Life can be gorgeous today. But is the total opposite by morning. And we wonder in deep despair at our circumstance. Why? Why even bother living? These questions are valid because there is an answer.
For you, what would your story read? Would it tell tales of grace and love? Would it inspire and challenge? Would it dent marks of courage For you, what would your story bleed? The echoes of history will scream It will yell in the faces of our children The generations next will inquire of our … Continue reading Stories of Grace and Love
We are all pencils in the hands of our Creator. Sketches of the pictures in His mind. He does and will undo at His pleasure - for Our good. Through the bushy pathways He's shown us the tracks of His ways. If only we'll listen and adhere, in glory then will we walk. Truth is … Continue reading
Such a beautiful Piece by JBBozie ❤
There he sat
under the great baobab tree
not a penny to his name
just a bowl of rusty coins
counting his sins
hoping they’d been forgiven over the years
he calls with his tins
but nothing else is broken among his wretched things.
weak knees that know not to listen
cracked soles that relinquish their duties,
palms for feet and a begging hand with a couple of fingers short for praise
but he still knows to look his Sunday’s best.
he saves to meet his saviour
but no seats welcome the patches in the back of his shorts.
no hands will join with his during the sign of peace,
funny how we pray “Our Father” but will not give a thought to calling him our brother.
nothing like the image of God
not half as perfect as us
even lower than poor man Lazarus,
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You've always been a sunflower I know this because I see the sun right above your head but you have willed your petals be still we, your friends are short of a wavelength of glow we've always beamed collectively we, your friends still beckon your will call your petals wide @legitfavour
all of the essence of living was finely folded in the womb of Mary all the truth we pursue hung up the hill at Calvary it was all or nothing nothing exchanged for all now we can roam the corners of the sun knowing we have it all. yet we gave nothing. @legitfavour
Dear T. E Price Thank you for sharing this gift with humanity. I know you have written this book out of a place of obedience. December 23-26 2018, between packing, unpacking, traveling and going through the same circle again, I buried myself inside this book. I cried with you, I laughed with you, I even … Continue reading LOVE’S TRUE COLORS by T. E Price
_ I've watched the behavior of many winters And the demeanor of many trees in winters _ I've wondered if these beauties experience separation anxiety When the leave collector goes door post to door post _ I've wondered if the meandering shape of its branches are the tracks of its night worries If it lacks … Continue reading Wonder-ings of Nature in Winter
You kept shouting In the tightness of this cold In this winter's inability to be friendly You strut this boldness to stand regardless You shouted like you had a voice I know I saw it wither From a green lush To a lethargic yellow I saw your voice wither You still shout Knowing the winds … Continue reading You Still Shout!
Education In all of its glory Only Strengthens the muscles of the brain Creates exceptional eloquence out of a lay-person Yet, Education lacks so deeply The power to change the heart To transform the heart of a being To the path of redemption This is the purpose of the Gospel of Christ To radically transform … Continue reading The Way Of The Heart
in a fine experiment of the certainty of YHWH in a dusty earthen bowl YHWH mixes the rashness of blazing fire with the weighty lush of the green bush but the greenness shines as if fed manure in the rain in the midst of the complete expression of red-orange-fire the smoke of it all stood … Continue reading Musings #2
can't help but consider Elohim who exists outside of time, space, and matter yet fills the entire universe can't help but imagine how Elohim trying to bring my human mind into understanding HIS unnatural power rather supernatural power as in HIS expression in Jer.23:29 God's Word is like a hammer shattering a rock into pieces. … Continue reading Musings #1
The way Christ showed(s) love