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II Chronicles 7:14,
The answer,
To the global economy,
Spiritually,
Physically,
Financially,
Mentally,
And emotionally
States if my
“If my people,
Who are called by my name,
Will humble themselves
And pray
And seek my face
And turn from their wicked ways,
Then will I hear from heaven
And will forgive their sin
And will heal their land.”
What people we the
People God’s people
The Christians
Are falling victim
To Satan’s’ stupid schemes
We need a revival,
Like no other,
In order to intervene.
We need to stop ,
Acting like we
Are in the enemies’ family.
We need to stop acting,
As if God didn’t give,
His people authority,
Over the land.
We need a revival,
Do you understand?
We should be set apart,
From the ways of the world.
We need to stop pointing the fingers
At the others we need to stick
Together to fight the devil
So that we can get forward
Leave the world behind
At a level of subzero
And up to the next level
Jesus came as our superhero
So that we don’t have to
Bow down to sin and Satan
We need to be not taking
Ourselves to church
But to Christ in Him we
Have life abundantly
We don’t need to
Follow the path of sin
Redundantly
We shouldn’t want to
Live a lie
We should want to
Live Godly
And be fruitful
And multiply.
To end the problems
With our economy
We need a revival
You see
It starts with me
And all others
Who want to go
To heaven
Read II Chronicles 7:14,
“If my people,
Who are called by my name,
Will humble themselves
And pray
And seek my face
And turn from their wicked ways,
Then will I hear from heaven
And will forgive their sin
And will heal their land.”
Start the revival
I hope you understand.
“If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my
face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin
and will heal their land.” II Chronicles 7:14
“And as for you, be fruitful and multiply; Bring forth abundantly in the earth And multiply in
it." Genesis 9:7
“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come so that they may have life,
and may have it abundantly.”John 10:10
wrote 10-19-10
I asked a scientist to make an olive's leaf,
So green with its juices,
Smelling spring and sweat from gatherers hands.
He answered that he couldn't.
I asked him to make the light of the sun,
Reflecting its warmth in morning's appearance.
To make a sun enslavor of the sea,
Of breathing trees and eyes,
The eyes of those who stare its dream.
He answered that he couldn't.
And when I asked to form the air of dawn,
So heroic, sympathy air on faces of those
Seeking the dew,
On mainsails following the wind,
He answered that he couldn't.
How could ever human hands, so shakily and small
Give birth to miracles, when their lines
Consist of a hidden mystery delved from ages unsure?
Where human says 'I can't',
Nature raises and rules among Glory and Triamph.
If people think that they live with power and safety,
In houses they built with tractors and iron muscles,
How could they live when road will be their only home?
When they will be forced to run to mountains
And lie down on stones and windfalls
How oh how could they live?
If people think that they eat because they cook
Aseptic food in their high-teck kitchens,
How could they eat when a slice of bread will be
All they have?
If people think that they can adjust their warmth
By pressing a single button,
How could they feel warm and enlighted
If the Sun won't raise, if darkness fills the air?
When people think that there is nothing they can't do,
Replete with egoism, relying on their hands and their brightness,
A huge laugh is coming from the sky.
Because they forget that when all is gone,
Floated down the stream,
Only God can stay still, unbreakable and wise,
Smiling at their ignorance that they own life.
And if they can't be satisfied with theirselves,
How could they embrace others
When time force them to be united?
Creatures excesses with passions and ambition
They want to change their roles and become
Gods in the place of the One.
Yet, their hands are so weak to carry world's weight
And their minds so human to judge fairly and amiably
The sins of us all.
All of a sudden it was pitch dark outside
People running everywhere in great despair
To find some place to hide
Fear was on every face
All around the world in every place
Everyone was amazed
I saw it for myself
I experienced it just as every one else
The sun dropped from the sky
Total darkness in an instant
seen all around by every eye
People running in the streets
Screaming this is it this is it
The end is here
Now I know why the Lord said to me
Why do you seek the coming of the Lord
Do you not know that in the coming in the Lord
There will be no more light but only darkness
I did not understand nor did I perceive
How terrifying it could really be
Just as the Lord said
I had a dream while sleep in my bed
The day of the Lord is near
Our King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Will soon be here
I tell every one of you
This is tried my words are true
The trees, the holly
the pine scent and folly?
What’s this season all about? Is it joy?
the sales, gifts or newest toy?
What is this anger all about?
causing folks to curse, stress, shout
When one excludes the name of names,
you say their different causing shame?
What is our culture all about,
religious people scream, shout?
Sane people all are going mad,
this event should make us glad!
When did our fellow man decide
other people should go, run, hide?
We have forgot, left meaning there
we threaten, fight, hate, don’t share!
How is it we have come
so far from the little drummers drum?
To offer peace on earth, good will
t’ward men, we fight, scold, and kill!
How did we get so far away
from where that precious baby lay?
Where the magi once brought their gifts
from the point where angelic voices lifts?
From lowly sheperds humble pleas
to see the king of kings once please
To give them hope and lo once more
tell all people shore to shore!
We now have hope, love, grace,
among us in a dark and lonely place!
Love came upon the earth that day
sad it now seems so very far away
But we can reclaim, get it back!
Our Lord was put upon that rack
to save us from ourselves you see
to walk the shores of Galilee
He knew someday we would try to kill
the loving-kindness only he instills
he walked intently up the hill
to show his love for us is still.
In a dark and lonely place
He gave to us his saving grace!
So when we tread shopping malls,
we get mad at traffic stalls
Remember why we All are here
'twas him who gave us lasting cheer
Don’t try to force his love you see
He shares that gift with you and me
Think about the manger and the hay
think about this holy day
and why he was born in Bethlehem
and why he is coming back again!
There was at one time a woman judge named Deborah.
She lived in the high land between Bethel and Ramah.
This wife of Lappidoth held court under some great palms.
Ephraim was the place where she would settle many qualms.
Deborah proved to be a prophetess of God’s word.
The Lord’s voice was what through her sounds the people had heard.
She sent Barak with his command of ten thousand men
coming from the tribes of Naphtali and Zebulun,
to Mount Tabor against the army of King Jabin.
This king ruled Canaan from the city of Hazor.
For twenty years, he was Israel’s big tormentor.
Sisera was Jabin’s general and commander.
He and Barak’s men would fight at the Kishon River
Deborah went with Barak and his men to Kedesh
They killed the enemy with no sign of living flesh.
Sisera escaped and retreated running away.
He would meet Jael at her tent later on that day.
She was the wife of Heber, a friend to King Jabin.
Jael offered Sisera shelter and asked him in.
She would move toward Sisera when he was asleep
Jael took a tent peg to his head and plunged it deep.
Barak appeared to her searching for the enemy.
Jael took him in to show Sisera’s dead body.
A short time later, King Jabin of the Canaanites,
would be defeated and killed by the Israelites.
Deborah and Barak then sang in celebration.
They praised the Lord for all Israel’s liberation.
There was great joy and elation among their loud cheers.
Peace would then be with the Lord’s people for forty years!
From the Old Testament Book of Judges
U Turn
Look around my Lord
it's not even thanksgiving
and people cannot wait
to celebrate Christmas in your name
"Not one stone will be left upon another"
and I know, that Santa Clause is a false god
and that heaven has her holidays
I don't know why we prefer all the others
I wonder if anyone understands
what I'm trying to say
the abomination of desolation is probably a cross
we we're told not to make idols
we should all put these things away
and there is no escape
because when you try and tell people this
your friends, your family, and the world
will become filled with animosity and hate
they'll even call you a false prophet
because they love the world and her ways
but they did not murder our Lord
because they loved him
and the things that he had to say
but because they preferred their sins
so love your enemies and pray
few accept the truth
even though it's what we crave
very few understand
even tyrants think they're saved
even though they take and take and take
heaven away
come judgement day
some will rise up to shine like the stars
others will find everlasting contempt
the blind lead the blind into a ditch that's
just around the corner I'm afraid
Paradise is the planets of bliss
The home of God’s Body
The garden of Beauty
It is full of good flora and fauna
And made of gold, silver and precious other things
There are fountains and streams in paradise
They are also signs of God’s superb workmanship
There is morning, noontime and evening in paradise
But there is no night
At noontime it is full of silver light
In the morning and in the evening
Tints of various colors are visible in its sky
In paradise
The evenings are more colorful than the mornings
And the mornings are more refreshing than the evenings
The residential area of the poor people of paradise is near its gates
The middle class people live in the middle area of paradise
The high-class people live at the end of paradise.
There is currency in paradise and many market places
To buy things of one's choice
Where all salespersons are angels
The residential area of the prophets and the like
Is at the end of Ferdous paradise
Wherefrom God’s main court
Laohay Mahfuz and Sidratul Muntaha are nearby.
God knows your each and every thought
He knows all of the battles you went through and all of the fights you have fought
God knows when somebody has hurt you and made you feel bad
So don't just go to God when you are feeling sad
God Knows everything that you think
He knows when you are going to rise and when you are about to sink
God knows that everybody has a dream
He knows when you are scared and when you are about to scream
God knows when some people just need a time out
He knows why some people don't get up an shout
God knows you better then you know yourself
He knows every single person in them pictures you have on your shelf
But I just don't know why some people just don't wanna believe
And maybe if they did some of their stress might be relieved
Form:
Where do I go from here Jehovah. I have tried and I have not succeed. I did what
you have adviced and failed. I have followed your exampled, and instead I was
ostracized. You have seen my affliction, and you heard my out cried. I am wobbling
in a pit of excrement, and where is my rope. I have done nothing wrong again,and I
am being slaughtered. You have seen the two side on the coin, and why sweet
Jehovah you have not save me. Why per long this saga when every story has an
ending. Why make bad people look righteous, and good people look wicked. I have
beseeched you on matters and I have groped for your advice, and I have follow
them. Then where is my victory, you are "Jehovah God of Army" ,and I have lost the
war.