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By Dana Redricks
April 11, 2020
"You were running [the race] well; who has interfered and prevented you from obeying the truth? This [deceptive] persuasion is not from Him who called you [to freedom in Christ]. A little leaven [a slight inclination to error, or a few false teachers] leavens the whole batch [it perverts the concept of faith and misleads the church]." Galatians 5:9). Run with patience. Run with diligence. Run with consistency. Run your race. Don’t worry about the race or pace of others. Choose to run at your pace with diligence, patience and endurance. (Vs.9) Leaven (yeasty dough) represents the man-made tradition and false teachings that obscure the truth regarding salvation through personal belief and faith in Christ. God wants us to be diligent, and pursue a life of godliness, and setting aside every weight that so easily besets us. We should continue in the faith. There are many wolves in the fold who wish to deceive us, but we will know them by their fruit, or their actions. We are told to test every spirit to it is of God." Beloved, do not believe every spirit [speaking through a self-proclaimed prophet]; instead test the spirits to see whether they are from God, because many false prophets and teachers have gone out into the world." 1 John 4:1
LOVE has dug deep
Deep sea diving into depth
Finding all sorts of rubbish
Places where knowledge is inept
After many eons, here we are
At the door of the gap
On a throne of lapis lazuli
Is a WORM covered in jasmine sap
Who opened that door
The program was safe and secure
Ah yes that kind of creature
Has always been, a fisherman's lure
Entering in at the open mouth
And replicating self until TRUTH is smothered
Possessing trusting windows and and doors
Until the full board is locked down and mothered
You can't be irritated about the worm
When desire brought the mind to wander
Instead of counting blessings and running the race
The illusion brought the heart to a fonder
...gaze at the stars
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-28-2026
Purpose, Potential and Destiny
We are chosen, called, designed by grace,
Children of God, running heaven’s race.
Fearfully made by the Father above,
Created with purpose and covered in love.
Empowered by faith, we lift up His name,
Giving God glory, honor, and praise.
Standing on shoulders of mothers so strong,
Women of courage who carried faith on.
We are bold, powerful, precious in worth,
Kingdom-minded vessels assigned from birth.
God placed a treasure deep down inside,
Seeds of potential He lovingly hides.
Before we were formed, before life began,
God already knew and created His plan.
A masterpiece crafted by His own hand,
Called to arise and courageously stand.
Though we’ve been broken, rejected, cast down,
God still prepares us to carry the crown.
No disappointment, no failure, no pain
Can cancel the purpose attached to our name.
For we are royal, heirs of the King,
Called into destiny higher than dreams.
Our royal DNA flows from above,
Purchased and sealed by Jesus’ blood.
The Lord is our refuge, our fortress, our guide,
Ordering each faithful and righteous stride.
He leads us onward through valleys unknown,
Reminding our hearts we are never alone.
We are the head and never the tail,
Through God’s mighty power we surely prevail.
Running the race that before us is set,
Trusting the Author whose plans never fail yet.
Potential grows stronger when planted in faith,
Watered by mercy and strengthened by grace.
We are not rivals competing for fame,
But vessels completing God’s heavenly aim.
Our lives were recorded in heaven above,
Written in mercy and authored in love.
No one can stop what God has ordained,
For purpose and destiny bear heaven’s name.
So rise up in boldness, let faith light the way,
Walk in your calling and trust Him each day.
For God who began this great work from the start
Will finish His promise written on your heart.
R-ise from deep slumber,
O-pen your eyes to love;
W-ake up from the bed,
E-njoy the light from above.
N-ight cold chill is gone, as the sun starts to shine;
A-pril thirtieth morn lets the new day break so fine.
A-scend from the ground,
P-ay attention to faith;
O-pen your heart to trust,
S-oar toward heaven's gate.
T-arry not in running the race
O-f life on to salvation;
L-et dark be bathed with hope, to keep away from oblivion.
A-larm your mind from sleep,
L-ook up in the blue sky;
A-llow not clouds to gather,
M-ake them flee up high.
O-pen your soul to God, just always say a prayer;
N-ever stay in the pit of black, rise from deep slumber.
Me too I don't know
I just go silent and rise up again
I just survive on nothing all day
And Its normal here
We all stink for each other
And see it cool
paupers and princes whatever
I am cherished every day
But spit at all day
I faint but stand
All the way
I grow weary but keep running the race
I cry so bad even as i laugh so hard
I hang up but later
Hang out
And its cool
I know am smart
But always dense
Because i don't know why
Life sucks but I want to live on
so i sack it as i live
I look awesome but hell burns within
I am always happy but sad
I am either writing a poem
Or some crap done by a fool
Either way
I am either dead or Alive
And I don't know that I know
So rest in peace and peace be with you
can all work
Now
Form:
How far gone is my soul and mind,
That coming back seems impossible?
My hands ache to be steered by your prompt,
Yet hours of blankness blunt my will.
But still I can etch out classics—
My pen lies close, surreptitiously listening,
To gather in ink the wisdom you proffer,
For those fleeting moments of madness.
The top ten will never be my goal,
But that one crown that ends the race;
For this is no sprint that halts at a hundred—
A trophy beside my poem is all I crave.
Yet the nearest mile I first must conquer,
Before the next, and miles beyond.
Though fingers ache as if racing from fear,
No shadow of doubt shall make me yield.
Oh mine! Oh mine! I see it now—
A wonder folded deep in words.
I’ve penned a masterpiece for the summit;
No judge can deny its rightful place.
If none are near to ring my bell,
I’ll strike it loud with my own voice;
For I am no gentleman in this contest—
But a rival running the race to win.
It’s not about Who's winning
Who’s running the Race
The Pace set before us
Is a Vision a place
The next is all errors
All falling so short
Near to hearts open with
A new View for a start
All along is a highway
With the border's a bill
Then there’s the best part
Of a heart here to fill
Well is a OK sure man that’s cool
Like second glances and sunsets
That make me a fool
Were here for a reason
A face then in a crowd
Then we all say sure thing
That music's to loud
Always there’s a look away
No seasons not there
Then there’s an about face
A reason to care
How it ends Is holy
No gestures unturned
We all get to set a course
Of "Of course”I’ll learn!"
Then bye we go just waiting
No wishing no well
It a fresh start that leads us
Here with a turn and a tell
So anyway we gotta go
The media’s a BLITZ
We’re all here
With heavy hearts that know alot
With our lesson left list
As I look back with tears in my eyes,
I know what it feels like to be paralyzed.
When you are vulnerable and unable,
To do just the simple things in life.
You have no car,
No job,
No independence,
And no freedom.
Your in a room alone,
With a T.V. who is your babysitter.
I have no visitors,
Only nurses and therapists,
They talk I listen.
Yes I do remember .....everything.
Now my muscles are waking up,
And all I want is to get better,
So that I can take everything back,
That is mine-everything she stole from me.
Two (2) years seems like a lifetime,
When the road has been long and bumpy.
I started out in a 2 wheel Cadillac,
Then a 2 wheel sedan and,
Finally a snazzy walking cane.
So I am walking walking,
To that finish line.
My race is almost finished.
I walk alittle slower these days,
But at least I can walk now.
I see the finish line.
The people I recognize have,
Been with me since the beginning.
Doctor's, nurse's, therapist's,
And my true friends.
I see no family-nor do I want to.
They destroyed my life and,
Took everything from me.
So when I cross that finish line,
I will need no help walking because,
I know that I AM FINALLY FREE!!!!
Message
There's a message
There's a word
Are you listening
Have you heard
Have you heard
The message is very clear
Time is near
Your time to shine
Get in place
Stand in line
You'll be fine
Just be kind
It's appealing
There are misunderstandings
When life gets so demanding,
It's time for you to be
All you can be
Listen up
You can be
Whatever you want to
All you have to do is believe
There are opportunities
That brings us back to unity
Believe you can be all you can be
I see doors that are unlocked
I see some that are blocked
You have to find which door you can go through
There are rights
There are wrongs
Through your weakest points
Still be strong
You are not alone
You have grown
Into an elegant rose
You are not the thorn
You are the petal
You keep running the race
Win your medal
Whatever you do
Just don't settle
The message to you
Is believe in you
It's your time
Leave negativity behind
Listen up
You can be
Whatever you want to
All you have to do is believe
There are opportunities
That brings us back to unity
Believe you can be all you can be
Bridge
There will be
People who
Don't believe you in you
like you do
Keep going
Keep growing
It's in you
I know times get hard
But push through
As my sister said
Can't anyone stop you, but you
Bridge
I hope you know
You
Are you a star
You have a heart that shines so bright
When it's dark
You have the heart
To bring back the light
Listen up
You can be
Whatever you want to
All you have to do is believe
There are opportunities
That brings us back to unity
Believe you can be all you can be
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This is the beginning
Let's keep on winning
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Written by Concetta Hardnett
05/03/2023
Dismissed from singing with
Admirable voices
It's a gloomy morning...
My distraught spirit
Sinks downward
Dripping failures drown
My music box -
My heart
No longer thumps with triumph,
Excitement,
Joyousness,
Delight...
My spirit
can't reach
heaven's height!
The High School Choir -
Crowded with
Cheerful students,
Releasing their
Positive mindsets
It upsets
My own soul...
And I envy their
Happy-go-lucky voices
They don't understand
Oh no...
They'll never know
Spewing out fascinating noises
Invigorating noises...
Amazing, mature voices
Reaches my fatigued ears...
They don't taste
My revolting fears...
They'll never see
The tears streaming down
My grimy face
They're too busy...
Running the race
Competing for praise and grace
Seeking the award...
while I jump off board...
They don't care if I die
Oh no!
No one cares to save me
From the waters that push me...
Drown me...
tug me...
drag me...
To and fro...
My sadness grows
And the wicked wind blows
As I helplessly drift away
Like the sunset murdering the day
Like the sunset greeting the night
As I plead...TAKE IT ALL AWAY!
TAKE ALL OF MY DISMAY...
I'd rather not deal with it today...
Or tomorrow...
That would bring in sorrow