This is someyhing I need to wok on. My harsh criticism of others.
in reference to: My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers (view on Google Sidewiki)Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Poem of a Poem
I set out to write a poem
A verse from the depths of my soul
Something that would touch hearts
That would not be too droll
But I realized, empty I was
Dry as a drought
Empty with nothing to say
Robbed of my poems by the trifles of life
So I decided to write a poem about a poem
Not a rhyming poem, an obscure poem that reeks of nonsensical words
Nonsensical words and poor poetry and grammar
A poem about a poem that was, that is, but really is not
A poem from a person who should be sleeping, but is not
A poem for all of my fellow struggling poets, who are lacking inspiration for poems
Yet, within them still burns the fire to write
So I say, write anyways, forget inspiration, just write and let the words fall where they may
A verse from the depths of my soul
Something that would touch hearts
That would not be too droll
But I realized, empty I was
Dry as a drought
Empty with nothing to say
Robbed of my poems by the trifles of life
So I decided to write a poem about a poem
Not a rhyming poem, an obscure poem that reeks of nonsensical words
Nonsensical words and poor poetry and grammar
A poem about a poem that was, that is, but really is not
A poem from a person who should be sleeping, but is not
A poem for all of my fellow struggling poets, who are lacking inspiration for poems
Yet, within them still burns the fire to write
So I say, write anyways, forget inspiration, just write and let the words fall where they may
Poems and such
On this blog, you will find poems,inspirational tidbits, and works of fiction that I am working on. Come back and visit often, I will try to keep adding poems and adding to my stories. Feel free to comment on the poems and books in process.
Faith
Our faith in God is not just a mental or emotional ascent of a belief in God, but is a supernatural occurance that is birthed by the living word of God. Faith is the reality of God stamped on our spirit and spreading through our soul, creating conviction and confidence in our God.
in reference to:"1Now faith is the (A)assurance of things (B)hoped for, the conviction of (C)things not seen. 2For by it the (D)men of old (E)gained approval. 3By faith we understand that the (F)worlds were prepared (G)by the word of God, so that what is seen (H)was not made out of things which are visible."
- Hebrews 11 - Passage Lookup - New American Standard Bible - BibleGateway.com (view on Google Sidewiki)
Being faithful in a world that is unfaithful
It does seem like we are faced with many challenges that tempt and pressure us to act contrary to our faith, and I think this is the rub, to go against those inclinations and submit to Christ anyways. I must admit I often fail in that, but I am learning, and leaning on the mercy of our Lord. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saves a wretch like me.
in reference to:"“Now you work it out in your life, and be faithful to Me, even though the nature of everything around you is to cause you to be unfaithful.”"
- My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers (view on Google Sidewiki)
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The Adventures of Fuzzy, Travis , and the Cat, Georgia
Fuzzy Kills a Groundhog
On a sunny morning, late in May, Fuzzy and his nephew Travis decided to explore the regions off to the side of the driveway, known to all as the ditch. After making it halfway down the steep driveway, off into the ditch they went.
The ditch was a new experience for the pair, with trees blocking out the sunlight, save for a few rays that filtered through breaks in the foliage, the ditch was a dark, mysterious place that begged for exploration, and our two little hounds were eager for the task.
On a sunny morning, late in May, Fuzzy and his nephew Travis decided to explore the regions off to the side of the driveway, known to all as the ditch. After making it halfway down the steep driveway, off into the ditch they went.
The ditch was a new experience for the pair, with trees blocking out the sunlight, save for a few rays that filtered through breaks in the foliage, the ditch was a dark, mysterious place that begged for exploration, and our two little hounds were eager for the task.
Friday, May 21, 2010
The woods
It was in the ancient woods at the head of the spring where the dark accord was struck. A frightened, desperate lot made a deal with an angel of darkness, a deal that carried them deep into the heart of evil and opened up a portal to another world where evil reigned.
It was a time of terror and of darkness, as something sinister lurked in the woods and it seemed that a curse hung over the land. Crops were dying, wells were drying up, men in the prime of life were dropping dead and children were coming up missing- something had to be done.
Chapter 1-A Covenant Of Blood
George woke with a strange feeling of dread, yet with a glimmer of hope, be it a dark hope. Tonight George was going to meet with Arad, a mysterious man dressed in buckskin who George had encounterd at the place where his garden met the woods, the woods that had inspired fear in some but had a strange, drawing affect on George.
The bucskin clad stranger stepped out of the woods at dusky dark one evening as George wa making his evening inspection of his strugging garden. George was startled at first by the stranger, but wa soon put at ease by the smooth, soothing words of the man, who spoke more as an old friend than a new acqaintence.
Georges new friend, called George by name as if he had know him all of his life. "How long George, how long?"
George was taken back by the fact that the stranger called him by name, but soon was calmed by the smooth tone of the man from the woods.
" How long you going to take it George, how long you going to sit back and watch your well run dry and your crops dry up and shrival away. If it was me, I would be taking some action, sitting back and hoping it is going to get better don't seem to be getting you any results."
" God will provide in due time, we just have to trust Him." George assured the dark skined stranger dressed in buckskin at their first meeting.
At this, a slight, twisted grin crossed the dark man's face showing a mouth full of gleaming white teeth that were perfectly aligned except for a slight gap between the upper two teeth with the tooth to the right of the gap being gold. Through his twisted grin the stranger said, " George, sometimes situations call for action, maybe your God is waiting on you to do something, is it not true that your God helps those that help themselves?"
It was a time of terror and of darkness, as something sinister lurked in the woods and it seemed that a curse hung over the land. Crops were dying, wells were drying up, men in the prime of life were dropping dead and children were coming up missing- something had to be done.
Chapter 1-A Covenant Of Blood
George woke with a strange feeling of dread, yet with a glimmer of hope, be it a dark hope. Tonight George was going to meet with Arad, a mysterious man dressed in buckskin who George had encounterd at the place where his garden met the woods, the woods that had inspired fear in some but had a strange, drawing affect on George.
The bucskin clad stranger stepped out of the woods at dusky dark one evening as George wa making his evening inspection of his strugging garden. George was startled at first by the stranger, but wa soon put at ease by the smooth, soothing words of the man, who spoke more as an old friend than a new acqaintence.
Georges new friend, called George by name as if he had know him all of his life. "How long George, how long?"
George was taken back by the fact that the stranger called him by name, but soon was calmed by the smooth tone of the man from the woods.
" How long you going to take it George, how long you going to sit back and watch your well run dry and your crops dry up and shrival away. If it was me, I would be taking some action, sitting back and hoping it is going to get better don't seem to be getting you any results."
" God will provide in due time, we just have to trust Him." George assured the dark skined stranger dressed in buckskin at their first meeting.
At this, a slight, twisted grin crossed the dark man's face showing a mouth full of gleaming white teeth that were perfectly aligned except for a slight gap between the upper two teeth with the tooth to the right of the gap being gold. Through his twisted grin the stranger said, " George, sometimes situations call for action, maybe your God is waiting on you to do something, is it not true that your God helps those that help themselves?"
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