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it's not over until it's over until God has His say
and it's not what it looks like until God has His way
when you look at a Pastor of anyone who's in service to the Lord God
you have no idea what they've gone through nor the things that weigh on their hearts
for it's not easy to be a true disciple and teacher of the Holy Word
it's not a walk in the park no matter what you have heard
King David was a true disciple, an anointed gift from God
he was a special type of man who possessed a contrite heart
he was given the huge responsibility of leadership over a nation
the people demanded much from him and had high expectations
a catastrophe occurred one day when all the women and children were taken
David's men were so grievously upset that they were physically shaken
they then became angry and bitter over what had gone down
they held David responsible and wanted to stone him into the ground
yet David himself lost two wives and he was also dismayed and discouraged
but as a true disciple of Christ he knew in God to be encouraged
David had a true calling, he was aware of his divine mission
he was appointed by the Lord God to take on the Great Commission
for whenever God has called on you
there's not much that you can do
for you can't run and you can't hide from what of you God desires
and He'll equip you for the task by giving you all you'll need and require
and be you a Pastor, a disciple or a deacon and you feel you're at the end of your rope
encourage yourself in the promises of God and hold on to its hope
life may sometimes beat you up and knock you all about
but it's not over until it's over until God calls the final out
encourage yourself in the Lord and embrace His authority
you might be down to your last strike and He'll give you the victory
and even if the final bell has rung
it ain't over until God says its done
and even when you're down to your last shot
it ain't over until God says it's not
and even if it's fourth and long yet you can see the goal
trust in God to make the completion for He's in total control
it's not over until it's over not even when the fat lady starts to sing
as the Lord Our God has the last word when it comes to everything
the buzzer might have sounded, the clock has run out and you're down to the final play
but it's not over until it's over as long as God has something to say
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I
am
the
star
that
shone
brightly
in the East
that night
so long ago
A heavenly light
that guided wise men
to the place where He lie
In a manger on a blanket of hay
****Christ -Immanuel - a radiant child - a gift from God****
His only son who died on a cross
for teaching us to love and
help one another
for this is
the only
way
there
Will
ever
be
peace
on
Earth
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There were several women nearby who were crying and wailing over this condemned
man. The convicted man turned slowly towards them and that was the first time Simon heard
him speak.
Breathlessly, the convict stopped and quietly spoke to these lamenting women. Simon
stopped with him under the weight of the beam. Simon never understood these words at that
time, .. but he never forgot them. This blood soaked, ravaged dirty half dead man turned to
the women and rasped ,…
“Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for Me …but weep for yourselves and your
children.“ He caught his breath, wiped the dust and blood from his eyes with the ragged
sleeve of his torn robe and continued…“For indeed the days are coming in which
they will say, “Blessed are the barren, wombs that never bore, and breasts which never
nursed!”
The crowd had already become silent to hear what the accused was saying, because this
kind of talk was unheard of in a time when bearing children and mother hood was considered
extremely holy and a gift directly from God Himself. It was proof that he must have been
possessed!
He continued , blood dripping from swollen lips, “Then they will begin to say to the
mountains, “Fall on us!!” and to the hills, “Cover us!!” …“For if they do these things While I
am with you,…what will they do when I am gone?” …… The sound of a lash slapped across his
torn bloody back and he shuffled forward but not before looking directly into Simon’s eyes..
The crowd again took up their noisy, morbid mission.
Simon grunted under the weight of the beam and thought they all sounded like a pack of
hungry jackals. He was certainly confused and inexplicably terrified.
After that gruesome unholy nightmare ended and for the rest of his life while walking the
hills, he kept hearing and was haunted by this man’s words over and over and wondered
what on earth they could mean.
“ Do not weep for Me…but weep for yourselves and your children…for indeed the days
are coming in which they will say, “Blessed are the barren, wombs that never bore, and
breasts which never nursed!!”......
This, to the people of his time was impossible! Children were a holy gift from God himself.
Blessed are the wombs that never bore...and breasts that never nursed?! What could he
have meant?
it's September and the new school year is now off the ground
but there's this crazy phenomenon happening called dumbing down
basically our children have decided that it's not very cool
if you're seen as being someone who's very smart in school
they're getting grades on the level of just barely passing through
for if you look too smart the others will make fun of you
but what the generation of today fails to see
is that education is the key to greater opportunity
when I think of the struggle my ancestors had in order to get educated
to be given a chance to one day become economically elevated
then I look around the word and have come to realize
that children in third world nations see education as a great prize
dumbing down is the latest form of mental slavery today
sabotaging our children's success and stopping their equal pay
to follow the status quo just to appear cool
dumbing down their assets to act like simple fools
no marketable skills and no chance to succeed
emulating those artists who rap about money, violence and greed
how will they ever compete in this global economy
when they don't even possess a basic college degree?
dumbing down their assets instead of doing them up
walking around wondering why they now have empty cups
they need to use that gift from God which is their smarts
and get that education which in life will give them a head start
and whatever they go on to do in their lives be it in either word or in deed
pray that they do it in Jesus' name and plant a mighty seed
don't let the world discourage them and attempt to keep them down
elevate them in Jesus' name and plant them on higher ground
they run around with their pants hanging off their butts and doo-rags on their heads
looking like street gang executioners and not Wall Street executives instead
as parents we've got to do our best to make sure they get educated
as parents we've got to pray for them and make sure in the Word they're elevated
so pray for them, cry over them and help them to do their best
encourage them and let them know they can be better than all the rest
the children are our future, our hope and our legacy
so make sure as parents that they get every opportunity
making it great in 2008 by telling your kids to do it up and not dumb down
just make sure you do it in Jesus' name and with love abound
WHERE TO BEGIN I LOVE MAN BECAUSE GOD MADE ME FILLED WITH DESIRE FOR MAN A GIFT TO MAN THERE WAS JOHN TERRY ALFRED HENRY CIRO LARRY ANTHONY CHARLES RETIRED SHERIFF THERE WAS DON HAROLD DON II JOHNNY ROBERT PHILLIP LEVI OH MY GOD I DARE NOT SAY THEE ELEVEN WHITE RUSSIANS EACH TAKING TURNS RIDING THE MECHANICAL BULL THERE WAS RICHARD JUNE BUG LOU WAS INTERESTING HE JUST LOVED TO LOOK HE WAS ALWAYS TOO EXCITE ATTORNEY CHARLIE WILSO.N OVER STRAWBERRY CHEESE CAKE BEN HOPKINS WHOLESALER USED CARS TONY BOLOGNY CAB DRIVER KINGS FROM SAIDI IRAQI KINGS YOUR HIGHNESS WAS THE BEST EVER NOT TO MENTION THE MEETING OF THE MINDS SGT MAJORS WORLD LEADERS CLERGY GOD BLESS THEM FOR BEING TEMPTED BY MY DESIRE ME WOMAN NO MAN COULD RESIST WHY MEN SIMPLY
LOST THEMSELVES IN MY DESIRE BEING AN ENTERTAINING A SHOW GIRL MARIETTA ROXY FOXY I DESIRE PLEASURE OF MAN HELL AM I WRONG I TRULY BELIEVE MAN WAS THE GREATEST GIFT TO WOMAN WHY I WAS ABLE TO BREED 8 TIMES THE JOY OF MAKING A BIG FAMILY HAS ITS PERK AND I ENJOYED EVERY MINUTE OF IT TOO THIS TRULY MAKES ME BLUSH FASCINATING TO SAY THE LEAST SGT SAVOY SGT MICHEAL PFC LITTLE THERE WAS FIRST SGT TOP SGT FIRST CLASS WILLIAMS MASTER SGT CHARLIE COMPANY SGT PERRY SGT HENDERSON MY MY MY SGT MAC GODS GIFT TO WOMAN IS MAN THIS IS MY PERSONAL GIFT FROM GOD BUT THERE ARE TIMES MY DESIRES REACH THE HOLY SPIRIT ON A SPIRITUAL LEVEL BOTH MY EX WERE CHEATERS SO I LEARNED TO LOVE ME MORE THAN MAN I COULDN'T IMAGINE MY LIFE WITHOUT GODS PRECIOUS GIFT OF MAN I CRAVE MAN GOD CREATED ME FOR MAN HIS REASON MAN COULDN'T BE TRUSTED TO BE ALONE SINCE ADAM WAS TRYING TO BREED WITH ANIMALS GOD KNEW ABOMINATION WOULD RUIN HIS EARTH WHO WOULD BE FRUITFUL ME WOMAN 8 KIDS 26 GRAND TWO GREAT GRAND PLEASURE MY REALITY BEING ME WOMAN THANK YOU GOD FOR MAKING ME FOR MAN WOW OH HOW I DESIRE MAN GODS MOST PRECIOUS GIFT TO WOMAN OUTSIDE OF NUNNS BUT I'M QUITE SURE EVEN NUNNS HAVE DESIRE FOR MAN THAT'S WHY THEY PRAY THE ROSARY AT 7 AM EVERY MORNING FLUSHING THE SINFUL NATURE OF BEING TOUCHED BY A MAN WELL I'M NO NUNN MAN UNDER ME ABOVE ME WITHIN ME DESIRE DESIRE THE COMPLETE DESIRE OF MAN AND WOMAN THAT'S GODS GIFT TO ME MORE MORE MORE MAN FOR EVERY WOMAN AND I WANT SECONDS YES PLEASE MARCO POLO I ADORE MAN EVEVY INCH OF MANHOOD REACHES MY DESIRE CREATING IN ME FRUITFULNESS I CAN'T DENY I THINK I'LL HAVE SOME MAN RIGHT NOW WHY NOT
v. 1 Worthless like an iPhone that isn’t activated…
Texting is so overrated…lately, I’ve felt jaded…
I’m the dirty laundry in your bedroom
I suck up the dirt from the carpet and the gloom
Does…torture…me…
Ch. : The technology bond – I flee
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
V. 2 Writing is a gift from God Most High
Reading Proverbs and Psalms of plenty
I cry aloud to Him and He listens, but why…….?
Why do I cry so much…missing sleep of beauty…
Recently, I’ve been ashamed of my existence
Right this instant, right this instant
I’m tired of discouraging me
I’m tired of you discouraging me,
Treating me like laundry on my carpet floor
Ch. : The technology bond – I flee
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
v. 3 Get off your phone, look at me; I, alone, love you
A couple of minutes later, my mind is on a clean slate today
Conversations of so many I hear in this classroom
Gloom is my groom and I marry the wife of strife…
Never once felt by affection,
But felt on by rejection
But inflamed by rejection
The infliction of insanity fires up my skull
Can’t you see? Can’t you see my sorrowful soul?
Ch. : The technology bond – I flee
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
The technology bond – I am set free
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
I’m connected to you
And you are connected to me
Haven’t you got the clue
That you belong to me?
Shame embraced me bitterly…
But, fame will hug me spontaneously…
One more time I gaze into those eyes, one more time I try to see deep inside.
One more time I Smell your sweet hair, one more time I feel your presence in the
air. One more time i hold you in my arms, one more time I kiss you under the
stars. One more time I tell you I love you, One more time I dream of you.
With every breath I cherish you, with every breath I fall deeper in love with you.
With every breath I find it harder to fight how I feel, with every breath more and
more I realize whats real. You picked me from the beginning and I'll stay with
you 'till the end, always remembering how you're my best friend.
Your kiss leaves me hypnotized, your love leaves me paralyzed. Bringing light to
my life, a few years down the road hopefully becoming my wife. You take the
breath right out of me, filling what used to be a hole with a heart so clean. What
did I do to deserve someone as great as you?
My gift from God, my angel on earth, I promise to never leave you hurt. My lighted
way, my brightest day, hearing your voice erases my pain and helps me let go of
my shame. Your touch so gentle, your kiss so sweet, you bring me peace
whenever we meet.
Everything they done to you, and all the pain you suffered through, all the things
you could've been, I thank God you didn't listen to them. I will not leave you
comfortless, I will come to you. I know theres pain that you hide, you stuff it down
deep inside, whether or not it becomes too much to bear, I will never leave you
suffering, standing there.
I miss you more than you could ever know, I love you and am not afraid to let it
show, we're still young so we take it slow, but no matter what I'll never let you go.
Searching for nothing, wondering how I changed, thanking you for everything.
Can't find the answers, I'm crawling on my knees, waiting for you to finally come
help me.
And when the day comes and one of us should die, one last time I'll gaze into
your eyes, one last time I'll let you deep inside. One last time I'll hold you in my
arms, one last time I'll kiss you, hoping the rest of your life I'll be the one who
miss's you. one last time with my last breath I'll smell you sweet hair, but unlike
this life my love won't end there.
Virtue and innocence,
Stolen when parents put
a child’s emotions on a fence.
A teacher by day,
A babysitter when my friend who is a widower
needs to get away,
Goodness and purity,
My niece loves security,
An angel to the lost,
Devotion is shown without a cost,
They may not be my offspring,
However, I love them with my everything,
They may not be my juveniles,
But I guide them through all life’s trials,
Children are a gift from God,
The ones in my life have had it hard,
I treat each one with tender care,
Let them know I will always be there,
Lessons need to be learned,
Even children’s relationships get burned,
Guidance needs to be bestowed,
A bond where they don’t feel alone on their road,
Impartation and constant evaluations,
Instruction and exposure,
The children in my life needed a sense of closure,
So many are abused,
Their parents seem to have misused,
I am a mommy to many,
Making sure that they have plenty,
There curiosity and desires,
Help me feel inspired,
Breathing new hope and life within,
Showing them life can be better
then how it did begin,
Making music out of a mess,
Helping to put pieces back together so they can rest,
Restoring broken dreams,
Watching them glisten and glean,
Speaking life into the areas that were dead,
Healing hearts and heads,
Letting gardens arise,
Where weeds paralyzed,
My children teach me every single day,
To appreciate my life,
Even when I feel dismayed,
For someone has it worse,
This is not some silly verse,
love can heal broken wings,
embrace a child,
watch the song they will sing.
By: sabina Nicole
A BLOCKBUSTER A POETRY DIVA!
Introduction please::
Through the eyes of a Spiritual Healer, sees Oblivion Dark Sunshine.
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Never a task will she take that she cannot complete.
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UPDATED SEPTEMBER 15, 2014!
Reading from a man`s mind “facial expression “
‘My face my shuttered face’
His face tells more than a mouth could tell
‘My face tears running down my face’
It tells out more than you can read from his heart
‘My heart a bleeding heart’
For a man is a reserved creature where emotions are hidden
‘My emotions when love is involved’
For loving is caring and kind as is
“A gift from above a gift from God “
So are the feelings that present what it reads in heart
‘My heart that trust my heart fear disappointment’
The feeling of loving is the feeling of longing
‘I am longing for a soul mate a true friend’
For a man has lost a rib in the beginning for creation of a soul mate
‘Yes he lost one rib for a reason to create... The one and only’
And yes the feeling of loving is a feeling of reclaiming back thy creation to make a man complete.
Surviving the times of loneliness is like walking on a desert
‘A desert of no hope with high temperatures’
Yes a desert of no hope where a man can’t live for long without water
‘And yes brave men do’ to reclaim their belonging
He will survive thy temperatures “forever “he will love thy creation
“Neither” will he hurt nor lie to her
As he walks through the desert he think about her, he sees her face even though never met her, his face is wet as tears of joy running down his face
But he still continues even though there is no hope for water along the way
As tears and sweat run down his face and body he hopes to meet a true creature made out of his rib, few more steps going ahead he smiles he feels complete then he sings” “He wishes for love not tears of blood from a broken heart”
Tears of blood fall from a broken heart
A man never wish to separate from thy creation
for he wish to hold on "forever"
"never “do he wish to part ways with thy loved one
”Say you love me, look in the eye and make a promise”
“Please don’t leave me please don’t hurt me”
“Your tender touch, a soft kiss”
“things about you I enjoy most”
“as I often cry when I’m with you deep down I smile and tears of joy falling down my face “