Are you still awake ? ( I may be hard but well you tell me)

I just felt to put this up on paper as I recognize even my own responsibility to those in my church and I was just felling sorry for my self.     Well I saw the humongous amount of self praise it was like a cancer, my fellowmen praise them selves instead of give God the glory for the things that they were saying that God’s was not His; they defraud God? Wow? Right in front of me they did that and I did nothing guilty of the crime after the fact!   But how could this all be?  What is the trick, when I was hurting and needed to be served, how I was in need of these things and I said nothing and my church had resources or should have these resources did not care so I was let out in the streets and the street taught me that the water that you give better be the water of the word and the blood of Jesus Christ,  we need to offer the bread of life the body of Christ these are the things that I cannot find inside any church.      

             My Friend died and I cried and cried and cried my mother asked me did you enjoy her while she was alive? I stopped and said yes I did and remembering that I understood that I did not have to go to the Funeral because you will find that it is not all who have really lived life but you will be faced with death twice and she did.

I hope oh God that when in this posision that I hold on to my part of the deal and not let another sin or suffer not just because I can but it is right and Godly.

Compassion

 

Compassion! Whenever I employ it,

My heart leaps for joy.

I am human, with faults!

That I know.

Humbly I express, I care!

Humbly I express, that I am blessed.

Please take my hand, let me truly help!

How else can I show compassion?

I know my faults, and I won’t call out yours.

Please take my hand! No agenda attached,

And I hope you can forgive me, for all the things I lack.

By GtW o2-o9-o6 cc

looking back knowing you could have done just a little bit

Vexed my soul

It hurts to watch my soul walk in to dismal misery,

To part from God and know that all my goals destroyed.

To make dismissed.

To cut with jagged knife the cord that breathes true life,

Oh father! I have vexed my soul.

I vexed my soul when I displease your will.

I have vexed my soul when in the presence of men I have brought you shame.

I have vexed my soul when hardened my heart and stand there unwilling.

I have vexed my soul when in my life, your name it is not proclaimed.

Oh Father!

Can you see my hurt and to what degree?

My soul sings songs, a melody unheard, but inherited by me.

My earthly father had done wrong and never discussed,

The generational curse he passed on to us.

My fight is one! The need to cut this umbilical cord.

In this life, the burden I bear seems too much.

And so my Father who art in heaven I call on you,

To wipe my tears and fix this broken heart.

And now my spinning, spiraling, downward has stopped.

I lay there waiting! For you to pick me up,

And when you do like you have always done.

My soul!  Rejoices like was made to.

By GtW o8-29-o6

 

Remember the sacrifice

      God!

I ask for you to bless these words of mine;

To all my comrades who have lifted their arms to secure our shores. 

To the Marines, to Navy, Air Force, Army and National, Air, Army, Coast Guards.

Bellow to the treetops to the rooftops too let us not forget this day; I beg of you.

            Three Cheers for them all. 
            We now remember those whose charge was no leas that day when they caught their final a round and as there are tears from my eyes.

I too have lost comrades while fighting by my side.
So lets bring home our sons and daughters.;
Their spirits should not wander aimlessly in far off lands;
So shout at the top of your voices hurray! And another! And yet another! Let them hear you your voice will guide them home where they belong.

For we all have someone who has given body, mind, limb and soul and work for the freedom that we now all enjoy. 
We knows it takes all you have; to get freedom,
Money, guns, training but most of all takes lives,
Lives of our boys, who harden themselves and become men shrugging their youth;
It takes grit it takes grim.

Putting off love and growing up quick and even more some may never know or feel the pain. 
Let us never forget that is so small we go to work and sometimes we take it home, if they happen to forget and take their work home a silver box is all they get.
So send them your prayers it cannot hurt and love them well they have already loved you back.


By Guy T Woods Sr 11/11/2010

More Than just Words: The Road is clear

More Than just Words: The Road is clear: "well I tried to make it a bit easer for men to start to reconcile with the man that they know they should try to be and that women are looki..."

The Road is clear

well I tried to make it a bit easer for men to start to reconcile with the man that they know they should try to be and that women are looking for and God expects.   I have in not so many words asked kindly that women open their windows, not their doors yet and give men the Godly push they need and a little more time to allow men to grow before we men become dogs and I am praying to God himself that we at least try;  the road is long and the old Chinese saying is the journey of a thousend miles starts with the first step now please make it and rest asure that God is watching and women are too, I am sure they would just like to run in to a good man that is living truthfully for more than himself but for God and the principles that has been lead down and the positions that are righflly ours from the day that we were born.  I hope that this poem will give thought and reason to women all over the world to through up the sashes and open the windows and let the light of men shine again and come into their lives as human beings and just maybe we can start to trust we have lost it people and guys we really should not even be getting this chance but may God and women have mercy.  Enjoy!

Leap of faith       

You never could look me in the eye when first we met;

And there were days not even from across the street,

A hi or by;

I didn’t fret.

There were things God had to teach me,

The wrongs I did He had to reach me!

But late at night and I would cry;

My God came just console me.

You look at me every other day until I heard you say,

Hey! I was surprised;

Got home I collapsed and cried,

Leaped for joy! Oh boy!

 God said hold on there son wait there is more to come,

I was so sure; He would say that you were the one.

So I worked real hard till each days work was done,

Made a joyful noise to everyone!

Then I was blessed with a revelation,

My life change and a beautiful wife I gained.

God said I would have to fight wars till each battle was won;

He said Guy you would stand on truth not retreat and run!

The vision was clear I would caress and stroke your hair,

I will love you from afar and near.

Soft tender hugs,

Give you kisses like the one from above;

Started out not what you expected, but God is in my commander’s chair.

Now that I have arrived; look close into my eyes, the love of God! are you satisfied?

With no Job and haunted by my pass you would never give me a second look

But who knew? The seed (Jesus) God took in this man’s and made me new.

It just takes sometimes a leap of faith.

By   GtW  !11-o1-1o

What are you looking for do you even know????

I have been married and in two long term relationships and I will say I don't know either.  I know beautiful when I see the outside of a  woman but the inside just passes me by, three relationships well that I think is too much for any man or any human for that matter.
     The funny thing is that before I became broke and had to go back and live with mom it was not that bad to be a guy, now it is horrible.   If you don't make at least 100,000.oo a year, then you are no good and dare you not pay your child support, no matter how much you don't make and she make enough to feed South Africa or he, you are a no good man (woman)and you should be tar and feathered no hope for you! I hope I did not forget the jail time that also scars your credibility as a person lol.   Well that is where most of the good men and some women are, trying to recover from their bad relationship(s). Weather they did the wrong or their significant other it is a process for either party, just hope they can fight or have it good with God and know how to pray;   Sorry to say that men don't hold each others hands unless they gay or have the compassion of God nor have they learned to be a good support to each other yet.  It is good women have been doing this for so long that they have it down to a science all good!  Doesn't help the men any and if you keep kicking down and bad mouthing the very thing you are looking for;  How can you even know what it will look like to be nice, clean, and tall and handsome if you don't give it a chance to straighten up? you would never recognize how it looks when it stands straight on it's two feet.  Somethings and people have the seed they just need a little time sunshine and love, Godly love not what you think is love. I hope you like the poem too and please I am trying to improve my writing.