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During darkness, there is light
During weakness, there is might

During suffering, there is peace
During anger, there is release

During worry, there is thought
During sorrow, change is wrought

During destruction, there is building
During breaking, there is moulding

During chaos, there is meaning
During tears, there is weaning

During despair, there is yearning
During error, there is learning

During poverty, there is wealth
During sickness, we find health

During disaster, there is always hope
During all things, with Him we will cope

During this world, He looks down from above
During all our mistakes, there is God and God is Love

An atheist was taking a walk through the woods, admiring all that naturalism and evolution had created. “What majestic trees! What powerful rivers! What beautiful animals!”, he said to himself. As he was walking alongside the river he heard a rustling in the bushes behind.

As he turned to look, he saw a 7-foot grizzly charge towards him. He ran as fast as he could up the path. He looked over his shoulder and saw that the bear was closing in on him. He tried to run even faster, so scared that tears were coming to his eyes. He looked over his shoulder again and the bear was even closer. His heart was pumping frantically as he tried to run even faster, but he tripped and fell on the ground.

He rolled over to pick himself up and saw the bear right on top of him raising his paw to…

Before the beginning, things had begun
Before there were hands, work was done

Before there was time, the clock was ticking
Before there were feet, He was there walking

Before there were mouths, words were spoken
Before there were rules, laws were broken

Before there was air, breath was exhaled
Before there was wood, hands had been nailed

Before there were faces, beauty was clean
Before there were eyes, things were seen

Before there was life, there was worth
Before conception, man was birthed

Before there was sleep, man was woken
Before there was movement, wheels were in motion

Before there were questions, the answers were known
Before there was light, brightness had shone

Before the end, the finish had come
Before the fight, the battle was won

Before man, was the son of man
Before everything, I AM

Truth is missing from your words
You argue about the future
And you are both wrong
You talk like he has life outside you, when it is both of you who are in control
But without me; that is why you stumble
You need to listen
The future has room for everyone but he must be instructed through me
You must listen; I will help you
I made you so that you could hear the future
Through my wisdom you can understand
But now you don’t listen
You can’t hear because your ears are full of money
And you can’t see because your foresight is blind
Blinded by the love of your own reflection
Listen to me
I am the Way; I am the shape of all good things
The future does what you say
And I will help you speak the language that brings Life
So walk with me…

I told you
The future doesn’t hate
The future loves, he has always loved me
He knows me, knows my heart
He knows my favourite song
Everyday he invents new ways to play it for me
He has always been my friend since before I can remember
Constantly he meets me, bringing new joy
When I wake, I see him again each day
Always smiling, always loving
I look at him with ease
I am full

Once the future had been my friend
He had promised me many things
But that changed long ago
Now he hates me
Day by day he eats my life and leaves me empty
I did nothing, it was he that moved
Moved from a friend to an enemy
An enemy bent on revenge
If only I knew what I had done
What I had done to make him hate me
Then I could apologise
I would make things new
We could be meeting again every day, with joy
Not like now
Now, I can’t look at him
My face is always to the floor
I am always looking down
I am empty

We live in a world of many options
We have minds full of thoughts and many different notions
Dreaming of future vocations, making relations
Living life to the max and retiring with a pension

But what does life consist of; what’s your true perception
How about a nice house and 2 or 3 vacations
Buy a car, play golf, work hard and earn some cash
That’s fine; but tell me, have you ever eaten someone’s trash

In this time, countless people live in degradation
No clothes, no shoes, no food, lacking life vital medication
Let alone a car or house or any education
And all the while the wealthy struck by self-fixation

It’s good to work hard and have some life
You can’t put that down, A man can have a wife
And a family and live, but evil in this world is rife
Just maybe, more of our hearts…

Can you explain pain
Physical and mental bane
Unwanted guest in man’s domain
Giving eye-strain to the humane and the inhumane

Why engrain us with this ball and chain
Hurt’s ad campaign, unfriendly heavy-weather vane
Is there a reason I walk with a cane
Or does the pain in my world fall in vain

What’s the game; restrain my reign
Retrain the human brain with acid rain
It’s driving me insane; top of the food chain
Yet pain has free-rein on my mental plane

I don’t aim to profane the things beyond my brain
Just want to feel sane; I’m a link in a chain
Where many have it sweet like sugar cane
And many others have to slash their feet on sharp terrain

Pain, is it needed to maintain life in the human-lane
Not an oil stain but a language that contains
Instructions to refrain from doing things that…

Greed, a false friend that lies at high speed
You concede, mount the steed
Then, the more you get, the more you need
What you have will never exceed the feeling, guaranteed

Once you proceed to cross-breed with that fallen seed
Wisdom’s gone, She’d spoken but you disagreed
You ran full speed, not paying heed
Watch the sweat bead as you smoke the devil’s weed

Greed, made to mislead our breed, impede life, no misread
Men force-feed geese while tiny babies die in need
Who agreed to spoon-feed lies while love recedes
We need to plead with God to be found and freed

We’d better reread the creed and stop this stampede
This greed is deadly, we’ve been played like piano keys
Teed up like Sam Snead, we spend trillions but can’t meet the basic need
Of billions of people, some succeed but many sift through bins to feed

He…

Self-Control; arch enemy of the modern soul
Nemesis of fun, cork in the blow-hole
Call of the loser, so we fit the mould
Set the world to cruise control and let the good times roll

Who slipped in; breached border control
Which fallen beings broke parole
Spiked the punchbowl and burned the sacred scroll
We bent to drink and got ambushed at the water-hole

Now, what’s the goal of your eternal soul
A future role or sticking your finger in the ozone-hole
Take control, there’s no entry to the book of life by deed-poll
Don’t trade the gift of life to dance around some totem pole

So what, you got rich, piled up stacks of gold
But your heart became a black-hole, like charcoal
Burnt to dust and sprinkled on the steps of shoel
Enrol? I wouldn’t touch it with a barge-pole

Self-control is king, the way to roll
Do…

Tell me, how can men made from dust be filled with lust
That worldly must: it can’t be hushed
That secret gust of wanton thrust
Presented as gold-dust but no more that rust

We have rushed to adjust to all this fuss
We have huffed and puffed
been bussed in to place of disgust
And now our hands are cuffed

Our souls have been stuffed,
We see stardust in the unjust
Our hearts are black as coal dust
Morals crushed, we’re ready to self combust

Where’s the change, evil must be flushed
When’s the drug-bust
Let’s move to Truth and trust
Before the last one bites the dust

I’m sick of mistrust and people being cussed,
It’s time to be fussed and lose distrust
There’s a rock who is robust
There’s only One Who’s just

Humility, a silent and unseen virility
Most valuable and rarest commodity
Not boastful or proud
Not carefully displaying ability

Where is it, this core spirituality
Can you trace the chain of causality
From it’s absence
To the fall of humanity

We have descended in our totality
To a place of deep insecurity
Not for lack of power
But lack of emotional quality

We have built a world of fragility
Missing a base of stability
We have built on sand
But rock brings rigidity

So, let’s take hold of invisibility
Develop the peaceful agility
Say we’ve been wrong
This is the work of humility

Pride, a deceiving ride,
Going to my friends, I lost my way,
But I couldn’t ask for directions,
So I roamed about all day.

When I finally arrived,
I was tired, I argued and shouted,
But I couldn’t say sorry,
I just stood there and pouted.

So then I went home,
I was well in the wrong,
But I didn’t admit it,
I just carried on.

Months went by,
I didn’t call my friend,
I was sad, but I thought of other things,
You can always pretend.

This happened to me a lot,
I didn’t know pride then,
But it knew me,
It became my only friend.

Now I see it, with my hindsight,
An invisible power,
It separated me from other people,
It turned me sour.

So, here’s my advice to you,
Unseen things can death bring,
They’re crouching at your door,
Don’t let them in.

NaPoWriMo Day 7 prompt is to write a poem in which each line except the last takes the form of a single, declarative sentence. Then, the final line should take the form of a question.

Your Choice

In an incredible place we exist.
In evil we persist.
In our right to life we insist.
Our crime against life is the longest list.

Now, in evil the world is gripped.
From the good life we have slipped.
Our morals have been shipped.
We need to be re-equipped.

We must seek to improve behaviour.
The outlook couldn’t be graver.
In life we must be braver.
We clearly need a saviour.

Many people doubt it.
And, many people shout it.
Various people tout it.
Too many do nothing about it.

We must stop to brawl.
The people must stand tall.
Jesus wants us all.
Will you answer the call?

Have you ever wished you’d stopped talking about five minutes before you  actually did?

Because I’ve been there myself, I want to help protect you from saying potentially  embarrassing or hurtful things. And I’ve prepared a list of six warning signs to  let you know when it’s time to stop  talking.

Sign 1: You’re Complaining,  Not Explaining

There’s a subtle difference. Explaining is simply telling someone about  your situation. Complaining is when you have an attitude that says “I’m being  inconvenienced.” (See Philippians 2:14-15.)

There will be times when keeping quiet in order to avoid complaining  seems so hard you almost can’t stand it. But God will always give you the grace  to do it. And if we ever want to arrive at our Promised Land, we need to stop  complaining about the way God’s getting us there.

Sign 2: You’re Criticizing  Somebody

Picture this. Someone says…

Grace is the preface to the eternal resting-place of the human-race
The place where you change pace
Leave the rat-race and rainbow-chase
Enter that God given, God powered space
Take your birthplace and warm your pale-face

Grace is the type-face of God’s MySpace
The product of His marketplace
The sound of His double-base
Playing notes in Heaven’s showplace
Given airspace, everyplace by Him through time-and-space

Grace is the interface between us and God through Jesus Christ’s Embrace
The love-lace that ties us to Him and shows His face
That gives head-space to people from everyplace
The remedy that clears disgrace in every case
It’s the love of God for His people and the name of His workplace

Grace is the very one-horse-race in the divine People-chase
Where God will always outpace and deface
The bare-face lies in sub-space
And retrace the crawlspace of the human-case
And show that the truth…

What is a man?
Someone who searches for hope, or someone without a plan?
Who meets the cost?
Someone who asks to be found, or someone who never found out he was lost?
Who makes it through?
Someone who can laugh at himself, or someone whos fear rules his view?
Who gets direction?
Someone who opens the door, or someone who avoids the question?
Who takes the chance?
Someone who wants to be free, or someone who’s lost in a world induced trance?
One last thing…..
Can you look at life and see God, or do you look at everything and see nothing?