Hey there lovely Christian you wear your cloak so very well
Yet you behave like someone who is going to the fiery pits of hell
You are preaching love and forgiveness and yet you close up your Christian heart
Hey there lovely Christain why aren't living out your noble part?
So be you fair now lovely Christian and see the world as big and great
Share those offerings and those gatherings: with every person: for it is late
All the singing and all the shouting will be as nothing before God's eyes
If the Hallelujahs are all tarnished with the prejudices you rules comprise..
Hey there, lovely Christain, I saw you out there the other day
You were laughing and you were scoffing.. as some people walked your way
There wasn't anything so very funny.. nothing really to draw such mirth
Yet you ridiculed the strange and different: people disfigured from their birth
So be you fair now lovely Christian and see the world as big and great
Share those offerings and those gatherings: with every person: for it is late
All the singing and all the shouting will be as nothing before God's eyes
If the Hallelujahs are all tarnished with the prejudices you rules comprise..
Hey there, lovely Christain, why is there such a price tag on your door
You are always collecting the money; yet around you: there are the poor
Who is it.. you are serving... with alll the moneys you weekly collect
Tell me, tell me, if you're willing: who benefits from that hefty check..?
So be you fair now lovely Christain and see the world as big and great
Share those offerings and those gatherings: with every person: for it is late
All the singing and all the shouting will be as nothing before God's eyes
If the Hallelujiahs are all tarnished with the prejudices you rules comprise...
Hey there lovely Christian you're really rocking out, the Holy Word
But who is it you're really serving by all the melodies that get heard?
There are still so many peoples, who don't get inside your place
If you're living out your calling: why doesn't everyone feel your grace
So be you fair now lovely Christian and see the world as big and great
Share those offerings and those gatherings: with every person: for it is late
All the singing and all the shouting will be as nothing before God's eyes
If the Hallelujahs are all tarnished with the prejudices you rules comprise..
Hey there lovely Christain who is it now, you're condemning to Hell
Don't you know your Sacred Bible and all the words it seems to tell
The measure you keep on measuring.. and all the words that come from you
Will be the measure that is measured is served to you when life is through
So be you fair now lovely Christain and see the world as big and great
Share those offerings and those gatherings: with every person: for it is late
All the singing and all the shouting will be as nothing before God's eyes
If the Hallelujahs are all tarnished with the prejudices you rules comprise..
Hey there lovely Christian don't feel so bad about what I say
For these words I shout out boldly....are also addressed to me today
For I too am wearing the title of one who believes in Jesus Christ
But know there is so much more than the tithing and Sacrifice
So be you fair now lovely Christain and see the world as big and great
Share those offerings and those gatherings: with every person: for it is late
All the singing and all the shouting will be as nothing before God's eyes
If the Hallelujahs are all tarnished with the prejudices you rules comprise..
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Monday, November 27, 2017
The winter is coming..........
I open my curtains and look out and see
A beautiful frostiness: exquisite as can be
Chilliness is singing and the lovely birds too:
The winter is coming; it's coming it's true..
The daylight is starting and I shiver about
The morning is breaking without any doubt
A ruffle of branches and a scuffle on the ground
Tells me the squirrels are hurrying around
Digging and poking for things they have stored
Creatures are searching but never getting bored
Jumping and hopping and wiggling a nose
These rabbits embrace it: the wind as it blows
The ground is all crinkly and starting to brown
Crystals of iciness are making a gown
The coldness is present at least where we are
The winter is coming both near and both far
How is it, the weather, in the place where you stay?
Is it chilly and frosty or sunny all day?
Does the winter bring snow fights or beaches and sun
The winter will vary but comes for everyone......
A beautiful frostiness: exquisite as can be
Chilliness is singing and the lovely birds too:
The winter is coming; it's coming it's true..
The daylight is starting and I shiver about
The morning is breaking without any doubt
A ruffle of branches and a scuffle on the ground
Tells me the squirrels are hurrying around
Digging and poking for things they have stored
Creatures are searching but never getting bored
Jumping and hopping and wiggling a nose
These rabbits embrace it: the wind as it blows
The ground is all crinkly and starting to brown
Crystals of iciness are making a gown
The coldness is present at least where we are
The winter is coming both near and both far
How is it, the weather, in the place where you stay?
Is it chilly and frosty or sunny all day?
Does the winter bring snow fights or beaches and sun
The winter will vary but comes for everyone......
Saturday, November 25, 2017
Quiet messengers
Ice crystals are dancing as the frosty air sings
Fall will be ending as the wintry weather stings
Yet in all of this coolness, this icyness that's here
A crystallized beauty is announced far and near
For in each icycle danging, every snowflake that falls
A melody is sounding; an invitation softly calls
From the depths of the universe who sings for us all
God's beauty is everywhere in the great and the small
So whether it is summer, spring, winter or fall
Take time to be open to the universe's gentle call:
That cries out from the silence of the morning or the night
And whispers to us secrets of the Heavenly Father's Light
We won't be disappointed in the passing of the day;
If we remain open and listening to the messages along the way..
Spoken to us from the vastness, of the beauty we see:
God's wisdom is ever present and is echoing for you and me
Fall will be ending as the wintry weather stings
Yet in all of this coolness, this icyness that's here
A crystallized beauty is announced far and near
For in each icycle danging, every snowflake that falls
A melody is sounding; an invitation softly calls
From the depths of the universe who sings for us all
God's beauty is everywhere in the great and the small
So whether it is summer, spring, winter or fall
Take time to be open to the universe's gentle call:
That cries out from the silence of the morning or the night
And whispers to us secrets of the Heavenly Father's Light
We won't be disappointed in the passing of the day;
If we remain open and listening to the messages along the way..
Spoken to us from the vastness, of the beauty we see:
God's wisdom is ever present and is echoing for you and me
Friday, November 24, 2017
The day after Thanksgiving
The day after Thanksgiving and what do we see?
People are running as crazy as can be
Shopping and spending and acting "unpoor"
People are pushing their way through the store
This thing or that thing.. "Oh, what should I buy"?
"It's time for great savings: I have to at least try"
So mixed up in the ratrace and running around
The shoppers are rushing to see what can be found..
The buggies are filled up and they get into line
Long is their waiting and it's way after nine
The totals are summed up and the cards are pulled out
"Thank God for this plastic".. they inwardly shout
Finally they're home and they're starting to unpack
Wondering and wondering "did I really need that"
Things they have purchased, in the rush of the day,
Were really not needed: Oh, what can we say..
People are running as crazy as can be
Shopping and spending and acting "unpoor"
People are pushing their way through the store
This thing or that thing.. "Oh, what should I buy"?
"It's time for great savings: I have to at least try"
So mixed up in the ratrace and running around
The shoppers are rushing to see what can be found..
The buggies are filled up and they get into line
Long is their waiting and it's way after nine
The totals are summed up and the cards are pulled out
"Thank God for this plastic".. they inwardly shout
Finally they're home and they're starting to unpack
Wondering and wondering "did I really need that"
Things they have purchased, in the rush of the day,
Were really not needed: Oh, what can we say..
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Happy Thanksgiving...
I open my eyes at the start of this day
And think of the blessings that have come on my way:
Another year passing and a festivity today:
But what is Thanksgiving: oh, what do you say
Is it a feasting and a gathering around?
Cooking long hours, a fammily in town?
Is it a remembering; an accounting of all
What is Thanksgiving as you can recall?
Year after year in this country of ours
Thanksgiving has gathered us from near and from far
The same type of menu: the laughter..the cheer
Repeats every November.. as we gather right here...
Was it about celebrating or was it a feast
Who were there present: the greatest ..the least?
Why do we remember it and what is it about
Can you tell me why this holiday brings everybody out??
Whatever your understanding ,,,whatever you say
One thing is certain: it's Thanksgiving day
There must be a reason... beyond what we know
What if today...our understanding could grow..
Look up all of the history and read an account
Of natives and pilgrims who were gathering around
It went beyond households and people they knew
Thanksgiving gathered everyone and this is the truth
So when you are celebrating with family around
Remember the homeless and lonely homebound
Reach out in some fashion and some kindly ole way
If you should encounter them this Thanksgiving day
And think of the blessings that have come on my way:
Another year passing and a festivity today:
But what is Thanksgiving: oh, what do you say
Is it a feasting and a gathering around?
Cooking long hours, a fammily in town?
Is it a remembering; an accounting of all
What is Thanksgiving as you can recall?
Year after year in this country of ours
Thanksgiving has gathered us from near and from far
The same type of menu: the laughter..the cheer
Repeats every November.. as we gather right here...
Was it about celebrating or was it a feast
Who were there present: the greatest ..the least?
Why do we remember it and what is it about
Can you tell me why this holiday brings everybody out??
Whatever your understanding ,,,whatever you say
One thing is certain: it's Thanksgiving day
There must be a reason... beyond what we know
What if today...our understanding could grow..
Look up all of the history and read an account
Of natives and pilgrims who were gathering around
It went beyond households and people they knew
Thanksgiving gathered everyone and this is the truth
So when you are celebrating with family around
Remember the homeless and lonely homebound
Reach out in some fashion and some kindly ole way
If you should encounter them this Thanksgiving day
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Wintry weather
Icy crystals on the ground
Chilly whispers start to sound
From the ground so cold and white
Frozen figures greet the light
Just a moment out the door
And the coldness chills us sore
Quickly moving here and there
It's too cold to breathe this air
Hard to think that Fall is here
When the coldness holds us near
Warmness comes but runs away
For the chill has final say..
Bundle up outside and in
Freezing weather is here again
Don't be foolish for it's true
Flu and colds can get hold of you..
Chilly whispers start to sound
From the ground so cold and white
Frozen figures greet the light
Just a moment out the door
And the coldness chills us sore
Quickly moving here and there
It's too cold to breathe this air
Hard to think that Fall is here
When the coldness holds us near
Warmness comes but runs away
For the chill has final say..
Bundle up outside and in
Freezing weather is here again
Don't be foolish for it's true
Flu and colds can get hold of you..
Monday, November 20, 2017
Love's golden rule...
God sees all colors but sees no skin
He goes much deeper ..and looks within
He is Almighty and yet He's here
Our Heavenly Father holds each one dear
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
Sometimes we try to make others see:
What we are thinking: God should be
But we're mistaken; far from right:
God cannot be limited by our poor sight
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
There are no boundaries.. no restrictions there:
God is all welcoming and hears all prayer.
He isn't a biggot and He isn't a fool
He keeps on begging: live love's golder rule
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
You're thinking: you know Him, and maybe you do;
But, knowing isn't everything: if you're untrue
So you must be showing that inner fuel
That shows to everyone: love's golden rule
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
He goes much deeper ..and looks within
He is Almighty and yet He's here
Our Heavenly Father holds each one dear
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
Sometimes we try to make others see:
What we are thinking: God should be
But we're mistaken; far from right:
God cannot be limited by our poor sight
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
There are no boundaries.. no restrictions there:
God is all welcoming and hears all prayer.
He isn't a biggot and He isn't a fool
He keeps on begging: live love's golder rule
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
You're thinking: you know Him, and maybe you do;
But, knowing isn't everything: if you're untrue
So you must be showing that inner fuel
That shows to everyone: love's golden rule
So we should all run now: run to Him
He will embrace us: despite what's been
He is no monster, and He is no fool
He has one requirement: love's golden rule...
Saturday, November 18, 2017
Lessons from last evening...
In the evening, before the sunset, what a wonderful sound I could hear
Hundreds of birds were singing, a song for my listening ear..
I used to think, that the morning, was the most beautiful time of day;
Till I stepped outside, last evening; and heard the musical array...
Sounds, so beautiful, so healing; so soothing and crystal clear:
Were echoing across the universe: so wonderful it was to hear...
The peacefulness, of that symphony; the awesomeness, of that sound;
Reminded me that: we are all so beloved;: so blessed by God all around
The days can become so very monotonous; and the hours and minutes too much ..
But, we have for our constant revival: the Eternal One's, regenerating touch:
Present in all of the creatures and plantlets; present in everything that is around:
We have only, to stop, to receive it: the respite and the healing sound..
Hundreds of birds were singing, a song for my listening ear..
I used to think, that the morning, was the most beautiful time of day;
Till I stepped outside, last evening; and heard the musical array...
Sounds, so beautiful, so healing; so soothing and crystal clear:
Were echoing across the universe: so wonderful it was to hear...
The peacefulness, of that symphony; the awesomeness, of that sound;
Reminded me that: we are all so beloved;: so blessed by God all around
The days can become so very monotonous; and the hours and minutes too much ..
But, we have for our constant revival: the Eternal One's, regenerating touch:
Present in all of the creatures and plantlets; present in everything that is around:
We have only, to stop, to receive it: the respite and the healing sound..
Wednesday, November 15, 2017
A world that is stressed
Can you not hear it: the earth, how she's crying
People, all over, are fighting and dying...
Earth is all shaken: she's shivering and quaking
Storm clouds and whirlwinds: their warnings are making
And we go on hating and denying the obvious
The world we were given is suffering so much awfulness
Energies we are exuding are creating an unrest
Universal sighings are emerging from a world that is stressed
People are breaking up, what we should be healing
And the newscast and media are embellishing their revealing
Warring amongst the nations and the families and the peoples
Has undone all the peace time that was promised beneath steeples
And we go on hating and denying the obvious
The world we were given is suffering so much awfulness
Energies we are exuding are creating an unrest
Universal sighings are emerging from a world that is stressed
Listen and ponder and be still enough to hear this
The Heavens and the angels and the Eternal One are offering bliss
But looking on our earth and seeing us, in our fighting
Has left them to wonder about these soundings... so biting...
And we go on hating and denying the obvious
The world we were given is suffering so much awfulness
Energies we are exuding are creating an unrest
Universal sighings are emerging from a world that is stressed
People, all over, are fighting and dying...
Earth is all shaken: she's shivering and quaking
Storm clouds and whirlwinds: their warnings are making
And we go on hating and denying the obvious
The world we were given is suffering so much awfulness
Energies we are exuding are creating an unrest
Universal sighings are emerging from a world that is stressed
People are breaking up, what we should be healing
And the newscast and media are embellishing their revealing
Warring amongst the nations and the families and the peoples
Has undone all the peace time that was promised beneath steeples
And we go on hating and denying the obvious
The world we were given is suffering so much awfulness
Energies we are exuding are creating an unrest
Universal sighings are emerging from a world that is stressed
Listen and ponder and be still enough to hear this
The Heavens and the angels and the Eternal One are offering bliss
But looking on our earth and seeing us, in our fighting
Has left them to wonder about these soundings... so biting...
And we go on hating and denying the obvious
The world we were given is suffering so much awfulness
Energies we are exuding are creating an unrest
Universal sighings are emerging from a world that is stressed
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
Grace
Rays of sunlight on my face
Sing the song of amazing grace
Flowing freely; flowing now
God is present here somehow
Breezes rushing through the trees
Carrying a wisdom no one sees
Touching lightly far and near
Winds are echoing: God is here
Silently whispering everywhere
Creatures rise and are aware:
That their Maker.. ever dear
Gives them everything: He is here..
Morning, evening, dark of night
God is present with His light
Giving Presence.. ...giving love
Lifting all our acts above..
As His children.. we must do
Everything He's wanting us to:
Fleeing hatred; avoiding greed;
Giving everyone what they need...
Sing the song of amazing grace
Flowing freely; flowing now
God is present here somehow
Breezes rushing through the trees
Carrying a wisdom no one sees
Touching lightly far and near
Winds are echoing: God is here
Silently whispering everywhere
Creatures rise and are aware:
That their Maker.. ever dear
Gives them everything: He is here..
Morning, evening, dark of night
God is present with His light
Giving Presence.. ...giving love
Lifting all our acts above..
As His children.. we must do
Everything He's wanting us to:
Fleeing hatred; avoiding greed;
Giving everyone what they need...
Monday, November 13, 2017
Chillier weather
Frosty images dance around
In the air and on the ground
Chilling plantlets chilling all
Where they rest or where they fall
Autumn breezes freeze and chill
Touching heart and touching will
Warmer weather has run away
Icier images: here to stay
Morning showers chill, its true
But their sound is soothing too
Soaking earth and all the plants
All these raindrops encourage dance
Count the droplets. count them all
Every raindrop, as it falls..
Bringing healing bringing sound
Healing moisture all around...
In the air and on the ground
Chilling plantlets chilling all
Where they rest or where they fall
Autumn breezes freeze and chill
Touching heart and touching will
Warmer weather has run away
Icier images: here to stay
Morning showers chill, its true
But their sound is soothing too
Soaking earth and all the plants
All these raindrops encourage dance
Count the droplets. count them all
Every raindrop, as it falls..
Bringing healing bringing sound
Healing moisture all around...
Friday, November 10, 2017
Visit to the ocean
Waves are slowly rolling in
Carrying life from deep within:
Soothing, sounding in their call:
They bring peace to one and all
Morning light is not yet seen.,
Only sounds of ocean serene :
Greet the listener and the earth;
Who await the new day’s birth
Close my eyes, just want to hear
All the music, far and near:
Oceans medley and the cries
Of the birds who soar the skies
Days of resting..near the shore
Who could want for something more?
God’s, own rhythm, speaks out loud
Quiets the noise and quiets the crowd
Carrying life from deep within:
Soothing, sounding in their call:
They bring peace to one and all
Morning light is not yet seen.,
Only sounds of ocean serene :
Greet the listener and the earth;
Who await the new day’s birth
Close my eyes, just want to hear
All the music, far and near:
Oceans medley and the cries
Of the birds who soar the skies
Days of resting..near the shore
Who could want for something more?
God’s, own rhythm, speaks out loud
Quiets the noise and quiets the crowd
Wednesday, November 8, 2017
A day that's just for you
I know all that you're thinking and all that you're wishing for
I have seen you when you're praying and when you're at the store
The morning's have had you rushing and the evening's are busy too
My wish for you, My dearest, is a day that's just for you...
Your kindness has been all over and you make time for all you see
Whether someone is needing your insight or your time consistently
You're unselfish and all embracing and ready to give it's true
But my wish for you, My dearest, is a day that's just for you..
So when the time has come open and you're ready to take that day
Don't feel it's being, any way, selfish: to run and get away
For you're always on call and giving,, despite the cost, its true
So I'm wishing for you, My dearest, a day that's just for you..
I have seen you when you're praying and when you're at the store
The morning's have had you rushing and the evening's are busy too
My wish for you, My dearest, is a day that's just for you...
Your kindness has been all over and you make time for all you see
Whether someone is needing your insight or your time consistently
You're unselfish and all embracing and ready to give it's true
But my wish for you, My dearest, is a day that's just for you..
So when the time has come open and you're ready to take that day
Don't feel it's being, any way, selfish: to run and get away
For you're always on call and giving,, despite the cost, its true
So I'm wishing for you, My dearest, a day that's just for you..
Tuesday, November 7, 2017
Let me help you
I can feel it deep inside
All the sorrows that you hide
Seeming strong but really not
Don't become what hurt has brought
In your eyes and in your soul
Broken pieces all aglow
Speak of suffering speak of pain
Let me help you..don't refrain
Hours, moments: passing by
Quietly sighing: never cry
Bold and beautiful you have been
Depsite the suffering deep within
All has ended but the fear
Captive prisoner ever dear
Let me help you: free you now
Break those chains of hurt somehow
Yes it's painful every day
Triggerings words can come our way
Morning evening, dark of night
Let God's angels bring you light
All the sorrows that you hide
Seeming strong but really not
Don't become what hurt has brought
In your eyes and in your soul
Broken pieces all aglow
Speak of suffering speak of pain
Let me help you..don't refrain
Hours, moments: passing by
Quietly sighing: never cry
Bold and beautiful you have been
Depsite the suffering deep within
All has ended but the fear
Captive prisoner ever dear
Let me help you: free you now
Break those chains of hurt somehow
Yes it's painful every day
Triggerings words can come our way
Morning evening, dark of night
Let God's angels bring you light
Monday, November 6, 2017
Prisoners of PTSD...
For sufferers of PTSD
Memories keep replaying here
In my mind I always hear
Words and moments of those days
When my life was but a maze
And its you I always see
Towering hovering over me
Cannot stop it all this pain
PTSD still remains
Sounds and actions night and day
Seem to shout and seem to say
Remember this and remember that
Swinging belt and swinging bat?
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains
You were monstrous never feared
Shouting yelling in my ear
Shameless hateful flinging might
Never stopping day or night
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains..
When the others shake their head
Over actions, hurt has bred..
Suffering opens up again
They aren't able to see within...
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains..
So I beg you..when you see
Someone suffering: same as me
Do not judge; them do not flee
From the prisoners of PTSD..
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains..
Memories keep replaying here
In my mind I always hear
Words and moments of those days
When my life was but a maze
And its you I always see
Towering hovering over me
Cannot stop it all this pain
PTSD still remains
Sounds and actions night and day
Seem to shout and seem to say
Remember this and remember that
Swinging belt and swinging bat?
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains
You were monstrous never feared
Shouting yelling in my ear
Shameless hateful flinging might
Never stopping day or night
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains..
When the others shake their head
Over actions, hurt has bred..
Suffering opens up again
They aren't able to see within...
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains..
So I beg you..when you see
Someone suffering: same as me
Do not judge; them do not flee
From the prisoners of PTSD..
And its you I always see
Towering, hovering over me
Cannot stop it: all this pain
PTSD still remains..
Sunday, November 5, 2017
Sutherland Springs Church Shooting
Broken pieces of our lives scattered all around
On the tiles beneath this roof a cry of death does sound
Gathered here to worship God and to our God we went
A mad man entered here today: allowed his sin to vent
No one knew this day would see a river flowing red
From the place where people prayed and shared communal bread
But it happened all too quick without a warning clear
Someone with a mind of hate brought eternity to us here.
Some are gone, and some have stayed: to carry on the faith
But, we mustnt wonder, in God's eyes: what will be his fate
Gunning down so many souls who gathered there to pray
Foolishness has its reward ..and darkness has its day
To the families affected there: drenched by sorrows deep
Know our God will rescue you: from tears you shed and weep
He's our Hope; our Constant now: He's the One we praise
Trust Him with your brokenness and He will heal your days
On the tiles beneath this roof a cry of death does sound
Gathered here to worship God and to our God we went
A mad man entered here today: allowed his sin to vent
No one knew this day would see a river flowing red
From the place where people prayed and shared communal bread
But it happened all too quick without a warning clear
Someone with a mind of hate brought eternity to us here.
Some are gone, and some have stayed: to carry on the faith
But, we mustnt wonder, in God's eyes: what will be his fate
Gunning down so many souls who gathered there to pray
Foolishness has its reward ..and darkness has its day
To the families affected there: drenched by sorrows deep
Know our God will rescue you: from tears you shed and weep
He's our Hope; our Constant now: He's the One we praise
Trust Him with your brokenness and He will heal your days
Saturday, November 4, 2017
The angels are weeping...
Tenderly caring for and wooing us all:
The Eternal Omnipotent always will call
Chiding and hastening to bring us all near
Hear oh My children.. I beg you all hear..
But we with our wanderings and we with our ways
Ignored all His pleadings and refused Him our praise
We ran with the fleeting and the Eternal sought not
Angels keep weeping over all we have bought
The mornings the evenings we see Him: His glow
Sunlight and moonlight will share what they know
Creatures and created and minerals galore
Shout out the secrets that we're looking for..
But we with our wanderings and we with our ways
Ignored all His pleadings and refused Him, our praise
We ran with the fleeting and the Eternal sought not
Angels keep weeping over all we have bought...
People are pausing but not for the Lord
Spending time gazing on things they can't afford
Priceless and lasting are what He can give
Why can't we see it: the life we could live?
But we with our wanderings and we with our ways
Ignored all His pleadings and refused Him, our praise
We ran with the fleeting and the Eternal sought not
Angels keep weeping over all we have bought...
The Eternal Omnipotent always will call
Chiding and hastening to bring us all near
Hear oh My children.. I beg you all hear..
But we with our wanderings and we with our ways
Ignored all His pleadings and refused Him our praise
We ran with the fleeting and the Eternal sought not
Angels keep weeping over all we have bought
The mornings the evenings we see Him: His glow
Sunlight and moonlight will share what they know
Creatures and created and minerals galore
Shout out the secrets that we're looking for..
But we with our wanderings and we with our ways
Ignored all His pleadings and refused Him, our praise
We ran with the fleeting and the Eternal sought not
Angels keep weeping over all we have bought...
People are pausing but not for the Lord
Spending time gazing on things they can't afford
Priceless and lasting are what He can give
Why can't we see it: the life we could live?
But we with our wanderings and we with our ways
Ignored all His pleadings and refused Him, our praise
We ran with the fleeting and the Eternal sought not
Angels keep weeping over all we have bought...
Friday, November 3, 2017
And be, you, a beacon...
Today is the day to start life anew
Decide at this moment what you will do
Take time to notice take time to love
Love every person like God from above..
And be, you, a beacon; be you God's grace
Brighten each area; light up each place..
Sing of God's mercies; sing of God's care:
Be you the answer, to some person's prayer...
Someone is lonely; and someone needs you.
Take time to help them: do what you can do.
Smile and be caring; love and be kind.
You are the healing for someone's sore mind.
And be, you, a beacon; be you God's grace
Brighten each area; light up each place..
Sing of God's mercies; sing of God's care:
Be you the answer, to some person's prayer...
Outside or inside, night time or day
Look for the needy one who walks by your way
Judge not by appearances and give without greed
Be forever loving: live what you believe
And be, you, a beacon; be you God's grace
Brighten each area; light up each place..
Sing of God's mercies; sing of God's care:
Be you the answer, to some person's prayer...
Decide at this moment what you will do
Take time to notice take time to love
Love every person like God from above..
And be, you, a beacon; be you God's grace
Brighten each area; light up each place..
Sing of God's mercies; sing of God's care:
Be you the answer, to some person's prayer...
Someone is lonely; and someone needs you.
Take time to help them: do what you can do.
Smile and be caring; love and be kind.
You are the healing for someone's sore mind.
And be, you, a beacon; be you God's grace
Brighten each area; light up each place..
Sing of God's mercies; sing of God's care:
Be you the answer, to some person's prayer...
Outside or inside, night time or day
Look for the needy one who walks by your way
Judge not by appearances and give without greed
Be forever loving: live what you believe
And be, you, a beacon; be you God's grace
Brighten each area; light up each place..
Sing of God's mercies; sing of God's care:
Be you the answer, to some person's prayer...
Wednesday, November 1, 2017
How reporters groom you...
It shouldn't be normal to start off the day
With gossip and headlines that sling mud our way
Yet often, we're brainwashed, from morning till night...
Turn off that newscast, and see things aright..
Nothing, that's spoken, on media or air..
Is truthful or honest or even near fair;
Yet, we stare with amazement and loyalty so true:
At CNN, Yahoo, and news..coming through..
Warping our thinking, without any delay:
We sit before newscast: each morning, each day..
Drinking in theories and subscribing to all
Are anchors our heroes: we heed them..their call?
Something is spooky,about how we believe:
Words, from some person, who is primed to deceive:
Yet, daily we do it, without much ado
Think, if you're willing, how reporters groom you...
With gossip and headlines that sling mud our way
Yet often, we're brainwashed, from morning till night...
Turn off that newscast, and see things aright..
Nothing, that's spoken, on media or air..
Is truthful or honest or even near fair;
Yet, we stare with amazement and loyalty so true:
At CNN, Yahoo, and news..coming through..
Warping our thinking, without any delay:
We sit before newscast: each morning, each day..
Drinking in theories and subscribing to all
Are anchors our heroes: we heed them..their call?
Something is spooky,about how we believe:
Words, from some person, who is primed to deceive:
Yet, daily we do it, without much ado
Think, if you're willing, how reporters groom you...
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