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Every day you have a choice,
Of how to live your life,
Serving others or serving self,
Making peace or causing strife.
You can choose to be cheerful,
Or choose to be sad.
You can choose to forgive,
Or choose to stay mad.
You can choose to love others,
As God has loved you,
Or you can choose to be selfish,
In all that you do.
You can choose to complain,
About everything that's wrong,
Or you can choose to be grateful,
And praise God all day long.
So make your choices carefully,
Each and every day.
Choose the good, reject the bad,
And let Jesus guide your way.
7/22/21
So I believe in many things but i also believe in not many things.
I believe that there are people who come and go in and out of your life to teach you something at that exact time that you needed them to be there, positive or negative it doesn't matter you learnt something from them. I've learnt that hate and resentment even the holding of grudges is like poison, it can take hold of you and slowly smoother you and take over your idea In a negative way. It's up to you to choice not to hold on to ugly things from the past and deal with them, or choice to forgive and move on. We can't change the way our choices made the past the way it was, but we can choose not to carry it into our today's and tomorrow's, be wise who wants to fill our tomorrow's with doom and gloom before we even get there? Let's choose to draw positive people, experiences, adventures even into our today and worry about tommorrow, tommorrow. Don't worry on what the future brings there's no rules or musts only your own trusts. To trust in your self to make good choices, to see the good in everything and to see the gift around us, what God gave us this beautiful land this place the birds, the sky the trees and the flowers how lucky are we? Why are we complaining? It's up to you, look at the big picture and choose well.
Your anger made me learn many things.
If I hear loud footsteps, I needed to be quiet.
Your screaming and yelling taught me to not tell you if I needed help.
I learned not to say anything while or after you yell, it only seemed to make things worse.
For years I thought I was the source of your anger.
But no.
You were angry at someone else and took it out on me.
And now you are the source of my anger.
I was so angry that you took yours out on me.
But unlike you, I try to control my anger.
I don't scream and shout like you do.
I try to forgive.
I don't want to be like you.
The irony.
When I was little I wanted to be just like you.
I wanted to do the things you did.
But now?
Your anger has taken over you.
I want nothing to do with you.
I do not want to be you.
I don't want to be near you.
But anywhere I go, you seem to be there.
In every loud voice, in every loud shout.
Anytime someone yells, to me or not, I hear you, I see you.
That is why I work to never be like you.
I work on controlling my anger.
I work on not taking my anger out on those who do not deserve it.
I am me.
And I have changed.
You are you.
And you still have not changed.
To err is human, to forgive take mine,
A mistake is a correction in reverse,
Think positive and you will not blow a fuse,
If you love fresh grapes, then you will hate sour wine,
Don't cry over spilled milk, unless you were under it,
13 is bad luck, especially if you have 13 pork chops and fourteen guests,
When angry, don't increase your volume but increase your knowledge, it's rain that grows flowers, not thunder
To see a rainbow, you have to live through a storm
My older brother was always smarter than me and he's a moron
FINALLY,
Iliescu, oldest woman at 67 years old--short of a week--gave birth.
Date: 08/25/2019
boys are joy
boys are sons
boys are little men
boys are just boys
the world needs boys
to tempt a young girls heart
to dream of adventures grand
to play the games of youth
to grow into men
little puppies need boys
they are dog's best friend
all the toys need boys
who would break them
angels need boys
so easy to win their wings
songs need boys
so many songs to sing
fathers need boys
their name is in their sons
mothers need boys
their love is never done
fun needs boys
who else can so readily play
night needs boys
to dream of a brand new day
hope needs boys
to see the future new
courage needs boys
to test fate true
sisters need boys
to be big and baby brothers
boys need boys
to worry loving mothers
laughter needs boys
to make God smile
tears need boys
to hide within a scowl
pride needs boys
to boast so loud
shame needs boys
to forgive somehow
mischief needs boys
secrets to uncover
love needs boys
what innocence will discover
chores need boys
to go undone
games need boys
to have fun
time needs boys
to grow into men
men need boys
to be the boy within
snakes snails and puppy dog tails
sons brothers friends
the world needs boys
to keep it young
to keep it fun
boys are boys
High upon the mountain
a castle stood so proud.
Down below in terror
a noise was stirring loud.
The Baron heard the voices
he had short time to wait,
for he had to get away
his object of such hate.
Up the hill they came
with torches burning bright.
Up towards the castle
they were a blinding sight.
The Monster was so slow
he lumbered cross the floor.
Then down a winding tunnel
behind a hidden door.
The Baron led him out
and sent him on his way.
Then went back to face
the price he"d have to pay.
The villagers were all in.
Intent upon destruction,
that thing the Baron made
of human part construction.
The castle was on fire
as the Baron reappeared,
the villagers fell silent
as they faced the man they feared.
At the edge of forest deep
the Monster turned and stood.
He would never understand
why he was misunderstood.
The Barons voice was loud
as he shouted"God forgive,
that you should all destroy
the miracle i made live".
There was silence for a moment
as if they knew not what to do.
Then hysteria took control
and bedlam did ensue.
The castle was burned down,
the ashes now so cold.
It has fallen into legend,
a story to be told.
But deep within a forest
after fifty years and five.
The Barons work is breathing
and very much alive.
Alone and in despair,
afraid to show his face.
Hated and despised
by all the human race.
A victim of a time
when ignorance reigned supreme.
And science had became
a lost forgotten dream.
A human tear fell down,
the Monster gave a sigh.
He only had one wish
if only he could die.
October 20 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Acts 14-15
Key Verse – Acts 14:27 And when they were come, and had gathered the church together, they rehearsed all that God had done with them, and how he had opened the door of faith unto the Gentiles.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY FAITH’S DOOR OPENER
Lord God, You are my faith’s door Opener
Whom I humbly acknowledge
Thank You for enclosing me around Your fellowship’s privilege…
I repent from holding on to secularism of evil sacrilege
Please forgive me as I seek Your divine knowledge.
Lord God, You are my faith’s door Opener
Whom I greatly recognize for Your sacrifice
Thank You for turning me from vanities of worthless price…
I repent from walking upon carnal ways that fleshly entice
Please forgive me as I learn from Your counsel and advice.
Lord God, You are my faith’s door Opener
Whom I willingly submit to with sincerity
Thank You for exhorting me to continue in the faith despite infirmity…
I repent from being deceived against belief’s stability
Please forgive me as I stand upon Your truth’s verity.
Lord God, You are my faith’s door Opener
Whom I constantly cling to for my transformation
Thank You for securing my salvation with Your eternal life’s provision…
I repent from declaring without zeal my redemption
Please forgive me as I testify about Your Gospel with joyous proclamation.
Lord God, You are my faith’s door Opener
Whom I attentively hearken to responsively
Thank You for building me up along Your discipleship graciously…
I repent from mingling my thoughts with doubts intermittently
Please forgive me as I strive to follow Your leading peacefully.
Lord God, You are my faith’s door Opener
Whom I fervently pray to with delight
Thank You for making me rejoice in Your presence day and night…
I repent from disobeying You because of my sinfulness-blight
Please forgive me as I depend on You and Your caring might.
Lord God, You are my faith’s door Opener
Whom I gladly worship along Your offered partnership
Thank You for perfecting me through Your compassionate workmanship…
I repent from entertaining the enemy’s friendship
Please forgive me as I savour Your loving vibrant relationship.
October 20, 2023
D'ya notice how handsome
This dude is today
Bet you're speechless
And totally amazed
Can't imagine the difficulty
You haven't a clue
To wake up, such a specimen
While maintaing my cool
Now you may think my beano
Is too big for my britches
But it comes with the accolades
So I scratch where it itches
Us guys are real fortunate
So what can I say
It's a cross we must bear
That we live with each day
Sure gets annoying
Those pretty young fillies
Constantly hounding me
To show them my willy
Now a little bit of smut
Has crept into my verse
Please forgive me P-Soupers
It could be a lot worse
D'ya notice how handsome
This dude is today
Betcha you're speechless
And totally amazed!
© Jack Ellison 2013
i look at you tonight
even after we fight
i cannot be mad at you
for my love for you is so true
i think i will get up and make you coffee
perhaps scoop up that ice cream you love with the toffee
maybe i will just steal me a 'forgive me' kiss
no matter if it is all hit or miss
i will be the silliest clown just to see you smile
it is what drew me to you all the while
you got me whipped and you know it's true
i am just another guy who oftentimes have not a clue
i laugh softly to myself because we have been through worse
you startle me back to reality as you laugh right with me and say 'i'm sorry' first
(A lone figure, kneels and prays. Watched by his faithful cat, Rudolph)
I was born a sinner
Lord
For all us triers are
Blindly sent to live by You
An unknown higher power
To try to defeat the Devil's temptations and sin
But now at 75 and slowly dying
It's no use crying
Wishing I had done better
I've sinned all my life to live
Sinned
Staying out late looking for another with whom to live
Drank anything to get my soul wetter with all I could give
Gambled
Loved and lied
Been cheated on and cried
As inside I died
Cleaning up everything that was on my plate
So Lord it's now too late, and I know Saint Peter won't open your gates
But you know what
I still feel pride
About how I lived
So going to your purgatory with these feelings and sins
I'm sure I'll find other lost souls like me to continue the party
Because they'll be able to relate
For now, to change
As my end approaches
I still haven't got what it takes to be loyal
Since my Martha left me
After
For the millionth time,
I stayed out
Drinking and playing cards with the Gecko brothers
Watching strippers at the Titty Twister
Too late
Please forgive me Lord
Amen
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Foundation.
At the end, what would your last prayer be?
Did you live a good life or like the man above, give in to the Devils seductive powers?