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Four walls form the framework
Of what constitutes a room
And from within these confines
You can make your life bloom
These four walls give you security
From harm they keep you safe
Within the room you feel wrapped
And gain a sense of faith
So much there is this room can encourage
Thoughts and ideas with infinite possibilities
Leaving the space of the room and venturing out
Enables the chance to display ones' capabilities
Within the four walls so much growth can take place
So many things you can learn
It is said that knowledge is power
And with that power your life you can turn
Think not of your surroundings
As only four straight walls
Instead embrace and feel their support
Without them we'd struggle and fall
Thought for Today: Casting Down Imaginations
By Dana Redricks
Gods People
January 2, 2020
" We are destroying sophisticated arguments and every exalted and proud thing that sets itself up against the [true] knowledge of God, and we are taking every thought and purpose captive to the obedience of Christ, being ready to punish every act of disobedience, when your own obedience [as a church] is complete." 2 Corinthians 10:5 (AMP)
Our minds are the battlefield Satan uses. Everything begins as a thought life. Our enemy uses our thought life against us. If we change the way we think we change the way we live. Everything is determined by our thought life. If we want to stop thinking negative we have to replace those negative thoughts with positive ones, which is the Word of God. The Word of God is for defense and empowering with the purposes of God. The act of defense is the act of standing our ground against attacks, and schemes Satan and his demonic host. The Word of God is our defense against the attacks of the kingdom of darkness of Satan. that's why it is important to cast down every imagination that exalts itself against God, and put on the full Armor of God,"Therefore, put on the complete armor of God, so that you will be able to [successfully] resist and stand your ground in the evil day [of danger], and having done everything [that the crisis demands], to stand firm [in your place, fully prepared, immovable, victorious]." (Ephesians 6:11l. We should put on the Full Armor of God, so we will be able to stand in the evil day. the Word of God equips us and gives us everything we need to live a successful life in Christ, and also come against the attacks and schemes Satan's demonic forces.
"The doctrines of the gospel and discipline of the church are the weapons of this warfare; and these are not carnal: outward force, therefore, is not the method of the gospel, but strong persuasions, by the power of truth and meekness of wisdom. A good argument this is against persecution for conscience’ sake: conscience is accountable to God only; and people must be persuaded to God and their duty, not driven by force of arms. And so the weapons of our warfare are mighty, or very powerful; the evidence of truth is convincing and cogent." Matthew Henry Commentary
Fear, it's like a shadow in our hearts,
A feeling that can make us fall apart.
It's when we're scared of something near or far,
But we can learn from it, like a guiding star.
Sometimes it warns us of things to avoid,
Like dangers in the woods where creatures hide.
But in our lives today, it can make us hesitate,
It stop us from trying new things, or even close a gate.
Fear of the unknown, it's like a fear of what's new,
But remember, it's often where growth comes through.
If you're afraid to try something you've not done before,
Take a step, be brave, and open a new door.
Fear of failing, it's when we're scared to make a mistake,
But it's through our failures that we learn and awake.
So don't let it hold you back or make you hide,
Keep pushing forward, with each stumble, you'll stride.
Fear of being rejected, it's when we're scared to connect,
But relationships and love are what we should protect.
Don't be afraid to open your heart wide,
For friendship and love are worth the ride.
Fear of change, it's when we're scared of what's new,
But change is something we all go through.
Adapting and growing is how we survive,
So embrace it, and watch your life thrive.
Fear of the past, it's when old memories haunt,
But we can't change the things that once taunt.
Forgive, let go, and find peace today,
The past can't control you, it can't make you sway.
Fear, it's like a teacher, offering us advice,
Helping us make choices that are wise.
But don't let it take over, you're in control here,
With courage and wisdom, you can conquer your fear.
Let's not be scared, face fears strong,
With courage, we can prove them wrong.
Fear can teach us, but won't control our way,
In the end, love and hope have their say.
Take on each challenge, step into the light,
With a heart unburdened, take a fearless flight.
Fear might stick around, but it can't hold us down,
With our strength and guts, we'll wear victory's crown.
In life's journey, through every twist and bend,
We'll learn from fear, we'll grow, we'll ascend.
So, let's beat our worries, rise high, no tear,
A future awaits where we live with no fear.
with love i step out of darkness,
with love i'll step into the truth,
i'll press forward through all my uncertainties even when i feel confused,
breaking down all barriers of heartache, continually accomplishing loves
purpose,
for i know what is seen on the outside, usually never matches what's below the
surface,
sometimes it's impossible to see loves beauty, it tends to cower and back down,
you want to say what's in your heart, but you truly don't know how,
i cannot hide my spirit, being it's the most sensitive part of me,
not sharing it only stifles my growth, i'm so curious to learn new things,
the still solitude of his peacefulness, the power of his spirit, like rushing winds
blow,
on the roads of crossing, we reunite in unison, through pain and suffering what
love you've shown,
these tidal waves of burdens you've covered and loosened from lifes grip,
you've taken me with a new desire, a new path along life's trip,
resting on love's promise, peace surmising sadness,
trusting in knowing he delivers my heart by replacing hurt with gladness.
Form:
Like cooperatives explicitly known
and felt,
most virtuous circle systems
love meaningful ecological theology,
a WinWin reiteratively continuous choice
grows political democratic
tit=tat resilience into multicultural perpetuity,
whether virtuous ego inside
and/or eco-habitat therapeutic outside.
Like implicit competitions,
not not corollaries make most vicious
LoseLose degenerative non-choices toward WinWin,
prejudicial leaning toward
inside ego-economic priority
over outside green theological opportunity,
continues stuck in pathological violent nihilism,
dissonant absence of resilience,
ego-inside rabid
as climate pathological revenge,
for anti-ecological LoseLose reactionary ecopolitical choices
militaristic
growing short-tempered mendaciously rabid
LeftBrain dominant expedience
Secular vicious cycles
pursue wealthy growth
to autonomously achieve fleeting desperate health,
before deficit played-out absence
of further future expiration dates
predicting Earth's pulselessness--
attenuated rootlessness
Sacred virtuous long-rooted recyclers
pursue ecotherapeutic healthy memories
of more nutritiously wealthy forests,
wild undomesticated RightBrain sacred spaces
To cooperatively achieve resiliently balanced
multicultural theology of meaning
ego-green wealth
pursuing ultra-nonviolent Tit health
for ultra-violet Tattling wealth...
Long-term cooperative virtues
absorbing short-term viciousness
EcoTherapy
absorbing EgoRabid Virality
Integrity
absorbing Dementia
Yin
absorbing Yang
Like cooperative cytosine
absorbing autonomous uracil.
All are unworthy. Each if us fail we are weighed
In the balance, the plumb line is streched over
Our ways, we fall like fruit before the harvest
Is here.' wasted in the very paths of redemption
We are close by..yet our ears are dim.!
Eyes full of sleep, we call out for sight.'
Yet we love apathy.' We do not struggle
Sin enfolds us, our days pass in turmoil
Like dew before the sun, we are a vapour
Those who know us, might search yet no
More will we be found, without help we
Are doomed.' The Great day approaches '
Yet we give no thought to salvation its
Path is the only one untrod by us.' The
Paths of anger and blasphemy we use'
But the valley of the dove.? We may never
Enter.? For its gate is low ' and we will
Not bow '
Destitute, barren, hollow,
Senses malfunction,
Reality, I struggle to swallow,
Critical error, dysfunction.
Pain seeps in, like water in the desert,
Absorbed in my core,
Grows within, with little effort,
Heart cries, tears pour through pores.
The black swirls once again,
Casting shadows throughout,
Enveloping the best of men,
Fear, shame, terror, doubt.
One small flicker of flame resides,
In the recesses of despair,
The darkness it defies,
Everlasting potential to flare.
Protect it, at all costs, fuel it desires,
A light breeze of hope breathes life,
Ignite the future, release the fire,
Illuminate your soul, engulf the strife.
MY FIVE SENSES AT WORK WITH MY SPECIAL CHILD
With my God-given sense of sight
I thank* His miraculous might
For my special child’s milestones’ height
He manifests with great delight:
…appreciative face, glowing bright
…raising hands while learning left or right
…distinguishing yellow from white
…sign language show of prayer-plight!
As for my ready sense of smell
The Lord signals my nose to tell
If my special child can revel
In his grooming as scented well:
…since his quirky acts don’t repel
…the baby cologne’s blissful swell
…with his perfumed lotion and gel
…of after-bath fragrance level!
Through my tasting ability
God endows me sense-faculty
To check food nutrients’ quality
For my child’s growth-intensity:
…midst sweet cravings - chocolatey
…appetite for fish, so meaty
…as well as juice, milky and fruity
…ignoring bitter or salty!
By my God-blessed sense of hearing
I listen to my child sharing
His thoughts midst shouts so endearing
Thru his glee-filled muttering:
…Bible stories, his heart stirring
…Gospel songs with his voice soaring
…stammering about cats purring
…noise - whispering, cheering, caring!
Along my God-bestowed touch-sense
I can feel my child’s innocence
Filled with wondrous wisdom’s presence
By his assurance-grip’s license:
…kiss of gratitude's prevalence
…embrace of sweet joy’s opulence
…hugs of peace for restful silence
…all expressing love’s excellence!
*1Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
August 10, 2018
6th place, "Five Senses" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Viv Wigley; judged on 8/14/2018.
Time's eyes twinkle kindly towards my fate,
while I steal glances between old growth trees.
Aching for what's beyond the path that waits,
that rekindles a driving force within me.
It has been so long ago since I've felt
the tightening of sweaty hands against
once argent frame, where fond affection dwelt,
and heard teasing laughter that would ascend.
Sheath in his continuance of life, which cleaves
with passing of time, love did, finally bloom,
while petulant leaves and wisp of wind weaves
swapped stories on whist cool nights it consumes.
I nuzzled into his embrace, to exist
there forever, relation which subsists.
7/10/2017
In our final breath, the truth unfolds.
As we die, a secret is told.
No longer bound by our earthly lives.
We see through veils, with opened eyes.
It was only us, in every role we played.
The lover, the fighter, the one who prayed.
Through joys and sorrows, triumphs, and fears.
It was only us, through all the years.
As we depart this mortal stage.
We shed the masks and release the cage.
For in the end we come to find.
It was only us in every mind.
Fractured souls, on a distant shore.
And in death, we become restored.
For we are the actors, the stage, the scene.
In this eternal drama, we are the dream.
Never forget, you are more than your name.
Even if this is all just a game.
And when the curtian falls at last.
We will find ourselves whole and vast.