Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. - Norman Vincent Peale
May the beautiful star, shining so bright
Bless your heart and soul with His sweet light,
Breaking through the darkness and doubt
Revealing the wonder, what Christmas is all about
May the gentle whisper of joy in His song
Bless you with assurance that you belong,
Here in the wonder of a Christmas story
Where light and love remember His glory.
May the heavens reveal the glow of hope
Bless your life with a promise you can cope
With every fear, each tear and all the sorrow
Beneath the worries of the impending morrow.
May the love of our Savior delight your life
As you recall the amazement of His sacrifice,
And, as we celebrate the dear Savior’s birth
Don’t ever stop rejoicing because of His great worth!
May this Christmas bring you so much love
Love that comes from the miracles above,
The peace and faith, the amazing grace
That comes from the hope we’ll never erase!
May this Christmas mean more than just a gift
May this Christmas stir the music who’ll ever uplift!
Co-Exist, Neither Of Us Fear The Knife
I saw the crescent moon in dappling sky
Gentle wind danced about and moaned
Earth spoke quite clear and told the crescent moon
Let all liars that lie now be stoned
Does not the wizen owl straight on home fly?
I saw the vast crowd of bright twinkling stars
They danced to tease the dark looming night
I ran with fast wolves, our hearts beat as one
We watch the Heavens and saw all was right
And fought not to create vicious scars!
I saw life ebb and truth sat there quite clear
Nobody cowered, nobody fears.
Heart and spirit seeks wisdom and true life
Co-exist, neither of us fear the knife!
Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet
Feb. 12th 1972
Note:
Inner Peace Quotes:
“Never be in a hurry; do everything quietly and in a calm spirit. Do not lose your inner peace for anything whatsoever, even if your whole world seems upset.” —Saint Francis de Sales
“The life of inner peace, being harmonious and without stress, is the easiest type of existence.” —Norman Vincent Peale
“Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.” —Dalai Lama
Out of the blue, sending this to you, hope that color has left, and you are becoming like new. Now seeing a shade of gray, blue fading away. It’s a lot tougher, to stay connected to, or want to remember a human being, when closeness, takes away the ease, of knowing them, like before, when we placed them only in our dreams. There Hope fuels imagination, together it can be a successful team, winning guaranteed.Before the game even starts, before the first down is ever made, with nothing proven, we decide the odds are in our favor. But life will test to determine if two are real, or a different flavor. What to do? Let life do it’s thing, get through the tests it will most certainly bring. Then and only then, decide if there is any room left for any other to touch your heart. Be it from the outside, or the inside, spiritual or gender, the game can start and become real, when another becomes a part both can’t seem to live without, now it no longer becomes words in a poem, but the start of a winning team, not just a dream, but a fortunate deal. Like the avengers, Stead, and Mrs.Peale, always got each other’s back, not just an act.
“There is no death! What seems so is transition;
this life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian,
whose portal we call Death.”
-Henry W. Longfellow
A single tick in time, that’s all
our life on earth is meant to be,
but souls transcend upon death’s call
while lifting up, God’s face to see,
and lasting an eternity.
“I believe there are two sides to the phenomenon known as death,
this side where we live, and the other side where we shall continue to live.
Eternity does not start with death. We are in eternity now.”
-Norman Vincent Peale
August 26, 2019
The positive passages of Norman Vincent Peale—
Travelled time with mass appeal.
Uplifting affirmations and intentions of healing
Sent psychiatrists and theologians to writing and reeling.
Norman Vincent Peale
Who lived his life with religous zeal.
Witneesed his cousins leather strap demeaner.
Glad for his home, where the grass seemed greener.
He'd turn and crank the bell of his youth.
As he learned to thank God he was raised with couthe.
I read in a short story he wrote, he rang this doorbell from his grandma's old house and it would bring him back to his childhood days back in a quaint little town.
'"The power
of positive thinking"
in this hour
of humanities' stinking
is
insanity.
When we kill
and maim
in our free will
democracy game
its hard to remember
we hold a distinction
as the highest form of life.
Animal
cannibal
what heights of intellect
do we dare to claim
as we slaughter
in the name of some
hypocritical ideology?
'"The power of positive thinking"
is reeking of
murder
while we
positively speak
and call it
war.
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