BELIEVERS ARE PEOPLE TOO

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Monday, February 14, 2011

Freedom both delicate and powerful

Delicate chains wave to and fro Blown by the breath of God Gently in the wind they move Clink, a note, a key, a string of tones Weaves into melodies; music to my heart Sunshine plays a color symphony In the little glass beads on each chain First chain is green, then yellow, on to orange Then red,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

JUST PRAY SUGAH HE'LL DO THE REST

Sugah you just pray, ya hear! Weeds are bad in Daddy’s wheat field now He’ll likely lose most of the crop They spread through the fields like rumors in church Wind themselves ‘round the stem; choke off the heads I can hear granny and mamma talking as if it were this morning’ They’d chat ‘bout God... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

BELIEVERS OF MY DAY HAD GUTS... P C WOULD HAVE BORDERED ON BLASPHEMY

Today I am talking to you Not an in-your-face thing I’m not begging either This is a little old fashion I know But like Mama said, “Do something or get down off that throne now!” My Mama and Daddy were just ordinary people back then. Today they would not be that. They would be very special, yes. You... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

JUST WONDERING LORD

God, I need to know what day this is Life is just flying by in a big fizz One day I was a slim, sharp and trim forty five Suddenly it seems, I am a giant vacant bee hive Does all this stuff need to rhyme Or does life thrive on any sort of reason Months, days, the sheer speed of life is utter treason... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

My God, My God why have you forsaken me?

Oh if only you could’ve seen him. In that garden on his hands and knees. Begging, pleading and sweating blood. Hour after hour alone just the two of him, man and God. “Daddy, I don’t want to do this. The pain is beyond any known, but Worse father is your rejection. Must I accept all sin, as mine All... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 24, 2011

IT IS FROM GOD

You want it so much You hate it with a passion You pay out the roof to get it You pay to look like you didn’t get it. I have it I love and hate it I look like I have it I spend a lot to keep it I earned my look It has its rewards It brought children along the way It added grandchildren in its day It... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

OF COURSE IT IS HE, POWER TO THE HIGHEST POWER

Where does the wind come from? And where does it go? It is clearly invisible It moans, it wails and it whispers. Its force is such that it bends palms to the ground and takes up mighty water oaks up by the roots. It whirls a little leaf, and spins and gathers and gusts and speeds until it picks up... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THE BEST POSSIBLE THING YOU WOULD WANT

In about a month and a half I will be 75 years old. I don't care how you measure time; seventy-five years is a dang long time to put up with the world even with the many highs, lovely moments and all that. If you are thinking I am despondent and wanting to die even considering it you are making... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

IT'S MY PARTY AND YOU CAN COME IF YOU WANT TO

NO MEMBERSHIP DUES The invitation is open any day or night, come join the peace of it, come to my party. My party is not Republican My party is not Democrat No horrific changes take place You know all the rules; you have the book In my party, you join a family Yes, all your needs are met. Your joy... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, December 6, 2010

THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD

The Lord is my Shepherd This is a Psalm written by the first anointed King of Israel It was written to teach people the power and love God has for his people. It is as applicable today. Sheep is no longer the powerful force in society it was then. A heard of sheep in that day was the cash crop of a... Sign in to see full entry.

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