Determination and Endurance

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Here is a point driven towards from two scriptures, one in Joel and in king David’s last words as recorded in 2 Samuel 23.

The momentum of life (not that life, life as in the energy)

The blossoming of energy, in it’s tenacity

It is not a firework

It is like the morning sun

Or Directing words from a Dad who truly loves His son or daughter.

Who speaks not so as to please men,

But God who tries our hearts

Scripture: 

  • In Joel

What the chewing locust has left, the swarming locust has eaten

What the swarming locust has left, the crawling locust has eaten

What the crawling locust has left, the consuming locust has eaten

  • In Samuel

he who rules over men must be just, Ruling in the fear of God.  And he shall be like the light of the morning when the sun rises, A morning without clouds . . .

Board Moments

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Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

Dear Father,
Tonight, just before I sink back into ‘One Piece’,
I reminisce
For a moment of the days I spent in boarding school. I would have survived, perhaps become someone else.
I love the way you combined each experience…
This much and that little, here and there.

I remember the hall-rooms, the students, my performance at a Social night; as I watch a man read I remember how effortlessly I devoured novels and storybooks. In comparison, he seems to be force-feeding himself, but that’s okay.

I remember the visiting days; joyous and feasty, with plenty of meat (in comparison to today’s fishy business), and there were the seniors, more ferocious than the graduating class of my cousin today.

I remember my friends, and their separate impact on me.

One thing I’ve learned, its that we all change each other, however unnoticeably. One day we all recall one little thing…

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Hundred’s Ache

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I believe in life after death.

In fact, what we call death is just a hibernation…. Sleep. Real death is the destruction of Identity. The Obliteration of a Soul.

GOD said a soul lasts beyond this earth. This revelation is solid.
Its there, like a strong tree, in my heart; dividing every blow of doctrine I’m dealt.

Yet why do I, believing this,
Feel great sorrow and not bliss?
When I glance
Through the memories
Of the moments
Shared with all these,
Like a vivid dream shared by many,
Their faces and names are history.

After a while, its normal that our loved ones are gone. We remember the pain as a disease we were cured from. I guess we believed in life after death – past tense. Tenses changed the moment we became tense.

But Stop!!! Oh pen,
Let us pray and sleep;
Although we reminisce and weep,
We…

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ONE VIEW OF A LIGHTHOUSE

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I’m sitting here because I’m waiting for you
On a square box stool underneath, and everywhere
You’re there, fair, quaint and splendid, I see
Where blinks atop lighthouse swivels to twinkle
Sign of how to reach you
Sign that I’m far off, away and set apart
Its endless, the abyss that cuts us off
Calmness here is cold, so I warm myself with thoughts of you

Fingers file to base just to while away time
The actor, me, divides attention, wavering between faith and doubt
Between you and the passing preoccupation
The comfort of dull sameness, fire growing ever more heated
The uncertainty of rocky voyages on troubled seas, calming unto eternal bliss
My fingers are neat, but the blink still persists

I’m sitting here, thinking about moving
The other side seems fine, but I’m not convinced
I conjure up defensive walls to fend off giving in
My rational sitting box makes me see you’re not there
Its fine, its my only possession
Its fine, but its wobbly and shortened
I’m sitting on the floor, I’m not standing
I don’t want to sit, but I cannot stand

I’m taken away in meditations on you
Swimming, maybe conveyed by revelation
Conscious, still in clear mind, it happens upon me
Is it I who finds out that cul-de-sac is needless?
I’m awake, I’m on the other side
You’ve led me, you’ve given me new eyes

No Other Gospel

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Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ, who gave himself for our sins to rescue us from the present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.

I am astonished that you are so quickly deserting the one who called you to live in the grace of Christ and are turning to a different gospel— which is really no gospel at all. Evidently some people are throwing you into confusion and are trying to pervert the gospel of Christ. But even if we or an angel from heaven should preach a gospel other than the one we preached to you, let them be under God’s curse! As we have already said, so now I say again: If anybody is preaching to you a gospel other than what you accepted, let them be…

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Intermission

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It would seem
I have this all planned out
From the second I dream
To the first word I spell out
It does feel
Like I’ve got to wait out
This new Ill
Yes, wait the storm out

My trophies are made memories
Invisibly blinding, motivating
Saying
‘If he did it before,
Then this isn’t a chore.’
But I look into this storm’s eye
And my calm flicks and blurs
I know I won’t die
If I do I was yours
But will history pry
Into this my distraught
Or will sneers arise
Just because I got caught

Cut
Don’t let me fall
From my heavenly places
Let me now stand tall
In the face of these faces
And when it is time
There’ll be applauding voices
And the Angels will chime
As I join them in praises
Praises and paces
The only spaces between our graces

It would seem

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