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Our spirit’s were created Good and Holy because God who created them is Good and Holy.
Your soul is a collection of character attributes which you picked up along the way of living.
—Timothy Charles Carter
In the quiet of our hearts, we find A kingdom vast, serene, and kind.
No need to search the skies above, For within us dwells the light of love.
In every breath, in every thought, The presence of the divine is sought.
With open hearts and spirits free, We embrace the truth of eternity.
So let us walk with grace and peace, And let our inner light increase.
For in the kingdom of our soul, We find the path that makes us whole.
When Lord Jesus Christ
Speaks the whole world
Stops in obedience because
He's the true king of life
The only living God seen
In the flesh Lord Jesus Christ.
Lord Jesus Christ 💖
Modern day crusaders,
Don't use swords.
For you don't need a blade,
To follow a God and reform.

So go preform,
And understand.
There is a non-violent way,
To save the day.
Choose peace today, tomorrow, then do it again the next day after that.
AWURAA Jan 16
So I did it again,
once again I played the victim.
I did it ever so slightly but her eyes are too clear;
as she knows better.

My Character is my greatest fault yet my greatest beauty.
I am working on it, we are working on it,
He is working on me, He is working through me,
yet when I fall, I fall so blatantly that all can see.

I lock myself in my mind.
Replaying moments of:
what if I did; what if I did not.

NO.

I am wrong.
I have come to the conclusion that most times I am wrong.
Growing older I must accept that I am wrong and seek to change
this mindset that causes me to act out of line.
When I say 'He' I am referring to God.
This is all apart of my walk in relationship with  Him
Why does my chest ache to release poetry when they are but fumbling words in the darkness that vaguely point to the heart of the Divine?

What have we become that the form of sound is sweeter than the music?

Children, laughter, the slow touch of your lover, the soft caress of a spring breeze, and the gentle falling of a summer rain. Each of these things are poetry because they still remember the breath of God.
In lands where ancient echoes call,
'Neath olive trees that stand so tall,
The question lingers, heavy, cast,
Israel God's chosen or self chosen—vast.

A land that's waged a war, it seems,
Against both civilians and Hamas streams,
No line drawn 'twixt  darkness or light,
A struggle that endures through night.

The Palestinian people bear the toll,
Of a conflict that consumes the whole,
Paying the price of an unfocused hate,
In a history's shadow, they contemplate.

As though blinded by the night so deep,
Where tears of mothers silently weep,
For peace, for solace, for wounds to mend,
For a dawn where all hearts can blend.
You're losing out again,
Young nephew dying on a hospital bed.
Your whole earth,
Rocked to pieces,
In minutes, just like that.

It scares me,
Just how fast this frail thing,
Life, can fall apart.
For the minute it starts beating,
There's a dagger at the heart.

I've never seen a devil cry,
But even Satan would shed a tear for this.
Free this earth,
From the clutches,
Of undeserving punishment.

Why, what could explain,
Make up for this?
I'm doubting you,
Great Creator,
How could you let this happen?
It seems now more than ever there is more suffering than light. We are slowly dipping below the sun, turning into an abyss of the world we once knew. Alas, even though times are tough, we are humans. A race defined by our uncanny ability to bounce back. We are strong enough to see through the inky pitch of today! I know that there will come a time where we drag ourselves from the trench, but for now the least we can do is keep pushing. Because if we lose faith in a brighter future, we will be victims of our own defeat subject to a world akin to your worst nightmare. I think I speak for all of us today when I say that things could be better. But I am confident they will be soon. Never lose hope, for we are only as good as we let ourselves be. Times will change but it is up to us to make them change and not be blinded by the disastrous things that have been sent our way. Be human, have courage, and don't lose sight of that perfect place. Have a great night everyone, I hope for the sake of all of us that we as a people may rise from the ashes and spread a new wing. Become the Phoenixes of modern Earth, and never back down.
showyoulove Jan 14
Lord, I live for you as you lived for me
I give you my all you gave everything for me
It is so hard to accept this gift sometimes
It's so overwhelming, this love outpouring
And it is all I can do to simply be adoring
You only want my happiness
You desire only my joy
You sing over me and you smile
You gaze at me in awe and wonder and love
What else can I do, but live for you
I believe Lord, help me to receive you
More fully into my body and my soul
Take it all Lord, for I give you control
I surrender to you though it hurts
So live and move and breathe in me
I make my life an offering of love
So as to live for you, my God, above

You are good: so, so good to me
Father in Heaven, you never let me down
All the good that is in me is from you Lord
You are Holy and Perfect and Blameless
And, by the precious blood, you make me spotless
You come running out to me to embrace me
When I turn around and come back home
You are waiting; arms flung open wide
You held me close while we both cried
Tears of sadness and pain, healing and relief
In this flood of tears comes a flood of peace
Lord, let me rest in your presence for a while
And Lord, always help me to live for you
showyoulove Jan 14
Oh, my soul, rejoice and be joyful in your King
For He is good and has created everything
Oh, my soul, take flight and soar above the clouds
In the air that fills your wings, let go of any doubts
Rejoice in the one who made you and calls you his own
He has found favor with you and made his home
Oh, my soul, be still and quiet and free
It is in those places that you will find your God to be
Reach up to Heaven, ascend to Him on high
Be at peace with the glorious divine sigh
But he who sits on the throne is also very near
And, as I sit, one thing seems quite clear:
Rejoice, my soul, in every time and every place
Because everywhere you look is the Lord's face
He loved you so much he died to show
That his love is real and not just a show
He died so you could be set free
By his Hands and Feet, nailed sin to a tree
Rejoice, my soul, for your God is risen
To break you out of spiritual prison
Rejoice, my soul, for healing in pain
Life in death, and loss in gain
Sing with one clear voice
Oh, my soul, rejoice
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