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Climb the Learning Curve of Gratitude

When life gives you all you need
And you fly to the highest altitude,
Before you run out oxygen
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.

When life withholds all you need
And you start to get an attitude,
Before you drown in despair
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.

When you don't live up to your own standards
Give yourself some latitude,
And walk your way out of depression, and
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.

When you're losing your direction 
And noise replaces your solitude,
Walk back to the peace and still, and
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.

When you feel you can't get lower
Just remember His beatitudes,
It's the humble that inherits all things, so
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.

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God's Bag of Sugar

God's bag of sugar
Burst all over the North
The sweet scent of the stars are pleasant to the eyes.

The limiltless strength of the belt of Orion
Three stars in one belt,
That only God can bind
Bring wonder to the limited soul
Points to...

The clustered jewels of Pleades
Has strength in numbers
Beautiful
Bright
Like God's people are bound to each other
And to Him,
Only a powered God can bind such beauty.

The Major Bear cares for the Minor Bear
Father God growls to the enemies of His Cubs,
Caring,
Sharing life at His own expense.

The Milky band
The covering
Wraps its arms around the globe
Never ends
Bright
Each named part never fails, ever,
Seen by those who search

The North Star is unmoved
An absolute
Never changes
Everything else revolving around it
Assures
Comforts
For all to see
For all who want to see.

Have you tasted God's bag of sugar ?.
It's very sweet.

“Can you bind the cluster of the Pleiades, Or loose the belt of Orion? Can you bring out Mazzaroth (Zodiac) in its season? Or can you guide the Great Bear with its cubs? Do you know the ordinances of the heavens? Can you set their dominion over the earth? (North Star) (?Job? ?38?:?31-33? NKJV)

For by Him all things were created that are in heaven and that are on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or principalities or powers. All things were created through Him and for Him. And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist. And He is the head of the body, the church, who is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in all things He may have the preeminence. (?Colossians? ?1?:?16-18? NKJV)

He alone spreads out the heavens, And treads on the waves of the sea; He made the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, And the chambers of the south; He does great things past finding out, Yes, wonders without number. If He goes by me, I do not see Him; If He moves past, I do not perceive Him; If He takes away, who can hinder Him? Who can say to Him, ‘What are You doing?’ (?Job? ?9?:?8-12? NKJV)

He made the Pleiades and Orion; He turns the shadow of death into morning And makes the day dark as night; He calls for the waters of the sea And pours them out on the face of the earth; The LORD is His name. (?Amos? ?5?:?8? NKJV)

The heavens declare the glory of God; And the firmament shows His handiwork. Day unto day utters speech, And night unto night reveals knowledge.

Milky Way...Their line has gone out through all the earth, And their words to the end of the world. In them He has set a tabernacle for the sun...Its rising is from one end of heaven, And its circuit to the other end; And there is nothing hidden from its heat. (?Psalms? ?19?:?1-2, 4, 6? NKJV)

O LORD, our Lord, How excellent is Your name in all the earth, Who have set Your glory above the heavens!...When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, The moon and the stars, which You have ordained, What is man that You are mindful of him, And the son of man that You visit him? (?Psalms? ?8?:?1, 3-4? NKJV)

There are also celestial bodies and terrestrial bodies; but the glory of the celestial is one, and the glory of the terrestrial is another. There is one glory of the sun, another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; for one star differs from another star in glory. So also is the resurrection of the dead. The body is sown in corruption, it is raised in incorruption. It is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness, it is raised in power. It is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body. There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body. (?I Corinthians? ?15?:?40-44? NKJV)

“To whom then will you liken Me, Or to whom shall I be equal?” says the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, And see who has created these things, Who brings out their host by number; He calls them all by name, By the greatness of His might And the strength of His power; Not one is missing. Why do you say, O Jacob, And speak, O Israel: “My way is hidden from the LORD, And my just claim is passed over by my God”? Have you not known? Have you not heard? The everlasting God, the LORD, The Creator of the ends of the earth, Neither faints nor is weary. His understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the weak, And to those who have no might He increases strength. (?Isaiah? ?40?:?25-29? NKJV)

because what may be known of God is manifest in them, for God has shown it to them. For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead, so that they are without excuse, because, although they knew God, they did not glorify Him as God, nor were thankful, but became futile in their thoughts, and their foolish hearts were darkened. (?Romans? ?1?:?19-21? NKJV)

For we did not follow cunningly devised fables when we made known to you the power and coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, but were eyewitnesses of His majesty...And so we have the prophetic word confirmed, which you do well to heed as a light that shines in a dark place, until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts; (?II Peter? ?1?:?16, 19? NKJV)

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Real Love

How could You 
See my pain
Include me in the
Great Exhange
How could You
Relate to me
Bring me in then
Set me free

Real love
Real love.


How could you
Believe in me
Touch the eyes
So I can see
How could you
Live within
Now everyday 
This begins,

Real love
Real love.

A real love that hopes all things
Never fails, believes all things
Never asks what it can't give

Real love 
Real love. 



Words and Music by Peter Hall. 
Copyright Scot free music.

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Fighting Territory

The Irish Republican Army
Through clenched teeth will fight,
So all with Irish accents
Will hear "Ireland's call" and unite.

The cowboys sings of the country 
Mountains and farms and all that,
Though he is from the city
he'll wear his ten gallon hat.

The American is so proud 
He was born on the Fourth of July,
He sings the "star spangled banner"
With hand on heart as he cries.

The Australian larrikin is proud 
Of their beaches, forests and sun,
That he is "young and free"
With BBQ and beer soaked fun.

The Scotsman wears His kilt
And recites what Burns may have said,
About the braveheart spirit
That against the Englishmen bled.

Then there's the twelve year old boy 
Thinks "in what can I now be proud" ?,
He'll wear his football jersey 
With the thousands in the stand with the crowd.

These all have something in common
It's the same thing that drives them all,
It's all about their identity
By this we all stand or fall.

The identity is the powerful force
That drives all of life's decisions,
To understand motivation
The identity is the heart's incision.

For this we'll defend to the death
For that is our fighting territory,
Because it's who we are
Where belief comes from, our identity.





Note: "Ireland's call" is the anthem sung by the Irish rugby team which is made up of both the Republic of Ireland and Northern Ireland.

"Young and free" is in Australia's national anthem

"Larrikin" is Australian slang for a person who is a bit cheeky

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Scottish Steak and Chips

What can make the heart grow fond
I'll give you the tip
Nothing can satisfy your taste
Like Scottish Steak and chips.

Juicy highland cattle steaks will
melt just past your lips
feeding well the hungry soul
That's Scottish steak and chips.

What can put some fat on you
on your frame and hips
you'll never ever fade away
With Scottish steak and chips.

There's no food in this modern world
whether haggis, burgers or fish
that can match the beauty and taste
of Scottish steak and chips.

TV chefs seem unawares
and seem so ill equipped
of talent, skill and feel required
to cook Scottish steak and chips.

No need to be serious
Always poems to make you think
Need a bit of humour
Eating Scottish steak and chips.

When grandchildren ask about the nation's dish
"is it haggis or whisky nips ?"
I'll lean back in my rockin' chair
eating Scottish Steak and chips.

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Smelling the Coffee On the Isle of Skye

The smiling loch gives a welcome
Along with the vigorous pine,
Time to recharge the soul
And smell the coffee on the Isle of Skye.

Misty mountains of mystery
Are a drug with a natural high,
And offer more to discover
Sipping coffee on the Isle of Skye.

The landscape changes each minute
As clouds give way to the shine,
As the sun whispers the invite
Smell the coffee on the Isle of Skye.

White washed homes contrast colour
Of illuminous mountain sides,
That greet the Cali ferries,
And bring life to the Isle of Skye.

You can almost touch the mountains
As you're touched by the Western Isles,
Three dimensions experienced, while
Sipping coffee on the Isle of Skye.

But the likeness of God in nature
Stirs the fourth dimension inside,
Marries the natural and spiritual, while
Smelling the coffee on the Isle of Skye.

Chaos theory must answer
To the Western Island design,
A place too wonderful for me
While smelling coffee on the Isle of Skye.

The Gaelic heart of Scotland 
Melts into the core of mine,
As the wide-eyed little boy
Smells the coffee on the Isle of Sky.

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Have You Ever Been To Scotland

Have you ever been to Scotland ?, the place of many friends,
Have you ever seen the Lochs, or the heather in the glen.
D’ya know of her martyrs, their price to make a stand,
Ever trod the soil, of blood mixed in the land.

Have you ever been to Scotland ?, and the glory of Loch Ness
You’ll understand the pride, in their tartan crests.
It’s highlands that are stunning, nothing like them that’s for sure,
Their rugged beauty speaks, “come and search for more”.


Have you ever been to Scotland ?, the castles they call grand,
Seen the views they give, from Highlands to the sand.
Their rooms of kings & queens, show history bad and good,
Victory and defeat, a land misunderstood.

Have you ever been to Scotland ?, & listen to her speak,
That accent so engaging, “oh aye” I hear you speak.
This place of engineers, and reformers too,
A place so unique, a place that sees things through.


Have you ever been to Scotland ?, her hospitality,
Haggis; nips ‘n’ taties, and people so friendly.
Will be like a magnet, they’ll not leave you in the black,
For you will be drawn, when they say “haste ye back”.

Have you ever been to Scotland ?, the place of many friends,
Have you ever seen the Lochs, or the heather in the glen.
Do you know of her martyrs, their price to make a stand,
Go & tread the soil, where blood’s mixed with the land.

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My Mother

Her Father and brother appear smaller and smaller
through the tear blurred back window of the Austin A40
the separation of Mother and Father was for her good...

so they said.

The memory scars the heart
dulls the feminine senses.

These graves in the mind
bring her strength of soul.

The wisdom of her times
are transferred by affection and not words of advice.

Her flowered kitchen apron
expresses her love and mind.

Her faith in Christ: her strength yet purpose 
are preached by wordless sermonettes.

This is a life that reaches 
deep into the unreachable .

No fuss
But chivalrous.

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Learning From Mistakes

I have finally come to the place
Where things can come off the shelf
So I can try to learn from mistakes
And not be so hard on myself.

I no longer need to be opaque
It's time for me to see
That my failures and past mistakes
Do not label me.

No longer trusting what used to assure
Sorting out things that will last
Mistakes filter out what really endures
Permitting to learn from the past.

I know life has its ups and downs
I can't help things don't go to plan
But mistakes no longer bring "that frown"
Now that I know who I am.

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I Saw a Funny Man

I saw a funny man
Who wore funny clothes
Had a hole in his jacket
And three holes in his nose.

What a funny nose ring 
From it hung a feather
I hope it kept him warm
In the frosty weather.

I saw a funny women
A cow she tried to throttle
Coz she blamed the cow
That milk came out in bottles.

I saw a funny granma
Couldn't see the lake
She tried to shake hands
With the toilet snake.

She left the window open
Like a carefree granny
The wind blew up her clothes
In every nook and cranny. 

I saw a funny grandpa
Couldn't hear a thing
Sounded like a moose
When he tried to sing.

He tended to his plants
In the middle of his garden
A truck then blew it's horn
He said "I beg your pardon".

It shows that he could hear
Not deaf after all
Just didn't want to answer
When his name you call.

I saw a funny teenager
Walked backwards in his sleep
Then he walked sideways
When he counted sheep.

So lets just keep on smiling
You need it for survival 
A keen sense of humour 
Puts hair on your eye ball.