of a wholly good
God with unlimited
power, who lacks
nothing and intends
only good for
His creation.
Why, then, is there
so much of evil?
What has gone wrong?
Many people believe
that the source of
these problems
rests with
humanity alone,
but we must
acknowledge
the activity of
Satan here.
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The sinner
of his sinsis nearer to godthan all selfrighteous personswho think thatthey have not sinned.
My human limitations
Then I feel like a cragworn by an endless wind.Regardless of the mapsthat I drew so carefully well,I arrive at what I have always had.This brings me to utter humility.
Doubts concerning
from variousemotional andintellectual sourcesand challenges,such as conflict,abuse, grief, anger,sadness, as wellas beliefs and pressuresfrom teachers,peers, and the media.
The Law was a
to point Israelto Christ, butmany Jewsallowed theirhuman intellectto blind themto the spiritualtruth of Scripture.But God in His graceused the writerto the Hebrews toclarify the truthto those with ateachable spirit.
Sing songs of Love.
The angels are playing the Lyre.Do you hear it?Listen, listen, listen.Close your eyelids.See in your mindthe angels flying aroundwith golden harpseager to play only for you.
From the practice of virtue
from the practice ofausterity,spiritual wisdom.Spiritual wisdom is thebestower of liberations.But that which melts the heartis devotion, which is the delightof the seeker of truth.(so is the advice ofThe Vedas)
Of false glory
Where fantasy
And stories,
Are king!
But does it really
Matter?
If imagination
And emotion make us
Happy,
Who are we
To question,
The reason and wherefore
Of Everything!
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How do you word a feeling,
Resonate a heart beat,The look of love,Exemplify?Ask a Poem,It may tell you,Softly,On the sly.
Time does not forgive,
Before dreams turn to, Never,For Time is very sly,You think youth will not die,But winking just one eye,Time will sure pass you by,And then you’re gone Forever.
The brain of a poet,
Thinking, thinking,All the time,Loving poetry,His greatest crime.Poets, redefine things,Enlighten things,Create feelings from words,In case you hadn’t heard.
Another World,
Poetry is,An open space,Winds carry flowers,Time is devoured,Wide open spaces,Nothing with laces,Open your heart and be freeLove every word of your friend,Poetry!
Never enough Poetry
Love is an obsession,It’s just that way.Never enough LoveTo give away,To eradicate the hateThat may come your way.Never enough,Being close to youLove, when it is trueNever tires of the beloved,Nor does it fade away,You see, my dearestThere are just certain thingsThat you cannot changeThat simply remain that way,Passionate Obsessions,That keep you aliveAnd make you happy,Anyway….
When you’re alone,
When someone dear,Is no longer near,You feel disowned,Darkness fills,The atmosphere,Life becomes painfully seared,Tears become your comfort zone.It’s hard, I know,It’s the hardest thing,We must go thru,And the pain never stops,No matter what you do.