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There is a hiding place from all life’s woes
A city, where the weary and heavy laden may go.
A resting place where from the world, I am free.
A sanctuary of grace that welcomes all inside its gate.
A place where time must yield to eternal day,
and all sorrow and tears are wiped away.
A city where streams of blessings flow and no
pain, or heartache shall we ever know.
Sweet solace for the soul; how I long to go!
The gates of the city stand open night and day
refuge for everyone; life eternal in the city of the Son!
Have you ever been in a situation so dark?
Crying out but help, on you, turn its back.
Spirit crushed, its light turned pitch black
And pain deepens like hell, on you, is bore,
A moment where relief is all you crave for.
But its absence is all that seems to grow,
That death is now the only thing you adore.
Although Paul says:
“Bear ye one another’s burden,”
Man’s help to you seems forbidden.
And unbearable pain can’t seem to deaden.
Remember God says:
“Come unto me all you that weary and are heavy laden”
And upon the lord, thou cast thy burden,
That He may give you rest.
And in Him, it all becomes best.
As He says, “PEACE BE STILL.
Tho' bore your fate 'tis artless place you lone
Your girth--your hold freedoms--your claims be more
Restrained your gambled trade choice place bemoan
Shewn thee frankly tho' toughened be your core
Afoot they'd maketh treads besought a door
Shameless their upbringing, relieves doubts--be
Natheless, some uncharted may answer for
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
Feign thunders crash a cloudless sky--unknown
Truth betold entrenched sanctioned civil war
Upheaval constants the shouldering groan
Once the tameless harmonized--nevermore
Proneness to bonds, centuries tie threescore
Their massiveness afeared--times they're dicey
Questions tumble, fumble forevermore
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
In distant sights, day or night ... the homegrown
Moonlight silhouette, an uncarved Rushmore
Picture cards, photographs of the well-known
Up, down, right, and left, all around they pour
Kids climb like Zacchaeus, the Sycamore
Still, they'll be a'wondering, what's the key
See how the waves comply, a tidal bore
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
Matthew eleven, twenty-eighth ... implore
Labored, Heavy Laden, Give Rest ... the key
Waiting ... it madeth here but naught much more
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
In the days of yore, our hearts bore
the burdens of that heavy laden heart
Now, for His love, our hearts are joyful all the day
It making merriment with play because of "Jesus"
He whom had that old, "heart of stone" rolled away
Declaring this forever, the “Lord Jesus,” that had His angels to
move that "heavy stone" at the tomb so we all can view of that
event at the end of the third day. That being the brightest of all
Sundays For this we ever say, “Holy, Hallelujah, Hurray”
Past and present renewed, the future is fully realized
and time now is no more:
The Bible scriptures has extolled and foretold:
of a future with glorious beautiful heavenly abodes
Yes, Past and present shinny renewed, the future is fully realized
and time is now no more:
The Bible scriptures are extolled and foretold:
This of a future with His glorious light and beautiful heavenly
abodes
“Jesus,” the Blessed hope; this to all His disciples; as He said,
written and scribed on scrolls and told
September 13 Scripture Meditations Based on Matthew 11-13
Key Verse – Matthew 11:28 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR INVITING ME TO COME UNTO YOU
Thank You for inviting me to come unto You through Your Word
Which affirms Your honourable truth-record
For my faith to grow along Your principles’ accord
Becoming more spiritual in handling Your divine sword.
Thank You for inviting me to come unto You through Your compassion
Which shows Your kind love-function
For my devotion to focus on Your heart’s perfection
Becoming more dedicated in prioritizing Your heavenly direction.
Thank You for inviting me to come unto You through Your commandment
Which asserts Your authoritative admonition-encouragement
For my obedience to depend on Your instructions’ commitment
Becoming more submissive in following Your mandated testament.
Thank You for inviting me to come unto You through Your fellowship
Which highlights Your offered stewardship-relationship
For my worship to blossom by Your leadership’s workmanship
Becoming more fervent in praying according to Your friendship’s partnership.
Thank You for inviting me to come unto You through Your calling
Which reinforces Your settled salvation-sealing
For my service to glow by Your wisdom’s instilling
Becoming more diligent in labouring with Your kind, kingly dealing.
Thank You for inviting me to come unto You through Your mercy
Which manifests Your available clemency
For my joy to radiate by Your light’s persistency
Becoming more delighted in abiding in Your gracious sufficiency.
Thank You for inviting me to come unto You through Your righteousness
Which attests Your caring presence-steadfastness
For my perseverance to cling to Your holiness’ earnestness
Becoming more fruitful in working around Your powerful productiveness.
September 13, 2022
Two Women
I looked into a window and saw two women whose hopes had been ripped away
from them.
And they lost all natural beauty,
And a man from the dessert was walking heavy laden, burdened with the sorrow
I feel deep down in my bowels,
A hole I tell you, he bore the weight of a soul that cannot receive the warmth of
God.
And his shadow struck the two hands and heads of the women, and they were
healed instantly.
In that moment, I felt a warmth in my soul and I threw up my hands and gave my
life to sorrow.
And this sorrow becomes dark at times, so very dark.
But when I consider the people who have lost all hope and have lost their natural
beauty,
When I consider this burden and the hope of my shadow falling upon them and
them knowing for just a moment that God’s love is real and there is no need to
fear,
Then I think of the sorrow I chose and know joy.
In the middle of a hot summer morning
upon my return from the beach
throngs of people trudging through
on a busy Sunday, by the water quay
My heart so heavy laden that it doesn't speak
heart breaking beauty that I can only see
she walks by in a tilly hat and shiny eyes
the scent of incense clinging in mid air
I wanted to follow her down the paved path
but I had to go, and I couldn't follow
so I quietly came home to my quiet little house
with weeping walls and windows closed
It was a summer morning like many others
except for the Buddhist woman
her smile, her scent, gave me serenity
she stopped me on my tracks,....
There was a void in my heart
life was empty, striving in vain
my soul was heavy laden
my hopes grew dim
my problems seem to mount
my days were bleak and drear
my world had fallen apart…
If I were your love, my life would be
filled with contentment and ease.
If I were your love, it would
deliver me from despair
it would help me find my way
over restless seas we would sail away
lost in each other’s embrace as one
under the starry nights and sunny days.
If I were your love, it would lead me
to some place happier
where there’s no sense of pain,
you will be like a
cooling breeze in a summer heat,
It would make me think
a divine destiny is at work.
~04/24/23
~Contest: "If I were your Love"
~Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose.
YET SO TRUE
What is this place called Earth?
Such a lot of grief and pain.
A beautiful place for people who are successful
A horrible place for people who undergo pain
Why should people undergo so much pain?
Why do people who have trust in God undergo such pain?
Is it simply because their faith is not as big as a mustard seed?
Or is it they have no faith at all and yet call for His help?
Our God is an awesome God that He heals all the people whom He calls, His children.
Isn’t the sand and the stone Gods?
Why aren’t the people who undergo pain not His?
Is it because they have ancestral curses?
Or is it that they are drowning in their own sins?
God is faithful and trustworthy no matter what your situation is….
He lends a shoulder to lean on,
When our hearts are distressed and heavy laden,
Didn’t this same God send His Son to die for our sins?
So why not be grateful enough to die for our own sins
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die..
Death is just material because eternal life is mightier..
Should we be happy or sad when we lose people who are dear and near?
If we are sad, we are being selfish by not being happy for them…
They are leaving us and leading eternal life
Is that not called selfishness????
Why is this life so confusing?
Is this the life our God wants us to live?
So that eternal life seems mightier…
Why can’t material life also be eternal?
Why can’t this life be sin free?
Destroy all temptations that spoil Gods temple.
People say it’s easy to preach but hard to practice…
People think its better left unsaid…
Now, who is being selfish…?
Life is so confusing yet so true….
Written by
Casper Gavin White
We entreat the God of Love with glee sweet natures candy! Nervously naturally fearlessly did hurry to the water spring as the rushing winds blew swiftly to the Spring time Garden of expectations to take a look from deep inside to see with eyes wide open Spring time love is here! With eyes of mist we drop a tear Let the earth rejoice bring forth good treasures far and near good men out of the treasures of his heart and mind brings forth good fruit the taste is tantalizingly sweet to the taste of the mouth as the wind blows in the midst of the souls meet become one all over the world and beyond the wind blows kisses to the earth the horizons the mountain valley low in stagest winds blow north south east west winds blows sweetly it is spring again Remeber me as the garden grows and the winter rest flows from the snow winter troubles galore by the sea shore with wet tears fears snowy water reveal winter cold emotions that lived now gone we see the sun! And rest upon this acros the fields were rest is given come unto me you that labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me for I am meek and lowly in heart and you shall find rest unto your soul so we went in the Lords door for our heart was bind together and the soul became much lighter for we became one for his yoke is easy and his burdens are light love always win. After that winter storm ceased we flew to the resting place called Spring!