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Too soon, the world is awake
ready to take on the day.
Laid back, waiting for the sunrise
the wood sings with awakened life.
Before dawn, the meadowlark calls
greeting the day, long before it arrives.
Moon shadows cast trunks and limbs
tall and regal on the earth.
Too soon, the stilled silence and peace
is broken and noise creeps in.
Impatiently anxious, the world i tossed into the throws
of want and need and desire.
Sun rise peeks, low and orange on the horizon
and light is reborn and takes over day.
Night hovers in the west
bidding good morning and slips stealth away.
Too soon, the earth revolves
rotating like hands of a clock,
Marking time and moving forward
never looking back.
The saying is
"time waits for no man" or woman either.
Too soon, too late the day is spent
and night arrives.
Forgiveness
To let go of an act done to you
Choosing to drop the offense
That caused such pain
Such betrayal
The brokenness of your soul
An arrow straight to the centre of your heart
Trust broken in a million small pieces
A part of your heart scarred forever
New realities moving forward
Letting go of the grip of the destruction it caused
Slowly, cautiously
Letting go but not forgotten
Learning to trust again but, with trepidation
Wiping out the debt
Choosing….
Gradual and loosening freedom
Freedom comes liberally
No more anger
The pieces fit back together like a puzzle
Creating a whole and beautiful picture
Emerging new
Strength and healing
Created from brokenness
A gift from above
Forgiveness has come!!
Grace Daub
August 26, 2020
Life taking a second
Pause for a moment
Reflection a wonder
Hard lesson in preparation
Theory throughout
Complexity living
Exploring directions
Conquering what’s holding me back
Attempting moving forward is a struggle
Every step being a depth of every breath
Time is steadily revolving, and I don’t even have a clue on where to start
Do I start or depart?
Books are full of concepts, stories and chapters of events
I don’t have that kind of time
I must make time
Seeing life as the full picture
Believing in what I can overcome
Improve what can be transformed
Mind connection
Thinking beyond any book into wise
The mirror seeing the reflection of self
Being why I was created to achieve
Promise with a direction
Novice approach
Learning being knowledge
Mindset determination
Impact of my own footsteps
Journeys through the preparation
Hard as it is and the knock downs
Achievements that can be made
Not scare to take chances
Trials and Errors periodic methodology
Courage showing no fear
Challenging principles beyond
Book knowledge in destination promise
Life chapters
Aspect theories
Expectations
My own bookmark aniseed
Wonder not, but believe more.
Perhaps right now is a good time to just reflect
Addressing all those issues you always seem to neglect
Maybe this will be that day that you finally start to begin
And look upon how many of your ways are infected by sin
For you cannot move forward by ignoring your past
And some memories are so deep that they will forever last
But by confronting your past then your future will be free
But this too will not last if it is not the Lord first who you see
For it is your past that is shaping your future
And in all you have amassed it is only God who can cure
So in order to move ahead and get where you need to be
Maybe just pray instead and then just wait and see
Just allow life to continue putting everything in His Hand
To Him now be true and you too shall soon understand
And now that you are free and are no longer bound
You will be able to clearly see what once couldn't be found
Canyonous Clouds
Peripheral white, lay calm against the distance
Stretched on mountains sleeping green
Keeps them from straying when awake
With purpose…. Settled in a gentle grasp
Air holds their substance, their boundaries intact
Aloof upon the effluvium sky disperses
Verbosity, a sound, abides, aided by loud winds up there
Powdery innocence predicated on prevailing winds
In open space begins
Moving forward
Lumbering malleable sheets of vapor on the void
Complacent on their sojourn on the morn
Genuflect before the sober sky
Abundant about them
Pillars of the air domain take shape
When all your efforts meet with cruel defeat,
And shattered dreams lie at your weary feet,
When shadows dance, and fear whispers its dread,
And hope seems lost, like a flickering thread,
Don't be afraid, dear friend, don't lose your heart,
Let your spirit rise, and play a stronger part.
When doors are closed, and burdens weigh you down,
And smiles are hidden, like a fading crown,
When joy seems distant, a forgotten song,
And the weight of despair hangs heavy and long,
Don't be afraid, dear friend, don't give in to despair,
Find strength within, and breathe the fresh, hopeful air.
Life's journey is a path both rough and grand,
With valleys deep, and mountains at hand,
Each stumble, each fall, a lesson to learn,
A testament to strength, a chance to return.
Don't be afraid, dear friend, embrace your scars,
They are the maps that guide you, reaching for the stars.
There's no limit to the wisdom life can bring,
Each challenge faced, a new strength will sing.
Break free from chains that bind you, take flight,
Climb mountains tall, and bask in the golden light.
Don't be afraid, dear friend, let your courage ignite,
Like gold refined, you'll shine with radiant might.
When doubts surround you, a suffocating shroud,
And silence whispers secrets, dark and proud,
Turn weakness into strength, a mighty force so bold,
And keep moving forward, with a story yet untold.
Don't be afraid, dear friend, don't lose your hope,
With every step, you're closer to the life you elope.
October 30 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Luke 17-18
Key Verse – Luke 17:5 And the apostles said unto the Lord, Increase our faith.
FAITH IN GOD WHO INCREASES OUR FAITH
God increases our faith as He pardons our confessed sin
That we cast to Him, humbled from pride’s din…
Indeed, we repent from worldliness’ spin
While walking along His holiness so we can righteously win.
God increases our faith as He purges our defilement
That we admit with humble acknowledgment…
Indeed, we promise to Him our genuine commitment
While abiding in His ways with joyous contentment.
God increases our faith as He cleanses our trespass
That we tell Him which He does encompass…
Indeed, we beg that guilty feelings will soon come to pass
While moving forward by His Word as our compass.
God increases our faith as He forgives our iniquity
That we admit before Him with wholehearted honesty…
Indeed, we need His sanctification’s authority
While staying in His will’s sovereignty.
God increases our faith as He blots out our transgression
That we bring to His mercy’s attention along heavenly vision…
Indeed, we plead for restoration as well as strength-provision
While doing our part in the Great Commission.
God increases our faith as He purifies our wickedness-stain
That we entreat for His washing against errors’ grain…
Indeed, we beseech for the healing of our spiritual pain
While persevering for good testimony’s gain.
God increases our faith as He disciplines our foolishness
That we confide to Him with surrendered meekness…
Indeed, we cling to His graciousness
While striving for joyful service-productiveness.
October 30, 2025
The sound could be heard all over the grounds
Coordinated chanting and drumming sounds
Spectators tapped their feet to the beat
This day’s attraction was very neat
The annual state fair was packed
People moving forward and back
Colorful feathered dancers were awaken
Standing room was even taken
The echoes drifted through the air
Ladies, children and elders moved with flair
Majestic colors were displayed
At this gala sight many stayed
Kids licking on their tasty ice cream
Adults eating buttered popcorn just gleamed
Spirituality they represent
It was the spectacular annual Pow-wow event
I understood too late
that waiting builds prisons
with invisible bars
and doors no one has to lock.
I was taught to believe
that meeting someone would change everything,
that a particular face
would come to repair what was missing,
that an extraordinary love
would finally give meaning
to my existence.
I rejected that story.
I am not a forgotten half
begging for its missing piece.
I am not an empty house
waiting for someone to move in.
I am not a riddle
whose answer belongs to someone else.
I exist before you arrive
and I will exist after you leave.
I would rather have an imperfect freedom
than an affection turned into surveillance.
I would rather choose solitude
than accept an imposed presence.
I would rather face a brutal truth
than accept those forms of tenderness
that demand I surrender myself.
Love should not possess.
It should not manage a life
like private property.
It should not hand out
certificates of worth
to those who fit
the expectations of the romantic marketplace.
I no longer want to be selected,
evaluated, compared,
accepted under conditions.
I want to meet someone
who promises me no eternity,
but respects my freedom.
Someone who stays
without turning their presence
into a debt.
And if no one comes,
I will not consider my existence
a failure.
I will keep moving forward,
not toward someone,
but toward myself.
Because true rebellion
begins when we stop waiting
for someone else to finally give us permission
to live fully.
My American family, has worked hard, to make life and God and country shine like the stars.
My American family, has prayed every day and every generation, to make us a better nation.
My American family, has had its ups and downs, but we always get up and stand our ground.
My American family, has suffered, they have gone to war and defended nations, loved and cared and lost many from negative forces.
My American family, has lost millions from abortion and other negative forces, making us low on the birth rate calculations, praying we choose adoption not abortion, and choice before conception.
My American family’s life is valuable, and it should be valued, and loved by its nation.
My American family, in the beginning had babies at home, and funeral in their own space, they tilled the land, and fed themselves, taught themselves all they needed in life.
My American family, had not oil or electricity, they only had themselves to learn and move ahead.
My American family, is moving forward, learning lessons, and planning our future success.
My American family, is strong and will succeed in all that they set their mind too, they will work and divide if they must and make way for all of our success.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.