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Once I was thinking of building a shopping plaza, just along the Gaza strip
But those Israeli's being what they are I thought my sales could take a dip
So, I thought I'd build a set of tunnels, starting from just beneath my feet
The guy from Hamas came and thought my tunnel plans looked quite neat
I employed a load of freeloading Egyptian labourers I got 'em on the cheap
I paid ‘em with unwanted skull caps and a load of knocked off kosher meat
We built a cafe' serving up falafel and played loud music to cover up the din
And, it must have worked as the locals never seemed to have heard a thing
Took us over 3 months to reach the darn Israelis wall of concrete and steel
Damn; if they were not waiting for us, shouting, are you lot for flippin’ real
They sent all of us back to Gaza; with a rocket launcher up everyone's ass
Shouting; you ain't getting in here sunshine’s, not without a flaming’ pass
The Egyptians were not very happy, but hey that's not so unusual for them
Thinking of employing us to build another tunnel, well, you can think again
We then all arrived back at the Syed café; just to find, it had shut up sharp
Apparently; there had been a 100% sale on down at the bazaar super mart
The Egyptians; looking a ghostly white from months of working in the dust
Suddenly disappeared; they had all absconded outta here, on the local bus
Sitting on a dusty chair down at the Syed cafe; I watched as Gaza did burn
While totting up the jukebox to the sounds of, The House of the Rising Sun
O' a Palestinians’ lot, is not a happy lot, of this, you can be more than sure
Just ask anyone from Farah to Beit Hanoun, they all know the bloody score
The guy from Hamas reappeared, saying those tunnel plans looked quite neat
Have a thousand unwanted skull caps, and a load of knocked off kosher meat
Well, the Palestinians’ lot, is not a happy lot, but in the end we will not be beat
So I opened a local vendor stall, just a stone's throw at the bottom of my street
Selling a thousand unwanted skull caps and a load of knocked off kosher meat
Lulling the days when a guy from Hamas thought my tunnel plans looked neat
December 5 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Corinthians 10-13
Key Verse – 2Corinthians 10:5 Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR TEACHING US TO OBEY HIM
Praise be to God for teaching us to obey Him by His:
Goodness in our weakness
Graciousness in our working
Greatness in our worshipfulness
Governance in guiding our warfare
Gloriousness along His wisdom while waiting
2Corinthians 11:7 Praise be to the Lord
for His Gospel preached freely for us:
Redeeming us from sinfulness
Revealing to us His sure salvation
Reigning over us by His sovereignty
Refreshing us through His Scriptures
Renewing us toward sanctification’s strength
2Corinthians 12:21 Praise be to the Saviour for
humbling us against:
Destructive debates
Downgrading defamation
Detrimental disaster of despair
Disastrous distress and discouragement
Divisive doubts driving us to our downfall
2Corinthians 13:4 Praise be to the Almighty
for enabling us to live by His power as He:
Settles us in His truth
Stands by us along trials
Sanctifies us for shining testimony
Strengthens us toward His triumph
Satisfies us while His Scriptures we trust. Amen!
December 5, 2024
God has sent me an option A thought-provering appointment
He has rain down me His ointment
I saw shared with you
My soul cares for you
And in a four word phrase
This is what I say, today my soul loves you
I so love you
I do just love you
I soul love you
Heart's daughter in you I'm better
Promised visions grandeur decisions
Working in His creations, beautiful new mindset revisioned
I so share with you my love is true
God has sent me to care for you
And I open up my heart whole not in part
And in a four word phrase
This is what I say, today my soul loves you
I so love you
I do just love you
I soul love you
This is what I say, today my soul loves you
I so love you
I do just love you
I soul love you
6/17/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
What is love
but time and fate and hope and want?
We toss them into a bowl and mix
in his tear and then her vein,
add your grin along with my name.
What is love
but a year plus a year plus a few more
if you have some good luck?
A week away or a warm hug in bed,
a cup of tea, that one word said.
What is love
but a film or a song
on loop in your head?
A kiss upon brow and hand held when sick,
to just know you're the one that he’d pick.
Love is a word
made up of my half added to your part:
the LO is me and the VE is you,
with neither working alone.
So we’d best stay and grow as one,
like skin upon bone.
I am pulled apart by my crazed emotions
Half blown up and backwards
My desperation and depression is tied in a knot
And there is only one working hand left
Indignation took the other one years ago
I am frustrated now because I can no longer clap for you
My mood is foul
I revel in the stench of mediocrity
I feel notoriously lopsided and naked
Exposed, anxious, a laughing stock.
I have to say this now....
I hate all of you!
Which side should I share?
No side at all. I will keep myself to myself.
I am in a foul mood, angry and saddened.
Yes, you put me here. I take no blame for
my attitude, my feelings or my persona.
Look at yourself closely, oh, masses
You show me magazines
To prove my neck is too thick for my small head.
You are thorns, mongrel dogs, baddies.
I hate all of you. Every single last one.
You know who you are.
Love grows deep within one's heart
Let us all just come together instead of growing further apart
We must not allow hatred to become the norm
Let's send out waves of warmth and happiness to weather the storm
If we all just work together we can make the world a better place
We only have one choice to make for the survival of the human race
A better world awaits if we could just stomp out negativity along the way
People you interact with smile at them and tell them to have a nice day
Bureaucracy and constant red tape stop things from getting done
Someone might want to ask the Egyptians how the pyramids got build in the scorching sun
Working together is the only recipe for success
A surefire way for getting us out of this mess
We have all been given the greatest gift that being life itself
Let's pick up the pieces and put them back on the shelf
Ok, I’m leaving.
You can stop with the voices —
that’s not me, it’s my psychosis.
Don’t worry, they won’t hurt you.
This one’s playing music
without a piano — I can tell she’s
****** up, changing songs
every minute.
What’s happening? I’m curious
which radio station
this one’s talking from.
I think I should go there.
I’m starting to lose
my patience — known to recur.
One night, looking downward
toward her screaming in the corner,
I remember: I’ve seen this before.
My writing, how I humanized.
I’m calmer than when we first met —
seeing and hearing her
from first to last,
the same free psychotic episode
I’m getting used to.
I named her, but that seems useless.
She just laughs, cries, screams
—not in any order—
and angers if I ignore her.
Her whispers are louder.
She has to be close; I feel
her breath. I’m surprised
my pills aren’t working.
I need sleep — if I do, it’ll only be an hour.
I hope my nightmares stay at bay.
The both of them always hurt
my mind as I listen.
She is Lady Agares.
I will not name my nightmares —
his name is my own.
March 4 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Joshua 19-21
Key Verse –Joshua 20:1-2 The LORD also spake unto Joshua, saying, Speak to the children of Israel, saying, Appoint out for you cities of refuge, whereof I spake unto you by the hand of Moses.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY REFUGE
Lord God, You are my Refuge, giving me life eternal by Your grace
Thank You that You assured me everlasting gift always
Taking me out from hell’s darkness with Your compassion-rays
To hoist me up toward heaven of forever glorious days.
Lord God, You are my Refuge, granting me Your protection’s best part
Thank You that You came to me, reaching my heart
Turning me toward Your gracious start
To help me pass through temptation of miserable dart.
Lord God, You are my Refuge, guarding me with Your triumphant fight
Thank You that You made an end to my sin-condemnation’s fright
Tying me to Your mercy and truth’s freedom-working delight
To heal me and my soul in by Your Word’s counseling light.
Lord God, You are my Refuge, governing me by Your omnipotent hand
Thank You that You allowed me to flee into Your promised land
Training me to pursue Your will with my biblical stand
To handle me with Your assigned command.
Lord God, You are my Refuge, guiding me by Your presence so near
Thank You that You arm me with Your spiritual gear
Teaching me to face challenges of discomfort-fear
To hear me as I come to You with my sincere tear.
Lord God, You are my Refuge, greeting me with Your encouragement
Thank You that You cheer me midst redemption-settlement
Touching me for the conquering of my sorrows’ sentiment
To hide me in Your forgiveness as I confess my iniquities’ defilement.
Lord God, You are my Refuge, gladdening me inside Your will’s safety
Thank You that You rescued me from slaying transgression-penalty
Testing me of my faith against doubt, unbelief and uncertainty
To humble me by Your unfailing goodness throughout eternity.
March 4, 2023
We go through a period of time
When God is working through us
Whether it is buffing us
So we can shine
Or giving us things, gifts
God is going to do everything to change us
We may think we never get through it
But the end will come
And we will get there
If He puts on your mind something He is going to do
Trust that He will do it
That is his cue to you
That He is about to do it
You will see that it gets done
It is true that He does whatever He pleases
But He will listen to your wishes, desires
And fulfill them
Just know that his desires for you are better than yours
So sleep easy
And rest in the knowledge that He will look out for our best interest
Hard at work
He is
He is looking out for his little ones
Like a mother hen watching out for the little chicks
He will not let you falter
Always shaping you
Correcting you
Molding you to the person He wants you to be
So let the Potter do His thing
Just yield and be compliant
He will do His work for you
To you and in you
He never rests
And that is why He is God
And we are not
Let the Potter shine
You
Don’t tell Donna that Ted said that Marty
was…..
If I had a dollar for every time I heard some version
of this ridiculousness today, I would not have to
come to work with these gossip mongers.
Ring. Ring. It is Linda, the bookkeeper at the next desk.
She cannot turn and talk to me, because she is
telling tales about Sheila who sits less than ten feet
behind us.
I laugh politely at the end of the tale, hoping
she will let me get back to my bill-paying. But no,
she now has a story about Jacque.
Off the phone I write two checks. Brring Brring
The supervisor glares at me. We are supposed
to get the phone after the first ring. It might be
one of our vendors or our stores. We pay bills
for a chain of stores.
I grab the phone. It is Jacque, who is telling me
stories about Linda. None of them nice ones.
They both want to sit with me at lunch, but not
with the other one at the table. I slink out with
my lunch and eat in my car again, third week in
a row.
The supervisor comes out and raps on my window.
I roll it down about an inch.
"You are not supposed to eat in your car," he tells me.