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“The Lord Defeats my Enemies Thru Michael who brings Death and Destruction to their doors…..Bless the Lord’s name, be in awe in the power of his angel.”

 
 
My Brothers and Sisters
one belief to remember
is in the end
Evil defeats itself.
 
Once Evil was part of the heavenly Good.
In falling from the Sight of God
did Evil still have great power.
Never will this power
overcome Good.
 
Should Evil come upon you
believe in the Lord.
Have Faith in the Lord.
 
Love the Lord with all your being.
Patience
with prayer
will destroy Evil.
 
I know this to be true.
Praise and Glory to my Lord
and God.
 

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"It was a simple glass bottle........"

“It was a simple glass bottle……..”

 
 
It was a simple glass bottle,
that gave me a gift of song,
that day.
 
It was a beautiful sunny day,
on the waterfront side of my home.
With a fresh cold, iced beer,
I sat on the back porch.
 
The breeze was beautiful as diamonds of light,
sparkled off the water before me.
A curious thing happened as I slowly drank that beer.
 
The outside wind played through the empty part of the bottle. 
A song, like no other, played through the glass.
It was a haunting song of eons,
from another time.
 
As I drank more liquor from the bottle,
the song changed in pitch to a sweeter song.
It came to me at that moment,
that God‘s gifts to us are never ending.
 
In prayer,
I gave thanks to God,
for His gifts to me,
that day,
and the song of the bottle.
 
 
 

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Courtesy of Google search. Author unknown.

Courtesy of Google search. Author unknown.

I seek not praise or adoration,
just the warmness of your touch.
A friendship that seeks not reward
nor return.
 
A connection of understanding
between these gulfs
that separate us as humans
from different times and places
even though we have not lived the same.
 
Love that overcomes all barriers between us
without fear
without reprisal
to continue into time without limit for us.
 
To finally find
at some point ahead
the binding of our souls
that will never leave us
alone again.
 
 
 

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I will never be far away
no matter where you are.
My heart will always be with you.
 
Never will you have to seek
to find me
for I will always be
as close as your heart.
 
There is a special place
for you and me
a place that will never go away.
 
A place where each day is made for you and me.
A place where each day becomes an eternal string of pearls
as we love and laugh through each setting sun.
 
Rising together each morning
with a song upon our lips
singing of our love for each other.
 
Through this eternity
and all others
to follow.

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One of the greatest gifts we can give ourselves
is to learn to love ourselves.
 
In loving ourselves
we realize that the premise that we must love another
such as ourselves is not part of the growth
that is part of our eternity.
 
In loving ourselves
we are no longer open to the qualities of others
in their own personal failures in loving themselves.
 
In this way
in the path of eternity
that we all walk
all those we will met
will then be complete unto themselves
as we have also become.

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Courtesy of kelihasablog.wordpress.com

Courtesy of kelihasablog.wordpress.com

I am glad I am here,
to remember you.
In recalling our time together
there were many joys.
 
There were also times of sorrow
we shared in those times.
We had something very special
in the friendship we shared.
 
It has been many years
since you passed on
still  I think of you
each day
and remember. 

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I will never be far away
no matter where you are.
My heart will always be with you.
 
Never will you have to seek
to find me
for I will always be
as close as your heart.
 
There is a special place
for you and me
a place that will never go away.
 
A place where each day is made for you and me.
A place where each day becomes an eternal string of pearls
as we love and laugh through each setting sun.
 
Rising together each morning
with a song upon our lips
singing of our love for each other.
 
Through this eternity
and all others
to follow.

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The Dark Angel will be overcomed.

Amidst us stands the Dark Angel
joyful at each victory gained against us.
 
A free will to choose Good or Evil
a gift from our Loving God
is a part of our daily struggles.
 
The weapons of the Dark One are many.
Darkness that covers our mind with sorrow
in our latter years
to place us in a void of hopelessness
and fear.
 
Lost of health
lost of loved ones
bringing doubt to our aging minds.
 
Are we to be snatched from His Love
at our Eleventh hour before death?
 
Render your darkness to God’s Love and Power.
The Lord will lift you above this Evil.
 
Never fear
never give in to distrust nor hate
in the darkness that attacks you.
 
The Dark One’s only reward in eternity is suffering
while yours will be in the Light of God’s Love forever.
 
 

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Courtesy of favena.blogspot.com

Courtesy of favena.blogspot.com

 
 
At times it would be nice
to have a pair of magic red shoes.
Just clicking them together three times
would do the trick.
 
Suddenly I would be transported
to wherever my mind of memory
would wish to go.
 
At this very moment
I could easily think of a dozen places
I would love to be at this moment.
 
Each time frame
would place me at a time and place
where I felt greatly loved.
 
Where there was a skip in my step
and a constant grin on my face.
I can easily bring to mind
scenes of such places in my past.
 
Skipping through a mall with her
like a school child.
Dancing with her
for the first time
with my arm around her waist. 
 
Ah yes then their were those
first kisses
always soft
always remembered
always joyful
in the way those kisses went to my toes.
 
Truthly knowing what I know now
would I have taken more time
to savor every moment.
 
Time in remembering every detail
of the places of my youth
where my magic red shoes
would have taken my heart.  

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“The Master’ Series of Poetry”

Five years ago, I was inspired to begin a series of poems called “The Master’s Series.”  It was completed last year in seven poems.  Each one imagines what additional teachings may have rendered by Jesus that were not recorded in the Bible.  On this special Preview,  in preceding the celebration of  “The Risen Christ,” throughout the year, these poems are my gifts to my  circle of readers. One of the Seven Poems follows this announcement.  

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