No One Can Deny LoveThe winds of change are near. An aging warrior, under house arrest will have his shackles tightened. No reason to fear. No reason to run. The Holy Spirit shadows the winds of change, unnoticed. The influence can overcome. All you have to do is clear your mind the best you can. Clear all the evil you can, turn it over to Jesus, the Son, and in the silence the Holy Spirit will fill your fear, your dread, your very soul with the Light of our Father. Jesus did not run and cower, He submitted to the Father. After the gift of the Holy Spirit, the disciples did not cower and in their souls, they could not run away from the truth. The Holy Spirit is Love. Everyone can deny the truth, but no one can deny Love. Love dissipates hate, love conquers all. The Lord loved us enough to give us the Kingdom of Heaven; us, present with Him. The Father is Love. Pray for those that cannot comprehend Jesus is God’s LoNo One Can Deny Love by RocksRose
Wiping TearsDo you like wiping away tears?Wiping Tears by RocksRose
I hate to
They stream down your face for a reason
The lines of your face dictate where they will go
Where they will end up
Feel their decent
Should you not feel their weight?
I do not wipe away tears in God’s presence
For the tears flow and carve out meaning
I only wipe them when someone else enters
A quick, “I’m ok”, is enough to suffice
In God’s presence I try
To let the wind slowly dry
Away the sorrow
This life has to offer
To the weak and unrighteous;
Sorrow, pain and hell
To the believers; love
A love that will not let sin over take us
Pray for those that will not believe,
Rejoice that we are the chosen ones
God choose us
All we have to do is choose Him
By Rock’s Rose/ E.W. Rantala
Prologue: A Man of AngelsPrologue: A Man of AngelsPrologue: A Man of Angels by Novacom
There is a new truth, a new foundation. But few have discovered it, for the world is cold.
Once, the warmth and light of humanity stretched across the globe, uniting each nation, region and people towards a common purpose. But that purpose was corrupt, an extension of their pride and communal might in rebellion against the ways of the world, and of their Creator. The struggle of man to cast off the control of Heaven led to a long and taxing labor, an experiment in the strength of human will—one that fell apart.
The aftermath of mankind’s folly was horrifying. Millions were wiped out in an instant as destruction wreaked a warping path across the earth. Continents collided, seas foamed and civilization fell as the day closed on the majority of the human race. Night fell, and the strange new world was cold. But when the sun rose, those who survived clung together, crying out in one voice for the comfort and safety of their Creator.
Creator answered, c
Breaking and entering IntroThursday 2013 Cleburne tx honeysuckle high school classes were starting and I was off hurrying to my first period English class. The teacher Mrs. Flabashem a fat bull of a women. Was an unforgiving bitch who would lack you out all period if you were a second late. For as far as she was concerned you didn't deserve to learn if you don't work for it.Breaking and entering Intro by historyhunter
As if that had anything to do with the tardy bell but thanks to a running jog I got there just in time. To see the bitchy bull slam the door on some poor brat. Who was to stupid to know the schedule by the fourth week of school I guess he didn't pay attention or he didn't care.
Either way it sucked to be him or rocked since he didn't have to read/take notes on the poem raven by edger Allen Poe as Mrs. flabashen was instructing us to do.
Because it's so freakin boring and long I don't even know what it's talking about and I think I speak for they entire class.
Jury DutyI've found that people who accuse others of being the devil, usually have the Devil himself whispering in their ears. Being that we are imperfect, basic reasoning would only assume that we are unfit to pass pure judgement on anyone or anything. I believe that we can all agree on that to some extent, but of course stands the possibility that I am wrong by that very same logic. Judgement is not just for sinners, it is for choice in general. My point is related in that choice is in fact reliant on perspective and perception (Matthew 7:1-5).Jury Duty by GrubbsWriting
On one hand, we could see a man begging for money on the side of the road and think of him as a man in need. Yet in today's world, we are taught to be conservative in our trust, therefore on the other hand, we could see that man, and question his legitimacy. Then of course there are those who insist that instead of mercy and charity, that these fellow human beings of ours should just up and stop being homeless and without work, as though they have
I Forgive YouAll those time you've ever hurt me.I Forgive You by same-but-different
Everything you said.
Every scar you cut.
Every bruise you left.
I won't lie: I hated you for it.
How could you do this to someone so close to you?
How could you abuse their trust, their faith, that you were better than that?
But all that's behind us.
Today's the day I can look in the mirror and say,
"I forgive you."
The Spirit of EasterMy Teacher, My great Teacher,The Spirit of Easter by tomato-bird
Where are you in this night?
The Dark has covered hills and dales and gone has run the light
We saw their hand, we turned and ran, yes from them we did flee
While wives and mothers on the hill compose an elegy
For weep, weep O World!
Weep all tree and shrinking moss
For my Rabbi who I followed
Now is dying on a cross.
Were you not our Messiah?
To give us back our land?
To scatter out the Roman force and free us by your hand?
Did we not see you heal the sick and liberate the lame?
Did you not bring back Lazarus though four days late you came?
Yet I hear you cry,
From your ordeal on the tree
"My God, My God, My Father
Why have You forsaken Me?"
Your last words do speak forgiveness
For the ones that put you there
A sepulcher is readied in a garden fresh and fair
Tomorrow's mass, three days do pass before we dare to come
We bring things of memorial and leave our silent homes
But O heaven, high above!
What great sight now greets our eyes?
For the stone that blo
Forever in HimEvery one of nature's whispersForever in Him by MournfulEyes
I feel Him now in everything.
Once I longed to see Him but then I realised
everything I look at He
Now I look at everything as if
I were looking at His face.
In valleys and mountains,
the delicate whisper of a butterfly's wing.
He is everywhere.
He loves me more than life itself
He gave it for me so I could be with him.
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