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- November 20, 2008 at 7:14 am#212149lineonParticipant
Can we all
Uncork our sin
So that all our deeds can be seen,
Or must we bottle up our sin
And fight the deeds from within.Our basic thoughts have been terrorized
Hijacked by the world,
Brain washed not to see the Light.
Our knowledge is from the other source
The source where death has become our friend.Lineon
November 20, 2008 at 7:32 am#212147brent.stock7ParticipantYour love is so amazing I’m gazing back to the fact that for the human race you let your Son bleed,
a pact that you gave and laid with grace for the sake to be freed,
its hard for me to breathe even with a breeze I freeze but I believe and I’m speechless,
speakless
but you bring words even in my weakness
even to the weakest
leaving away with what my flesh would think could be the sweetest sin
And takin me to a place that I can breathe again,
My best friend,My father you are everything that is worth anything in me,
And I hope that I can be the tree that started from a seed and please
help me believe And if you say that I can be, that I’m free
then I know that it will happen
I trust your word, I trust in you so help me to adapt in
While your mappin out the quest, and in my chest theres a beat, a beat and its beating for only you
Im just trying to catch a glimpse of all that you do
And What is this mission? I wait on your decision incision with precision in position wishin I could always listen to my listin As its given
This thing that’s always arrives
a new day the course you’re the sunrise,
the source, thrive with rivers and plant life,
you drive my whole world you’re my sight,
like if I looked up into the night
and saw a bright light
your seed that’s my type,
needing to ripe, your what I read and I write
Or maybe like a flight something soaring high over the mountains and the far away terrain
turning a wildchild to be mild and tame,
to know his name
you are gain rain for growth,
reigning to the holy and highest post
I need you the most, a different world eyes opened like im scuba divin life in the motions of oceans at the every coast
An oasis that will never run dry
Just look in My eye tears drip to my lip when I cry Never ending suspending I know im Mr. mastermind you created time
You are perfection, my protection when I sleep, when I can’t see or think, even by weather you keep me linked to your Son
Like a cold day when life from the host huddles close to be one
so amazing to think of all that you have done
Everlasting, You are compassion that is felt when I see someone who is homeless
Stars and Infinite numbers of passion melt when eyes meet with someone who knows this
Frozen, so loaded with love
You are What makes a heartbeat,
Star eleetee,
Never too far for relief,
even in a car crash a splash over the streets on a day of super heat,
but never depleated, never deleted, never ever defeated
A hand stretched with manna for your people to eat it
The way you help your children, every day stages planted and the way you give them strength
Like an organic super drink as much as they want it you let your children take the sip
Arms stretched to grab, never releasing the grip
Your so kind, and you give life to live
forgiveness even granted in an instant all that one has to do is ask,
Never rejected still standing you can’t miss it, relief from the fall and all that is past
Forever the life truth and the way coming from your Son and his shining ray
Of love lacing what a display, Erasing dismay without a delay and takin it to today
Unexplainable, uncontainable what your willing how your love is so fixed, hugs and now maintainable feelings in the mist, full no filling is missed
The dough is battered, your people never scattered but mixed
Those who you love those who know worth should be you because your it
To worship you
the flame lit in your childrens hearts never to part forever their starter kitNovember 20, 2008 at 7:33 am#212146brent.stock7ParticipantYou are.. A burning flame.. You are..A sea of Frozen Ice
You are All in all. You choose You decide
You are the one who took the Israelites as your people. You are the one who sent your Son. You are life
And that is life. The road to you is narrow and the people are few. You are my words, my love, the fire to drive to strive when I don’t feel alive inside. To have conviction, to be sorrowful when I give in, when I fall down, and when I fall down again, and again. To all who believe you have forgiven the sins of men, the Son who is the lamb has cried ‘Abba Father’- He is the way unto you, and You are the great I am.November 21, 2008 at 3:04 am#212140lineonParticipantThanks Brent
And welcome again.
I like the sincerity and honesty in your writtings.November 21, 2008 at 7:07 am#212142charityParticipant“ Your thoughts guide you to your destiny. If you always think the same you will always get to the same place. Think in a new way and you will be a new person. Give happiness to all and you will live in peace. Create peace in your mind and you will create a world of peace around you. ”
“ The tests of life are not to break you but to make you. -Innerspace
November 22, 2008 at 4:11 am#212138lineonParticipantI feel Your love
Floating all around, in my mind,
Standing in Your faith saved by grace
Knowing You the One
Who died for us.I wait for You
In this life of faith and grace
Where You lift me up and hold me tight,
Showing me what is wrong and right
By day and by night.I see You all around
In the sky and on the land
Life is bright while we breathe
Keeping us firmly on the ground,
Our life is in Your Hands.Lineon
November 22, 2008 at 10:03 am#212139charityParticipant“Outside noisy, inside empty”
“To talk much and arrive nowhere is the same as climbing a tree to catch a fish”
It is the beautiful bird which gets caged.
Good words are like a string of pearls.
The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected
without trials.“The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their right names”
-Chinese ProverbsNovember 22, 2008 at 9:01 pm#212141TiffanyParticipantHi lineup and charity and welcome Brent! How beautiful in all the world, God oh God is Thy Name! Awsome God, Almighty God forever more.
Hope all is well.
Peace and Love IreneNovember 23, 2008 at 4:55 am#212136lineonParticipantThank you Lord for our hands
That have given us our home,
Thank you for our heart
That pumps fresh thought
Into our minds,
Thank you for these eyes
That remind us of your beauty
And the confusion made by man,
Thank you for our legs
That carry us from point to point,
Thank you for our ears
That listens to life sounds,
Thank you for your Spirit
That have shown us
Joy
Love
Peace
Patience
Kindness
Goodness
Faithfulness,
Thank you for your mighty thoughts
For us,
For we are only dust
In a universe of mystery
That you are showing us.
Thank you.Lineon
November 23, 2008 at 6:33 am#212137charityParticipantThe creation of the thanks givers.
Pulling hard towards thee left… Has been A necessary. EVEN to balance the weights OF INJUSTICE unstable judgments.
Whats beautiful can sometimes seem not Good. yet what God made Good is beautiful.
November 24, 2008 at 5:52 am#212132charityParticipant“Genius – To know without having learned; to draw just conclusions from unknown premises; to discern the soul of things.”
-Ambrose BierceNovember 24, 2008 at 5:54 am#212133charityParticipant“Doubt, indulged and cherished, is in danger of becoming denial; but if honest, and bent on thorough investigation, it may soon lead to full establishment of the truth.”
-Ambrose BierceNovember 24, 2008 at 5:56 am#212134charityParticipant“Pray, v.: To ask that the laws of the universe be annulled on behalf of a single petitioner confessedly unworthy.”
-Ambrose BierceNovember 24, 2008 at 5:57 am#212135charityParticipant“Beauty, n: the power by which a woman charms a lover and terrifies a husband.”
– Ambrose BierceNovember 25, 2008 at 7:59 pm#212131lineonParticipant10,000 words and more
You will live for
State your case
Argue your ideal
Tell the human race
They will be safe,
'They must believe
Christ Jesus is the key.'10,000 words and more
You will live for,
Your beliefe is your passion,
You live by His word
Your life is being swayed
By His life saving words,
Words that are in dispute
Words that you agree with.10,000 words and more
Will you die for?
Words that give life
You will expire for?
A ideal that is so pure
A belief that is difficult to achieve,
Is it to die for?
To expire for?Lineon
November 25, 2008 at 9:17 pm#212130NickHassanParticipantno man can give God anything eternally useful
except the hope of man as vessel to hold treasures
that offer being guided, controlled by the finger divine
that we may share in His and His Son's eternal final victoryNovember 27, 2008 at 5:37 am#212062charityParticipantA Thanksgiving to God for His House
by Robert HerrickLord, Thou hast given me a cell
Wherein to dwell;
An little house, whose humble roof
Is weather-proof;
Under the spars of which I lie
Both soft and dry;
Where Thou my chamber for to ward
Hast set a guard
Of harmless thoughts, to watch and keep
Me, while I sleep.
Low is my porch as is my fate,
Both void of state;
And yet the threshold of my door
Is worn by'th' poor,
Who thither come, and freely get
Good words, or meat;
Like as my parlour, so my hall
And kitchen's small;
A little butterie and therein
A little bin,
Which keeps my little loaf of bread
Unchipp'd, unflay'd;
Some brittle sticks of thorn or briar
Make me a fire,
Close by whose living coal I sit,
And glow like it.
Lord, I confess too, when I dine,
The pulse is Thine,
And all those other bits that be
There plac'd by Thee;
The worts, the purslain, and the mess
Of water-cress,
Which of Thy kindness Thou hast sent;
And my content
Makes those, and my beloved beet,
To be more sweet.
'Tis Thou that crown'st my glitt'ring hearth
With guiltless mirth;
And giv'st me wassail bowls to drink,
Spic'd to the brink.
Lord, 'tis Thy plenty-dropping hand
That soils my land;
And giv'st me, for my bushel sown,
Twice ten for one;
Thou mak'st my teeming hen to lay
Her egg each day;
Besides my healthful ewes to bear
Me twins each year;
The while the conduits of my kine
Run cream (for wine.)
All these, and better Thou dost send
Me, to this end,
That I should render, for my part,
A thankful heart,
Which, fir'd with incense, I resign
As wholly Thine;
But the acceptance, that must be,
My Christ, by Thee.November 28, 2008 at 4:15 am#212063lineonParticipantSmoke plumes
Rise up into the sky,
Soldiers shouting
Peasants fighting and hating.
Feather folk sitting in trees, stunned,
Unable to sing into the breeze.Freedom fighters
Fingering their AK47's
Watching their chaos unfold
One more war creation.
Feather folk flying
From tree to tree silently watching.Bombs, hand grenades, bullets flying,
Humans dieing
Child soldies fighting their war,
These dogs of war silently waiting.
Feather folk shake their heads
Stunned that their masters are dead.Lineon
November 28, 2008 at 5:16 am#212064charityParticipant“The thief is sorry he is to be hanged, not that he is a thief”
-ProverbNovember 28, 2008 at 5:17 am#212065charityParticipant“You may be sorry that you spoke, sorry you stayed or went, sorry you won or lost, sorry so much was spent. But as you go through life, you'll find – you're never sorry you were kind.”
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