And upon a day, while walking among the flowers of
his teacher’s garden, did the child speak unto the Mystic:
“Some men claim that this life
is the darkness of a curse,
and a punishment to be endured
for all our wicked ways.
Oh Mystic, what say you of life?”
And the Mystic answered:
“I say that life is neither a curse nor a punishment,
But a rose filled with the beauty of desire.
The stem of the rose is your life upon this earth,
The thorns, painful lessons you bring unto
yourself, that you might learn.
The leaves are those joys that enter
your life with the tenderness of an unseen Love.
Curse not the sorrow of your thorns,
for the deeper they cut unto the heart of
your being, the greener the leaves of joy shall be.
The tiny bud is your soul, waiting to
bloom with the truth of God among its petals.
Slowly will your flower unfold,
that you might not become lost
within the fragrance of its secret.
And when the rose is at the height of its beauty,
Shall you not see the pureness of God
smiling from the very center of your Being ?”
* GOD’S INVISIBLE BREATH *
The man whispered,
“God, speak to me.”
And a meadowlark sang.
But the man did not hear.
God’s Mighty yet Gentle Calling
So the man yelled,
“God, speak to me!”
And the thunder rolled across the sky.
But the man did not listen.
The man looked around and said,
“God, let me see you.”
And a star shone brightly.
But the man did not notice.
God’s Light in the Dark .. A Sign He’s always there
And the man shouted,
“God, show me a miracle!”
And a life was born.
But the man did not know.
So, the man cried out in despair.
“Touch me God, and let me know that you are here!”
Whereupon God reached down and touched the man.
But the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.
God’s Gentle Touch; Unheeded by Man
Don’t miss out on a blessing because
it isn’t packaged the way you expect.
*An Old Hindu Poem*
”If we (freely) admit that we have sinned and confess our sins, He is faithful and just
(true to His own nature and promises) and will forgive our sins (dismiss our lawlessness)
and (continuously) cleanse us from all unrighteousness (everything not in conformity to
His will in purpose, thought, and action)”
(1 John 1:9)
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and righteous so as to forgive us our
sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. – NWT
Cleaning the oven is not my favorite thing to do. In fact, it slides down to bottom of my
“to do” list several times before I actually make it a priority. I know I am not the only
person who feels this way. The owner of the house we moved into obviously disliked
cleaning ovens even more than I do. It was very dirty and hadn’t been cleaned for a
long time. I put it through the self-clean cycle then used SOS pads to clean the build
up around the edges. But the build up on the front bottom part of the oven and door
were so caked on that I had to take a screwdriver to scratch it off.
Finally it was clean.
As I was scrubbing the oven, I compared the dirty oven with our hearts. People can’t
see inside our ovens, or our hearts, but God can and it can be pretty dirty. I remember
so vividly the time when I asked Jesus into my life at the age of 12. I asked Him to
forgive my sins. He cleansed me and I felt so clean. At the age of 30, I learned about
spiritual breathing (confessing our sins and appropriating the Holy Spirit). I learned
I could be “clean” all the time – moment by moment.
However, sometimes we become so busy that we don’t spend time daily with the
Lord and His Word. We become sloppy and accumulate ungodly habits that are like
the caked on grease at the bottom of my oven. You have to work at getting rid of those.
Worry, ungratefulness, critical attitudes, etc. We need to confess them immediately
and begin thanking the Lord for all His blessings, start thinking “good, pure thought”
and focus our thoughts on God and His sufficiency.
If we spend quiet time with the Lord and His Word, He will point them out to us.
Many, many times a day, we have to do this to change our ungodly habits.
Don’t let your oven (heart) get dirty – keep it clean.
What are your “caked on” habits?
Admit your sins and He will cleanse you.
*** Katherine Kehler ***
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
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.
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?
10 Life-Lessons from Noah’s Ark
The Biblical story of the great flood (see Genesis 6:1-9:17)
has been around for a long time. It has counterparts in many
other cultures. Each generation has learned much from the
story — and so can those of us in the coaching community!
Needless to say, “Always build on the highest ground possible”,
because character always counts!
are ten more:
1. Always plan ahead.
There wasn’t any rain in the forecast when Noah started building
2.Don’t listen to your critics.
Listen instead to your heart, and then do whatever has to be done.
The neighbors might have taunted when Noah was blocking
their driveway — but he had the last laugh as soon as the rain
3.Stay physically, mentally, spiritually and emotionally fit.
You never know but that when you’re 600 years old, someone
might come along out of the blue and ask you to do something
4.Don’t seek to go it alone.
Always travel, at least, in pairs, because two heads are
better than one.
5.Speed is not always an advantage.
The cheetahs were on board, but so were the snails; and
they all arrived safely on dry ground at the very same time.
6.Handle Conflict with certainty.
If you can’t fight or flee from adversity — at least make
certain you have an idea that can float in the battlefield
7.Don’t miss the boat!
Never forget this underlying truth: that ultimately when
all is said and done, we’re all in the same boat!
8. Be flexible in your thinking.
Remember that amateurs built the ark while professionals
built the Titanic and the Challenger Space Shuttle.
9. Remember that Fear is nothing more than
“False Evidence Appearing Real”.
The woodpeckers on the INSIDE are often a bigger threat to
your overall well being than the storms raging on the outside.
10. Remain faithful and optimistic.
No matter how bleak things look, if God is traveling with you,
there’s always going to be a rainbow of peace on the other
side of the storm.
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Morality may consist solely in the courage of making a choice and choices
made are acted upon the *free will* given by God above. Free will means God
does not force our conscience not our actions on any decision that we make.
Free will allows one to choose between being righteous and doing what is right
or being wicked and doing what is evil in the eyes of Almighty Jehovah God.
In life, there’s always two choices or two roads, righteous or evil which leads
to good or bad ramifications. This is the freedom of free will.
Choosing the one that is easy and smooth but wicked, no back breaking
effort to attain whatever your heart desires; a shortcut to everything
which is much much easier than virtue itself, will only bring one reward
and that is, the easy way, with no substance or anything of glory to shout
about and maybe even have to do time behind bars chained with irons of
sorrow and a lifetime full of regrets.
The other of good but harder road with it’s winding twist, bends and turns
will inevitably reward with the right results because this path taken is walked
with righteousness and peace with right thoughts and actions and the blessings
it brings, will be satisfying, self-gratifying and worthy of the Lord God Almighty.
You’ll have to face the consequences of your own acts and if your actions are
right and pure in God’s eyes and also that in your fellow man’s eyes, you’ll reap
good consequences; if not, you’ll suffer and sorrow terribly for it. Though, for
some, punishment may not be immediate but it follows on in your life and in
the lives of your son/sons and later generations to come. They’ll have to pay
the penalty for your sins.
It’s in the wise sayings of King Solomon, “You’ll reap what you sow.”
It’s the unchangeable laws of nature.
Sooner or later everyone sits down to their own banquet of consequences.
In other words, you can choose what you want to do, but you can’t choose
the consequences for your choices! So, act wisely and carefully, because
you are ultimately accountable to Jehovah God and also to Jesus Christ
in the end. You will reap what you sow into your life, whether you sow bad
and evil seeds or good and fruitful seeds. To each his or her own.
Henceforth, good trees will bear fruitful productive fruits while bad trees
yield rotten bad fruits; and so shall a man be defined by what flows out
from his heart through his words and thoughts.
To surmise this in brevity :
It’s the nature of life, you can never lose anything that really belongs
to you, because it’s what God has accounted and measured out to you
according to the seeds you sow; and you cannot keep whatever that
which belongs rightfully to someone else.
© Keziah – January 7 2009
A hermit was meditating by a river when a young man interrupted him.
“Master, I wish to become your disciple,” said the man.
“Why?” replied the hermit.
The young man thought for a moment. “Because I want to find God.”
The master jumped up, grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, dragged
him into the river, and plunged his head under water. After holding him
there for a minute, with him kicking and struggling to free himself,
the master finally pulled him up out of the river.
The young man coughed up water and gasped to get his breath.
When he eventually quieted down, the master spoke. “Tell me, what
did you want most of all when you were under water.”
“Air!” answered the man.
“Very well,” said the master. “Go home and come back to me when you
want God as much as you just wanted air.”
Seek GOD with earnestness and in all true honesty, and with every fibre of our being,
as in how we desperately seek the air that He provides for our survival for existence;
then and only then, we’ll find GOD and the only One True GOD, *JEHOVAH*,
will fill us up spiritually.
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Therefore, whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them,
I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock.
And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew,
and beat upon that house; and it fell not : for it was founded upon a rock.
And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not,
shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand.
And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew,
and beat upon that house; and if fell: and great was the fall of it.
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Moral of the Story/Parable by Jesus Christ :
House built on a solid rock foundation will withstand and survive from
the snares of the world ; whereas …
House built on slippery sand will not be able to counter the storms of
the world and will ultimately fall.
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We must build ourselves upon the rock of Jesus Christ, the way to eternal
life and not on the tempting and snaring death, sandy path of the Devil.
*GREAT TRAITS OF A HUMAN SOUL*
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THE ABILITY TO APOLOGIZE
Few can do this in a gracious manner. If you have spoken or acted
inadvisably or been disrespectful in any way,
it will help, rather than hinder, to humbly acknowledge it.
(Proverbs : 22 : 4
The reward for HUMILITY and fear of the Lord God is riches
and honor and life)
TO FORGIVE AND FORGET
It requires only an ounce of grace and a thimbleful of brains to hold a grudge.
But to entirely forget an injury, is truly beautiful.
(Proverbs : 17 : 9
He who forgives an offense seeks love, but he who repeats a matter
alienates a friend or a loved one)
TO AVOID ARGUMENTS
A bigot or a fool can quickly pitch into an unprofitable debate.
But it takes a great soul to look ahead and studiously avoid
anything that might break fellowship.
This is greater than to win an argument.
He that ruleth his spirit is better than he who taketh a city.
(Proverbs : 17 : 27
He who restrains his words has knowledge,and he who has a cool,
gentle spirit is a man of understanding.)
TO AVOID MIXING UP IN A QUARREL
Children may fuss over a little toy, or a few green apples,
but parents ought to be too big to pull off in spirit
from good neighbors over such trifles.
Do those in your family/community have confidence in you?
(Proverbs : 17 : 14
The beginning of strife is like letting out water;
so quit before the quarrel breaks out)
GOING TO THE LAW
The devil and unprincipled lawyers will magnify a supposed injury.
But a wise and peaceful person will rather suffer wrong
than spend time and money defending personal rights.
(1 Corinthians : 6 : 7
To have lawsuits with one another is defeat for you)
(Proverbs : 16 : 7
When a man’s peaceful ways is pleasing to the Lord God,
He makes even his enemies to be at peace with him)
It is painful to see one who is always strained up.
How blessed to dwell so deeply in God as to have
no concern about how high, or how low others rate you.
Paul said, “With me it is a very small thing that I should be judged
by you, or of another man’s judgment.
He that judgeth me is the Lord God above.
(Proverbs : 21 : 2
Every way of a man is right in his own eyes,
but the Lord God weighs and judges every man’s heart)
How sad that anyone should imagine he is ahead,
when he gives just enough to ease his conscience
and yet less than his full share to a worthy cause.
In the end he and his children are the losers.
The liberal soul shall be made fat; and he that watereth
shall be watered also himself.
He that giveth with a cheerful heart will be multiplied
a thousand times over until his cup runneth over.
(Proverbs : 11 : 24
One man gives freely, yet grows all the richer;
another withholds what he should give, and only suffers want)
A SAINTLY DIGNITY
One need not be highly intellectual or well dressed,
in order to show poise and sincerity that will
compel admiration and disarm prejudice.
Look at the meek and lowly, Jesus said before Pilate:
“God sees them, so thou should do likewise.”
(Proverbs : 14 : 31
He who oppresses a poor man insults his Maker,
but he who is kind to the needy honors Him)
TAKING SNUBS AND REPROOFS WELL
It is a false idea that those possessing true greatness
must be curt and resentful toward those who dare
to cross them; especially one’s inferior.
How lovely to behold one who can be gracious and gentle
when information or reproof is
given that was not needed.
(Proverbs : 15 : 4
A gentle tongue is a tree of life, but perverseness
in it breaks the spirit)
How blessed to meet a big soul whose silence speaks louder than words.
We can go away enlarged and enriched.
But how different from the man who monopolizes
all the time in calling attention to self,
where he has been and what he did.
Let another man praise thee, and not thine own lips.
(Proverbs : 27 : 2
Let another praise you, and not your own mouth;
a stranger, and not your own lips)
STOOPING TO HELP OTHERS
The Pharisee and priest can pass by on the other side,
but the magnanimous man will forget self
and stop to help others.
Years ago General Booth was walking down
a side street in London, when he was seen to
stop and help a poor man load some bags of coal.
An onlooker was impressed and inquired who this silk-hat man was.
Later he gave a large donation to the General,
saying, “Such work is worth supporting.”
(Proverbs : 21 : 3
To do righteousness and justice is more acceptable
to the Lord God above, than sacrifice.)
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TEN BIBLICAL RULES FOR A HAPPY MARRIAGE
Never bring up mistakes of the past. Stop criticizing others or it will come back on you. If you forgive others, you will be forgiven.
Neglect the whole world rather than each other. And how do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul in the process?
Never go to sleep with an argument unsettled. And don’t sin by letting anger gain control over you. Don’t let the sun go down while you are still angry.
At least once a day, try to say something complimentary to your spouse. Gentle words bring life and health; a deceitful tongue crushes the spirit.
Never meet without an affectionate welcome. Kiss me again and again, your love is sweeter than wine.
(Song of Solomon 1:2)
“For richer or poorer” – rejoice in every moment that God has given you together. A bowl of soup with someone you love is better than steak with someone you hate.
If you have a choice between making yourself or your mate look good, choose your mate. Do not withhold good from those who deserve it when it’s in your power to help them.
If they’re breathing, your mate will eventually offend you. Learn to forgive. I am warning you, if another believer sins, rebuke him; then if he repents, forgive him. Even if he wrongs you seven times a day and each time turns again and asks forgiveness, forgive him.
Don’t use faith, the Bible, or God as a hammer. God did not send His Son into the world to condemn it, but to save it.
Let love be your guidepost. Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. Love does not demand its own way. Love is not irritable and it keeps no record of when it has been wronged.
(1 Corinthians 13:4,5)
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The Hand that Rocks the Cradle Rules the World
What an important job a mother has!
The mothers of the next generation are the ones who are molding the future.
Motherhood is just about the greatest calling in the world.
Of course, taking care of a baby may not always seem very important,
but don’t ever minimize it.
Who knows what an impact that child may have on the lives of many others one day?
the strength of Samson,
the wisdom of Solomon,
the patience of Job,
the faith of Abraham,
the insight of Daniel,
and the courage and administrative ability of David.
It also takes the love of God,
that’s for sure!
What a job!
The thing that makes a mother so wonderful is her
self-sacrificial spirit that is willing to sacrifice
her time and strength and even her own health,
if necessary, for the sake of that child.
Any woman can have a baby,
but it takes a real mother to learn how to
“train up a child in the way he should go”
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.
“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
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Imagine getting the command from your Master, “Go out behind the barn.
Find the dunghill and bring Me back something acceptable, beautiful that
I can put upon My table to enjoy.”
“Oh just great,” you think to yourself as you leave the mansion.
“I’m in for it now!
I’ve seen that grimy old dunghill and beautiful doesn’t even come close
to describing it.”
Rounding the corner of the barn, you almost get knocked over by the smell
as the wind changes and starts blowing in your direction. As you get closer,
your eyes start to water. Trying to breath in short shallow breaths, you get
as close as you dare. There it is. That dreaded dunghill which has been filled
with all sorts of filth from your life. Lust sits festering as does greed, and envy.
Maggots of strife and contention feast happily among the rotting decay of all
things repugnant.Just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, you realize
that as this pile rots, it generates an unnatural heat from within which causes
evil gas clouds of despair and hopelessness to bubble up to the surface and
hang in a fog of misery all around the area.
You think to yourself, “Why am I here???
I left this stuff long ago and now here it is again. If I didn’t know better, I’d
say that it has grown since I had last seen it. I can’t make something out of
this junk to put on my Master’s table. All of those who wait upon Him will
laugh me to scorn. The big angels at the door probably wouldn’t even let
me in and for good reason too!”
But trying to be obedient, you grudgingly take up some of the horrible
material and think what you can do to make it fit for the Master’s table.
No amount of perfume could help kill the smell and the stuff crawling
around and in it gives a macabre impression of the entire dunghill
breathing with a life of its own.
So you kneel down and in vain try to shape it and make something useful.
No matter how much perfume you use it only serves to make the whole
ugly mess even worse.
Just then you hear Him behind you. “Child, what are you doing?”
Now the tears start streaming down your cheeks freely as you know that
there is nothing you can do but tell the truth.
“I can’t do it. Nothing I try works. Everything I do only makes it worse…”
Your own sobs cut off what was about to be a long drawn out explanation.
Gently, He tells you, “Put that back.”
So you throw the evil mess you were working with back onto the pile and
just stand there staring at the epitome of sin’s futility. You watch as the
Master takes His mighty hand and using His finger, He creates a God
shaped hole right into the heart of the horrible mess before you. Your own
soul feels what He has done and it takes your breath away.
Turning towards you He holds out His hand and shows you what looks
to be a seed of some sort. With a gentle smile He asks, “May I?”
You are confused.
Not knowing what is about to happen, you reply, “What is that?”
His response sends waves of terror into your heart, “This is My life.
I want to put it into the hole I just created. May I?”
You recoil in fear at the thought of His life going into the worst you
have to offer.
You want to scream ‘No!’ but you don’t dare.
Deep within your heart, you long to have Him do it, but it just doesn’t
seem fair that He should put His best into the worst areas of your life.
But the Master has never made a mistake and you know that even
this can only work out for good.
Half-heartedly, mumbling under your breath you say, “Yes, go ahead…,”
and the tears flow once more.
Gently the Master places His Seed within the God shaped hole His finger
had made. With loving kindness He covers it over and starts to walk away.
Turning back to look at you, He once again commands, “From this dunghill,
bring Me back something acceptable, beautiful that I can put upon My
table to enjoy.” With that He walks away.
For a long, long while you just stand there staring at the horrible mess
before you. Nothing has appeared to change and you feel as though the
Master has left you in the same predicament as when you had first arrived.
But then you see it.
A small bump in the dunghill started slowly rising up to the surface.
Looking closely you are sure that there is something green breaking out
from the very heart of your worst nightmares.
During the rest of the day you watch this little plant grow.
By day, you tend and give it water from the eternal spring of life.
By night, you sleep near it, afraid that something might happen to this
precious little life. It is not a very comfortable rest, trying to sleep on the
ground next to a dunghill, but even though you don’t know what your
Master has done, you are determined to see it through to the end.
For three days and nights you tend and guard this little seedling.
You notice that as the plant gets bigger, the dunghill gets smaller.
It appears that the plant is taking all of the evil smelling corruption and
using it to grow. Then on the morning of the third day, as the sun rises
in the distance, you awaken to see that the tiny plant has now grown
into a sizable young shrub.
But something is happening.
As the sun’s light starts to warm its leaves, you see the most beautiful
blood red roses starting to open up right before your eyes!
Hundreds and hundreds of bright red roses unfold sending out an aroma
that instantly blots out the horrible stench of the dunghill!
You stand staring for a time in total awe at the sight of these beautiful
roses which move in unison to the rhythm of a holy wind.
Each petal is shining and glistening in radiance as the sun rises higher
and higher into the morning sky.
Then you hear His voice in the distance, “My child, I AM waiting…”
The sound of His gentle thunder reminds you of your original task, to get
something from this dunghill that will be both beautiful and acceptable
for His table.
Carefully you pick twelve of the very biggest and best flowers you can
find and arrange them in your hand. Yes there are thorns, but you don’t
even seem to notice them as you look at what the Lord has done.
After walking back to the mansion, you find a vase in the kitchen and
arrange the flowers with silent joy. What at first looked to be impossible
now has become a work of living art.
As you make your way towards the main dining hall, some people stop
to admire the roses you have in your vase.
“My but they are beautiful!” says one well meaning person.
“You sure are one fine gardener!”
Without any hesitation, you humbly reply, “It’s not me, it was all the
You hurry off, not wanting to answer any more questions such as,
“Where did you get them.”
You enter the main hall and set the roses upon the Master’s table.
You want to smile, but you can’t because you know from where
these roses have come.
You silently pray that nobody will ever find out.
Your mission accomplished, you turn to leave, but you see your
Master standing in the doorway.
You swallow hard as you glance back at the arrangement of flowers
you have just left on His table.
Your eyes once again fill with water as you stare at the floor,
unable to look at Him.
You know the truth of where you got the roses. But what is far worse
is that you know that He knows from where you have gotten them!
The thought of the dunghill breaks your heart with shame and remorse.
Gently placing His hand under your chin, He lifts your head, moving
your gaze upward so that you are now looking right into His loving eyes.
The tears stream down your face as your Lord and Master carefully
wipes away each and every one of them.
He smiles and says, “They are beautiful!
Well done, My good and faithful servant. Won’t you join Me for
I would just like to sit and talk a while with you My dear and
♥ ♥ ♥
♣ ♣ ♣
*Author Unknown by all but God*
♥ ♥ ♥
In the seeing eye …
We stand in awe by the colorful splendor of God’s rainbows.
We are spellbound and breathless with the beauty of God’s sunsets
♥ ♥ ♥
In the hearing ear …
We resonate with the majestic crashing waves against the shore.
We lull and soothe to the sweet refrains of the melodious harp
♥ ♥ ♥
With the tasting mouth …
We are satisfied with palatable food; given as a gift from God above.
We are understood from the words put forth in honesty and kindness.
♥ ♥ ♥
In the feeling of the hand …
We feel the textures of the earth and the clear power of water.
We touch with the give and take from the expressions of love.
♥ ♥ ♥
From the smelling of the nose …
We gravitate towards the aroma of succulent food and juicy fruits.
We are intoxicated with the perfumed notes of flowers in a bottle.
♥ ♥ ♥
Do not take these for granted, for our five vital senses are deemed the utmost precious gifts,
for one cannot do without the other.
It should be counted and prized the highest or else if one is handicapped;
it’s deemed as one momentous casualty.
© keziah boey 12th August, 2008
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.
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.
words of wisdom :
Cherish Life’s Simple Pleasures because
it Eclipses Other Earthly Treasures
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 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
© Keziah Boey August 2007
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Souls, perplexed and befuddled, drowning in our own making of hatred and wars, whether it’s ethnic divide or pure insane mad envy of each other or the innate power to dominate and possess, drives some of us to the brink of annihilating God’s creation, mankind. We are just lost and bewildered souls floundering and drifting upon the sands of time, searching and seeking for that fleeting illusion of power, fame and fortune, which we, sadly think is happiness. It is just only temporal glory because after each accomplishment and success, we hunger again for more praise and accolades of men and not forgetting that greedy need for more material things. What do we gain by all these? Why we do go through all the pains for it? Mere rhetoric questions by which we need to honestly ask of ourselves whether all these things will save us in the end. The end of what, some of you might ask, well, it’s the end of the system of evil, wicked and violent age, the end of Satan’s dominion on this earth till Jesus Christ comes to establish His kingdom here on earth with purity and love.
Ever since the dawn of man, Adam and Eve, the Devil has tempted, deceived and influenced mankind to every sort of evil conceivably concocted by him and managed that magnificently, just look at the condition of humanity now, a cacophony of corrupted lost souls everywhere. Satan has been doing his job superbly by diverting our attention from God with the busyness of living for the superficiality of power, fame and fortune. While some have attained it by sheer hard work and honesty on their part, others by envy and who are sluggards by nature will even resort to killing one another for it.
For every sin that we commit, we are held accountable for judgment by God and Jesus Christ upon the conclusion of this present ungodly violent pervasive world. Some might laugh or dismiss this belief but take note that the Devil is on the prowl all the time with his band of demonic angels seeking to devour our souls by influencing us to be evil and demonic as he is. A corruptible and sinful man will eventually lose his soul to the Devil if he does not desire to repent or feel the need to change his ways.
Time, we measure and live it day by day, but do we all really bother and care how we use our time? Just like so many things that we take for granted from God, the gift of life from the air we breathe, warmth of heat from the sun, water for hydrating our existence and resources we need from the earth, I think time is the most discounted and overlooked basics of mankind’s survival. Time, eternal time, is the most precious priceless untouchable commodity that we humans are lacking now and the clock is ticking much faster than before because the end times for this generation is already upon us and at it’s doors knocking loudly.
TIME IS A GIFT … from GOD to men.
So, mortal souls, count your blessings and value your precious time as time not used worthily to better our spiritual selves, it’s lost forever to the Devil.
© Keziah Boey 25th January 2008
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.
© Keziah Boey January 16 2008
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