Through no divine design or cosmic plan, we have inherited the mantle of life's caretaker on the earth, the only home we have ever known.
quote by Michael Shermer
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I May Not Know
I may not know dear Lord, but you, know the things I’m going through,
You know the beginning and the end, and I know that you’re my friend.
Your plan for me is whatever’s best, through every trial and every test,
And I may not know the reason why, but, your love for me I can’t deny.
Your plan also includes prosperity, on a winding path towards eternity,
And though, at times, I sense alarm, your plan for me intends no harm.
Rather, in you I’m protected from, the dangers of life when they come,
And from you I receive total peace, when life’s tribulations do increase.
It’s during times I don’t understand; I remember my life is in your hand,
While your will is done in my life, for my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
At times this may affect my family, through ways that I have yet to see,
As you mold and shape their ways, for your eventual Glory and Praise.
When I go down a daily to do list, I know that my life is but just a mist,
Appearing on earth for just a time, as I’m shaped for an eternal design.
Within your plan, you let me know, you are with me wherever I may go,
As my Rock and strength through all, holding me up, lest I should fall.
It is not for me to know what’s ahead, lest I would be filled with dread,
But to know where strength is from, as more trials are bound to come,
And within your plan, I have hope, with your strength to help me cope,
Knowing I have a Heavenly Home, to live forever as Christ’s very own.
(Copyright ©09/2008)
To remove the lingering cloud of doubt over our love
He who speaks the truth must
Be allowed to kiss the princess
You must not doubt my love for you
People must stop saying I
I am bad news for you and give you
The list of their preferred candidates
I love no one else but you
You want to know what's my life plan?
Let me tell you
Plan A is you
Plan B is you
Plan C is you
You say are we gonna keep
Making love like that under the trees
In shameful self restrictive hiding forever?
I say
My home was your home two weeks ago
My home was your home last week
My home is your home now
You belong there
And no one can take the place of you
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Life...
What is this puzzle that perplexes me?
This one true mystery or perhaps misery.
The breath of life has seeped into my soul,
Yet the answers of life have failed to make me whole...
How many questions must this lost soul ask,
Before my one true path is revealed to task.
An endless sea crashes onto the shore,
Made from the tears of what is no more...
A storm has danced across this land,
Wiping out what once may have been so grand.
All towers of tribute have rusted away,
Laid to rest with flowers to brighten the day...
For to live, love and respect is the grand design,
To this master plan we are confined.
For all is planned without a plan,
Perhaps one day I shall know who I am...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Everything Is Going To Be Like My Plan
Duty must be fulfilled
But everything is going to be like my plan
People could lie to me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Pray may be often
But everything is going to be like my plan
Time flies uncontrolled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Destiny may not be cooperated
But everything is going to be like my plan
Other plan may ruin mine
But everything is going to be like my plan
Body is reaching the limit
But everything is going to be like my plan
The will should be strengthened
But everything is going to be like my plan
The anxiety may be doubled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Critics never disappear
But everything is going to be like my plan
Life is unfair
But everything is going to be like my plan
The way seems lost
But everything is going to be like my plan
Regret is gnawing my sense
But everything is going to be like my plan
The goal still far away
But everything is going to be like my plan
The future end may unseen
But everything is going to be like my plan
Source may not be enough
But everything is going to be like my plan
Things always change
But everything is going to be like my plan
Problem keeps occurring
But everything is going to be like my plan
World would laugh
But everything is going to be like my plan
Failure keeps happening
But everything is going to be like my plan
Memories may not help
But everything is going to be like my plan
Luck may test me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Love may not support me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Weather wants to rebel
But everything is going to be like my plan
The form may be different
But everything is going to be like my plan
Hope could fool me
But everything is going to be like my plan
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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If you don't design your own life plan, chances are you'll fall into someone else's plan. And guess what they have planned for you? Not much.
Design
Said Seeker of the skies to me:
"Behold yon starry host ashine!
When Heaven's harmony you see
How can you doubt control divine,
Law, order and design?"
"Nay, Sire," said I, "I do not doubt
The spheres in cosmic pattern spin;
But what I try to puzzle out
Is that--if Law and Order win
Where does mere man come in?
"If to the millionth of a hair
Cause and Effect are welded true,
Then there's no leeway anywhere,
And all we do we have to do,
And sun and atom too."
O Stars, sing in your harmony!
O Constellations raptly shine!
Flout me because I am not free,
Mock me because no choice is mine!
O Beauty, it so hurts to see!
--O damnable Design!
poem by Robert William Service
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Each Day In His Hands
I may not know what happens today, as The Lord guides the way,
But, my times are in His hands, in ways no one truly understands,
I may even purpose within my heart, while a new day has its start,
But God directs the path I take, He's in charge, make no mistake.
The Lord directs this course of time, all within His Eternal Design,
God is sovereign over everything, which is earth and every being,
Directing both nations and men, by ways we cannot comprehend,
By His sovereign control over all; nations and men, big and small.
Sovereign Creator of all the earth, to man God gave special worth,
Making man in the very image of, The Creator, Who reigns above,
Intent on a relationship with man, this was indeed His original plan,
A plan Satan desired to impede, but, ultimately God will succeed!
God spoke by prophets of old, but since sent His Son to behold,
God's Eternal Son Jesus Christ, to restore the plan of eternal life,
Sent to reconcile man with God, when Jesus came to earth's sod,
Restoring that relationship for me, with The Creator of All Eternity.
So whatever pleases God in my life, He leads me in Jesus Christ,
Guiding me around every bend, knowing how each day shall end,
Days that I cannot understand, I simply leave in The Lord's Hand,
For as a member of God's Family, He knows what is best for me.
(Copyright ©06/2012)
Life cannot be formed
Water should blend with earth
to have taste.
Air should mix with earth
to have smell.
Fire should burn the matter
to emit light.
Earth should eat up debris
to separate elements.
Elements cannot create a life.
It is only inherited.
07.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Angel On My Shoulder
Written by natalie cole and richard marx
I never thought Id ever make it, I cant believe the hell Ive been through
Couldnt see the light at the end of the tunnel, I didnt know what to do
Ive been through the rain, Ive been through the fire
There was something that I never knew
Chorus
I had an angel on my shoulder, with a plan for me divine
Must be an angel on my shoulder, who was right there all the time
(angel, must be an angel) this world can be so cold and so heartless
Its hard to find your way alone, I used to run so fast, no one could catch me
I couldnt find the way back home, but Ive laughed, Ive cried
I almost died, but my broken heart just never knew
Chorus
I had an angel on my shoulder, with a plan for me divine
Got to be an angel on my shoulder, who was right there
Right there all the time, everybody needs someone to cling to
With an unchanging love, I finally found a hand to hold on to
A shelter to run to, now I see hes watching over me
Chorus
(angel on my shoulder, angel) Ive got an (angel on my shoulder)
Angel on my shoulder, with a plan for me divine
Got to be an (angel on my shoulder), angel on my shoulder
Who was right there, right there, right there all the time
Got to be an angel, an angel, an angel, right there all the time
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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In God’s Time
All will happen in God’s time, through God’s will and design,
Overriding some of our desire, with a purpose that is higher.
In His time all shall see, God’s plan and ways are of eternity,
As He uses all times in ways, to prepare us for eternal days.
We focus on things of earth, but His plan is of eternal worth,
Then by His Grace, in His time, that focus becomes sublime.
For this focus, we have the need, to let The Holy Spirit lead,
Helping us in our earthy life, keep our focus on Jesus Christ.
For as we look upon our state, at times it’s truly hard to wait,
With a heart, quiet and still, as we wait on God’s perfect Will.
Confusing a want with a need, can slide our heart into greed,
Grieving the Spirit, Christ sent, to help our hearts be content.
For it was purely in God’s time, in His Love which was divine,
When He sent His Only Son, to Calvary’s Cross for everyone.
Where He would die and bleed, for sinful man’s biggest need;
The salvation of our mortal soul, to make man eternally whole.
All the needs and cares we face, are handled in God’s Grace,
This in the same time and way, God cared for us on that day,
The day He opened a door for us, mere creatures of the dust,
To gain from Him Eternal Life, by simple trust in Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
Design is the method of putting form and content together. Design, just as art, has multiple definitions; there is no single definition. Design can be art. Design can be aesthetics. Design is so simple, that's why it is so complicated.
Sadly Deceived
Today people are sadly deceived, by the issues men have conceived,
Believing theories construed by man, on issues they don’t understand.
Pointing to issues deep in the heart, playing upon fear right at the start,
Warning peoples of peril up ahead, filling hearts with fear and a dread.
Never do they look unto The Creator, Who is earth’s ultimate sustainer,
Not understanding all God ordained, through all ages will be sustained.
Giving God no thought or room, while painting scenarios of utter doom,
Denying The God of all of creation, as they lean on their on inclination.
They don’t understand who’s in control, of all the earth and every soul.
The theories these men fabricate, will not change this world or its fate.
The world created by a Flawless God, reigning above with an iron rod,
Where He laughs and scoffs at men; of the little that they comprehend.
They are big thinkers in their own eyes, but in God’s are far from wise,
Saying all life on earth shall end, because of global warming my friend.
A problem created on the earth by us, simple men created out of dust,
Cannot frustrate the Eternal Plan, of God Who created earth and man.
God doesn’t need man’s puny mind, to critique and change His design.
He needs to prepare for the day; earth is purged in God’s planned way,
By getting on God’s only plan, embracing not earth but the Son of Man.
If they choose never to believe, eternally they’ll remain sadly deceived.
Why Did Death Take You Away?
This year marked the anniversary of your death.
When you first died I couldn't take a breath.
I can't believe you've been gone so long.
It's sad you died at twenty-nine, you were wronged.
I know death is part of life's grand design.
We mourned your death for oh so long, we still morn to this day, but we're resigned.
Death is part of lives great design.
Many think death is divine or of God's design.
So, even though death took you away.
Our love for you is always here to stay.
I still ask; Why did death take you away?
Maybe the answer to that question will never go away.
*This poem is a tribute to my little sister, Tchinina. She died on May 2,2003 at the age of 29.
poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Pondering My Real Home
At home is where I long to be, up in Heaven, through eternity,
Far above the celestial dome, in Heaven, up in my real home,
In that Mansion prepared for me, right beside the Crystal Sea,
Only passing through this place, going home by God's Grace.
I'm currently here in God's design, living life in temporal time,
But, while on this present earth, I experienced a spiritual birth,
Born Again, by The Spirit of God, given direction on this sod,
His new direction and destiny, that points me well into eternity.
Given, by Christ, a new heart, on God's agenda, until I depart,
Working for God here on earth, in His service of eternal worth,
Looking ahead to Heaven friend, as this life comes to an end,
With a beginning beyond this world, in an eternity yet unfurled.
Although I long to be home, still here I remain, yet not to roam,
But to be used in my earthly life, in the service of Jesus Christ,
To be a witness and a herald, of Good News, into all the world,
Sharing God's Truth of salvation, with all men in this generation.
With my journey directed by, my Lord God, Who reigns on high,
Directing my path as He chooses, as my life for Christ He uses,
While longing for home, I impart, God's Gospel, before I depart,
To be with God forevermore, in a home upon that Eternal Shore.
(Copyright ©11/2012)
A View Through Depths Of Creation
stars twinkling in orchestra
of canopy cosmic night skies
light piercing cosmic void
as arrows lit shot across compass
light echoes back light years
100,000 years a galaxy across
spun with wonder twinkling
folding back creative histories
planets circling around perceived
stars science proves abound
life upon planets in votive
harmony sings to creator profound
universal whole expands
upon love design creator’s choice
glowing growing star splendors
strike filament eyes receive rejoice
a journey of mind cosmic proportions
a journey through into depths of creation.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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If I designed a computer with 200 chips, I tried to design it with 150. And then I would try to design it with 100. I just tried to find every trick I could in life to design things real tiny.
quote by Steve Wozniak
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Curmudgeon
I cant hide, no
On the mantle
Im not sad
Until Im home
Its the season
Im all reason
I have seen
All I have grown
Sheared at the seams
Cheat on me
And not seen
At the seams
Im a lender
Im a planter
I put something
In the garden
In the handle
On the mantle
I met santa
I met god
Im a lady
Can you save me?
Its the sulfur
I have grown
tis the season
Im all reason
I have fleas
So run on home
song performed by by Nirvana
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We on Earth have just awakened to the great oceans of space and time from which we have emerged. We are the legacy of 15 billion years of cosmic evolution. We have a choice: We can enhance life and come to know the universe that made us, or we can squander our 15 billion-year heritage in meaningless self-destruction. What happens in the first second of the next cosmic year depends on what we do, here and now, with our intelligence and our knowledge of the cosmos.
quote by Carl Sagan
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Plan of Creation
Life's terms, life's rules.
Rules made up by life,
But not the creator of life.
Life tries to challenge the rules of the creator.
It tries to change the rules of the creator.
But the creator can never be changed.
Nor can His rules.
He should never be challenged.
His wisdom and knowledge is the design.
For I am not the designer.
I am merely a part of the plan.
Of the overall design.
A beautiful creation, by a beautiful creator.
My mind is my cage, my box.
To live outside the box is to be truly free.
The creator's creation is creative.
But I am only a piece of the puzzle.
A puzzle is many pieces, that creates a big picture.
For I am not the big picture,
I am merely just a part of it.
I am not the beginning.
I am not the end.
I am just something in between.
I am stuck in the middle.
And there is no place I would rather be.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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God Must Be A Boogie Man
Words and music by joni mitchell
He is three
Ones in the middle unmoved
Waiting
To show what he sees
To the other two
To the one attacking--so afraid
And the one that keeps trying to love and trust
And getting himself betrayed
In the plan--oh
The divine plan
God must be a boogie man!
Ones so sweet
So overly loving and gentle
He lets people in
To his innermost sacred temple
Blind faith to care
Blind rage to kill
Whyd he let them talk him down
To cheap work and cheap thrills
In the plan--oh
The insulting plan
God must be a boogie man!
Which would it be
Mingus one or two or three
Which one do you think hed want the world to see
Well, world opinions not a lot of help
When a mans only trying to find out
How to feel about himself!
In the plan-oh
The cock-eyed plan
God must be a boogie man!
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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