Daily Archives April 1, 2015

Quote

\”If a man does his best, what else is there?\”

PRISON WALLS

I\’m in prison
jail, incarcerated
No, not with three brick
walls and one
of iron bars
but prison nevertheless
I can walk around, go where I want
I could travel the world
You can\’t see the walls
and you don\’t have to sign in
to see me, or get frisked
for security reasons
But I\’m still in prison
the prison of the mind
I know the dimensions
yes I\’ve paced it off
God, I\’ve been here long enough
The walls are high and strong
but not made of anything
that man can physically breakthrough
they\’re made of fear and betrayal
My cell is cluttered, furnished with
anger, hate, responsibility, unrequited love,
lack of trust, but the need to belong
fights against the need to be free
the need to be me
Oh, I can see the outside world
through my small window
and sometimes what I see makes
me feel safe ...

Be Encouraged

A minister passing through his church in the middle of the day, decided to pause by the altar and see who had come to pray. Just then the back door opened, a man came down the aisle. The minister frowned as he saw the man hadn?t shaved in a while. His shirt was kinda? shabby and his coat was worn and frayed. The man knelt, he bowed his head, then rose and walked away.

In the days that followed, each noon time came this chap, each time he knelt just for a moment, a lunch pail in his lap. Well, the minister?s suspicions grew, with robbery a main fear, He decided to stop the man and ask him, ?Watcha? doin? here??

The old man said, he worked down the road. Lunch was half an hour. Lunchtime was his prayer time, for finding strength and power...

Christian Alphabet

A lthough things are not perfect
B ecause of trial or pain
C ontinue in thanksgiving
D o not begin to blame.
E ven when the times are hard
F ierce winds are bound to blow
G od is forever able
H old on to what you know.
I magine life without His love
J oy would cease to be
K eep thanking Him for all the things
L ove imparts to thee.
M ove out of \”Camp Complaining\”
N o weapon that is known
O n earth can yield the power
P raise can do alone.
Q uit looking at the future
R edeem the time at hand
S tart every day with worship
T o \”thank\” is a command.
U ntil we see Him coming
V ictorious in the sky
W e\’ll run the race with gratitude
X alting God most high.
Y es, there will be good times and yes some will be bad, but…
Z ion waits in glory…where none are ever sad!

\”Too blessed to be stresse...

The Journey

One day you finally knew
What you had to do, and began
Though the voices around you
Kept shouting
Their bad advice –
Though the whole house
Began to tremble
And you felt the old tug
At your ankles \”Mend my life!\”
Each voice cried.
But you didn\’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
Though the wind pried
With its stiff fingers
At the very foundations,
Though their melancholy
Was terrible.
It was already late
Enough, and a wild night,
And the road full of fallen stones.
But little by little,
As you left their voices behind,
The stars began to burn
Through the sheets of clouds,
And there was a new voice,
Which you slowly recognized as your own,
That kept you company
As you strode deeper and deeper
Into the world,
Determined to do
The only thing you could do –
Determined to save
The only life...