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A Special Place

*** I would like to give a shout out to the lovely Scarlett Williams who inspired this
thought... These feelings have been bottled deep inside me for many years and needed to be
released.... Thank you my dear...***

 She is devout catholic with a strict religious family...
 VERY strict...
 I met her in college..
 Her father was the dean of students....
 Could not stand me... 
She was pure when we met, it took three months... 
I fell deep in love well before sex.... 
Her mother loved me, her sister loved me even her Chihuahua loved me.. 
Her father thought I was a dog, which I was.. I am not going to lie....
She changed that about me, caged that animal... 
I fell deep in love.... 
Well, 
after two years together her father one weekend decided on a motorcycle trip... 
His front tire exploded at 70 MPH and he was thrown 150 yards down the freeway... 
Nearly died and he lost 45% of his memory... 
She was devastated, 
I became a stranger..... 
I have been through many since and have not found a woman who can
 capture my intrigue.... 
Make me fall once again... 
I yearn for that!!!
 I meet girls
 I NEED a woman

 I hold no hatred for her... 
She will always hold a special place in my heart... 
She changed my life, 
brought me into a new world.. 
I have many fond memories.. 
Like a picnic in the Oquirhh mountains in S.L.C. next to a spring... 
We ate, talked and made love... 
It was beautiful... 
We had something special... 
That was the past and will forever be... 
A memory..... 
 She WAS the love of my life... 

I look forward to creating new memories with.............


Jared Pickett
5/15/2010
Asavvy1


We Are the Beloved

Our Father God loves us so much He sent His only begotten Son
to guide us, to comfort until our time on earth was done
Jesus the Christ our Brother of whom our Father God was very pleased
He was a beloved son but His life was not a breeze
His greatest claim was that He knew how much by our Father God He was loved
thus He led an authentic life in preparation for His place up above

At the core of our being some of us are truly unaware 
of who we are?, why we are here? and if anybody cares
we've allowed our existence to be determined by what the media and society dictates
we don't believe we are loved by God and thus we're weak in our faith
we need to believe that we are loved unconditionally by Father God
for we are His beloved children, the children of His heart
God told us to have no fear and that He would always be right there
He told us He would never leave us nor of us would He forsake
He told us to trust in Him and to hold on to our faith

We shouldn't trust in worldly things that can't give us comfort nor care
we can only trust in the Spirit of the Lord which is everywhere
unconditional, unlimited is God's love, mercy and grace
remember all the blessings in our lives He has placed
we are the beloved, beloved by the Lord Christ
we are the beloved for the rest of our lives

We need to let the presence of the Holy Spirit which dwells within
perfect in us authentic lives that are free from sin
for us to be like Jesus there will be some tribulation
some pain, some strife, some struggle and some frustration
for us to be like Jesus we will suffer persecution
we need to learn to pray on it and let God form the conclusion
for us to be like Jesus some blood and tears may be shed
we need to trust in God and by the Spirit now be led
to let the Resurrection Power in us now be found
to let the Power of the Blood lift us up to higher ground
we are the beloved wholly, sure and true
we are the beloved in a way we never knew

He formed us in His image and gave us the breath of life
He gave us love, sound minds and our Savior Jesus the Christ
He's made us many promises and gave us many commands
He's open many doors for us and to us stretched out His hands
Abba Our Father, Our God from the heavens above
we are His children and like Jesus we are the beloved

Premium Member Jesus Lives

Once a very long time was born a perfect,righteous man 
He died upon a rugged cross, but yet, He rose and lived again. 
Jesus died that day but in the grave He didn't really stay 
From the clutches of sin and death He broke for us the chain 
As the boulder from his sepulcher rolled away they said. 
I am so glad to believe that Jesus came in order to save us all. 
And now between our Heavenly Father and us there's no more a wall. 
Because God to this earth His only Begotten Son He sent. 
And Jesus in total perfection his whole life He spent. 
But upon the cross He chose for us to bear our sins. 
He definitely did it all for us out of Love. 
He absolutely did it all just for you and me… 
He died while pleading forgiveness to His Heavenly Father above. 
Yes, death couldn't keep Him down as He rose again that day. 
The grave was found emptied and Jesus was never seen there 
And Jesus bought with his Precious blood our sins that day. 
The stone just rolled away and Jesus lives in my heart everyday. 
Jesus has risen!And He lives! He can wash your sins and mine.Be thankful and pray. 
Jesus my king and Savior lives and always will be here for you and me. 



Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2009 


March,26,2009
Form: Rhyme

Patradoot Or the Messenger 1 Many

Patradoot or The Messenger  1/Many


English version by Ravindra K Kapoor


I am in meditation for the same God,

Whom you also pray, praise and meditate,

You who is born from my hand and pen,

Have a better destiny than your originator.


Ravindra

Kanpur India  9th May 2010		to continue in 02/Many

Note: The entire poetry work  created by my father 
is addressed to a Letter.


Transliteration of Hindi poem in English- Patradoot or the Messenger.


Main  Bhi Dhyata,  Usi Murti Ka

Tu Bhi Dhyan Lagata  Hai,

Mere  Kar Se Janmaa Tu,

Mujhse Saubhagya, Bada Tera Hai.


Original work in Hindi written by my late father Late Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
way back in 1932.

English version is more than the exact translation of my 
father’s Patradoot or the Messenger.

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