When outward at others' faults
we only see, usually we recognize
what we hate in our own personality
but fail to acknowledge this
in our daily of them screen:
Us becoming more like them
in our perception--
A monstrosity.
For if we take on in retaliate
their faults and errors
we imitate
without reflecting upon this state
we then mirror
What we hate.
Into our life light, you bring through stars, sun, a moon above. Galaxies. Yes, galaxies stationed in love. Traveled back into distant time, heads, hearts did raise joyous to see these stars too set even in our blackish history they beamed.
Glorious is their twinkle if inclined to gaze outside the haze made by false brights creating wrinkles in true woven threads of beauty:
Loyal family, real friends, enjoyable valuable work that unites as a brotherhood global mankind. Good food and water not wasted. Hospitality enabling a variety of foods in excitement tasted. Animals not in fear of man. Temperatures not extreme across all lands.
These thoughts onto our earth no mere dream
for Paradise restored will all eyes gleam, relationships expand. Then all will sing: "Life Is Beautiful." Forever. Everlastingly. For all obedient diversified man.
For "The source of life;" You are. Ps. 36:9 "The living God and the eternal King." Jer.10:10. Yes, "Jehovah is truly God." “You created all things, and because of your will they came into existence and were created.” Rev. 4:11.
So, for You this promise will be accomplished as is already happening: "But there are new heavens and a new earth that we are awaiting according to his promise, and in these righteousness is to dwell." 2 Pet. 3:13. In happiness even all once lost forgotten offsprings.
In these critical last days
where "having no natural affection,"
means man's depraved enough
to construct an iron cage
large yet small enough to enslave
a fellow being
underneath their home
a crawl space, or a shed behind
left in darkness alone and afraid
to cope with snakes, rats, a bondage staged
for they themselves are mentally enraged
against humanity.
Their camouflaged insanity
won't permit them the death card
to speed their hostage in plead
is too much of a kindness
their humanity? to intercede.
They'd rather engage in horrific deeds
sexual and obscene to entertain
or display power atrociously satanically mean
to babies, women, older people too
not strong enough for themselves
justice to pursue
since "sentence against a bad deed has not been executed speedily, the heart of men becomes emboldened to do bad." Eccl. 8:11.
How sad when these are your neighbors
who you thought loved or at least respected you.
Day-in and day-out in pretend
waiting for the moment you're helpless to defend yourself
against their families, friends, and workers too
not sympathetic enough to lend you a hand
for ostracized or victim they feel is their end.
Ready to open up quick attics, their plain white vans to whisk away a victim bound mouth and hand
then to circle back around to the original
community until the coast is clear for them to again land on property protected by cameras
disrespecting daily a woman,
or even a man because they feel: "I can!"
Know that a reversal is soon to spin victims into victorious
and wicked ones into chaff on the wind
for promised:
"They will no longer become something for the nations to prey upon,... and they will dwell in security, with no one to make them afraid." Ezekiel 34:28.
But until that wondrous day
may we slay the notion that all mankind is unfeeling and 'tremble at men'.
Look out for one another in 'brotherly love'.
If you miss seeing someone usually seen each day
search them out and for them pray
for who is to know who they ran up against
that disastrous day.
Maybe one call will save them in time
from being a monsters' company's prey.
Sadly, imagination's not needed
this important message to convey.
Write a poem for contest Human Trafficking an End to this suffering forever. - Greenwrite77
"All of this I have seen, and I applied my heart to every work that has been done under the sun, during the time that man has dominated man to his harm. And I saw the wicked being buried, those who used to go in and out of the holy place, but they were soon forgotten in the city where they acted that way. This too is futility." Eccl. 8:9, 10.
"There is something futile that takes place on the earth: There are righteous people who are treated as if they had acted wickedly, and there are wicked people who are treated as if they had acted righteously. I say that this too is futility." Eccl. 8:14
© 21 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud society • sad • pain • death • teen
In my weariness
I dropped many tears
too tired to peer through
memories
thinly veiled as a bride's face
temporarily concealed
though many years I saw/received spontaneous replies
when sincere cries needed encouragement, validation or comfort
because of deaths severing bonds
momentarily
in tragic goodbyes;
when touch was not able to be physically felt
a heart still melted in joy or pain when known
sensations shared across spaces in planet same
we rose to feet again and again
after persecutions severely delt;
thankful even when crippled or maimed;
we taste, feel, smell individually
as we stand unitedly
envisioning futures collectively
as we run a race singularly
to gain a prize priceless:
Forever to remain.
We are never alone
though not in a crowd
or with two or three
even in darkness confined
for what's perceived an eternity
when situations crumble us into humbled clay
not proud.
We must raise our eyes and hearts to be
enlightened by mountains, stars, skies, and sea.
"Who has created these things?" Isa. 40:26.
The horse or athlete in his vitality?
The ceaseless tides in their regularity?
The heat of the sun in its intensity?
The Milky Way and other billions of galaxies?
Only One Supremely All-powerful Almighty:
“May you be praised, O Jehovah . . . throughout all eternity.
Yours, O Jehovah, are the greatness and the mightiness and the beauty and the splendor and the majesty,
for everything in the heavens and on the earth is yours.
Yours is the kingdom, O Jehovah.
You are the One exalting yourself as head over all.
The riches and the glory are from you, and you rule over everything, and in your hand there are power and mightiness,
and your hand is able to make great and to give strength to all." 1 Chron. 29:10-12.
So in my weak moments
I then do recall this
which does on meditation daily insist . . .
I am never alone.
Even in my future demise to briefly desist.
For your desire or wish is: "You will call, and I will answer you.
You will long for the work of your hands." Job 14:15.
Back to life endless in peace and tranquility
never alone to joyfully persist.
Contest: Chose a Title
"I raise my eyes to the mountains.
From where will my help come?
My help comes from Jehovah,
The Maker of heaven and earth.
He will never allow your foot to slip.
The One guarding you will never be drowsy.
Look! He will never be drowsy nor go to sleep,
The One guarding Israel.
Jehovah is guarding you.
Jehovah is the shade at your right hand.
By day the sun will not strike you,
Nor the moon by night.
Jehovah will guard you against all harm. He will guard your life.
Jehovah will guard you in all you do
From now on and forever." Psalm 121:1-8 © 3 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud hope • love • friendship • spiritual • teen
In this skeptical world
of Satanic rule
belief in a loving living
Spirit God
is considered
tantamount to
adults actual belief in Santa--
foolish.
The believer: Fool.
Though facts
most decidedly pronounce:
Intelligent Design.
Formulated by a fantastic
Yes, Divine mind.
Think:
the brilliance of... simply air.
The components simple,
but complex. Beyond compare.
Yet, humans pollute it without a care.
Then race to space and contaminate it there.
But, could humans even travel that far
if not for mathematics and formulas defined?
Again, a brain. A personality.
Brilliant and kind.
He and his Son investing there time
to create other spirits, animals, humankind.
Concocting breezes, waters and tides.
Developing soft skins and tough leather hides.
Dandelions floating with ease.
Dispensing seeds rejuvenating these.
Mountains and valleys they ordered for us
to stop and ponder and travel by bus.
Yet, we wonder do they exist?
We trample each other. On hatred insist.
Well, it is no wonder, since another spirit wicked, binds men's thoughts. His time is ending. He feels ours ought.
Let's not pretend he values us
through independent thinking;
apart from God who
Loves us more than we could ever do.
Obedience to Him
is Gratitude
and thankfulness
to His Son,
our now reigning King
Too.
A life-preserver to your perishing soul drowning in waves of spilled tears from frustration, unhappiness, anger rising as rivers to overflow into rapids from years traveled backward. Forgiveness lets you grab hold of a twig, boulder, branch, hand to freedom.
Freedom. An ability to let loose tight reigns of an angry galloping steed--a dictator autocratic in its control, in our day, picking up speed to commands wild to perform treacherous deeds. For under his rulership forceful, bold are left destruction, ruin, of global treasures silver or gold.
Gold. Or golden relationships sifted out by time. Forgiveness tosses aside nurtured hatred. Seeks true love to find. Like a nugget tiny tickling a rigid spine. Or the delight of a rock polished after heated refine. This friendship real and earnest can only fill and refresh a thirsty one back to complete, whole after created a fissure, crater daily dug by irritations drilling, drilling, as if for oil. Land spoiled. Left a vacancy. A pit. A vast black hole. Though, this hollow filled with gold dust must be cherished.
Cherished. For forgiveness brings tranquility. A calmness of heart, mind. A looseness subtle. An ability to recline, sleep. Sound to dream. Not in fits of repeated hashing splashing in night sweats. Twisting sheets damp. Yet, true forgiveness recalls when necessary but daily forgets. Since letting go brings a release utterly sweet--Peace. Forgiveness love does wholeheartedly protect.
20+1 lines contest Describe your thoughts on forgiveness - Roma Zerangue
The Bible encourages us to cultivate qualities that foster good mental health, qualities such as compassion and forgiveness. “Become kind to one another, tenderly compassionate, freely forgiving one another,” says Ephesians 4:32.
According to a publication of the Mayo Clinic, in the United States, “if you don’t practice forgiveness, you might be the one who pays most dearly.” Forgiveness, the article explains, can result in “healthier relationships; greater spiritual and psychological well-being; less anxiety, stress, and hostility; lower blood pressure; fewer symptoms of depression; and lower risk of alcohol and substance abuse.” © 5 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud hope • love • family • friendship • sad
Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.
If. If. If still helps me dawdle along,
dawdle along listless as I drift, as I... drift
along until I see. Though, alone in darkness,
surrounded by, surrounded by, surrounded by other drifters
alone in darkness searching just like me.
Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.
If. If. If a ship does sail towards weak me
no longer paddling at all. Paddling, naw. Rough sea.
Reach down and pull me up. Pull me up. Up swiftly.
Then reach back I'll try to reach back. Save another
weaker than, weaker, weaker than... I used to be.
Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.
If. If. If did come to fruition. Yes.
On land steady, I stand. Steady. Steady to lift.
To lift spirits to higher plains.
To shift negative to positive gains.
To love one another in sun and rain.
In sun and rain.
In sun and rain.
Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.
If. If. If I sane remain. Sane remain.
Through prayer, study, meditation. Balance maintain.
Then back to a tranquil sea, Azure blue. Fish free.
I'll sail the swells. Sail the Swells. Sail them courageously.
For then I'll know. Yes, I know that you've always been there.
Yes, you've always been there. Been there. Been there for me
in my fear, my pain, my daily anxieties.
In my fear, my pain, my daily anxieties
You've held me up, held my hand, carried me.
Carried me. Carried me through... my constant 'if's and
my frequently expressed, inwardly stressed
past and chronic
'maybe's'.
Christians around our globe are hated as poisonous snakes slithering around to spit death
insinuated. Although, Hindu leader Mohandas K. Gandhi stated:
“I know of no one who has done more for humanity than Jesus. In fact, there is nothing wrong with Christianity.”
Yet, he added: “The trouble is with you Christians. You do not begin to live up to your own teachings.”
Truth negated?... Why?... Is Christ and his principles really outdated?
Many enjoy a family favorite thick soup sublime
with fresh vegetables firm, beef tender added, even a bit of bourbon splashed into or a fine red wine.
Wanted this recipe the same each time
to experience again this deliciousness that comes to mind which tickles your thoughts, excites your tongue.
What happens when added subtitutes a little bit-by-bit by a family member rushed or needled to change by a friend commercially inclined?
Initially, will you quietly buck or take your leave or allow yourself to be distracted by the ambiance of the restaurant's new arrangement or for peace' sake permit your senses by manuevers appeased?
Since now it's gained a greater clientele!
Isn't that what's most important? Pockets to swell? Or is there actually more at stake?
Though not a fiery hell
since introduced into "Christianity": In the second century C.E.. The apocryphal book Apocalypse of Peter said of the wicked: “There is spread out for them unquenchable fire.”
During the same time period, writer Theophilus of Antioch quotes the Greek prophetess Sibyl as foretelling the punishments of the wicked: “Upon you burning fire shall come, and ever ye shall daily burn in flames.”
Cecil John Cadoux, historian of Christianity, noted that “the gradual and steady growth throughout the Church of a certain moral laxity” had the “attention of Christian leaders as early as... 140 A.D.”
He observed: “This abatement of the primitive moral rigour would naturally assist the process of conformity to the ways of the world.”
Thus someplace 'hot' needed for scriptures to be heeded?
Does it matter to Jah and Christ if in this place supposedly religious we stay, although not fed the same pure and true as in Jesus' day?
Notice an earlier written mandate
then you decide what decision to make:
"Do not become unevenly yoked with unbelievers.
For what fellowship do righteousness and lawlessness have? Or what sharing does light have with darkness?" 2 Cor. 6:14.
"For God is a God not of disorder but of peace." 1 Cor. 14:33.
And if we veer from his purpose
by others' association swayed
how will they know the truth about the future
and all of God's promises to be fulfilled by Christ
soon established on this earth
headed our way?
To those not knowing or even inclined
there does not exist one powerful enough to blind one's mind:
"among whom the god of this system of things has blinded the minds of the unbelievers, so that the illumination of the glorious good news about the Christ, who is the image of God, might not shine through." 2 Cor. 4:4.
"And no wonder, for Satan himself keeps disguising himself as an angel of light.
It is therefore nothing extraordinary if his ministers also keep disguising themselves as ministers of righteousness.
But their end will be according to their works." 2Cor. 11:14, 15.
Therefore, should we not stick to what's right
as learned from “the Father of the celestial lights"?
For, “Every good gift and every perfect present is from above”. James 1:17.
And this God who is love
supports all obedient children
as "God is not partial,
but in every nation the man who fears him and does what is right is acceptable to him." Acts 10:34, 35.
Acceptable means not diluting the stew
unless approved by Him
who in the future
by means of His Son
"will wipe out every tear from their eyes,
and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore.
The former things have passed away.”
And the One seated on the throne said:
“Look! I am making all things new.”
Also he says: “Write, for these words are faithful and true.” Rev. 21:4, 5.
Is this really what Constantine the Great had in view?... Or did he not care what people were taught as long as he was held in esteem and his kingdom over a multitude rebellion subdued?
Write a poem for contest The Truth Behind The Pagan Customs - Devota Dailey
I am looking for specific pagan customs. When some of the first to arrive in America did not have certain customs. Research it and then write a story or poem.
© 7 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud friendship • hope • society • spiritual • teen
