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Premium Member He Won'T Fit Inside a Church

He won’t fit inside a church
He won’t fit inside a thought
He won’t fit inside a hope
Yet He fits inside a heart

He is light and He is love
He lavishes us, each one, with good
He restores us when we doubt
He reminds us we can always surmount
The enemies that seems to cloud
Our joy, our hope, our inspiration
The feelings that create in us
A grace that rains down His love

He won’t fit inside a dream
He won’t fit inside a house
He won’t fit inside a song
Yet He will fit inside the soul

He is the wonder that leads us on
The feeling of promise that teaches our hearts
The beauty and joy of knowing His love
Abides within us, where He will fulfill us
He is the kindness and the strength
That brings us beyond all the sorrow and grief
He destroys the darkest dread, despair
Reassures our hearts that we always have a prayer

He won’t fit inside a star
He won’t fit inside a cathedral
He won’t fit inside a religion
Yet, He will fit inside the spirit

He is wise and He is trustworthy
His light reflects the peace that is His
Sign – His crest – His insignia that suggests
He knows our hearts, our souls, our spirits
He tears down all the walls we’ve built
With our worries, our fears and our suspicions
He shows us how to love, unconditionally, completely
With a love that He inspires, rousing inside
The one who knows He is the answer to each prayer
The reason for our desires, our hopes, our dreams
The reason for our joy, our kindness, our faith
The reason for a love that lives throughout eternity

He won’t fit inside a mind
But He will fit inside a life!




1 Kings 8:27 (KJV) – But will God indeed dwell on the earth? Behold, the heaven and heaven of heavens cannot contain thee; how much less this house that I have builded?
Categories: builded, appreciation, christian, inspirational, jesus,
Form: Free verse

Unseen Faith

For every house is built by some men.
    But he that builded all things is God.
    He that builded all things created everything, and without him
    was was not anything made for All whom have faith, shall bear witness
    for a change. Many one's wonder, whom distinguish unseen faith? and
    what is his name, "the Lord replied, I am the true light of the world, have
    Faith in Me, and I would set you free".
    Beckon all to know that faith  is the substance of things hope for, both spiritually
    and faithfully. The evidence, proven in rellevence as God blesses Everyone who
    trust him whole heartedly, flesh and material things you can touch, but the "Un-
    seen Faith", of love of God enhances us forever So Much!!..
    By faith Noah, being warned of God of things not seen, prepared an ark to the
    saving of his people, because the Lord set forth a new generation, mankind's
    life must be redeem.
Categories: builded, black-african amergod, faith, god,
Form: Epic

Premium Member Dragons On the Ark

Now Noah and his fam'ly stood
Beside an ark of gopher wood
The'd builded for a century
And all the creatures (not a few)
Began to come in pairs of two
And slowly made their entry

A pair of fiery dragons came
And Noah had to keep them tame
To keep the fire in
But once a day they came unglued
So Noah's wife, she cooked their food
In pans of hammered tin

Now here's a thing that's really neat
These dragons slept at Noah's feet
All through those rainy catfights
When Noah donned his socks of brown
And went to shush the critters down
He took his pair of nightlights!
Categories: builded, animal, bible, boat, pets,
Form: Rhyme

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A Walk To St Mary's Church

A restless night, another hum-drum day,
Resolve to take a pleasurable walk;
I make my way towards St Mary’s church.
Across the street, a sixteenth century home –
Maltravers Manor, testament to time.

I’m heading for the ancient Hollow Way
Where towering beeches shade the wagon route.
“The Hatchet” standing at the crossroads, empty !
Bereft ! No pints are pulled here any more.
Along the High Street, past the Corner Cottage
Perambulating slowly now I pass
Refurbished “Childrey Stores” and Chapel House,
The Primitive Methodists’ former home.

And next, the Childrey pond comes into view --
It’s guarded by a dozen angry geese
And to the right the Old Post Office stands –
No stamps or letters, now a family home.
Beside the bus-stop here’s the “village” hall
In red brick builded by Victorian hands :
The Working Mens Club And Reading Room
Where farming labourers were wont to meet.
Next a modern non-conformist chapel
On the site of earlier Methodist Hall.

Then looking West a high brick wall contains
A cedar, vintage, sixteen forty six,
As high above a noisy rookery sways.
We now fork right by Rampanes Manor House.
Set in the wall, a dedication plaque
Records the founding of the Old Schoolroom,
Of seventeen thirty two, for local boys,
Established by the knight George Fettiplace.

Along Church Row we pass Cantorist House,
Originally the Chantry House for priest,
Three almsmen, to assist in singing mass
For the soul of Sir Edmund of Childrey.
Enter St Mary’s by the southern door,
Then down the aisle, I’m heading for the chancel
Where ancient brass recalls five hundred years
Of folk who lived and died in Cilla’s Rill.

I’ll leave as campanologists arrive
To ring the changes loud across the land.
Through the serried ranks of slate and marble,
I weave a path towards a wooden bench,
And here I’ll rest, below the old Scots pine,
To watch the setting sun across the fields.
© Mike Jones  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: builded, history, journey, travel,
Form: Iambic Pentameter

Dreams Come True , Without You

I can reach the sky if I wanted to
I just have to let you go
Forget about the dreams we made
All the love we builded
Remember who I am inside
Not, the love I hold for you
Or the tears I cry
I must live for me
Not for you
I'm blind when I think of you
Confusion comes within my spirit
So I must let go, I need not to be blind
Because
I want to reach the sky and make all my
My new dreams come true
My dreams without you
For the love I have for you
Slowly but surely, are passing by
For I no longer cry
Only say , goodbye
Categories: builded, life, lost love, space,
Form: Free verse

In the Moment of Passion

I release my passion in the air, lost in to many thoughts
For this pain has controled my soul and I can't find it threw a kiss
So a little closer you come, bringing more to my plate
You keep trying to enter my soul,  as I continue to block
I've builded my wall, now here comes you
I've broken it, for you and rebuilded it , because of you
Yet my love for your soul releases, the passion it's held in stones
As my body swirls in your arms, remembering good times
Times I dropped with a kiss
I drowned with a touch
I vanished when you whisper in my ears
For no pain, tears or hate, can block my love for you
For the beast I saw in you , was forgotten , in the moment of love
The passion and vibe in our sweat, because of your touch, tears and soul
For I felt each one, as I release my love and passion for you
Now, where do I go in life
Do I relax in your arms, or let this thunder take control
Let this romance enter my life, I want to lose control
I want to let you in, I need you in my soul
For my thoughts keep coming back fogging
As, I release in this moment of passion
This moment you have me so confuse
Confuse about the man I knew
Categories: builded, confusion, love, passion, romance,
Form: Free verse


Jerusalm

And did those feet in ancient time.
      Walk upon South African mountains green?
And was the holy lamb of God
      On South African pleasant pastures seen?


And did the Countenance Divine
      Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here ?
      Among these dark Satanic Mills ?

Bring me my bow of burning gold
       Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear O clouded,unfold
       Bring me my chariot of fire

I will not cease from mental fight,
      Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem,
      In South African green and pleasant land.
Categories: builded, angel, fire, fun, nature,
Form: ABC

Alladin By James Russell Lowell

when i was a beggarly boy and lived in a cellar damp,
i had not a friend nor toy, but i had aladin's lamp.

when i could not sleep for cold, i had fire enough in my brain
and builded with roofs of gold, my beautiful castles in spain.

since then i have toiled day and night, i have money and power good store
but i'd give all my lamps of silver bright, for the one that is mine no more.

take fortune, whatever you choose, you gave and may snatch again,
i have nothing t'would pain me to lose, for i own no more castles in spain.

I feel that he is talking about youth.  carmine
Categories: builded, childhood
Form: Narrative

The Chief Cornerstone

The Rock is he on whom I rely
there it is the strength of his arms
to hold me up as time travels by
he holds me close away from harms

My Lord is he and high in station
and tender love he freely dispenses
he lifts me up with joys elation
to reach my heart he has broken my fences

Around me has he builded a mansion
at his feet will I worship forever
with Love there is always rooms of expansion
and prove myself faithful to loves endeavor

His foundation is as solid as mountains
within his shelter I am always safe
Words of affection are shed like fountains
who's waters are cool and never chafe

And so anointed with Love I am gifted
I know my soul and lived from it's sources
one who was wretched and mean you have lifted
the words I have spoken among my discourses

To the temple of Love upon chief cornerstone
against this house will come many nations
with so many lovers we are never alone
upon them your wrath will flow with fixation

It is upon the Rock do I stand
I bow before the alter of Love
through it all do you hold my hand
as I worship in temple of God above

sources 1John Eph 2:19-20 2Cor 6:16 
Rev 21:10-26 Ps 118:22 Is 28:16

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Categories: builded, devotion, faith, inspirational, introspection,
Form: Rhyme

The Red White & Blue House Has Foundation

In God we Trust, they builded a house on a Foundation
a house without a foundation goes down during hard
times in the War or Storm, as the eagle won't ever
die the house isn't going off the foundation, its build
for bipartsin, and that were God comes in for Bipartsin
a house divide, to divide and then conquer its our
policy pork barrel Regan would say its Pork Barrel
a house divide can Conquer, on the Mountain Stop
were GAINTS stand and the white snow on the mountain tops
home sweet, home were the green green trees
our on the snow cover Mountains and Blessed
is our home of Victory sweet sweet home of
Victory, were the fire is always lite, and Our 
Father is always home for the cold cold icly
World and Wars and we have know were to go go 
home on the Mountain Stops in God we
Trust. May 17 2007 the War Iraq
Categories: builded, faith, history, house, god,
Form: ABC

Solid Relations

Solid Relations

Our stepping-stones were moved further apart
by the willing hands of your hurting heart
Free Willingly, agreed to the gentle pace,
I answered your wishes with extended grace
A reason enough for me - to patiently wait
for the inner-feelings of your heart to relate
to exactly the way that your dreams were once built
before I even stepped into your world.

Our bridge, in the meantime, is paving a way
Even though slowly, through each lonely day
Feeling assurance that one day there'll be
a wedding of free souls – that’s you - and that’s me
Until such a fairytale urge us to dare
I promise my presence; that I will be there
to be admitted to your longing arms
before I intend a pursuit with my charms

Our castle securely awaits our return
when without a fear - without hurt we will yearn
for The Rock that our dwelling would be standing in
Then, when the bond of our friendship begin:
Firmly foundationed we mend, to restore
The fails of the past now, they mean so much more
I have a left foot that’s casted in stone
Concrete your right side– We've builded a throne!

Redeemed, set aside, we worship and serve
our God also King in the house that we live
'cause He was invited to host our intend
No other fortune or bliss comprehend
All our believes were initially pure
It seemed like a mansion, though still we were poor
Me and my house and the people there in -
We'll serve the Lord! Let our marriage begin...
Categories: builded, marriage, relationship,
Form:

With This Years' Passing

Be it health, finance, or be it age
We all are forced to look upon
Whatever before us now doth lay.

With a new year apporaching
It's birth just hours away
I wonder how many will find
Themselves alone or wrapped 
In the arms of a loving companion
Both ready and eager to meet 
Whatever is coming their way. 

When the hour strikes midnight
And the New Year opens wide
If you are not with me, nor I with you
You can rest assured you will be in my thoughts
And I hope my memory will be there with you.

We all have our battles and our bridges too burn
But New Years' Eve should be special
For a new beginning is about to be born.

We won't live forever nature will see to that
We only have now the presence
And it should be filled with laughter and love.
Builded around a willing sprit
One able to share
One willing to care. 
  
For there is really not many moments to waste
Life waits for noone as the hands of time move onward
Their life spans become shorter
Or so it does seem
As this New Years' strikes up the band
May it play a loud note
So our hearts can sing.
Categories: builded, faith, inspirational, life, love,
Form: Lyric

Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO APPEARS UNTO US BY FAITH

January 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 12-15

Key Verse– Genesis 12:7 And the LORD appeared unto Abram, and said, Unto thy seed will I give this land: and there builded he an altar unto the LORD, who appeared unto him.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO APPEARS UNTO US BY FAITH	

Praise be to God for appearing unto us by faith as we:
Believe His assertion and assurance
Build an altar unto Him with our affection and appreciation
Beseech His affirmation and approval
Beg for His acceptance along our arrogance-admission

Genesis 12:2 Praise be to the Lord for blessing us while we:
Depart from selfishness
Depend on His sustenance
Direct souls to the Saviour

Genesis 13:4 Praise be to Christ for letting us call on His name in our spiritual journey in:
Going up toward godliness from wickedness 
Getting out from garbage of worldliness
Gearing through goodness against waywardness
Gaining grace-grants along work-worthiness

Genesis 14:20-22 Praise be to the most High Almighty:
Possessor of heaven and earth
Pursuer against sin-captivity and guilt-enclosure
Protector through His deliverance and rescue
Provider of goods and substance-riches
Pourer of satisfaction and contentment
Peace-giver along His mercy and truth
Purifier of hearts by His forgiveness and purging
Performer of perfection plan and program
Purpose-fulfiller with His salvation and redemption
Pardoner of transgressions and iniquity

Genesis 15:1 Praise be to the Saviour Who is also our Shield with His:
Vision for our expected gracious restoration
Vow of exceeding great reward
Virtue of excellent guiding righteousness
Victory along exposure of governing revival. Amen.

January 4, 2024
Categories: builded, bible, blessing, christian, faith,
Form: Alliteration

Premium Member Temple of the Lord

??Ephesians 2:20-22 KJV??
[20] and are built upon the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Jesus Christ himself being the chief corner stone; [21] in whom all the building fitly framed together groweth unto an holy temple in the Lord: [22] in whom ye also are builded together for an habitation of God through the Spirit.

Revelation 21:22 KJV??
[22] And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God 
Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it.


??1 Corinthians 3:16-17 KJV??
[16] Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you? [17] If any man defile the temple of God, him shall God destroy; for the temple of God is holy, which temple ye are.
Categories: builded, faith,
Form:

The World Is Art

IN EVERY PLACE
there a  face
its builded for taste
art is not waste
its not borrow
tell a story
its art of  boy and girls
sitting on a cart
THE WORLD OF ART
Categories: builded, adventure, life, nostalgia,
Form: Light Verse
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