling has been awakened and humble efforts have been tried upon,
One cannot fight destiny, but can hopefully open a new change to Karmic policies.

As time goes by, one notices that it is no more days, weeks, months, but years that has shaken the foundation of a belief that finally love will conquer over the negativity,
Love is the feeling that has no answers but only a precious sensation is felt.
Again no answers, but more questions and experiences are shown and learnt in every way.
There must be something better stored for everyone that is why one walks through a chain of tests.
Happy living and sustain that positive attitude.

Copyright © Bhavna khemlani | Year Posted 2012

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This Woman's Prayer


I pray not for power or place, only for the 
simple grace to look my neighbors in the face.
I seek not for silver or gold but only for the peace of God that brings
contentment to the soul.
I pray for the devotion and virtue of Ruth.
For the wisdom to take kindly the counsel of years and 
gracefully surrender the things of youth.
For the courage of Esther I pray as before the king she 
stood that day.
Father, give me a will and heart to be all you created me to be, and prosper 
my hands to your work accordingly. 
I pray that my life be an example of Proverbs thirty-one. 


Copyright © Lori Lucas McClure | Year Posted 2011