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The precious rose finally swept All its petals on the ground For the wind had blown its breath As the beauties died without a sound A tragic remorse or pity fooled Left standed all amazed I was never one who knew Why the dead were always praised This simple life yet so complex Reaching from Him who tends to all Wants to have all her needs met When in truth she nothing but a call I have no life without you I fear It is death to me if anything All is gone when I need you here And I am left with just a song to sing I am nothing because you’re my everything I am standing still when I see you move I want to be anything inste

There is something you have to try for the spirit, it’s so sweet Come in and sit It’s only for a bit. You are in for a treat. It’s not something you eat alone give it to everyone take and tear eat and share the bread of the Holy Son. There isn’t a meal without a drink so take a sip from the cup blood so fine it tastes like wine It’s life, drink it up. This meal was set by the Lord It gets better as years go past come back with a friend let this meal never end Let’s make the Lord’s death last

Into darkness, my soul had plunged, Poisoned by despair my mind was hung. By dark imagination so confined, I could not see your light that shined. By confusion's fog I was blind, But your hand was not far behind. I called upon you in my broken mind, My glimpse of hope in you to find. Seemingly trapped in madness of fear from lies. Another's personal anxiety solution masked by concern across the skies. To rid one's self of personal pain, it was shared to my disdain. To give me clarity from kindness and love. Not thus, but selfish gain. Feeling like there was no tomorrow, it is You that heard my sorrow. As I reached and listened to

In the wandering wood I've come to a place Where the shadows are lifted And evil abased, And my own inner torment At last is erased. By the side of the pool At the end of the stream By the old waterfall I'm a dreaming a dream And the terror's released In a heart-wrenching scream. After this, every sound, Every tear, all the pain That I harbor within Is drowned in the rain And the shadows have gone- I won't see them again. I take off the scales And step into the pool That's refreshing and deep And surprisingly cool, And I then realize I am naught but a fool. You give a great shake Of your soft, golden mane, And your

I know many here do not share my faith or my beliefs and it is something that I respect as your choice.  This is a prayer originally spoken by Minister Joe Wright before the Kansas Senate so I claim no way, shape or form that I wrote this.  However it is something that I felt compelled to share.  I know some will not agree with what is said but I do hope that you read it. "Heavenly Father, We come before You today to ask for Your forgiveness and to seek Your direction and guidance. We know Your Word says, "Woe to those who call evil good" but that is exactly what we have done. We have lost spiritual equilibrium and rev

I love black. I love the dark However, I hate black. However, I hate the dark. People tend to have misconceptions about me. People tend to think I worship satan. People tend to think I practice witchcraft. People tend to think I do not know God. Ravens are black, doesn't God love them? God created the darkness on the first day, isn't He proud of His own handiwork? God is proud of anything He makes. God loves anyone He makes. Even if I do wear black, even if I do prefer to walk in the shade. It doesn't make me a bad person. God make the dark. God made the light. Gothic Christianity means I prefer the macabre side of life, wh

Dear Journal, I can't believe what happened today...I could never forget how the whole entire world changed by one man's life...Today I lost my closest friend in the whole world...It happened like this... It was a lovely day in Bethlehem and I was on my way to the palace. I rushed over and saw my friend walking outside of it. I had a basket of fruits in my hands to give to him. "Jesus! Jesus!" I shouted towards him. He turned and looked at me with a soft smile. "I have brought something for you! I know you've had a long day today, so I picked the finest fruits in Bethlehem!" I handed him the basket and he gladly took it. "Thank you,

The Seed of the Woman                                                              Genesis  3:15 Shiloh (Peace)                                      

“Daddy!” A child said happily. The boy ran to an elder man and hugged him tightly. “Don’t squeeze too tight, Hasannah.” Said the man. He was tall and handsome and seemed to be in the mid twenties. He smiled and rubbed his son’s head. “Look what I made in school today, daddy!” The little boy pulled out a small vase made of clay with paintings on it. The paintings looked like a family standing together. “This is you, me and mommy!” He pointed out. “This is very pretty!” The father said. The boy smiled and hugged his father once more. “It’s getting late. You should go to be