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dreamweaver

DRY EYES




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mypoems1091

P- 8 JESUS CRYSTALITE CHRIST IS ALIVE AND WELL !




OUR LORD JESUS CRYSTALITE CHRIST ?
HAS GOT A PURE SOUL !
IN ETERNITY , WE HAVE A CHOICE OF WHERE WE WANT TO GO ?
OUR , LORD JESUS , LOVES HIS PEOPLE ,
YES WE KNOW !
WE NEED NOT TO PROVE IT TOO HIM !
FOR THE REASON THAT IT ALREADY SHOWS .
MAJORITY OF PEOPLE MAKE A MIRACULOUS COMEBACK !
A FEW OF US , FORGET , TOO KNOW THEIR MIND ?
OUR LORD JESUS , HE DOES A GREAT JOB TOO HEAL .
A HUGE GROUP OF HIS PEOPLE ,
REMEMBER JESUS "> ALL

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poetry2071

For-HE-the, almighty,-HE-knows, our, HEART,--the-- same


For,*HE*, the almighty,*HE*knows, our*HEART*the*SAME
for,*HE*, the almighty,*HE*knows, our, TRUE*GREATNESS*and*FAME

For, *HE*, the almighty, *HE*knows, our*GOOD, GREAT, and, GRAND
for,*HE*, LOVES, us all, right where we, are and*STAND

For,*HE*, the almighty,*HE*knows, our*HEART*the*SAMEs
for,*HE*, knows, our, every, weakness, hurts ,pains, and *SHAMEs

For,*HE*, the almighty,*HE*knows*our, every, set back, and*disappointment
our, every, stress, worry, concern, hurt, and*RESENT

For,*HE*, the almighty,*HE*knows*our, *every*EVERY*every*HEART*C*O*N*C*E*R*N*and*HE*CARES
for,*HE*, the almighty,*HE*for*us*always, and forever*LOVINGLY*and*BLESSEDELY, will always*BE*THEREs

By John d JUNGERS
24th of NOVEMBER 2017



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sirricky

Beauty Never Ends



O God, You are my God,
I search for You at dawn;
As my soul thirsts to laud,
But feels like You are gone.

I look in the temple,
Of glory and power;
Worshipping with people,
Praying through each hour.

My lips are praising You,
For Your mercy and grace;
Better life to construe,
Waiting for Your embrace.

I thank You as I live,
As I lift up my hands;
Asking You to forgive,
For Your broken commands.

You satisfy my soul,
With the most richest food;
Helping to reach my goal,
To change my attitude.

My mouth will sing Your praise,
As I lie on my bed;
As nights turn into days,
When holy food is fed.

For You have rendered aid,
Hidden under Your wing;
No longer am afraid,
From comfort that You bring.

My soul clings unto You,
As Your right hand supports;
Showing all that is true,
That someone else distorts.

Foes trying to destroy,
My life as I know it;
Having swords to employ,
Cut through of their merit.

But the king shall rejoice,
Takes an oath in the Lord;
Stop liars with His voice,
That others have abhorred.

Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer

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allseasonsverse

In our Stride, My Kings Side


Sweet hope fills my heart a day I reminisce
Of days of solitude and bliss, when I'd run to
Steal a kiss from my King, and a ballad song
He'd sing.

Years swept by, and injury and illness hit strong
It changed our life , and weighed the scales with
Strife.
Pain cut like a burning knife, but we dealt with it
In stride, standing by one another's side, still able
To guide, tucked close to dignity and pride.

Many children we raised, now their children fill
Our days, many blessings have come our way.
We have chosen this life together, we face it
Bright or stormy weather, peace is to be found
In this moment, and our second time around.

Good King sing that song , yes sing that tune
Under the soft blue moon. If for chance we
Try to dance, will sway to and fro , just say
The word, I'll follow where ever you go!

We didn't ever swallowed our pride, we merrily
Took time and age in our stride.
We're good condition for our condition, so there's
Nothing we hide.
I'm thankful after all these years, we can still share
Our laughter, and tears.
So that song together we'll sing, here's to us, your Queen
And my King.

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sunshine12

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ONE AND ALL







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HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ONE AND ALL

Thanksgiving was always a special day for my family
When my mother and father was alive we (my sisters and families)
would travel many miles to share this special day together

Each one of us had a special dish we prepared
My mother always made her famous Chocolate pudding
She made a huge dish of it and none was ever left in the dish

We gathered and had our prayers of thanks
always thanking God for our families'
health wealth and love

The turkey was brought in from the kitchen
It was golden brown ready for slicing
I can still smell the aroma of the big bird

Her dressing was a meal by itself
She made it the same way her mother had made it
I now make it the same way my mother made it

After eating the ladies cleaned up the kitchen
The men took the children outsite to play football
each child was given the ball to run for a touchdown

I miss those days of yesteryear's Thankgiving
I miss the sound of the children's high voices with shouts and laughter
I miss the ones who are gone from around the dinner table

´Kathy Collier * November * 2012
repost November * 2015

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PSALM 136 KING JAMES VERSION

1. O give thanks unto the Lord; for He is good: for His mercy endureth for ever.

2. O give thanks unto the God of gods: for His mercy endureth for ever.

3. O give thanks to the Lord of lords: for His mercy endureth for ever.

4. To Him who alone doeth great wonders: for His mercy endureth for ever.

5. To Him that by wisdom made the heavens: for His mercy endureth for ever.

6. To Him that stretched out the earth above the waters: for His mercy endureth for ever.

7. To Him that made great lights: for His mercy endureth for ever:

8. The sun to rule by day: for His mercy endureth for ever:

9. The moon and stars to rule by night: for His mercy endureth for ever.

10. To Him that smote Egypt in their firstborn: for His mercy endureth for ever:

11. And brought out Israel from among them: for His mercy endureth for ever:

12. With a strong hand, and with a stretched out arm: for his mercy endureth for ever.

13. To Him which divided the Red sea into parts: for His mercy endureth for ever:

14. And made Israel to pass through the midst of it: for His mercy endureth for ever:

15. But overthrew Pharaoh and his host in the Red sea: for His mercy endureth for ever.

16. To him which led His people through the wilderness: for His mercy endureth for ever.

17. To Him which smote great kings: for His mercy endureth for ever:

18. And slew famous kings: for His mercy endureth for ever:

19. Sihon king of the Amorites: for His mercy endureth for ever:

20. And Og the king of Bashan: for His mercy endureth for ever:

21. And gave their land for an heritage: for His mercy endureth for ever:

22. Even an heritage unto Israel His servant: for his mercy endureth for ever.

23. Who remembered us in our low estate: for His mercy endureth for ever:

24. And hath redeemed us from our enemies: for His mercy endureth for ever.

25. Who giveth food to all flesh: for His mercy endureth for ever.

26. O give thanks unto the God of heaven: for His mercy endureth for ever.

PTL

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~Designed by Destynie~

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tomallen

"I Hate Myself"


“I Hate Myself”

I still love
her,
today
I really hate
myself
I hate
that I have to
force myself
to admit it
not being able
to say
I still love
her
it just
wasn’t going to
work out,
but I can’t
on the days
I do say it
out loud
in the presents
of no one
but myself
those are bad
days
days when I
can’t hide my
feelings behind
some type of
rock or cover
so I can lie
to my face
in the dark
and pretend
that I really
don’t care,
I hate myself
for still loving
her
for not learning
from the pain
to keep thinking
the meaning
of her words
“I don’t love you”
might some how
change
if I don’t think
about them
for a long while
I hate myself
for wanting to
believe that
for not being
able to accept
the truth
and move on,
but I still love
her
I wish
with all my
heart
that I didn’t
but I do
and I hate
myself for that…

Tom Allen…11*21*2017…


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leprovencherien

CONNAISSEZ-VOUS LE PSS (Prescription Standard Souhaitable) ?


UNE PRESCRIPTION STANDARD SOUHATABLE: S'il fût un temps où j'étais particulièrement intéressé par la branche médicale, ce n'était nullement à la fin du lycée après le Bac. C'était plutôt à l'approche de la fin de mes études d'ingénieur en électronique en Haïti, ma terre natale. Ma promotion de plus d'une vingtaine d'universitaires était divisée en petits groupes de cinq étudiants dont les membres devaient s'arranger pour se mettre d'accord sur un projet unique. Le seul projet que j'avais en tête, c'était un détecteur automatique d'arrêt cardiaque, à l'aide d'un système de réception et de transmission radio combiné à d'autres technologies connues à l'époque. Mon projet était malheureusement rejeté au profit d'un autre plus simple et soi*disant plus pertinent.

Fort heureusement, quelques bonnes années plus tard, en arrivant en France, j'ai trouvé un emploi dans le Service Après*Vente d'une grande Société qui se spécialise dans le domaine cardio*vasculaire et qui va bien au*delà de mon simple rêve d'alors. Depuis dix*sept ans, je fais partie d'une équipe réparant les Holters cardiaques et tensionnels ainsi que des programmateurs de Pace Makers. Et comme le chantait l'autre, je peux dire, moi aussi: "Non, rien de rien, non je ne regrette rien.

Cette anecdote fait partie du seul moment de ma vie où j'étais vraiment attiré par la branche médicale. La raison n'est pas que je ne l'ai pas aimée. C'est plutôt dû au fait que je venais d'une famille si modeste que je ne pouvais pas m'offrir le luxe d'avoir un si grand rêve: celui de devenir médecin. D'ailleurs, je ne savais même pas si j'allais terminer mes études secondaires tant que les choses étaient difficiles. Çà encore, c'est une longue et très belle histoire.
Néanmoins, si je devais aujourd'hui changer d'avis, bien qu'il soit déjà trop tard pour quelqu'un de mon âge (voir mon poème intitulé: CHASSEUR D'HOMME) et que je pouvais devenir un grand médecin très connu, je me battrais pour que tous mes collègues puissent dans toutes les consultations proposer ce que j'appellerais "une prescription standard souhatable" (PSS). Le PSS consisterait en une démarche pour aider le patient à réévaluer ses sentiments et de voir s'il n'y a pas des traces de haine, de jalousie, d'amertume ou de rancune dans son coeur. Ces éléments nuisibles constituent de vrais problèmes sanitaires. Beaucoup de pathologies dont souffrent certaines personnes ont des liens étroits avec les mauvais sentiments qu'elles nourrissent dans leurs coeurs. Cela n'a aucun lien avec la religion bien qu'elle soit d'une grande aide quant au traitement. (Laissons la parole aux spécialistes).

L'expérience a prouvé que le corps d'une personne dont le coeur est rempli de ses sentiments sera moins coopérant aux soins qu'il doit recevoir. La force mentale ou spirituelle qu'il lui faut pour participer pleinement au processus de son traitement aboutissant à sa guérison sera dissipée comme l'eau d'un fleuve divisée en plusieurs branches. Il est de l'intérêt des deux parties que le patient ait la sérénité et la quiétude d'esprit qu'il faut pour affronter son épreuve. Pourtant, ces sentiments négatifs l'épuisent, l'affaiblissent et le déstabilise même des fois. Ils sont aussi capables de lui broyer les antrailles, lui faire perdre de l'appétit ou le pousser à envisager de mettre fin à ses jours. Sans être un prêtre ou un pasteur, tout être humain normal doit pouvoir comprendre qu'il se fait du tort en gardant indéfiniment dans son coeur les traces de ces poisons nocives. Si elles ne sont pas des maladies en soi, elles peuvent néanmoins, dans bien des cas, contribuer à leur aggravation.

Ce que je viens de dire n'est que mon point de vue personnel, fruit de mes passages répétés à l'école de la souffrance tant physique qu'émotionnelle et aussi dans l'oasis de la guérison physique et spirituelle. Nul n'est donc obligé d'être d'accord avec moi. En tant que technicien travaillant dans le domaine médical et également en tant que pasteur oeuvrant dans une assemblée, je n'ai fait que mettre par écrit ce qui me touche en vue de l'édification commune. Dans mon livre en préparation sur la vie pastorale, j'aborderai plus largement la question de la guérison émotionnelle. À bientôt et merci !

Auteur Franck DORISTIL, poète, pasteur et animateur*radio
Site officiel: www.radioeben*ezerinternationale.com



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