We will all die, we will all cry, we will all win if we conquer sin.
Sin can come in many forms, it can lead us to places that make us feel bad and sad, it can take hold of all of our life, and make us live in a negative life.
We can win and repent, we can choose to live a life that wins with no sin.
We will all fall, like Jesus did, but we can all choose to get up and continue on.
Life will lead us to many places, we may suffer, we may have all we need, we may just be getting tested to see if we are truly good or bad.
May we all keep going, never give up, forgive, love and always choose life.
For God told us of the struggles we will have, the choices between good and bad.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
You do not beat the Devil
By hollering at him, punching
Him in the face – that’s what
He is, violence, physical and
Spiritual discord. You do not
Beat the Devil by heated protests,
He feeds on your discord, relishes
Your fevered pitch. You don’t
Beat the Devil by binding him,
Throwing him into flames – He
is flame, pain and suffering. He
Joyfully savors every lick and
Subsequent ash. In fact, you do
Not beat the Devil, the Christ
In you must be risen to bear
Righteous arms. Take the battle
Upon yourself, make yourself
Arbiter of the Lord’s justice
And you will lose – He will
Defeat your lesser ego for that
Is his inlet and base of operation.
Shut Him out, do not give him
Any power for presence – and
God wins. We all win…. As my
Dearest Friend said, "Resist
Not evil."
Another new year a new lesson plan you make
challenging yourself for new students sake
don't get dull and lose that flame
knowing each child name and nicknames
Enthusiasm glowing passion words loud and clear
more learning building minds with knowledge shared
Critical thinking, basics first, repeating and rehearse
let students discover all to know as each day they grow
Discourage, than encourage and the light will shine
as they solve problems and expand their mind
Smarter students tutor slower friends
learning is sharing so all win
Recess of course a break to play and run
imagination builds the brain with fun
Students happy to learn and it shows
from grateful parents thank you bestow
The Good Teacher remembers the teacher who
challenged them to do better and helped them through.
The pumpkin contest.
Not just about being big and strong.
Or long, looping vines.
Just pumpkin things.
The pumpkin contest.
Isn’t all orange and bright.
It’s grimey and harsh.
The rind-like feeling all over.
The pumpkin contest.
Is not anything.
We don’t smile all day.
And at night, it’s all weird and skittish.
The pumpkin contest.
Is undefined.
Is more of an anniversary on a loop.
They rot eventually.
The pumpkin contest.
Comes to life like the inside mush.
Seeds and sprouting.
We all win in a groggy way.
The pumpkin contest.
Keeps us awake.
They call us at 3:39 am.
With a pumpkin smile.
When the tie dyes break out.
I try not to shout.
T-shirts, all my size.
How they turn out is a surprise.
Out in the yard.
Making a mess isn’t hard.
All sorts of splatter.
Patterns and colors that matter.
In the washing machine.
Awaits a treasure to be seen.
With hands still stained.
Fun patterns causing my eyes to be strained.
The brightness came out well.
Trying it on is swell.
The tie dye is all used.
But money in my account is ready to be abused.
To start the process again.
I will make shirts as gifts so we all win!
Let love lead the way.
Let's sing this song every day.
Let's sing it from the mountaintop and valley low,
Let's sing it from the rainforest to city streets aglow.
Let the mighty trumpets play out loud.
Stand and sing a lovely song of love and be proud.
Be proud to be alive on this plane,
Grateful to live and not complain.
No matter the hue of your skin,
When we seek the best in ourselves and others, we all win.
Tomorrow will not work because it might be too late.
Give me my flowers now, and I'll do the same for you. Let's celebrate.
Lady in the shadows
Don’t go walking through that door
When looking back in years to come
You’ll wonder what you did that for
Lady in the mirror
The face that’s staring back at you
Flows tears and does not smile
How could one do this to their child?
Lady in the bedroom
Think twice about what’s going down
The price is life and that’s too high
It’s not your life we’re talking about
Lady at the table
The ante’s down so place your bet
You can make a difference yet
The future world resides inside you
Lady in the shadows, sing your mother song
Lady in the mirror, stare back and be headstrong
Lady in the bedroom, accept the babe within
Lady at the table, save one and we all win
We ALL win
Don’t ever lose hope and keep fighting on and cherish your cope.
Endure those nagging temptations and let’s all win this race with lovely celebrations. You know the outcome when you don’t hide from God and run. He knows all your deepest secrets and memories, a busy mind that never forgets. Just like the apostle Paul says, I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith; aiming for the ultimate prize which is being with Jesus in heaven is a give or take. Your battling everyday as your window gets smaller and sheds away. Put on your spiritual armor because that makes you wise and stronger. Faith is so important when you know what’s at stake. Their is no reason to doubt God’s word when it only talks about love and not hate. We are all in this together when we praise the Lord and shout; remember who Jesus died for and what his life was all about. Keep holding on to the good shepherd and watch your faith grow and get better. Let Jesus Christ save your hearts and souls and climb up that salvation latter. God bless you faith warriors!!
Nursing is to restoring peace,
restorative win/win justice,
as surgical judging is to punishing injustice,
retributive win/lose justice.
Nursing ecosystems
and nurturing egocenters
can often be used synonymously,
as nursing is to nurturing.
To nurse a baby
ecosystem
is first to nurture a cherished developing infant
non-zero zone egocenter.
We, nurses and nurturers,
share a nutritional history
of healthcare giving safety
and receiving, in return, wellbeing significance
Delivered best
and most durably,
resiliently,
when care works in coincidental resonant ways
Nurturing all win/win
multilateral directions
ecosystemic
metaphoric,
All polypathic nursing selections
seductions
egocentering healthiest wealth,
analogic
Ecological nursing
felt empowerment
and needed co-investment
in ego/theo-logical nurture.
Here you go
My lovely child
So eager and wild
Ready to see the world
And all the ugliness it has to offer?
I have a digital snack to proffer
Touch, tap, and swipe
Entertain the predators on skype
Come in, come in
I wish to sin
Pay your fee
Grab your stick
And we all win
Lock and load
While I goad
For your digital load
Was it good for you?
If I may be so bold
Throwing gravy
For the world to see
Billions of soldiers
Leaving my pee pee
Look at the mess you made of me
To bad it isn’t free
I’m empty now
So, leave me be
Nap time now, tee hee
Eric (and sometimes not)
It's a wonderful feeling
To be used and abused
To be overlooked
Turned down and refused
It's a wonderful feeling
To be taken advantage
To pulled every way
Just trying to manage
It's a wonderful feeling
To see peoples true colors
To catch them expose it
The way they fool others
It's a wonderful feeling
To loose your own day
To loose to the round
Lost in your own way
It's a wonderful feeling
To feel completely alone
To want companionship
But there's no one to hold
It's a wonderful feeling
The odds are all stacked
When you can't hold it
The weights breaking your back
It's a wonderful feeling
These are lies non the less
If you follow these feelings
You'll loose and regret
They're not wonderful feelings
Don't let them all win
Because if you do
They'll keep coming in
Written 2-19-19
The freedom to fall
Look lick the luster lane
It is often a shame to the
One who doesn't win the
Grand prize, gratuitously
Lame, it feels strange, alien
Always another man aim
Another somebody's edge
Retrieve the goose's golden egg
Move proudly. How? Mahogany goal
The best we believe because we hold
These TRUTHS TO BE SELF EVIDENT
That all men are created equal.
We all win and loose the same
With sadden faces and empty pockets
We win with thicker pockets
And hidden glee
And we all wander on with our lives
Do you trust in the future enough to have kids,
Or is family - flailing of heart split in two?
Is it more symptomatic of life on the skids
Could it be that a child's an extension of you?
Is desire to feel love what gives birth to a child?
I'm just asking a question here, don't mean to judge,
Or an act of amoral libido run wild
With a consequence, 'parent,' you're hoping to fudge?
Do you think that a child's like an unfinished rhyme?
To create what 'outlives' you I well understand
But a child is not you, is itself all the time
And it's future's more fluid, no way its path's planned!
I think poetry too's more a 'gift' of my muse,
But my poem's an action I'm dreaming will serve,
(Did you make sperm or egg? I don't mean to confuse!)
Are you stranger at-bat, life has just thrown a curve?
Did I make words that rhyme, or first music, its beat?
And my consciousness, time, are both seas I swim in,
What I did not create, does this spell my defeat?
'Greater Author' acknowledged might mean we all win!
Brian Johnston
30th of July 2018
When we spin sin we think it's a win
We fill the evil that is within
Then we plant the seeds
That consumes my every need
When we feed our greed
It's hard to break free
Only then are we able to see
How it has its daggers into me
Oh Lord I plea don't give up on thee
Show me away from this hell
Make my spirit well
So my heart will swell
Oh please don't let me fail
My soul is so frail
Taking advantage of others
I find myself ducking for cover
Show me the light
So I can fight these feelings
That just might
Come back into sight
Take my hand so we can take flight
To your kingdom where I can
Get my greed set free
To fix what is broken inside of me
So you would know
How my heart grows in you
Greed is one of the 7 deadly sins
With you my Lord
My life can now begin
When we trust God we all win
He makes it possible to live life
Free of all sin
We lose all as much as possible.
Love was the moment all the games were all there.
Why do these steps lie in ours?
Why did not we understand their gestures?
The heart of those who were special,
Ours also left the shore.
We lose all as much as possible.
Now mind why my harass every moment.
When she did not think she was only a moment.
For which we cried,wept,we lost our tears.
She gave us only stems, forgot and did not recognize it.
We lose all as much as possible.
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