The Christian faith can never be separated from the soil of sacred events, from the choice made by God, who wanted to speak to us, to become man, to die and rise again, in a particular place and at a particular time.
quote by Joseph Ratzinger
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I Shall Speak
I shall speak of rivers
and I shall speak of streams,
And I shall speak of how they flow
and seep into my dreams.
All the waters pure and clean
purify my thought.
I think how marvelous that I've seen
that which can't be bought.
I shall speak of hillsides
and mountains as they rise.
And I shall speak of how they look
and brighten up my eyes.
All the rises grand or small
expand just how I feel.
I think how wonderful that I've known
what no one can conceal.
I shall speak of beauty
and I shall speak of love.
And I shall speak of how they mix
and take me far above
the ordinary happenings
and events that fill my day.
I think how fortunate I have been
when my breath was taken away.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Separated
She can't love you anymore
Coz you killed her once before
And everything that you trust
Separated
Soon your world starts to fall
Then all your luck you lost it all
Through this time you went your way
Everything changes day by day
Free yourself from the pain
Live your life you jumped the train
I never wanted to see you fall
I always wanted to please you all
You can't love her it's the end
Coz she'll kill you once again
And everything that you loved
Separated
Soon you'll realize it's the time
Find yourself when hearts collide
And maybe things weren't meant
A life alone is a life well spent
Free yourself from the pain
Live your life you jumped the train
I never wanted to see you fall
I always wanted to please you all
I never wanted to see you fall
I always wanted to please you all
Or see you die again
I never wanted this to be the end
song performed by by Near Miss from The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies
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I'd made my choice
What the hell is it with you?
I had made my choice to go.
And once again you saved me.
I wanted to die.
To bring a means to an end.
I just want to die.
Why can't you see its for the best?
Just let me go.
If I am dead.
You will no longer be burdened.
I've now made my choice.
I am about to try again soon.
If you should find me,
Don't save let me go.
For this is the choice I have made.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Soil Is A Soul Of Life
Soil what is soil Lord?
soil is life seed
soil is a living organism
soil is a loom
from which you were made
dust you were dust you will be
Soil what is soil Scientist?
soil is a critical
part
of an ecosystem
soil provides
important nutrients
for plants in
an ecosystem
soil helps
anchor
plants
to keep
plants
in place
soil absorbs
holds water
for plants
soil absorbs
holds water
for animals
lakes rivers
to use
soil provides
a home
for many species
lots of living
organisms
soil
regenerates life
dust you were dust you will be
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Life is maze
Life path is made of a net work;
One makes a choice at each fork.
Forks are frequent; so are choices.
Some are vital, some trivial.
Choices are made impulsively;
Choices are made instantly;
Choices are made by habit,
Experience, knowledge and faith.
Between pain and pleasure,
Between hedonism and virtues
And between power and possession,
Everyone’s life oscillates.
It is nothing but a sea saw.
Not every choice would click,
However best it appeared.
Your progress is not sure.
Life is maze not made by you.
The success and the failure
Are incidental and accidental.
No choice other than making choice.
13.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Do You Believe In God?
The Universe unfolds each day, God's map for lost Mankind,
Yet to the sun and moon some pray with faith that's oh so blind.
The Universe holds secrets still, alignments in the stars,
Perhaps one day we'll get a thrill from Jupiter and Mars.
The Universe sends forth its sounds like Morse Code from above,
But even while noise does the rounds, there's not one word of love.
The Universe has stars to spare and yet what are these worth?
So I believe it's best to care about what's here on Earth.
This Sacred Earth is where Christ trod as He preached to and fro
And where He led the lost to God... and bled... His love to show...
This Sacred Earth stores memories of Calvary and more,
Of Israel and God's prophecies fulfilled and yet in store.
This Sacred Earth still spins in space awaiting Christ's return...
For miracles that must take place and lessons Man must learn.
This Sacred Earth obeys God's Laws - it's us God must forgive.
Faith's choice is mine and also yours. Christ died that we might live.
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2011.
poem by Denis Martindale
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While I am the one who made the choice to enter the ministry, there was a choice before that one, the choice God made in calling me to be his in the first place.
quote by James Green Somerville
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You are gone, gone from my life
You are gone, gone from my life
and with time I should have known
that things were petering out
but although destiny had its impact
my career was falling apart,
I still had this absurd hope
that somehow our love was stronger,
stronger than the events of life
and at a time I was totally disarmed
by your gentleness
and now realise that somehow
I should have foreknown
that things would end
the way they did
and maybe the demonic gods
are laughing at me now
with their dim world view,
but the almighty Lord walks on my side
and few things remain in the world
that I once wanted with you
and also maybe absurdly
I am waiting on a new morning
when my star will rise again,
will shine against all adversity
and I am trying to have faith and hope.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Son Of The Soil
Black, strong tatooed by the sun.
He toils and never tires.
He is the son of the soil.
Forget all these fake wana be's! You see today
wanting to be everything they see on tv.
he is the Son of the soil, raised up in the language of the ancetrals.
Taught to hunter and respect the traditions.
Raised up in the secret sacred things of the land.
Spilt his blood in the soil at the riverside at the age of 13.
He knew where his destiny lay at the age of 16.
Had his first encounter at 18.
She was a true daughter of the soil breed well by the women of the land.
Son of the soil taught by the elders the ways of women.
Son of the soil, taught by nature the way to survive.
Son of the soil, taught to endure by the woman he shares his purity with.
Son of the soil,
arise and toil for your destiny calls.
Toil to protect the weak,
to safeguard the rites,
to up root all menace and vallians from the west.
Son of the soil its your time to stand and be heard.
poem by Tigana Chileshe
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Atheism Is Not...
people who do not
happen to profess
to or believe in the truth
of the true Christian faith
people who do not
happen to profess
to or believe in the truth
of Islam Hinduism Buddhism
people who do not
believe there is a God or gods
people who have no religion
people who have no religious beliefs
atheism is not a religion
atheism is not an ideology
atheism is not a philosophy
atheism is not a belief system
atheism is not a creed
atheism is not a world view
atheism is simply not believing
God gave freedom of choice
Atheists have made their choice
their choice is a God given right
their God given right to choose
let each leave others in blessed peace
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Why This World Exists (In Answer To Louis Esterhuizen)
From the moment that I could think
I was wondering why this world does exist,
man is born in a place
where everything goes to destruction and decay?
What kind of God creates a place
where there is pain, suffering and hardship
where catastrophe at times hit mercilessly
as if every thing is going into damnation and darkness?
Some faiths believe that man
reincarnates over and over,
to in the end become part of a god,
have got to live though this desolation time and again.
Only the Christian faith declares
why our world is in this state,
about a almighty God who comes, to take up man’s guilt
with a salvation plan and how its going to end.
If you read the holy Bible carefully,
it’s clear that Lucifer was created perfectly,
that out of his own will he wanted to be equal to God,
he wanted to stop worshipping God.
When he broke the law
he created the biggest crisis in the universe
persuading other angels to act in rebellion,
where Michael (who is like God)
and his angels defended the heaven.
At that moment God could have wiped out Lucifer
and his followers instantaneously
but then everyone would serve Him out of fear and not out of love
and his Godly character did not even consider that possibility
whereupon He made a plan to solve this problem eternally.
God exists from eternity and is without a beginning,
through Jesus Christ, God created the world, by His own hands formed man
in the image of God and blew into him the breath of life,
He created man as two sexes, as man and woman.
Man was instructed to multiply,
to bring forth a own life in his image, to bring forth children,
to rule over the earth, the animals, birds and fishes
and everything was perfect in the whole earth, in every single thing.
It was then that God started the thing called time,
determining a period of time in which sin has got to abate,
where man as ruler had to lie down laws,
had to eat from the fruit of the earth,
proving to the universe that God is only love,
that dominion demands just laws,
going to the meaning
that the creation came from love.
No angels have ever been ordered to multiply
or to reign, Satan wanted to rule,
wanted to receive worship and become a god,
used his opportunity to lead man into darkness
saying in deception as he still does, that man will get knowledge
will become like God and will not die
and man had then lost his glory
(so as if the master of darkness could bring light)
and in free will man chose,
where his choice had an impact on everything,
even cursing his descendants to a damned world
but God came to place Himself in man’s place
and many people believe that I am only telling a myth here,
but my almighty Lord Jesus Christ lives.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The maid-servant
My poverty made me fall in love with a good maid-servant
I wanted to marry her but my family didn't grant
They separated us and confined me in a room
But still she wanted me as her beloved bridegroom
I had neither cell phone nor internet
I was unemployed and like a poor pet
One day she said to them I called her over phone
That made me annoyed and made me like a stone
She told them the lie to make them realize
She is my love she is apple of my eyes
Then my dad beat me up with his slipper
But still I dream of her as my lover
poem by Asif Andalib
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Not To Make Choice
It will be unwise not to make choice
If so, then you will have no voice
Things may go from good to bad
Events may turn in disfavor to make you sad
Choice can’t be wrong
As they are not meant to be cheap song
They are to be made out of compulsion
Merely to stand fast against the confusion
You have choice when things are lying in abundance
You have all means to enjoy it at once
You are blessed with all fortune
Things move in favor with fine tune
The choice disappears as soon as time runs out
All worries and troubles may surface to worry about
You will be pushed in the corner to think seriously
The attack will be from all sides continuously
Choice is for the rich and not poor
They will be shunted from door to door
No one may land sympathetic ear
You may suffer endlessly for years
The sufferer may have no choice
As he has to surrender and fulfill the promises
That he will abide by all conditions
Suppress all views and no more ignitions
Only brave people can make choice
Rest all may die daily with threat of demise
They can do nothing amidst constant threat
The choice may be hardly considered great
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not At Peace
It will be unwise not to make choice
If so, then you will have no voice
Things may go from good to bad
Events may turn in disfavor to make you sad
Choice can’t be wrong
As they are not meant to be cheap song
They are to be made out of compulsion
Merely to stand fast against the confusion
You have choice when things are lying in abundance
You have all means to enjoy it at once
You are blessed with all fortune
Things move in favor with fine tune
The choice disappears as soon as time runs out
All worries and troubles may surface to worry about
You will be pushed in the corner to think seriously
The attack will be from all sides continuously
Choice is for the rich and not poor
They will be shunted from door to door
No one may land sympathetic ear
You may suffer endlessly for years
The sufferer may have no choice
As he has to surrender and fulfill the promises
That he will abide by all conditions
Suppress all views and no more ignitions
Only brave people can make choice
Rest all may die daily with threat of demise
They can do nothing amidst constant threat
The choice may be hardly considered great
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Self-Determination
I will spring the closing trap
And jump the disappearing train
Shaking loose the dust of time
And distortions from my brain
I will dip my legs and toes
In rushing tides of history
And in the shallow lakes and pools
That hide the deeper mystery
I will punch a hole of light
With my tightly-wound brave fist
Through the walls that rise into
The hollows of the gathering mist
I will touch the soft damp soil
That once was witness to my birth
And pour the vials of sacred oil
Upon my father's native earth
I will place a smooth round stone
On my late wife's burial mound
And would be more widely known
Before I'm scattered on the ground
I cannot be long constrained
By mere shyness of the will
It is time for me to write
A self-determined codicil
As the sun touches the east
And the storm clouds lift again
I resolve to speak my truth
With a voice and song unchained.
poem by Frank Bana
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I Wanted to Die but You Saved Me
I really wanted to die.
Honestly I did.
But you saved me yet again.
Why wont you let me go?
I really really wanted to die.
I wanted out of this world.
But still you save me.
You force me to live.
Im really angry with you.
Im madder than mad.
Please just let me go.
I hate this life of mine.
I made my choice to die.
I wanted to go.
But you saved me.
Why cant you see?
Im in pain.
I can not stay
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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There's A Place In Hell For Me And My Friends
There is a place
Reserved
For me and my friends
And when we go
We all will go
So you see
I'm never alone
There is a place
With a bit more time
And a few more
Gentler words
And looking back
We will forgive
(We had no choice
We always did)
All that we hope
Is when we go
Our skin
And our blood
And our bones
Don't get in your way
Making you ill
The way they did
When we lived
Oh, there is a place
A place in hell
Reserved
For me and my friends
And if ever I
Just wanted to cry
Then I will
Because I can
song performed by by Morrissey
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Theres A Place In Hell For Me & My Friends
There is a place
Reserved
For me and my friends
And when we go
We all will go
So you see
Im never alone
There is a place
With a bit more time
And a few more
Gentler words
And looking back
We will forgive
(we had no choice
We always did)
All that we hope
Is when we go
Our skin
And our blood
And our bones
Dont get in your way
Making you ill
The way they did
When we lived
Oh, there is a place
A place in hell
Reserved
For me and my friends
And if ever i
Just wanted to cry
Then I will
Because I can
song performed by by Morrissey
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Waiting For Your Love
Hands, dont let her go, cause then the midnight icy winds will blow
Eyes, give every drop, this aint the way that shouldve made her stop
Arms, just let her know, no one fills the place she used to grow
Smile, dont leave me now, cos youre the reason shes here anyhow
Words, be gentle when you speak into her heart
cos if it breaks, she may not come again
Chorus:
Ive been waitin for your love and its been here all the time
Right in front of me
Ive been sittin, waitin for your love, and all the time its been here
Right in front of me
Look, forget your pride, she might kiss as youre like even tide
Song, be in her heart, especially when were apart
Love, be by my side, cos if she leaves there aint no place to hide
Soul, be with her now, cos youre the first one she knew anyhow
Words, be gentle when you speak into her heart
cos if it breaks, she may not come again
Chorus
(instrumental break)
Words be gentle when you speak into her heart
cos if it breaks, she may not come again
Ive been sittin, waitin for your love, and all the time its been here
Right in front of me
Draw the line, Ill step across, even further I give in, you got me, yeah
Ive been sittin, waitin for your love, and all the time its been here
Right in front of me, yeah
Just separated by ten thousand miles, youre not alone, girl you got me, yeah
Guess I neednt tell you that Im not around, Im inside, you got me, yeah
Ive been waitin for your love, its been here all the time
Right in front of me
song performed by by Toto
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Grateful One
I do not wonder why,
Things are the way they are.
They are the way they are!
And I don't wonder why.
I do not sit with wishes,
That events could turn out differently.
Or reminisce in 'what ifs'...
Of 'that' which should have been done.
Especially if I've been empowered,
To pursue a choice that has been made.
With regrets I should have left alone...
Like some frozen in a time zone!
I have known for quite some time...
Whatever happiness I have,
Is happiness that is mine!
And I don't wonder why that is!
It 'is' as it is.
And I am the grateful one!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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