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Yes I Believe In God

Apply the theory that god cease to exist.
You as an unbeliever may resist in the belief that there is someone who is more intelligent than your comprehension of life itself.
Let's imagine for a while that evolution in not just a myth of lies and deceit.
In your mind,
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
Where are you going after death?
What is your purpose for breathing my air?
Well without God you came from nowhere.
And where you go after death?
Well I'm not sure you want to answer that.
Your telling me that I evolved from a partial of nothing,
and that MANS' purpose is just to live and die.
Well the Devil is a lie.
Now back to reality.
God is real and he's alive.
I know Satan has you blinded by ideas of a godless world were you are free to do as you please.
A thought of a true and living God is a mental disease.
You try to sell me on principals is Me, Myself, and I.
Why?
So I can end up in your determine state of hopelessness.
That is the sermon you want me to buy.
Preaching, lessons on stories of mysterious scientific fact.
While history has proven that there is someone greater than that.
Your evidence is not consistent with the truth.
Do you want me to show you proof.
It is you;
it is me
it is everybody.
Just living is proof that God exist.
The signs are to numerously great for me to list.
As I speak, he speaks through to you.
He is here.
He is there
He is everywhere.
If you look for him closely,
he will show you.
Look into a mirror, at your reflection.
You will see the miracle of creation.
There is no need to wonder,
no need to apologize.
God is here for me, and he will be there for you.
You have no need to turn blue.
God love for us is true.
He is a light in the face of darkness.
Remember that ignorance is expensive.
While believing in God is a freedom and never-ending steps to becoming a brand new you.

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Is There Anything Left You Can Trust

In these perplexing days, I look around and lying seems to be the norm a political storm with high officials who cannot solve the nation's debt.yet pornography is protected by law. Safe places for investments are rare. Does anyone care? Our justice system is no longer just. Nations at war over spiritual lust. Families, friends, the ones who claim your trust are people who often hurt you the worst, so badly it makes clean lips want to curse. terrible plague of deadly diseases. Fornication these to abortion, adultery is a scandal that leads to family's broken in calamities. Moral degeneracy need to a decline of spirituality. refusing to abstain from drugs and alcohol has brought untold woes to billions, this wicked epidemic is jailing people each day in the millions. our schools are teaching our children how to have sex outside marriage, rather than teaching them how to get into college. I know you have heard the saying " What you don't know won't hurt you" when the reality is what you don't know will harm you. Because ignorance is expensive. Wars have been started because of lies, and people have fought on the side of fools who don't know the truth. At the expense of lost live, families torn apart, money that funds these wars, and anger, revenge on the lips of those who lost hope in God.

Aman

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Help Me God To Bare More Fruit

help me God to bare more fruit.
The ones around me thrown away my vine. It is getting harder to find my crop that I belong to.
My branches are falling apart.
you have put me here on good ground. Surrounded by weeds their seeds only scatter all around me.
some are good they're just misunderstood. Some are bad they make me feel sad. The rest are unknown, not visible in my sight.
I just might find a few brand new to my garden. Sprouting up new growth, I have new seeds to get to know.
Abundance of produce found here.
Now it is becoming clear. Why you keep pruning me.
for me to see what I am meant to be.
To all those seeds around me transformed me into fruit.
I have known I've been hidden in the shade at first.
Now the Sun unveiled face.
I found my resting place.
Amen

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Shadow Me Not

you celebrate all the things I have done my career, my looks, my family, my friends, my way of being me. something I know I should be proud of when it comes to me being myself,
But your envy leaves me wondering, why you don't see all those same qualities in yourself and want to stop shadowing me.
You thought that was a compliment to say I would rather be you and not myself. I tell you that you are unique also in ways you tend to overlook.
My life is not a fairytale story book. Yes in time it has been good, but other times it has not always been that way.
okay I know I'm a style you want to look like. I have ways that's in cosmetic and its appearance.
my intentions are to appreciate me as me. I'm not sorry that I am your personal interference of what you want to value only in yourself.
Celebrating all that you can do while discouraging me following my determine path. Why do you play my protagonist?
you said that you admire me and yet you are also hating me you want to be just like me but only if I'm not who I am.
Girl I will never understand.
God made me to love who I am.
God did the same for you it's true. But he want you to love you for who you are. You are a star.
thank you for wanting to get to know me and showing me that there is something you do like about me that you thought you could mimic. Maybe you really want to be my friend and did not know how to show it. And thought that imitating me would get you my attention. Well it did and now I have to mention. I think you are wonderful as you are. I want to get to know you. I do want to be friends. I hope one day you will believe what God has said. You are unique, blessed and a child of God so that makes you a star.

Amen

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Sex Is Not Everything

Sex is not everything. Poem by Joy Payne

Your excuse is that you have a high sex drive.
Well I'm tired of you only pleasing you,
You need to start pleasing me too.
I want to love you but you do nothing for me emotionally.
You give me 5 min. of 4 play expecting me to get excited,
so I just lay there and accept anything you say.
You cum inside and I'm left astray.
Wondering why I’m with you anyway.
You treat me like trash.
As if I'm someone who can be thrown away.
That’s why some women turn gay or the other way.
I tried so hard to work with you man and
still you don't understand. I need you to be my best friend. Someone, who looks at the inside and not just the outside, the outside changes while the inside remains the same. You said you love me and would do anything for me,
while the reality is you just want to ignore me.
I went behind your back and got with someone else.
You were so full of yourself that you didn't notice the hickey on me.
You thought you were the one who gave it to me.
You’re so blinded by lust and fantasy.
I had to walk away from you and walk towards God who's true.
I know this left you blue but what can you do.
Move on to someone else. Well I know for her it will be like Déjà vu.
She will think "here comes another creep trying to get in deep.”
I made my mistakes but that's in the past. I'm looking forward to life ever last.
My life has changed, I feel so brand new.
All I can say is I hope you see it too.
In God I trust he will change you too.
God loves us that will never change. He will turn our weaknesses into willingness to be eternally a better individual. In Jesus' name, God is my rock and my salvation
Amen!

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How Could God Love Someone Like Me

I'm selfish, I'm a thief, I'm an adulterer, I'm a murderer, I'm a profane blasphemer, I'm immoral, I'm destructive,
I'm virtually foolish, I'm a sinner, I have habits I regret, I manifest a hard unbelieving  heart.
I'm a disappointment to myself and to others.
I seek satisfaction in all the wrong places.
I'm sick inside and out.  I'm disabled with perceptions of a false reputation of being unstable.
I'm so afraid and  so weak, I'm ugly, I'm  dead,  I am nothing.
These thought, questions, and reason are what I have to say,
when YOU tell ME that God loves someone like me.
How could this possibly be?
That Christ died for me.
Maybe you have me confused with someone who isn't me.
Come on!
Tell the truth!
Don't talk to me like a childish youth.
I can't contemplate how God could love a person who can't do any thing right and do all things wrong.
As I grew I try to change my ways
but now years seem like days.
Even my Mom said I'd be better off dead,
but instead I let myself die in pride.
I let sin rob me of my soul inside.
How could God love me?
In all of this worldliness I see.
Then you reply
NO! It’s not a lie!
You are in God's hands
Trust me, He understands.
Since the foundation of the world,
He had you in his plans.
The truth is we all have sinned,
but this is not the end.
His plan for you can now begin.
He has redeemed you his child.
Even though in your past you were wild!
A genuine repentance for your sins,
he will convert your heart and renew the spirit within.
Your change will be seen in contrast to your past.
Those who knew you will not recognize you.
For fear, or unbelief they will try to make you feel blue.
For this journey is new for you.
Trust God and he will see you through.
In times of joy! And in times of pain!
He is the sun shine through the rain.
Everyday will not be a breeze,
but be at ease.
God died
So that he could forever be by you side.
Amen

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The Prodigal Returns

We were once poor orphans, Wondering from place to place, never calling anywhere home.
Lead astray by sin, we soon felt the heartache from symbolized Babylon.
Thinking we were and had everything,
till iniquity was found in thee.
Our brightness was awe-inspiring.
Our wisdom flawless, breathtaking, a workmanship of perfection.
Our hearts were lifted up because our wealth corrupted our blasphemous reasoning.
Worshiping ourselves and our things we lost track of what was thought in accent times.
Not realizing how deep our sin had become,
Babylon the great city fell,
on that day our father called for us to return home.
remembering from whence we came.
Our true character was revealed.
Looking to the past for answers we found that our selfish hearts determined whose side we were on.
We had turned our backs to Christ and refused to acknowledge God 3x's.
Christ made a way of escape for us and we let trials and temptations control and govern our divine grace.
Our next step was to become sober with a meek and lowly heart.
the desire to restore what was lost,
reflected how our shortcoming and mistakes can be pardoned by the love of Christ.
So we have nothing in ourselves of which to boast.
We have no ground for self-exaltation.
Our old natures have fallen.
this is evidence that Satan's delusions have lost their power.
God has revealed his power our souls have realized its helplessness and become dead-seated in love for Jesus.
Just like the prodigal son we have a place to call home,
where one day we will return to.
Amen.

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The Temporary God Vs Eternal Life Part 1

so you tell me that God does not exist. I reply why do we have this life in the first place?
Is it just a race to see who has figured out how short this life is.
I have friends, I have family and other folks that I want to continue to see.
you know I had to ponder on that thought for a while longer.
if you cannot believe in God,
then answer some of these questions for me.
Why are we here for? What's the reason, is it for a short time or just a season?
all the people you have in your life important to you or some kind of idea for you.
the idea that as soon as its over you don't have to think anymore about it,
Just as quickly as it comes it goes away. that's a slave.
Then you have to accept love, it does not last.
You can say you have it for a short while and once dead, you just think it was all in your head.
your life was nothing but a dream.
For who?
Who would work so hard on this dream? You just think it just appeared out of nowhere,
just to return to nowhere and nothing.
How did it last this long?
why are we doing all this work for something that could not make it last?
You mean to tell me that everything I look at is all just a lie?
I take it that the good that come of myself and others and the work I do is all in vain?
you sound more insane than the belief that God is not real.
What's the deal?
you may look at the people in your life and tell them when they are dead you don't have to worry about seeing them ever again and they can feel the same way about you.
but I can't do that.
I know that eternity is for us.
My feelings are not short lived.
I care to see my mom and dad together also my sister, brother, friends together and living with me. I can't say I eternally love you temporarily. You are bold in what you say to me about your own life is nothing more than a temporary fantasy,
something was able to work for a short while before it's all over.

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The Color Purple

The Color Purple. Poem by Joy Payne

I saw what you did to my family confused, lost, scared, well you can't handle me.
 I've been sleeping for a long time, I wake up and I see you, the slime of all time. 
Since my birth my mission was charted. 
You thought you were the ruler of this world. 
Dynamic, catchy, talented, but I twirled around you, and you were cunning almost to a point I thought I could change you, but now I see the unchangeable you. 
The way you temp, afflict, oppose, disguise the real you, sorry  your time is up and the hours are counting few. 
Embracing the truth is all you can do. You tried to be me in Cinderella's shoe.
 Today is a dream come true. 
I am a queen here to take my throne and start with new beginnings, that is why my favorite color is purple.
 Purple represents Kings, Queens, and all things under the "I Am". 
When the truth comes to the majority you thought you had will become few. 
This is nothing new for I review the day when my words are toxic to the enemy, but fresh to those who have faith in me.
 You the accuser was nothing more than an abuser of the Holy One the son of creation.
 I bring joy, hope, peace, and love things you can't contemplate.
 I have overcome you, but yet you knew and still blew your chance for eternal life.
 Like a knife my words stab you back.
 This is it for you, so hit the road Jack