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*The song starts at 7 minutes*

 

DREAMING

 

The morning rays strike the place
Masada’s heroes fought
Our tears swell for those who fell
Forever in our thoughts
Dreaming of some day at hand
When innocent blood no longer stains the sand
The glistening sea of the Galilee
Reflects the azure sky
Birds’ sweet trill from Tzfas’ hills
Echo as they fly
Dreaming of some future time
When joyful songs replace the siren cries

So with hope we lift our eyes to you, Jerusalem
G-d’s grace will surely rise from you, Jerusalem
Though for thousands of years we’ve been scattered
In you our prayers are gathered
Near and far, any place we are, Jerusalem

So we take you in our heart and soul, Jerusalem
We will never ever let you go, Jerusalem
For all that we’ve had to endure, now
Israel’ll be strong and secure now
G-d will help us through
Dreams do come true, Jerusalem

Machpela Cave given away
No more to hear our prayers
Walls cast gloom on Rochel’s tomb
We still have much to fear
Dreaming of the perfect dawn
When new griefs no longer must be mourned

In her mountain coves, under olive groves
They long for time to spend
But the Golan Heights and border fights
Her young soldiers must defend
Dreaming of some coming day
When tools of war can be forever thrown away

So with hope we lift our eyes to you, Jerusalem
G-d’s grace will surely rise from you, Jerusalem
Though for thousands of years we’ve been scattered
In you our prayers are gathered
From near and far, any place we are, Jerusalem

So we take you in our heart and soul, Jerusalem
We will never ever let you go, Jerusalem
For all that we’ve had to endure, now
Israel’ll be strong and secure now
G-d will help us through
Dreams do come true, Jerusalem

The Kotel’s stones hear the moans
Of desperate groups of Jews
We must unite in Israel’s fight
We have so much to lose
Dreaming of a day to be
When we walk our land, together, proud and free!

So with hope we lift our eyes to you, Jerusalem
G-d’s grace will surely rise from you, Jerusalem
Though for thousands of years we’ve been scattered
In you our prayers are gathered
So we turn to you, each and every Jew, Jerusalem

So we take you in our heart and soul, Jerusalem
We will never ever let you go, Jerusalem
For all that we’ve had to endure, now
Israel’ll be strong and secure now
G-d will help us through
Dreams do come true, Jerusalem

 

*Shalsheles – Dreaming*



Although you know I’m homeless,
need shelter from the cold.
Don’t give me a coat and bag of food,
just warn me about my soul.

Now time is moving swiftly,
growing feeble weak and old.
The shelter I need is in His arms,
just warn me about my soul.

old and gray

For if my soul’s in danger,
that’s something I must be told.
Don’t fill my plate with food and drink,
just warn me about my soul.

You see I’m in an emergency,
and sin has taken its toll.
It’s spiritual food I need the most,
just warn me about my soul.

Every Soul's Spiritual Food

The thing I need you to feed me,
bread of life to make me whole.
My body dies but my spirit lives on,
just warn me about my soul.

Don’t try to give me money,
don’t need silver cash or gold.
If you really cared about my fate,
you’ll warn me about my soul.

money

You’ll tell me I’m spiritually dead,
I’m lost under Satan’s control.
You’ll tell me how Jesus died for me,
you’ll warn me about my soul.

You’ll tell me about His love,
good news you should never withhold.
Gave up His life just to save mine,
you’ll warn me about my soul.

You see I’m in spiritual trouble,
my life Satan easily could have stole.
The one’s I’ll love when I finally get home,
those who warned me about my soul.

For at my day of judgment,
I’ll stand at eternity’s threshold.
I’ll enter in as one of the flock,
I was warned about my soul.

My life will be everlasting,
a splendor that can’t be told.
A life I’d never have,
if not warned about my soul.

And now I’m a king in heaven,
I’ve finally reached my goal.
The thing I credit to my success,
was the warning about my soul.

Heaven - Our Final Destination

 

© 2005 Terry Goss

 



Great Souls Experience Great Sorrows


Material stuff and trinkets are easily earned, but usually the most
valuable and most precious things carry a heavy price and often
times with harsh, grueling and toilsome labor.  Sometimes lofty
heights of power and awesome wealth are always bought with
blood, if there is enough of blood to be spilled.
To attain the greatest value and character in life, it needs our
acceptance of flexibility to adapt to ever changing winds of trials
and tribulations for they are not thrown at us randomly;  it’s
brought upon to chisel us to be precious gems in order to meet
with our Almighty God’s standards as wholesome loving
respectful human beings.
We are brought upon our knees under circumstances of intense
fire of trials and afflictions so that we may exercise our utmost
faith and trust in Almighty God Yahweh (JEHOVAH) and forever
be thankful in Yeshua (Jesus) as our Savior, the Atoner for our
sins and the intercessor between God and men.
So, do not despair in times of troubled storms for when God brings
us that deluge of tempest, He is using time which He is in control,
to deal with us with patience so that we will learn to lean our all,
heavily upon Him.
 
Character in Life
 
 
Great truths are dearly bought, the common truths,
Such as we give and take from day to day,

Come in the common walk of easy life,
Blown by the careless wind across our way.

Great truths are greatly won, not found by chance,
Nor wafter on the breath of summer dream;

But grasped in the great struggle of our soul,
Hard buffeting with adverse wind and stream.

But in the day of conflict, fear and grief,
When the strong hand of God, put forth in might,
Plows up the subsoil of our stagnant heart,
And brings the imprisoned truth seed to the light.

Wrung from the troubled spirit, in hard hours
Of weakness, solitude and times of pain,

Truth springs like harvest from the well-plowed field,
And our soul feels it has not wept in vain.


If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!


*** Rudyard Kipling ***



BUSY: Being Under Satan’s Yoke?


The Devil’s Convention ….


Satan called a worldwide convention of demons.

In his opening address he said, “We can’t keep Christians from going to church.”

“We can’t keep them from reading their Bibles and knowing the truth.”

“We can’t even keep them from forming an intimate relationship with their savior.”

“Once they gain that connection with Jesus, our power over them is broken.”

“So let them go to their churches; let them have their covered dish dinners,

BUT steal their time, so they don’t have time to develop a relationship with

Almighty God Jehovah and Jesus Christ, His Son.”


“This is what I want you to do,” said the devil: “Distract them from gaining

hold of their Savior and maintaining that vital connection throughout their day!

” “How shall we do this?” his demons shouted. “Keep them busy in the non-essentials

of life and invent innumerable schemes to occupy their minds,” he answered.

“Tempt them to spend, spend, spend, and borrow, borrow, borrow.”

“Persuade the wives to go to work for long hours and the husbands to work

6-7 days each week, 10-12 hours a day, so they can afford their empty lifestyles.”

“Keep them from spending time with their children.”

“As their families fragment, soon, their homes will offer no escape from the

pressures of work!” “Over-stimulate their minds so that they cannot hear

that still, small voice.”

“Entice them to play the radio or cassette player whenever they drive.”

“To keep the TV, VCR, DVD, CDs and their PCs, going constantly in their

home and see to it that every store and restaurant in the world plays

non-biblical music constantly.”

“This will jam their minds and break that union with Christ.”

“Fill the coffee tables with magazines and newspapers.”

“Pound their minds with the news 24 hours a day.”

“Invade their driving moments with billboards.”

“Flood their mailboxes with junk mail, mail order catalogs, sweepstakes,

and every kind of newsletter and promotional offering free products,

services and false hopes.”

“Keep skinny, beautiful models on the magazines and TV so their husbands

will believe that outward beauty is what’s important, and they’ll become

dissatisfied with their wives.”

“Keep the wives too tired to love their husbands at night.”

” Give them headaches too! “If they don’t give their husbands the love they

need, they will begin to look elsewhere; thus committing adultery!”

“That will fragment their families quickly!”

“Even in their recreation, let them be excessive.”

“Have them return from their recreation exhausted.”

“Keep them too busy to go out in nature and reflect on God’s creation.

Send them to amusement parks, sporting events, plays, concerts, and movies instead.

“Keep them busy, busy, busy!”

“And when they meet for spiritual fellowship, involve them in gossip and small talk

so that they leave with troubled consciences.”

“Crowd their lives with so many good earthly causes they have no time to seek

power from Jehovah God and His Son, Jesus Christ.”

“Let them be involved in soul-winning, but crowd their lives with so many causes

that they have no time to seek power from God and Christ. Soon they will be

working in their own strength, sacrificing their health and family for the good

of the cause.”

“It will work!” “It will work!”

It was quite a devilish clever plan!

The demons went eagerly to their assignments causing Christians everywhere

to get busier and more rushed, going here and there and everywhere.

Having little time for their God or their families.

Having no time to tell others about the power of Jesus to change lives.

I guess the question is, has the devil been successful in his schemes?

You be the judge!!!!!

 

Does “BUSY” mean: Being Under Satan’s Yoke?


Satan’s goal is to take our minds away from Jehovah God and Jesus Christ

and steer us towards the cares of the world. God wants us to enjoy life,

but He must be our first priority in our lives.If we are too busy for the

One True God Jehovah and His Son, Jesus Christ, then we are too

busy being earthly busy. The Day of Wrath of Jehovah and Jesus Christ

Second Coming is upon the whole world; Wake Up and Pray Up and

not be lead away by Satan’s schemes and temptations or else we’ll have

to face the consequences with regrets and be written out of the

Book of LIFE and God’s Kingdom.


The HOUR is at HAND.


The Hour is at Hand



God's Holy Scriptures

THE BIBLE

Adam  and Eve  they started it all
In that beautiful garden before the big fall

The Devil enticed them, and that fruit they did eat
They were thrown out of Eden, into the street

Enoch lived to the age, of three hundred sixty five
And he walked with God while he was still alive
Many years later, the earth became corrupt
God said to Noah, “My temper will erupt”

“Build yourself an ark, the dimensions I will give
Your family and earth’s creatures, are going to live”

Before the rains came and the water began to soar
God said “Noah get in the ark, and don’t open the door”

When land appeared and the waters were on the wane
Noah said to his sons, “start the thing over again”

The world spoke one tongue, and built the Tower of Babel
But God confused their speech, it was tough to play Scrabble

At age seventy-five, the Lord told Abraham
“Take Sarah and Lot, and go to Canaan”

“I will make you a great nation, and I will bless
All this land will be yours, for you to assess”

Isaac was born, to continue the line
He became very rich, God’s blessing did shine

Twins were born to Rebekah, after an ordeal
They hairy one came first, the other gripping his heel

“Two nations are they, and one shall pass the other
Esau the red, will serve Jacob his brother

The blessing went to Jacob, because Isaac was blind
He wrestled with God, to receive an anointing divine

Twelve sons he received, and it was a big deal
They became the fathers, of the tribes of Israel

To get rid of Joseph, his brothers made a plot
But in Egypt he landed, and became a big shot

Now famine hit Israel, and the family did pack
And traveled to Egypt, for the food they did lack

But Jacob and the eleven, were in for a surprise
They recognized Joseph, with tears in their eyes

The twelve tribes lived in Egypt, for many a year
They multiplied so fast, the Pharaoh did fear

He suppressed them in slavery, and it remained so
Until Moses came along, and said “Let my people go”

Ten plagues did it take, before the Pharaoh made it clear
He told Moses and Aaron, “get the heck out of here”

Moses led his people, about three million or more
For forty years in the desert and across the sea floor

God’s presence was with them, it was an awesome sight
A massive cloud by day, and raging fire by night

With Manna coming from Heaven, and water from a rock
There was enough to sustain them, and all of their stock

Moses was a true friend of God, they talked face to face
No greater man ever lived, that had God’s grace

“Curse Israel, Balaam,” said the great king Balak
But Balaam chickened out, when a donkey talked back

Joshua and Caleb, crossed the Jordan one day
And kicked the heathens out of Israel, in a multi-year fray

Now Israel was camped, in the Promised Land
But they continued to fight, to further expand

When Joshua passed on, the Judges took rule
It was their job, to keep things running cool

The heathens attacked Israel, and Othniel did slam
Cushan-rishathaim, the king of Aram

When Israel served Moab, Ehud was up to the test
He defeated king Eglon, and had an eighty year rest

The army of Canaan, could not withstand the attack
Of ten thousand Israelites, led by Deborah and Barak

When Gideon and the three hundred, blew their trumpets one night
The Midianites and Amalekites, got up and took flight

After Jephthah subdued Ammon, it was a real shame
There was nobody in Israel, who could pronounce his name

So mighty was Samson, a lion he slew by its den
Then with the jawbone of an ass, he killed one thousand men

He had a big weakness, for a Philistine maiden
He woke up one morning, and found his head shaven

But the anointing returned, when his hair grew back
And the Philistine temple, he gave a good whack

With Ruth’s self sacrifice, and moral integrity
She became David’s great grandma, and gave him a legacy

Samuel was the last of the Judges, and he anointed Saul
As the first king of Israel, he was handsome and tall

But Saul went bad, and when it was time to depart
David came on the scene, a man after God’s heart

A great king was David, in the Lord’s sight
A little shepherd boy, who liked a good fight

He made some mistakes, but to God he would go
To get his sins forgiven, and continue to grow

Solomon was next in line, and under his reign
He built the Lord’s Temple, and increased the domain

He was the wisest of all kings, but later in life
He worshipped some idols, causing his country much strife

When Solomon died, the kingdom split in two
Ten tribes became Israel, while Judah had two

There were many kings of Israel, and Judah as well
Some followed God, and some followed Baal

Now God is alive, and will be ever more
Baal is a stone, that sits on the floor

But the people bowed to the stone, and idols of wood
And that was the end, of God’s old neighborhood

Asa, Jehoshaphat, Joash and Amaziah
Azariah, Jotham, Hezekiah, and Josiah

They were good kings, and did things to please God
But most of the others, did things that were odd

Ahab and Ahaz, were two of the worst
And Manasseh was so bad, he left Judah a curse

God sent many prophets, to turn things about
Some would dress funny, while others would shout

One of the best was Elijah, that the Lord sent
Away in a flaming chariot, to Heaven he went

He never really died, and there are rumors that say
He is coming back to earth, on a future day

Elisha had a double anointing, and it was said
He even performed a miracle, after he was dead

The destruction of the two kingdoms, Isaiah did preach
But the people did not listen, to his God-fearing speech

There were twelve minor prophets, as great as the rest
They answered His call, they all passed the test

Nahum and Habakkuk, Joel and Zechariah
Amos and Hosea, Haggai and Zephaniah

Micah and Malachi, Jonah and Obadiah
They preached the Lord’s prophecies, and did it with fire

The prophets tried to tell them, they went to every door
But the people worshipped idols, and sinned all the more

They sinned against the Lord, once too often my friend
The Assyrians attacked, and brought Israel to an end

The northern kingdom was gone, the people had fled
Judah hung in there, just by a thread

Another fierce army, was beginning to loom
Jeremiah did his best, to stop the oncoming doom

But Judah was stiff-necked, and went their own way
They turned their backs to God, His prophets they slay

And it was not too long, before their number was up
Because Judah and Israel, drank the same cup

Now God is slow to anger, but don’t push your luck
Keep on sinning my friend, and you’re a dead duck

Down came Nebuchadnezzar, and the men of Babylon
Judah was destroyed, the Temple was gone

Ezekiel became a prophet, in the Babylonian exile
He preached of restoration, that would come in a while

Daniel showed Nebuchadnezzar, the things that will come
A high post he was given, and a ruler of some

The Jews were in exile, for year after year
They begged God for mercy, their prayers He did hear

A Persian ruler was Cyrus, and a good man was he
He was a servant of God, and the Jews did he free

Back to the homeland, some of them came
They rebuilt the Temple, but it was never the same

Nehemiah and Ezra, and some other good men
Rebuilt the cities, and got things going again

Beautiful Esther talked, to the Persian king
And saved the Jewish people, from a slaughtering

But Israel was dominated, for many years more
The Persians, Greeks and Romans, all stood on their shore


The Old Testament has ended, and so has BC
But now comes the good part, the start of AD

In the days of King Herod, an angel appeared
To Zechariah and Mary, and both of them feared

To the Virgin Mary He said, “Hail favored one
The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and give you a Son

You shall call His name Jesus, He is a Godsend
His reign will be forever, His Kingdom will not end”

These two events, happened six months apart
John was born first, to the desert he did depart

He baptized the people, and told them to repent
He was making things ready, for the One to be sent

Magi came from the east, guided by a star
To see the new king, they traveled afar

They found the Baby Jesus, the one who is foremost
In a Bethlehem manger, with a heavenly host

Jesus met John, at the Jordan one day
“Behold the Lamb of God,” is all John could say

John baptized Jesus, the Heavens opened above
The Holy Spirit descended, in the form of a dove

Jesus went into the desert, for a forty-day fast
Satan tried to tempt Him, but he could not outlast

Jesus quoted some scriptures, forcing Satan to leave
The Word of God is final, Satan could not deceive

Walking the shores, of the Galilee Sea
He met James and John, the sons of Zebedee

“Leave your nets my friends, and come walk with Me
And fishers of men, are what you will be”

Twelve disciples, Jesus did choose
He taught them and gave them new powers to use

Peter and Andrew, Matthew and the rest
One was a devil, the others were blessed

A miracle He performed, at a wedding one time
Six jars of water, He turned into wine

In Cana it happened, the first of His signs
And His disciples starting believing, He was divine

Jesus preached to the people, He gave an account
And no better sermon did He preach, than the one on the Mount

He taught about anger, adultery and law
And to love your enemies, as you had not before

On a boat with His Disciples, there came up a squall
The boat took on water, it became a catchall

The Disciples asked Jesus, “are we to perish?”
He rebuked the storm, the waves did diminish

There came five thousand, to hear the Lord preach
They went hours without food, to hear Jesus teach

Some bread and two fish, He held up to bless
They had plenty to eat, with food in excess

All the sick came to Him, and it’s always His aim
To heal everyone, whether deaf, blind or lame

He cannot stand, to see anyone in pain
Yesterday or today, the healing’s the same

Lepers were cleaned, and the blind could see
Even the dead were raised, and the possessed set free

The crowds had gathered, to hear His call
He healed everyone, He healed them all

A woman caught in sin, had violated a law
“Stone her” yelled the crowd, with a mighty uproar

Jesus said to the crowd, words that would atone
“Let he who is without sin, cast the first stone”

When time was getting short,
He gathered His Disciples
For the Last Supper,
during which He gave out:

A piece of bread as His Body, and wine as His Blood.
To the Mount of Olives they went, the mob came like a flood

It was there He was betrayed, by Judas His friend
His Ministry on earth, had come to an end

He was sent to Golgotha, by Pilate to be
Mocked as a king, and nailed to a tree

Satan thought he had won, now that Jesus was dead
He saw Him on the cross, and all the blood that was shed

But Satan had no idea, of what was ahead
What seemed to be his victory, was Satan’s loss instead

On the third day, the stone rolled from the tomb
And when Jesus arose, it was the end of our doom

The battle was finished, at a great cost
But with Jesus alive, Satan knew he had lost

He is alive today, the right hand of God He does sit
Still doing miracles and healings, and it’s definite

To earth He will return, like a thief in the night
To clean the earth of evil, and to make things right

The Apostles took over, when Jesus ascended
The Holy Spirit came upon them, and they superintended

The spread of the Gospel, through the known world
For God they were working, and the harder they toiled

On His way to Damascus, traveled a man named Saul
He was blinded by a light, to the ground did he fall

“Why do you persecute Me.” he heard Jesus call
It was there he was converted, and became known as Paul

A great witness for Jesus, Paul then became known
He preached to the Gentiles, was righteous to the bone

He was beat with a whip, and struck by the stone
But you cannot be broke, when you’re one of Christ’s own

Other great disciples, on trips did embark
Timothy and Luke, Apollos and Mark

Silas and Titus, Barnabas and more
They preached the good news, to every known shore

Around 100 A.D., God appeared before John
“Get yourself a tablet, and write upon

Everything that I tell you, and everything you see
To let the world know, its future destiny”

Many visions of the future, did God reveal
Some were symbolic, and some of them real

He showed John everything, He did not conceal
How rough things will get, after He breaks the first seal

Earthquakes and pestilence, famine and war
These things will happen, like never before

And when the situation is bad, and the world is downcast
Christ will return, with a loud trumpet blast

He will take the false prophet, and the one known as the beast
And throw them into the fire, while the birds have a feast

Then Satan will be seized, and thrown into the pit
And after 1,000 years, the Lord will permit

Satan to be released, for a short season
But he goes back to his old tricks, of deception and treason

And now the pool of fire, is his final goal
Never again will Satan, ever harm another soul

When Judgment is over, and the earth is clean of sin
Down from the Heavens, the Holy City drops in

No more tears, pain or death, in that beautiful place
God is now dwelling, with the human race

The Word of God is completed, and it’s plain to see
The world needs a Savior, to act as referee

Our governments don’t work, they try all the more
Whenever they say peace, it always means war

The Jews prayed for a Messiah, to put up a good fight
To be free from oppression, and get out of their plight

But when He did come to earth, He was gentle and meek
Instead of a fight, He said “turn the other cheek”

Many prophecies in the Bible were fulfilled by Him
He went to the cross, to remove us from sin

He gave His Life for you, don’t let it go to waste
Turn your life over to Jesus, and do it with haste

A few words of meaning, can remove all your strife
And get your name printed, in God’s Book of Life

Don’t hesitate now, it’s later than you think
Jesus will return, in less than a blink

Say “Jesus my Lord, I turn my life over to You
I know You are the One, who is faithful and true

Forgive all my sins, and help me pursue
A better way of life, with a Spirit that’s new”

Say this with meaning, and you will be saved from the wrath
Stay off the broad highway, get on the constricted path

The broad road leads to destruction, and I can’t overstate
The way to eternal life, is through the narrow gate

Read the Bible every day, and walk in His Word
Repel from the sinning, don’t follow the herd

Some day face to face, with Christ you will be
He may ask you the question, “What have you done for Me?”



by George Konig



where blessing and cursing comes forth

The Tongue

a vital organ for survival or an organ of ‘damning fire’.?

*** Words that heal and wound comes from the same mouth.***

“5 So, too, the tongue is a little member and yet makes great brags.
Look! How little a fire it takes to set so great a woodland on fire!
6 Well, the tongue is a fire. The tongue is constituted a world of
unrighteousness among our members, for it spots up all the body
and sets the wheel of natural life aflame and it is set aflame by
Ge·hen´na.
7 For every species of wild beast as well as bird and creeping thing
and sea creature is to be tamed and has been tamed by humankind.
8 But the tongue, not one of mankind can get it tamed. An unruly
injurious thing, it is full of death-dealing poison.
9 With it we bless Jehovah, even [the] Father, and yet with it we
curse men who have come into existence “in the likeness of God.”
10 Out of the same mouth come forth blessing and cursing.”

*NWT — JAMES : 3 : 5-10*


Speak with kindness and thoughtfulness with consideration and discretion,

as words spoken cannot be taken back,  just as it is the same with time that

cannot be wound backwards.

Reflect on these two poems ……..


An Evening Prayer
*C. Maud Battersby*

If I have wounded any soul today,
If I have caused one foot to go astray,
If I have walked in my own willful way,
Good Lord, forgive.

If I have uttered idle words or vain,
If I have turned aside from want or pain,
Lest I offend some other through the strain,
Good Lord, forgive.

Forgive the sins I have confessed to Thee.
Forgive the secret sins I do not see.
That which I know not, Father, teach Thou me—
Help me to live.

speak no words that wounds any soul

speak no words that wounds any soul

No Unkind Words
*George Matthas Adams*

If I knew that a word of mine,
A word not kind and true,
Might leave its trace on a loved one’s face,
I don’t think I’d speak it, would you?

If I knew the sting of a word
Might linger and leave its mark
With a deep dark scar on a loved one’s heart,
I don’t think I’d speak that word, would you?

speak no unkind words that stings and scars

speak no unkind words that stings and scars



Sorrow was beautiful, but his beauty was the beauty of the moonlight shining through the leafy branches of the trees in the woods. His gentle light made little pools of silver here and there on the soft green moss of the forest floor. And when he sang, his song was like the low, sweet calls of the nightingale, and in his eyes was the unexpectant gaze of someone who has ceased to look for coming gladness. He could weep in tender sympathy with those who weep, but to rejoice with those who rejoice was unknown to him.

Joy was beautiful, too, but hers was the radiant beauty of a summer morning. Her eyes still held the happy laughter of childhood, and her hair glistened with the sunshine’s kiss. When she sang, her voice soared upward like a skylark’s, and her steps were the march of a conqueror who has never known defeat. She could rejoice with anyone who rejoices, but to weep with those who weep was unknown to her.

Sorrow longingly said, “We can never be united as one.” “No, never,” responded Joy, with eyes misting as she spoke, “for my path lies through the sunlit meadows, the sweetest roses bloom when I arrive, and songbirds await my coming to sing their most joyous melodies.”

“Yes, and my path,” said Sorrow, turning slowly away, “leads through the dark forest, and moonflowers, which open only at night, will fill my hands. Yet, the sweetest of all earthly songs — the love song of the night — will be mine. So farewell, dear Joy, farewell.”

Yet even as Sorrow spoke, he and Joy became aware of someone standing beside them. In spite of the dim light, they sensed a Kingly Presence, and suddenly a great and holy awe overwhelmed them. They then sank to their knees before Him.

Jesus with the Kingly Presence

“I see Him as the King of Joy,” whispered Sorrow, ” for on His head are many crowns, and the nailprints in His hands and feet are the scars of great victory. And before Him all my sorrow is melting away into deathless love and gladness. I now give myself to Him forever.”

“No, Sorrow,” said Joy softly, “for I see Him as the King of Sorrow, and the crown on His head is a crown of thorns, and the nailprints in His hands and feet are the scars of terrible agony. I also give myself to Him forever, for sorrow with Him must be sweeter than any joy I have ever known.”

Sorrowful, yet always rejoicing – 2 Corinthians : 6 : 10

“Then we are one in Him,” they cried in gladness, “for no one but He could unite Joy and Sorrow.” Therefore they walked hand in hand into the world, to follow Him through storms and sunshine, through winter’s severe cold and warmth of summer’s gladness, and to be “sorrowful, yet always rejoicing.”

 

Does Sorrow lay his hand upon your shoulders,

And walk with you in silence on life’s way,

While Joy, your bright companion once, grown colder,

Becomes to you more distant day by day?

Run not from the companionship of Sorrow,

He is the messenger of God to thee;

And you will thank Him in His great tomorrow —

For what you do not know now, you will then see;

He is God’s angel, clothed in veils of night,

With whom “we walk by faith” and “not by sight”

2 Corinthians : 5 : 7

 



There once was an oyster
whose story I tell,
Who found that some sand
had got into his shell.

It was only a grain,
but it gave him great pain.
For oysters have feelings
although they’re so plain.

Now, did he berate
the harsh workings of fate
That had brought him
to such a deplorable state?

Did he curse at the government,
cry for election,
And claim that the sea should
have given him protection?

‘No,’ he said to himself
as he lay on a shell,
Since I cannot remove it,
I shall try to improve it.

Now the years have rolled around,
as the years always do,
And he came to his ultimate
destiny ­ stew.

And the small grain of sand
that had bothered him so
was a beautiful pearl
all richly aglow.

The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials.

Now the tale has a moral,
for isn’t it grand
What an oyster can do
with a morsel of sand?

What couldn’t we do
if we’d only begin
With some of the things
that get under our skin.

*Author Unknown*


 
 
 
 


Be Thankful ... It'a A Blessing

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Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don’t know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.


Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes. They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,
because it means you’ve made a difference.


It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.

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*Author Unknown*



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LIFE’S TUG OF WAR

Life's Tug of War

Life can seem ungrateful and not always kind.
Life can pull at your heartstrings and play with your mind.
Life can be blissful and happy and free.
Life can put beauty in the things that you see.
Life can place challenges right at your feet.
Life can make good of the hardships we meet.
Life can overwhelm you and make your head spin.
Life can reward those determined to win.
Life can be hurtful and not always fair.
Life can surround you with people who care.
Life clearly does offer its ups and its downs.
Life’s days can bring you both smiles and frowns.
Life teaches us to take the good with the bad.
Life is a mixture of happy and sad.

SO …

Take the life that you have and give it your best.
Think positive be happy let God do the rest.
Take the challenges that life has laid at your feet.
Take pride and be thankful for each one you meet.
To yourself give forgiveness if you stumble and fall.
Take each day that is dealt you and give it your all.
Take the love that you’re given and return it with care.
Have faith that when needed it will always be there.
Take time to find the beauty in the things that you see.
Take life’s simple pleasures let them set your heart free.

The idea here is simply to even the score.
As you are met and faced with
Life’s Tug Of War.

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*Author Unknown*



words of wisdom :
Cherish Life’s Simple Pleasures because
it Eclipses Other Earthly Treasures
*keziah boey*




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Talk to Yourself

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THE POWER OF WORDS

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A CARELESS WORD MAY KINDLE STRIFE

A CRUEL WORD MAY WRECK A LIFE

A BITTER WORD MAY HATE INSTILL

A BRUTAL WORD MAY SMITE AND KILL

A GRACIOUS WORD MAY SMOOTH THE WAY

A JOYOUS WORD MAY LIGHT THE DAY

A TIMELY WORD MAY LESSEN STRESS

A LOVING WORD MAY HEAL AND BLESS

ABOVE ALL, UTTER WORDS WITH CARE,

LOVING UNCONDITIONALLY, THAT’S WHAT

WE ALL SHOULD PREACH AND SHARE

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Life's Journey

Life's an Intriguing Journey

Life is an uphill battle, also an intriguing journey
a sojourner on fascinating trails of soul’s tourney

Life is a repertoire of good and bad, wins and losses
no matter the circumstances humans prevails the tosses

Life is not a lavish road of personal selfish indulgence
but kindly loving acts to each and everyone in accordance

Life is questing and thirsting serendipitous surprises
all defining golden moments that one covets as prizes

Life is a series of devastating trials and tribulations
that toughens the spirit, assurance of transformations

LIFE ... Appreciate The Journey

LIFE ... Appreciate The Journey

Life is a medley of loves, some unrequited some great
which all human hearts are buoyed with destined fate

Life is much drama sporadic times of ease and leisure
some events better forgotten other moments to treasure

Life is where we feel heights of joy and depths of sorrow
where it alters our attitudes and perspectives for tomorrow

Life is like a river, meandering stream or a gushing rapid
accept whatever destiny brings, the zest together the vapid

Life is the ultimate heartbeat and pulse of every soul
stay true to yourself and to God and you’ll feel whole

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© Keziah Boey August 2007

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Judge Gently .. for you have not worn his shoes

Pray, don’t find fault with the man that limps
Or stumbles along the road.
Unless you have worn the shoes he wears
Or struggled beneath his load.

There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt
Though hidden away from view.
Or the burden he bears placed on your back
Might cause you to stumble too.

Don’t sneer at the man who’s down today
Unless you have felt the blow
That caused his fall or felt the shame
That only the fallen know.

You may be strong but still the blows
That was his if dealt to you
In the selfsame way, at the selfsame time
Might cause you to stagger too.

Don’t be too harsh with the man that sins
Or pelt him with word or stone
Unless you are sure – yea, doubly sure –
That you have no sins of your own.

For you know, perhaps,
If the tempter’s voice should whisper as soft to you
As it did to him when he went astray
It might cause you to falter too.

*author unknown*



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Three things in life that, once gone, never come back –

1. Time
2. Words
3. Opportunity

Three things in life that can destroy a person –

1. Anger
2. Pride
3. Unforgiveness

Three things in life that you should never lose-

1. Hope
2. Peace
3. Honesty

Three things in life that are most valuable –

1. Love
2. Family & Friends
3. Kindness

Three things in life that are never certain –

1. Fortune
2. Success
3. Dreams

Three things that make a person –

1. Commitment
2. Sincerity
3. Hard work

Three things that are Truly Constant 

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Our GOD and FATHER JEHOVAH

His SON Our Messiah JESUS CHRIST

GOD’S HOLY SPIRIT

Jesus-Our-Redeemer

Yeshua Our Messiah



Jesus our Shepherd and Savior

Jesus our Shepherd and Savior

If Satan had not desired to be on equal status and wanted to be God; Jesus would not have to be the atonement for mankind’s sin.

If Eve had not been tempted and Adam being influenced; mankind would not have to toil and toil and spin and spin.

If one third of the angels have not followed the Devil and mated with humans; magic and sorcery would not have emerged.

If humans have listened to the words of God; He would not have wanted humans purged.

If God wasn’t a merciful and full of loving-kindness God; He would not have kept Noah and his family safe from the Big Flood.

If the scribes and Pharisees weren’t eager for man’s glory and Judas’s blatant greed, Jesus our Lord would not have to spill His precious blood.

If not for the power and miracle work of God; Israel would not have birthed in 1948, as prophesied, as a nation again.

If time of the end is upon us soon and humans do not feel the need to repent of their sins, Jesus’ sacrifice in death would have been pointless and in vain.

If God and Jesus have not fought and battled hard with the Devil for our souls, we humans would have ceased in our own raging wars and sins.

If this present wicked violent world ends, it would be Jesus and His armies from the heavens having conquered the Devil and on that note, God wins.


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© Keziah Boey January 16 2008

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There may be scars

But hope still for stars

For stars shineth on and on

So, you gotta keep on keeping on

No matter how life’s curve balls hits

Have faith in God and hope still sits

Hard times, troubled times, saddens the soul

Time is timeless, move forward, purge the old

Every cycle of life has a beginning and an end

Look for rainbows after a storm for its God-send

Walk through life at your own even pace

Adopt positive attitude, keep a smiling face

Signs are posted at every junction and all crossroads

Be alert, be aware and take heed the wisdom it unloads

At every juncture and every fork pray for discretion

To a God who giveth sagaciousness on every question

In all lives a little rain must fall before the sun shines

Defines character, perspectives change, horizon realigns

Accept challenges, overcome obstacles, create some goals

With much effort and tenacity, attainment fulfills our souls

Aboard the ship of life fear not of adverse stormy waves

Persevere and endure on for whom God loves God saves

Every star though minute from gaze could be a raging sun

Immerse clarity in your mind, blast on, life’s an awesome run


© Keziah Boey March 2006

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Time … past and still ticking … I’ve yet to find
achievement acted upon desires of my own design
Golden time .. seconds minutes hours of everyday
fly by like gold dust scattered down silent highway
Yet still … I spin and spin on the wheel of life
soldier on would I … no matter what kind of strife

If my wishes for a little fortune magically appear
like stars in the night … spirit would sparkle happier
It’s only material wishes that would unburden my soul
no such wish for riches but to repay a debt of long ago
All of my life … I’ve walk the path of good intentions
sad to say … oft times it’s met with accusing questions

And that’s what hurts, deep deep down inside my heart
emptiness felt, woefulness of red arteries flow like art
Even though winds of change veered another course
I’m left beleaguered like a forlorn rider with no horse
Right directions decided but wrong timing to pursue
chains of duties and commitments kept me subdue

Dreams … I have like sand on the shores
dedicated perseverance … success blend for encores
Loves … one true love and a forbidden soul mate
torn between two … flummoxed … leaving it to fate
My life’s pathetic repertoire of challenging cycles and phases
fade dark days for hope and faith soars me to higher places


© Keziah Boey October 2004

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