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The Grace and Mercy of the Lord. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see. Sunday, August 06, 2006. It will also be open to people telling about God doing an extraordinary work in their life. I will merely kick it off by giving my testimony. Let me tell you how God w.
Oh Lord, may I have ears to hear You, be sensitive to Your leading, and may my heart, mind and will be quick to obey Your Word. Otherwise they might see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their hearts and turn, and I would heal them. Saturday, September 19, 2009. Now Mary on the other hand had a much bigger miracl.
BUT it will only work once it start by me. Tuesday, February 01, 2011. 1 God has made an everlasting covenant with you. 2 God has defeated the enemy who is against you. 3 God has released you from those things that have a hold on you. 4 God has provided His comfort for you when you are in sorrow. 5 God has healed your broken-heart. 6 God has ended your shame and disgrace. 7 God has given you a joy that will last forever. 8 God has saved you from all that would harm you.
Wednesday, 2 November 2011. The winter comes; I walk alone,. I want no bird to sing;. To those who keep their hearts their own. The winter is the spring. I never want the Christmas rose. To come before its time;. The seasons, each as God bestows,. I love to see the snowstorm hing;. Tis but the winter garb of spring.
Sunday, September 2, 2012. I am not a proper vessel,. I sometimes allow the swells to toss me. Just to let my barnacles breathe. But I do not turn. When you twist your engines into me. That the smoke you planted,. Hot and coalful in my belly. Is now a rising stink. We are taking a detour,. So I can deepen my bonds with the whales.
A letter to Pluto from Neptune. A poem for Pluto cannot be written. A poem for Pluto cannot be written,. For who would read such a thing. The planets have spoken,. And Pluto does not exist anymore. Removed forever from the celestial world. What would be the point of creating. Words for someone who cannot. Read or appreciate the creation? No, a poem for Pluto cannot be written.
Or not! Which ever tickles your fancy. Oh and if you enjoy it, share and follow! Comments and feedback are always appreciated. Follow the blog if you enjoy it! Join 121 other followers. These words are screaming,. Soul, decimating me,. Huddled in the corner,. I want to scream and.
The morning after Easter, I admit it, I was let down. It was so quiet, you know the hush just before a storm? Only a few chirping robins and the click of my shutter. I could feel the tension draining out of me. Beautiful details, never fails to refresh me.