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Seeds do not always yield a crop
when from the sower’s hand they drop.
If on the walking path they drop,
the birds will come and eat them up.
When seeds drop on some rocky soil,
on which the sower failed to toil
the plants that grow up on such soil
sun’s searing heat will scorch and broil.
Seeds that fall on soil with weeds
will sprout and grow like all good seeds,
but lacking all the food they need
will sure grow up, but then recede.
The seeds planted in fertile soil,
on which the sower’s servants toiled,
will sprout and grow, then yield a crop
that far exceeds the seeds that dropped.
Ask God above, to tend your heart,
so that His words, life will impart,
making you wise and truly smart
then let His words your life course chart.
It’s one of life’s wonderful lessons…if you’re lucky enough to learn…how some of the most inspiring acts of kindness are done in secret…and ask for nothing in return.
It was a tiny heart painted on a tiny stone that barely caught my eye…left somewhat hidden on a park bench to be found by any passerby.
That passerby was me…out walking on my own…when I came across this tiny heart…painted on this tiny stone.
This tiny heart was multicolored…and it filled most of the tiny stone.
The artist did not sign it…preferring to remain unknown.
I imagine it was meant to bring a smile…in a small way to astound…after it was painted by the artist…hidden…and once it had been found.
I picked up that tiny stone, brought it close to my eyelid…and when I saw that tiny heart…that’s exactly what it did!
I enjoyed it for a few days then I hid it where it might catch the eye…on another day…in another place…of another passerby.
For that’s the wonder of an experience like the one I’d undergone…
Once you find a tiny bit of happiness…you want to pass it on.
There is a simple recipe for hate…you may have run across this recipe before…
Hitler used it in Germany…to create a Holocaust…and war.
First…you pick a group within your country…and you convince your people this group to hate…
by repeating how these people are keeping your country from being great.
You call these people horrible names…you hurt them…treat them with disdain…
because you know hate is not effective unless it causes pain.
And if you can tie hate to a religion…well…the more hate you can create..
because once you affix hatred to a God…you get a more intense and deeper hate.
And since you don’t want the people you are brainwashing to hear opposing views
you isolate them from the outside world…and you control the news.
Because from the oldest ones among us…to the youngest…from the elderly to the youth…
you want the lies that you are feeding them to be taken as the truth.
If someone speaks in opposition…saying truths you don’t want to hear…
you turn your hate upon them…you want them to live in fear.
You ban the books they’re reading…destroying another freedom link…
because hate must be in control…of what people do and say and think.
You ban the teaching of history…because you don’t want our past atrocities known….
It better serves your hate to write a history of your own.
For you know if you’re going to control a person’s future…if your hatred is going to last
you must do everything within your power to eradicate the past.
In Germany Hitler stirred up people’s hate…and other people and countries lived in fear…
but I never thought I’d see the day his recipe for hate would surface here.
I thought after the lessons we learned from Hitler and the Nazis…
It would be difficult to corrupt good women and good men….
but under Trump and the Republican party…it’s happening again.
Many of us whose eyes and hearts and minds are still open…can see where this is heading
and must do everything within our power to stop this recipe from spreading.
So we stand up, we speak out, we protest…we do whatever we can to cause a fuss
to show this latest group that their recipe for hate…will never be accepted by us.
No no, American Pie will not die, we love and live and thrive.
We sing and love, and found our way, we made babies and grew a new tree, with apples and more things to make us feel great.
No no, not anymore, we live and thrive and love every day, we pray to God for all our blessings, thanking him for sending Jesus to help in our journey.
Yes we recall 1972, we will not die like in American Pie, we will love and live and thrive.
We will choose to love and thrive, to make choices that are pleasing to our God.
We have learned our lessons well, we may learn more as we go.
No no not anymore, we live and thrive and love every day, we pray to God for all our blessings.
We remember the destruction of our families, the way you left us in the streets, making many die with no one.
Some died by lack of love, some died by teaching them bad ways, we remember all of them when we pray.
No no not anymore, we live and thrive and love every day, we pray to God for our blessings.
We remember the puritan’s ways, the ways they wanted to please God and pray.
They loved to build strong families, go to church and plant some gardens, they left us many stories, some we study and learn new knowledge.
No no not anymore, we will not die American pie. We will grow and get stronger each year.
We will build and get better each year, making life better for all of our families.
We remember George Washington, he fought to give us our nation.
We will remember all of the wars, the times, the days, the lost and more.
George Washington, told us, to never give up and continue on.
We remember the Pilgrams, they came and got help from the Indians.
We thank the many Indians, that helped us in our way of life.
We lift thanks to almighty God and all that loved to help us achieve success.
Yes in 2026 the year of our anniversary, we remember a lot and more every day.
We will plant seeds to send our love and memories forward for all of our loves to enjoy.
Never give up American pie, never die, love, live and thrive today, tomorrow and forever we pray.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Sands of Time
As I stand withstanding the blistering sand that beats my back and stings my eyes I have no choice but to deal with life on how it's dealt to me, some of the good and bad choices along the way, the sands buries my feet to the point I almost can't move them? I could continue to stand here and be buried alive by the bad choices I've made, or could choose to block the sand that blast in my face and move forward, time is always against me? The sand is always there to remind me that life Is such a cruel journey we each must travel each have to take? How you deal with the challenges are also comes with the journey, life is improved on how you shield yourself from this reality of what next to do with each step forward from the footprints in sands behind you? Withstanding the sands of time is one of the hardest lessons to learn, sometime or another you will eventually reach the waters you seek to wash the sands from your eyes and body just to feel relief and weight of it all wash from shoulders and see a life witch you have made in front of you and feel proud of distance you've traveled! Not fallen to your face and disappeared under this sand of life that tries to pull you under, when you let up of the changes around you, it tries to beat you to your last breath?! Be proud that you made it this far! Defeat the Sands of Time!!
This day born an industrious Eve
Good on paper and better practical wise
Which Adam gets to have a view
How truly the combination would yield
Of himself in his Maker's image
Feel safe and relax-- caution free
Without mirror cum a true reflection
Today's atmospheric template perceive
The bliss, grace, and joy of age to apprise
Giving everyone an open hint to the right clue
How nature's agents naturally wield
Combining colors like rainbow in range
To celebrating her age in such a wonderful glee
Season is experiencing a nice actualization!
To celebrate you isn't a choice
A must if not would develop an ire
Be there soon with you and the cake
But as I prepare, don't wait the party
What a traffic quite aleatory can do?
Just woke up to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Meanwhile, such a moment can't be missed
Gain more wishes with the party noise
Let your dance steps electrify souls like wire
Many would have it a nice memory for that sake
Some will map it out footing such really arty
And laugh themselves all alone without a boo
Yet of you each will have h/her own say
And eventually take it a lovely twist
Over the year gone by, life has a weir
High or low, one can't jump in reverse
May be of laughter in memory, we can
Or of joy in abundance cum such dream
Like what regret can only adjust for us
Or the skills failure enriched our energy
To keep fit the focus of moving forward
Hang them all up in praise as to coffin by bier
And baptize each but only the lessons, don't submerse
To cool its repetitive heat, you need its fan
Alone in its drowning sea, learn how you once swum its stream
That is surely an empowering plus
To cope with a recurrence life lethargy
Aiming at a good time to drag one backward
Please shift to a clockwise direction, be veer
Past is such an insincere infection
Permit not its influence to interfere
Lest, you go ga ga ga in suspension
Instead of going gay gay gay for success
And unsteady motion will rest
Till comes out every of your timing best
Be good dear lovely sister
Be happy now and forever
Be nice to your darling mister
Be his pill cum natural fever ??
Make the best out of today
Make even the very beast go really gay
Make sure sky is not just red
Make sense of the say from each head
Courtesy of Adebiyi Anu O'Dayo
June 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Job 16-18
Key Verse – Job 16:20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
PRAISE BE TO GOD TO WHOM WE POUR OUT
OUR TEARS UNTO
Praise be to God to Whom we pour out our tears unto for:
Joy of no joke
Justice midst jesting
Joviality against jitters
Jubilation beyond jackpot
Job that jolts us to jolly journey
Job 17:15 Praise be to the Lord for assuring us hope in His:
Kingdom along His gracious kinship
Kindness with His granted knowledge
Kingship, governing us along our kneeling
Keenness, guarding us from being knocked-out
Keeping with His gloriousness beyond kindling kaleidoscope
Job 18:18 Praise be to the Saviour for His light:
Leading us to His love
Livening us by His lawful lessons
Liberating us against lamentations
Lengthening our lives for lovely legacy
Letting us listen to and laud His loftiness for our learning. Amen!
June 4, 2024
...it is impossible for God to lie, we who have taken refuge
would have strong encouragement to hold firmly
to the hope set before us."
Hebrews 6:18
Some parents fortify, supporting kids
to stay on top when testing waters’ depth.
Great expectations end, ev’n enemies,
are God's Supply, the wind and weight of wings.
A worthy teacher who embraces life
communicates those skills which stay the storms
for fledgling sailors, novice on their course.
God’s Sacred Scriptures lend sound teaching scope.
A mentor stands as aide to steady growth
during distortion from doubting deckhands.
Wise lessons bear resolve for hasty choice
when God's own Spirit is the mainstay - truth.
An anchor is one worthy of belief,
whose balance holds the navigator’s trust-
that hope - guardsmen put in their Savior’s hand
God's Son, my Anchor, yea my Cornerstone.
Many lessons we have learned,
Were given and never earned.
When we use what has been given,
all our triumphs and our fails
Are not ours alone
We have built upon the works of all those
who have gone before.
If you think your lessons have not been heard,
Fall on deaf ears
Are just another bunch of words.
It’s the failings of youth
that your not understood.
Falling prey to the traps of beauty
and boundless energy.
Many years later on,
A clock will chime
And all those words
Will turn into rhymes
Holding now, great appeal.
Even after you are dead and gone,
a part of you will still belong
In the hearts and minds of those you chose to impart your wisdom upon.
And those you chose to spend the breath of your life, your years, your time.
Taking heed NOW
All the love you shared through your blood sweat and tears.
All the hills that we climbed
Seemed like mountains at the time.
All the oceans we have sailed,
All those lessons we have shared,
Finally came home to roost
A WHISP
Turns into a SPARK
Turning DARKNESS into TRUTH.
when the pain faded i wanted you there
i left, but not for protection or abandonment,
i left to be seen.
did it end when the words left my mouth?
no,
you left when you decided that words were too much.
i loved you even when my body failed me.
my mouth said the wrong things and my legs lead me in the wrong direction.
but at least i thought i was getting closer to you,
what filled your mind as you walked away from me?
these tears aren’t those of disappointment.
these aren’t regrets i hold, these are lessons dropping into my palms.
every tear is an opportunity for me to realize
how much of you is me
and how much of me is you.
will you let yourself forget me?
or have you already become akin to me?
are we living in the same world yet?
or has your ignorance already lead you to a greater bliss than i could offer?
how much more of my truth do i have to throw away to reach you?