But those rare souls whose spirit gets magically into the hearts of men, leave behind them something more real and warmly personal than bodily presence, an ineffable and eternal thing. It is everlasting life touching us as something more than a vague, recondite concept. The sound of a great name dies like an echo the splendor of fame fades into nothing but the grace of a fine spirit pervades the places through which it has passed, like the haunting loveliness of mignonette.
quote by James Thurber
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All Our Needs
Our need is more than we know, to live this life and to grow,
As we live our lives for God, while living on this earthly sod.
The need we have is for Him, to guide believers from within,
By the Spirit of Jesus Christ, to guide us through all our life.
In times both good and bad, whether a heart’s joyful or sad,
We need The Lord in all we do, so in all He sees us through.
For it is God who’s always there, to reach anytime in prayer,
To lift to Him care or praise, while He guides all of our days.
Yet, if we’re not conscious of, God’s presence and His love,
God reaches down, to His own, from His Everlasting Throne.
But He wants us to be aware, when laden with a load of care,
That He has unlimited Grace, for every trial that we may face.
The need that man has is great, a need many don’t anticipate,
The need for God, found in all, hearts on earth, big and small.
In life men appear in control, but what about the eternal soul?
It’s that inner part of man, which needs to lean on God’s plan.
This is a need that all must see; one that reaches into eternity,
Man’s salvation from The Lord, is the need to not go ignored.
And as this need is met in Him, the Spirit comes to live within,
To help us with daily needs, as to Heaven our souls He leads.
(Copyright ©04/2008)
How Much Better
I know God and God knows me, how much better could life be,
To know The God of Eternity, The One in control of my destiny,
Having a relationship with His Son, my Lord, as all is said done,
Knowing personally Jesus Christ, God will afford me eternal life.
Knowing the God of creation, He leads you on your destination,
With a path marked out for you, which He shall see you through,
Not alone in this life, instead, He’s planned your path well ahead,
And you’ll be led in this life, by the Great Shepherd Jesus Christ.
The One who’s with us all the way, never leaving us night or day,
When in God’s Spirit, we abide, Christ is there, right by our side,
God’s even near when we stray, as Christ’s Spirit is here to stay,
Dwelling in our hearts endlessly, until that time we reach Eternity.
Knowing there’s nothing we will face, without our Savior’s Grace,
Grace sufficient through anything, knowing Christ is Eternal King,
The One who sustains all we know, goes with us wherever we go,
Whether times are bad or good, He is with us, that’s understood.
Christ from me, shall not depart, as His Spirit dwells in my heart,
And Christ gave His Peace to me, so I could live life abundantly,
As I journey upon life’s byways, God fills me with joy and praise,
Knowing my way, He won’t forget, how much better could it get?
(Copyright ©03/2011)
Before the beginning and after the end
Before the beginning of time and space.
Before the onset of the human race.
He was there, The Triune One
The Father, The Spirit and The Son.
Before photonic light began to sparkle.
Before the first sub atomic particle.
He was there, The Almighty One
The Father, The Spirit and The Son.
Before the material universe began.
Before the footsteps of the first man.
He was there, The Omnipresent One
The Father, The Spirit and The Son.
After all material things cease to be
and photonic light fades into history.
He will be there, The Omniscient One
The Father, The Spirit and The Son.
From everlasting to everlasting.
All things surpassing and outlasting
For He is The Omnipotent One
The Father, The Spirit and The Son.
They’re Both Very Real
Hell dear friend, is a very real place, one with an eternal destination,
There you’ll never see God’s face, but, from Him, a total separation,
Where you find an absence of Grace, for you rejected His salvation,
That way of minds spiritually abase; darkened souls of every nation.
Heaven friend, is the opposite side, for all who trust in Jesus Christ,
When every soul, although they died, enter with God into eternal life,
For The Lamb of God was crucified, to become for all His Sacrifice,
And “It is Finished” Christ had cried, when for men He paid the price.
The testimony of Jesus’ own voice, is Eternal Life to us God giveth,
So today it becomes our choice, to be made before our last breath,
One to eternally weep, or to rejoice, as we enter eternal life or death,
When we listen to The Spirit’s voice, God gives to us Eternal Breath.
These places are not of man’s design, and both friend, are truly real,
The duration of both, is eternal in time, which is why to men I appeal,
And don’t look to reason or rhyme, on how they both make you feel,
In faith, just believe to step in line, and God can give to you His zeal.
Friend, every eye shall one day see, regardless of what they believe,
In Heaven or Hell, for all of Eternity, is what their belief shall achieve,
Hell is where Satan wants all to be, as souls he continues to deceive,
But Heaven is ours through Calvary, when in Christ we simply believe.
(Copyright ©10/2009)
Changing Hearts
Hard hearts of the human race, desperately in need of God’s Grace,
Not compelled by God’s Truth at all, from being tainted by man’s fall.
The natural mind cannot conceive, Truths from God that we believe,
They don’t look beyond the earth, never experiencing a spiritual birth.
It’s Christ’s Spirit who opens eyes, of those men believed to be wise,
Spiritually blinded by God’s enemy, who preys on hearts relentlessly.
Causing those who are spiritually blind, to close both heart and mind,
To the Eternal things of God above, causing them to refuse His Love.
The Spirit sheds light upon the dark, opening up their mind and heart,
God frees men from earthly creeds, directing hearts to eternal needs.
Through the Spirit of Jesus Christ, some begin reflecting on their life,
Where they will be when life is done, if they finish without God’s Son.
The Christ who came to earth to die, to give life meaning to you and I,
And give a Hope to all who believe; lead by The Spirit they do receive.
Christ leaves it up to men to herald, The Eternal Truth to all the world,
With The Holy Spirit far in the lead, helping many to hear and to heed.
The Holy Spirit truly changes men, in ways that we can’t comprehend,
Even the most darkened of hearts, is moved by Truth that He imparts.
They believe and become born again, to live their lives as Godly men,
Being born anew, from God above, they spiritually grow in God’s Love.
The fellowship of our life
We live in the Spirit,
In the Spirit also we walk
When He holds our hand
And guides us every step of the way...
How beautiful is this God of ours
Who can teach His children to walk...
We are circumcised inside
Without hands
With the fellowship of our life
With this love from God
Flowing so smoothly
By the grace of Christ
Flowing continuously
In the spirit of our being
For the eternity of our souls..
The circumcision of Christ
Having been buried with Him in baptism...
We walk in the light
As He is in the light,
We have fellowship with one another,
And the blood of Jesus
Cleansing us from all sin
We are in the light of our Lord
The true and eternal light,
Which illuminates and sanctifies
Transforming our inner-self
With these Earthly things
So less important
And sometimes
So necessary for purification
He is the Light
And we need to be baptized
For receiving the gifts of the Holy Spirit
And the apostles teaching and fellowship
That fellowship of life
Like a river that springs from God
From His throne of love,
More exactly
By the grace of Christ
When the externalized love
Becomes grace.
The Father's love which flows outward
Through our Christ
Entering into our souls
When we feel so infused
With the sanctifying grace
Understanding that
The kingdom of our Lord is within us
For having love
For having life
For having light
For being with Him
When we begin
To think
And to know Him better....
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Chase Up Your Love
Chase up your love when you fall apart
For silly reasons do not neglect your love
Both of you'll wait for love to rerun back
But love never again will come
Don't you know that love gets tired
Don't you know that the love is like a fire
Once it burns higher
Once it slows down turns to ashes
Once it comes out the darkness to light up our world
When the fear and greed takes away lovers peace
Love fades away
Love survives at the souls who are purified with silence of the peace
Love is like the sun that shines at the winter time
And somehow fades away in a while
Some's love fades away just in whiles
Some's love lasts a lifetime
No matter together or apart real love never dies
The real love is hard to be found
Chase it while you can
Hug it so tight and that moment you'll fine out how much you're suffering without
Lovers are not honest even with their selves to confess their love
For some to be in love is a shame or sigh of weakness
Those who don't have the courage to confess their love
For me they don't have the ability as well as they don't deserve to walk at the roads of love
The Love emotions are the greatest ones that we've ever got
The most adorable feeling that leads us to journey of sacrifice
Those who scare to love they never can take a part at the journey of sacrifice
The journey of love is for brave hearts
To be in love needs a big heart
Filled with greatness of love
Purified with forgiveness
Enriched with patience and the mercy of God
Do not act like coward hold on to the love
In love there's no place for pride when two hearts becomes one
Nor for hate neither for revenge
The love emotions are pure, dear and rare
Once the love is gone its too hard to be found
There are things in life meets us just once as the love does
Once it enters our lives like a insect covers with its strings everywhere
And when its gone to deserted places turn our lives.
There the life stops.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Where Love Glows
Where love glows warmly from within,
God's Spirit's welcomed there,
Such that each heart can turn from sin
And shine beyond compare...
For love glows like a furnace flame,
It brings both heat and light
And those who love can't stay the same,
For they must do what's right.
It like their hearts are filled with love,
With Christmas joys and more!
God's gifts and grace will prove enough
For those who would stay pure...
Consider rainbows in the sky
That cast dark clouds away!
Or dazzling dolphins leaping high
To celebrate each day!
Where love glows warmly from within,
It melts away the past,
Such that each lives new souls to win
Till Heaven comes at last...
Let God's love kindle broken hearts,
Reborn to live anew...
For truly that's when beauty starts,
With words like, 'I love you! '
poem by Denis Martindale
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Junior Moon
My son, my son
Now what have you done?
Underage boozin'
You said you don't drink
I enjoy your free spirit
Not when you don't think
From one alcoholic
To one just off to the races
Pace yourself
Evil tracks leave open spaces
My hope for you
Is to be a better man than me
Listen to my message
I now must bring
Accept my spirit and
Start to sing
One day at a time
You can learn
The things in life
I should have grasped
Faith, hope and everlasting
LOVE
Deliberately
Yearni ng
Patiently
For the great spirit
Up above
poem by Matt Mondschein
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An Arsenal of Spiritual Dynamite
i come to bow my soul, kneel upon your mighty name, the
light that illuminates my spirit, beyond other power on earth
and in the heaven who brings me to the eternal Father, my
immortal Adonai, the one who is and pre-existed in name,
exalted amongst angels and saints in heaven and in earth
you are my Redeemer; please redeem me, for you are the
fullness of thy body; come bow down my soul, kneel upon
your great altar of mercy. live and leads my sole spirit to
your kingdom, where everything comes to exist and end to
your salvation of peace amongst earthly moulds, oh! my
immortal soul, rejoice thy eternal dimension of saints and
angels
you are my Redeemer; please redeem me, for you are
fullness of the eternal grace, You are my mind, bring me
forth to the fortress, of your heavenly kingdom, my
completeness belongs only to you take me Lord, where you
reign forever, for you are my repose, and give me the perfect
gift that cannot be grasped by any living being in this time
give me Lord, the wisdom to understand, the authority when
i ask; to heal and cleanse my body, through Jesus Christ, the
name above every name and redeemer of my eternal light soul
and spirit, the begotten son of the Father, who is the first born
of the Pleroma of grace
as i invoke, in Jesus name, grant thy humble human heart
to see and anchor my ears in your precious blood, let my faith
and hope lives in your everlasting life, and my spirit be in your
arm; place me, in your beloved elect and thy blessed greatness
of your love, may the psychic God, of the universe, grant me the
wonderful mystery of your heavenly kingdom
may the faith of your humble servant to be in you in all your
greatness and power, and may your glory, praise and wisdom
lives in our souls and spirit forever and ever, Amen
poem by Antonio Liao
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Haunting
(carly simon)
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
Like an echo in the wind leaves, unreconciled -
Waiting to be picked up and bounced down again on
Listeners ears
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And I cant sleep easy
cause Im afraid of dreaming
And then the memory of the dream
Theres always someone haunting someone
Haunting someone
Haunting someone
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Passage
In a great hall
flag draped a coffin stands.
Now at final rest
the great warrior lay.
With rising to setting sun
all through the day.
From every walk of life
his beloved public filed past.
The youngest to the most senior.
Dearest friend to complete stranger
Dignitary to the least known.
All came to bid this one adieu.
Stifled sob an abrupt cough
Sounds of mourning echo.
Shuffling feet passing
A whispered good bye prayer.
Now the hall is silent.
Deserted
save his honor guard.
Standing a faithful watch.
Deserted?
Only by the living.
Replaced by spirit throng
to escort this warrior home.
Defiant Viking King
stately armored knight.
Somber desert Sultan
mysterious far east Emperor.
Unseen but their presence sensed.
Leagues of warriors past.
Leaving their places in history
parade from misty shadows.
Legions line an avenue
that leads to eternal grace.
The one who sleeps now forever.
Soul and spirit have traveled on.
Mortals who remain behind.
Commit but a symbol
to a place of honor.
In remembrance for all time.
poem by Kurt Hearth
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The five of Pentecost - to Marsilio Ficino
Sometimes you spell it out for us:
God’s earth – the matter of the universe,
holding without form at first,
all God’s love, grace, mercy, pardon,
as our earth which was yet to nourish;
God’s water – as His love,
flowing now; now binding hearts together;
baptizing with His grace;
God’s fire – that warms, consumes,
shines as the beauty of His blessing;
a light so bright, we cannot see His form..
What then, would you say
of God’s own air? That holy spirit,
that blows His grace as blow it will;
breathes through His boundless space
upon the souls in their own upper air;
And what then of God’s fifth element –
the ether, humming His vibrations?
what of the sound of God?
what may we listen to, or sound, of Him?
The upper room
of house, of soul;
a rushing, mighty wind
whose sound blew through their lives
with many voices; tongues of flame
around their heads;
and as much spirit, love, and grace,
and as much nourishment and daily bread
as man to man;
as soul to soul;
as godself to godself;
perhaps, as John said,
remembering that Pentecost -
one word.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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So Many Need The Lord
There're so many who need The Lord, a truth by some that is ignored,
Even by those who claim to be, bought through the Blood of Calvary,
By God, for a purpose and a plan; to reach for The Savior every man,
From every tribe, tongue and nation, with the truth of God's Salvation.
We've been saved for a mission, to be part of The Great Commission,
Commissioned by Jesus, Himself, to be his witness, not live in stealth.
To live with God's purpose in mind, as we leave earthly desires behind,
As we live in the world for Christ, willing to be for Him a living sacrifice.
Each and every believer knows, this Age of Grace will come to a close,
The time is surely drawing near, when Jesus Christ says 'come up here',
When that trumpet sounds for us, everyone, who truly belong to Jesus,
Taking us from this earth we roam, to be with our Lord in our real home.
This Blessed Hope, we must share, as there may be little time to spare,
This, with many a family and friend, those who aren't ready for the end,
We need urgency and God's zeal, as the time and God's Truth are real,
That only true believers, in Jesus Christ, have that Hope of Eternal Life.
We must ask God to open each heart, so God's Holy Spirit can impart,
God's Truth as The Spirit works in us, believers who know Christ Jesus,
This, as we follow The Spirit's lead, speaking to those, who are in need,
Of the saving Hope in Jesus Christ, that they too, can enter Eternal Life.
Gothic Wuthering Heights In Ghost Nights
Gothic souls roam
eternal moors spirit
passion birth land
beauty etched
in tempest mist
weathered soul banshee land
wind etched
into trees our youth love bent
into passions land
heather hues red
yellow green mist
purple blue moor moves land
skies cloud lit
dying red crimson yellow soul
rainstorm bound
wild places silent
haunting soul
music is centuries echo in ghost land
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Song Within Me
There lives a Song within me
There exists a melody in me
I am pregnant of a special Song
This Song energizes my soul
The echo is eternal
Many hears Him
Few believe His lyrics
Few elects enjoy listening to Him
The sound is sonorous
The percussion is melodious
He is unique and distinct
The lines are not composed by man
But divinely arranged
To bring succour to the hopeless
This Song is the eternal Rock
Mountains are thrashed by my Song
Boisterous storms are quietened by my Song
He enlivens my spirit
He is an everlasting Song
Who ever does not know this Song
Is bereft of the incandescent Light
Without the Song
Life is unsung
So, join me to sing my Song
My Song is Jesus Christ.
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Extending God’s Unending Grace
By the world we’ll be denied, but God, our Lord, will provide,
Grace to every one of us, who knows The Lord, Christ Jesus.
Saved from sin, once defiled, we stand anew as God’s child,
And by the Grace He’s supplied, in God’s Truth we can abide.
Now as God’s child and an heir, God’s Grace we are to share,
With men who may not know, God above, who loves them so,
And sent His Son, in their place, all supplied, by God’s Grace.
That they also, may believe, and from God, His Grace receive.
Simply reflect where we’re from, and how far we’ve truly come,
As we have lived our new life, through the very Grace of Christ,
Of God’s Grace, we can infer, The Lord met us, where we were,
But He’d leave us not the same, by the power of Christ’s Name.
God has done so much for us, when in Christ we place all trust,
Forgiving us of all our sin, then sending His Spirit to live within,
Paying for all of us sin’s full price, and granting us Eternal Life,
Then seating us in Heaven above, afforded by Grace and Love.
As God’s Spirit moves our heart, His love to all we must impart,
By God’s Grace we can afford, to extend that Love of our Lord,
For unending is God’s supply, of grace bestowed on you and I,
As we extend to every nation, God’s love for all in His salvation.
(Copyright ©03/2010)
Spirit Of America
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
The bonneville salt flats had seen some strange things
But the strangest thing yet was a jet without wings
Once as a jet it played in the stars
But now on the ground its the king of our cars
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
An airplane an auto now famous worldwide
The spirit of america, the name on the side
The man who would drive her craig breedlove by name
A daring young man played a dangerous game
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
With a j-47, a jet for his power
Craig breedlove had averaged four-o-seven per hour
Both man and machine had given fair warn
Theyd set a new record on that warm august morn.
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Relying On The Holy Spirit
The Holy Spirit is enough for me, as I’ve been sealed for eternity,
Sealed, by The Spirit of Christ, with His guarantee of Eternal Life;
The Spirit, the only teacher I need, as Truth, He helps me to heed,
Guiding me through all my days, for Christ’s Glory and His Praise.
For The Spirit opened my eyes, to discern Truth from Satan’s lies,
Teaching me the Ways of God, while led by Christ’s staff and rod,
Growing in His Truth and Love, assisted by His Spirit, from above,
Teaching me God’s Truth day to day, as I travel life’s Narrow Way.
It’s the work of God’s Holy Spirit, to shed light on Truth as I hear it,
Revealing Truths, that I never heard, from God’s Holy, Living Word.
From The Truth, revealed to men, by God’s Spirit, I am Born Again,
Believing in Christ and Him alone, I became one of God’s very own.
As God’s Spirit led me to believe, The Truth of God I would receive,
Believing the Saving Truth of Christ, I received in the Spirit New Life,
And at that very time and place, my life was changed, by His Grace,
Never again would it be the same; all by the power of Christ’s Name.
It is in Christ, that I now abide, through The Spirit, Who dwells inside,
And in God’s Spirit, I fully rely, in the same power from God on high,
Sent to comfort Children of God, while they journey this earthly sod,
Who will also, soon snatch us away, to Heaven on that Glorious day.
(Copyright ©06/2010)
Space And Dread and The Dark
Space and dread and the dark -
Over a livid stretch of sky
Cloud-monsters crawling, like a funeral train
Of huge, primeval presences
Stooping beneath the weight
Of some enormous, rudimentary grief;
While in the haunting loneliness
The far sea waits and wanders with a sound
As of the trailing skirts of Destiny,
Passing unseen
To some immitigable end
With her grey henchman, Death.
What larve, what spectre is this
Thrilling the wilderness to life
As with the bodily shape of Fear?
What but a desperate sense,
A strong foreboding of those dim
Interminable continents, forlorn
And many-silenced, in a dusk
Inviolable utterly, and dead
As the poor dead it huddles and swarms and styes
In hugger-mugger through eternity?
Life--life--let there be life!
Better a thousand times the roaring hours
When wave and wind,
Like the Arch-Murderer in flight
From the Avenger at his heel,
Storm through the desolate fastnesses
And wild waste places of the world!
Life--give me life until the end,
That at the very top of being,
The battle-spirit shouting in my blood,
Out of the reddest hell of the fight
I may be snatched and flung
Into the everlasting lull,
The immortal, incommunicable dream.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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