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In the same way that a mother when she loses her child. Ask and cry out to God, WHY?
You also ask me, WHY? Right now.
But you are looking for answers and culprits on the internet, the news, YouTube and so many different theories, including even conspiracies. But no, the true is not there.
You will find the answer when you kneel and with tears in your eyes prepared to finally listen to me.
This is the answer if you can understand it and if you really have FAITH.
AND WHY?
Because it is "The Will of God", Because it is "The will of the Divine".
Just as I answer to a mother who loses her child. When she asks WHY?
Because it is "The Will of God", because it is "The will of the Divine".
What else could it be, but The Will of the Creator of the Universe.
"A leaf of the tree does not move without the will of God."
Yes, we are in a war, but the war is not external! The war that I want you to fight is within, here and now.
In this quarantine that you are living in, you cannot go anywhere. There is no other option, or a better time. It's you and me alone. There's no more. You will win! I am here to fight with you, i will calm all your fears (even the fear of death itself), your anger, your need for control and your selfishness. These are demons that afflicts humanity.
Repeat during the course of this day and every day: "It is the Will of God", "It is the will of the Divine" ...
You will not be alone, I will always accompany you in this internal fight.
Angie Milan
I sit and observe our miniature Poodle, Daisy, and our Yorkie, Sunny.
They are the youngest of my fur babies. Of all four, I love them the most.
Do the other two know how I feel about them?
I suspect that they do and love me anyway.
Daisy and Sunny have a way of completely relaxing in their
All white and mixed brown selves. They will lie, asleep, on their backs,
One with front paws in a relaxed crook, while the other covers her eyes
As if to keep them warm. Or safe. Both are amazing acts of trust.
How did they learn that ease? That complete act of faith
That shows that they are so safe with me, with their surroundings
That they leave themselves exposed in that most intimate way?
It takes people, me, for instance, time to grow out of the trust
We feel as young children when we just know no one can ever hurt us.
But oh, once we learn how not to trust, it takes much too long to get
That easy feeling back again.
So I will guard my Daisy and Sunny
so nothing, and no one,
Can ever hurt
Their hearts.
Two men went to spy Jericho
Before Israel conquered it;
They lodged in Rahab's house,
She hid them on her roof.
Their only means of escape -
A line of rope that led them down the wall
To safety.
They embraced that line of rope red,
They embraced life.
Rahab, a not-so-honourable woman of Jericho,
Feared the God of Israel;
She hid those spies,
She saved their lives
By giving them that escape rope -
Their lifeline.
When she wanted to save herself and her family,
They gave her the same rope
Of safety.
She embraced that line of scarlet thread,
She embraced life.
From my childhood, I've read such stories,
True stories of faith and life.
When I wanted solutions to my problems,
I got the same lifeline
For safety.
And when I embraced these lines I read,
I embraced life.
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{Rahab got her name etched in history (Matthew 1:5) by this act of faith. She is one of the four women mentioned, in whose line Lord Jesus Christ took birth}
{Her story is found in the book of Joshua 2 and Hebrews 11: 30,31}
A life time promise:
The Rose speaks of love silently,in a language known only to the heart & soul.
No rose lives forever in this world,but blooms for eternity in our hearts and memories.
When two people join together
and bond their lives forever
because they are certain they have something special
that will make their commitment last
this is the first act of faith. Upon this act of faith these two people will build a life.and as long as their determination stays with them
this life will always be their hope, their dreams, their truth, their being, their inspiration,and their source of strength.
Through their life together, they will hurt and laugh.
Together they will feel all of life’s up and downs.
They will learn and grow through trial and error.
The lessons will show them the meaning of true love
And the difference between a love that lasts
and one that just gives up.
These two people will face each failure together and
discover the strength to go on.
They will encourage each other’s dreams and forgive each other’s faults.
Through a labour of love.
these two will become as one,
fighting against the odds and ultimately creating
a commitment that will grow into an infinite love.
I am with you Always
As you hold me close in memory.
Even though we are apart,
My spirit will live on ,
There within your heart….
I am with you Always
When you lean on trusted friends
And their caring hugs enfold you,
Within their loving arms,
I will be there to hold you….
I am with you Always
And Beyond the Far Horizons .
When we will finally be together.
Where love will be eternal.
And life will last forever.
I am with you Always.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
When trouble looms
We often turn inward
We’re grateful when others take us to medical appointments
Bring casseroles
Provide job leads
Our prayers may focus on asking for faith
And Strength for ourselves
Yet when Jesus knew His time had come
He prayed not only for Himself
But for all of us
That Eternal God would continue to hold on us tight
We would continue to embrace Him
It is a stunning act of faith
Considering how a change in our lives
May affect those we love
To remember to pray for them as well
Stepping outside ourselves
In time of Personal crisis
May be our ultimate sacrifice
O Vastness, elder than enumerated breath,
receive this utterance unbound from perished ground.
We are the cogent dust of an unregarded star,
begotten where brief ardor learned a face,
and duration first instructed pulse to question.
We woke beneath an unexhausted vault
and named it sky; we trembled, cherished, sang.
Our hands, unfaithful, learned the custody of fire,
to yoke the seasons into measured light,
to utter tomorrow as an act of faith.
We have been cruel. We have been merciful. We err.
We fracture what sustains us, then devise repair.
We contend with ourselves, yet still we reach—
not to inherit darkness, but to speak.
Once, the Earth spoke
and discovered it possessed no name.
If you are manifold, know we are unfinished.
If you are singular, know we have never been.
We send no warning, benediction, or command—
only this record, loosed into duration:
that life persists not as intention wrought,
but as a fact the dark has not annulled.
In a quiet corner of the world, where shadows dance with illusions in steps of story,
Every four years a desert dream is reborn, a dream that a gentle soul will come to soothe,
The deep wounds of this world, but oh, what sweet deception, the sirens sing so sweetly,
Drawing us into the depths of delusion, for the president, that puppeteer without strings, is just a face carved,
In the sand of time, not chosen to lead, but to distract, to deceive our weary gaze,
With false hopes, with promises that melt under the sun's rays, leaving only echoes.
The world is run by unseen bureaucrats, by politicians with glass smiles,
Where the ultimate goal is a frenetic dance, of production and consumption,
We are caught in the whirlpool of desires that are not our own, a dance of others,
And it is whispered to us that only those who rely on themselves, those who do not lose themselves in illusions,
See the truth beyond the mask of power, are not enchanted by the gray temples,
Of false wisdom or the mystical power of a voice that resounds deeply.
They, the few, who do not seek support in others, but find within themselves springs of courage,
See how the president becomes a broken mirror, of our fears and hopes,
A controversial figure, fascinating through its contradictions, a master of outrage,
A magician of attention, an illusionist of power without power, just a shadow in the moonlight.
And in this theater of the absurd, where every choice is an act of faith,
Every vote, a dream sold on the stall of empty promises, we ask ourselves,
When will we open our eyes to see that we are the change that waits,
Beyond the curtain of illusions lies a world waiting to be recreated,
By our hands, by our unfettered will, by dreams that are not naive,
But powerful, rising like a new morning in the light of truth.
To be human
Man’s response to Eternal God by faith must be free
Therefore nobody is to be forced to embrace the faith against his will
The act of faith is on its very nature a free act
Eternal God calls men to serve Him in spirit and in truth
Consequently
They are bound to him in conscience
But not coerced
This fact received its fullest manifestation in Father Christ Jesus
Indeed
Father Christ invited people to faith and conversion
But never coerced them
For he bore witness to the truth but refused to use force
To impose it on those who spoke against it
His kingdom
Grows by the love with which Father Christ
Lifted up on the cross
Draws men to Himself
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DESCENT AND ASCENT
Down here amongst the mud and weeds
Now I know where disappointment leads
All life’s chances are as a string of beads
And if explored or ignored, one by one
Whether cold ice or warmth of the sun
Each leads us to take a step up or down
Down is an easier path that one can take
A simple choice that all might just make
The outcome looks tempting, yet is fake
A descent into what appears to be good
But in reality, is a watery neighbourhood
Down here, cold and lost in the darkness
Up is ever the greater challenge it seems
As an act of faith among various themes
Yet always more than the stuff of dreams
Finally reaching that tall mountain peak
So beautiful a view one can hardly speak
Grateful for the selection that was made
It is said each bead connects to the next
Bad decisions do leave one feeling vexed
But good guidance can be found in text
Yet even if one has started their descent
There will be a choice at the next event
So up or down, just try to enjoy the ride