More Than just Words: Let that be the reason

More Than just Words: Let that be the reason: " I Believe that each man needs to examine himself, go back to where he cam..."

Let that be the reason

            I Believe that each man needs to examine himself, go back to where he came then,  he can see a vision of his future and then in turn become the man that he desires to be.  But without that he is a wander searching in the desert for himself without water or food.  our youths are doing just that and we call ourselves teachers, educators, and responsible parents and Government.     we are just holding the hands of those who will take over being lost just as we are and the generation before us.   So help us God and give us guidance.

Shaggy - Strength Of A Woman

More Than just Words: NOW THAT WE'VE FOUND LOVE - THIRD WORLD

More Than just Words: NOW THAT WE'VE FOUND LOVE - THIRD WORLD

NOW THAT WE'VE FOUND LOVE - THIRD WORLD

Tarrus Riley - She's Royal

Inspired

Inspired

            Friends come and they go, almost as easy as the wind blows but then there are those who are as steady as a rock and you just have to love them for that.       I have a world of people who call me their friend and I guess it is because I took an oath that I would shake a man’s hand and my words would be my bond.      That is not something that we can find much anymore, (sad)  but oh so true; I would like to be everyone’s friend but I can’t and well sometimes I don’t wont to be, because I serve Christ I kind of signed up for a job that has me doing things that I not necessarily had in mind to do.    But I understand and well my training is not yet complete.        I told you all that to tell you this, I met someone who I think as a friend and one who has gotten so deep into my skin that, well it is hard to get her out and I find that it is comfortable to know that she is there as my friend.

            I have never met her but I find myself being Inspired by her,  she tells me about her adventures not such great one that Earnest Hemingway told tales about; but never the less it is ones that makes me move and has eased the chronic pain I go through sometimes.   She is a busy woman and works hard, she has set her sights on a goal that some times I feel it is mine and I want to do it with her.     This friend is a single mother and she shines like the sun when she smiles,  yes she is my friend and we have never met and I still don’t know if that may happen; but I do know that if we do it would be I think the best meeting of a friend who has done all that could be done to anyone and that is to inspire.      I write now with new life, I see myself doing things that give me pain afterwards but the joy of doing it beats the pain.      I have gone back in my Gym and looked at the person I once wanted to be and I can see a vision of the man. 

            She does not even know why I think of her this way but I think sometimes God places people in your path to build you up not to take you apart and that is just what they do.     So if I may say thank you friend for the spark that started this flame going and I pray to God to help me not put it out,  I know where I am going and the world is my purpose; so all I have to do is be me and you be you.    Thank you Terri, the friend who I have never met!

By GtW  o1-21-1o cc

Bits and pieces ( moments)

        There are times when we get that rear opportunity to seize a moment, that consist of the total of all moments spent between you and another; or you and a group of people (we can sometimes say that I just saw my life flash before me)  but there are times when you are there to see the passing of a person ( dieing friend, family member, or even someone you don't even know )  when they reach a pinnacle of complete joy and they smile at you showing that peace that passes all understanding, you find yourself walking away filled with satisfaction knowing inside that one day you could experience that joy too;  but the requirements are to follow in their footsteps.   I set this poem at that cross road and hope you can leap off from it and find some of the joy I did.

Moments

Yes! there are moments that come and make me look forward to the next,

They come so quickly and then they pass so fast.

I sometimes wish I could show you some of my beautiful moments I have had;

And the ones that would make just laugh and laugh and laugh.

In my life I had moments of holding hands, moments of planting tiny trees,

And placing sticks in the ground to hold the rose trees so they could stand.

I have had moment where disasters struck and I helped to see the injured through;

And I have had moments of just loving between me and you.

There were moments when the news came through and we were at war; and I had wished to go and do my fight;

Not to murder but defend, to bring peace , to bring right not just take another’s life.

And of course the moments when you hold your breathe, as we all did wondering if our son, husband, or daughter, or even friend had died in the end.

But most of all I wish you could see the moments when I have told you from the very bottom of my soul, I love you in spirit and in truth and your eyes told the truth of disbelief.

Those are the I think Moments I think about,

I do and so dearly remember that one moment when I held you in my arms;

Your smile was just so Charmin, it gave life to me and all who was there as you died.

That was the very moment you held me tight and whispered in my ear,

After you left us I became strong, brave, and I went on and never shed a tear.
It was at that moment I had no doubt the moments we spent together the Good and the bad was moments of pour love.

By  GtW  o1-19-1o

The last Kiss

The last Kiss

Our eyes met my dearest wife and me; . . . .  She held the tears back but we knew the tragedy;

It was hard to deal with, especially when for year you have tried to have all that is a family.

I kneel each day and I cried to God . . . .  Why me? Why we?

You promised!  . . . . To make me whole, an heir would give me immortality;

In shame I cry.

Then with her warm and tenderness I felt her arms wrap around me;

This woman whom the lord is my Armor Bearer; she keeps me in perfect stride.

We had three times lost little beauties; I thought she was tested enough, 

They died and have slipped right by us and so we cried.

I see no devil; I heard of no conspiracy,  I know of no generational curse, I speak of not of darkness, but the light that shines within us!

How much more can this man take with his woman by his side?

There are days I have thought not to awake,

But when the sun comes up the night’s weeping somehow goes away.

Each day you fill me with comfort, exactly what I need to greet the day;

And like always we kneel before you; my wife and me, each day we pray;

My love for children grows stronger every day . . . . . I think; and even though my lips may not move,   my heart takes time out to repent and pray.

So if I may just have one more chance as Abraham did . . . just a child to care for would keep me strong,  

Father God, please! my wife and I to raise a kid.

With all my heart and soul I live my life just do your will ….

Then at night I will give her one last kiss.

And a kiss to bring tomorrow total bliss.

This is just the last kiss of a father’s pain.

By GtW  o1/18/1o cc

What do you believe? and do you stand on good foundation? Help me to believe to

I believe  

I believe in the God of Israel,

the God of Abraham, of Isaac, of Jacob and of Moses.

I believe in Jesus Christ the son of the living God, Jehovah,

who made all that is!

I believe that the Bible is complete,

and it is the inspired word of the living God.

I believe that the Bible is the only manual,

designed for man; to live an upright and righteous life.

I believe that Jesus Christ came, and died on the cross for the sins of man.

I believe that Jesus Christ showed us the path; to live a holy life.

I believe that there is only one way to heaven,

and that is through the lord Jesus Christ.

I believe that Christ left clear instructions for us,

and that is to love one another,

and also encompassed in that is the Ten Commandments.

I believe that any man, who does not obey the Ten Commandments, 

does not love God.

I believe that God makes no mistakes and leaves nothing to chance.

I also believe that God’s word never changes,

I believe it has been that way; even before time.

I believe that there is a heaven and there a hell,

I believe the answers to our questions,

lay in only one place; and that is the King James Bible.

I believe that any man who Questions my God,

Has never sat with Him and spoken with Him in spirit and truth.

I believe that everyone knows there is a God!

The truth is that they do not know His name, Jehovah, the God of Israel.

 

I believe that when one truly knows Jehovah God,

and looks in His eyes; they will fall to their knees.

I believe that this should be a Christian’s only pledge.

I believe, that this poem (I believe) was inspired by Jehovah God,

And written by GtW o2-o2-o7

There is only one way to love you

There is only one way to love you.

                In short there is only one way to love you or me, and I don’t want to be loved with just one simple soft touch; the way where you touch me for the short and leave me cold standing there to find myself!    Now take me with you! On a journey to far off places in your heart, hold my hand, hold it so hard and never let me forget that you are here, let me feel the very love I came for is the love that I had got.    

No meager kisses; just to get my attention! Who do you; think you are?  To leave me out in the rain, standing at attention waiting (no answer came; I was dismayed)                for I have loved you and have given my soul! Although I nay not look for your repayment;

Because this! This dear! My dear! . . . . Were more than just you giving a simple hand shake agreement;     this was our one and only covenant! 

Us vowing a lifetime of true spiritual love; and commitment before God and before man.

I am afraid there is no other way to love !! ! !

                Our love was not filled with fluffy white stuff!  Or holds the taste of bitter wine, our love  was grown from the very hand of God Himself;  the kind of things that makes time a mockery, but our love still aged like aged wine And it did that with the very blood that flow within our hearts and our dance came from the drum beat, and the melody of the synchronized passion, straight and harmony from the angels sinning hallelujah in heaven above. (They do this when there is Godly love and man partakes)   

Don’t hold me at such distance! And make me feel as like a stranger:  Pull me close; so close, so that neither wind nor storm can come between us and move us apart;

It is in your very own vow! The very words that you had spoken! In which God holds you true to, it is the testament that has consummated the only way to truly love!       

 Love me with all your passion, with   purpose, with need, with want, with all that can be found within and without;

 And I will promise to you, that you will never be short in my promises as my life is before God and man and I  do not hold myself to anything less but to all the more as my Father God permits.             He  holds me to be abound to virtue, to discipline, to order and His every word, which holds no earthly consequence but I will be judged in the heavenly courts, if my work of justly love to you is not fulfilled.

 I lift my heart, my very soul, my love to my king and ask him for strength, and the power that only comes with focus, discipline, and heavenly order, wisdom, and understanding;  (these things we should always ask for in the words of Proverbs sing)  as I repent daily from my sins.    So that our love is always renewed again and again;   my dearest love this is the only way to love!

And if by chance you should find another way to fill this heavenly order of love, I am the one who professes to love you with heart and soul, therefore accept my open nest to put pride aside and not make it our obstacle.

But God has not left me weak as you man or without discernment, as we pool our love, to make good advice or guide us in spirit and the truth together

So that when our walk changes, we may walk in that direction strong in the word of God.  Putting Him first! And allowing  as our Father God lead our way.

  That my love is the only way to love.       

By GtW  o1-13-2o1o

You just hurt me when you went by

         This is and old poem that I wrote awhile ago which showed actual controversy I had going on,  why I stayed away from churches;  but the great surprise was that there were churches who would read is poem and then ask to use it to bring back some of their lost.    They just could not get enough of this poem and they would ask to use it to bring people back home into the fold; "The poem Hugs welcomes you home Dianne "  smile because :-) God's arms is open wide.         He has not turned His back on the whole world yet!   and when He does where will you be?  I hope you would be in church.    I hope you be loyal to the cause  of Jesus Christ and kept yourself separated from those are against the Father is the giver of life? to be separated from the Father is death that hurts the saviour Jesus Christ.        I remember when and where I stood back then;    an out cast helpless in a world of sin,  did not know where I was going but so ashamed of the place I had been.       Watching the whole world pass me by, seeing that no one cared enough to invite me home and break bread like the disciples did with the savour Jesus.        Now while I lay there In a pool of my own blood,  Christ said no and showed the ultimate love,  saved my life while He allowed them to take His very own.      The very purest of men,  God from heaven came to bare the cross and save all mortal man.     He lifted me and gave me life again in spite of how men may have treated me, His order stands tall and true,  love is not about you but about the things I ask you to.          Now lets all take a different view invite the homeless to your home as you would a friend then God's true love can start a new.        Here is the deal sit back and enjoy the poem maybe somewhere in there you will find a little you.  I love you and write because I am told to.    GtW

Hugs

Here I am standing

My arms at my side

Puffing and blowing

Yet ready to cry

I am the least of your

Neighbors

In a small broken down shack

My front door I can’t open

So I enter from the back

I’ve been living alone here

For more than seven years

I saw when you moved in

I really didn’t care

I know where your church is

Just up the road

You never said anything to me

Not even hello

So what if I am real grumpy

And my life is full of sin

And yes I am a little smelly

But that’s the way I have been

Maybe if you had approached me

And treated me like a man

Maybe I would drop my guard

Then I would shake your hand

With just a little effort 

Then God’s love can begin

If you say you love Jesus!

Then hug the lesser man

By GtW 1o-22-o3 cc

God uses the people in the Bible in our lives again and again. He replants there good deposit in our live we should use it for Him.  1Corinthians 7:20-24 All are called

The ripen Tomatoes

To laborers in God’s kingdom

We thank you for your heart of gold

You work so hard behind the seen

To get us all nice and clean

Your life is hard this much is true

But I am so glad you know,

 That God has called you

Your earthly rewards is a smile or two

From all God’s work you chose to do

You never complain! Maybe now and then

But for those who know you

You are heaven sent

And for all the tasks that you take

It is our turn

To say we appreciate

Although there are times

This task we have failed to do

Deep in our hearts we also know

You! Are forgiving too

Keep on doing the thing you always do

There are so many lost souls depending on you

Just to say something of great encouragement

The bible talks of your relentless persistence

You are like ripen tomatoes

That God had picked

The job you do

Please never quit

And when you are dried

And all decayed

God still uses you

He replants the seeds

By GtW o6-o2-2oo2

The planting of a seed

        It was Bella’s turn to tell her story and just like that she started to cry.        She said you would not believe you if I told you but this story is absolutely true and I am afraid that if I tell you, well you may all think my crazy.

          I was a young girl at the time, working in a vineyard that belonged to my father, life was the sweetest that I could every remember;       my father was a very large man and his hands was just as soft and pure woven silt, I loved father and when he would call me he would say ( in a very heavy voice Bella, Bella Dana, then He said once more Bella Dana Del-rosa Galgatha; my sweet Bella!

          And I would run to him and he would just hold me as if there were no tomorrow, his hands of silk would hold my cheeks and he would kiss me on my forehead,  I was loved and knew it.    I had decided then that I would keep my heart for the man with hands like my father and a huge heart that could wrap around me and keep me safe and I would have no fear that I would be left of abandoned to fight on my own..            So I grew to be the beautiful Bella that my father loved so well and he cared for my mother and me with all of his heart; He worked the field so hard and made us rich not needing for anything.           Then one day my father was just out with the other who he had hired and he was no more;  they brought him from the fiend and they were all crying we all loved my father he was so good to all the people he met and that knew him.    I could tell you of stories when he saved others and was about to give his very own life so they could live, and the time he was in the mountain searching for weeks over this lam that we had who had a limp and did not walk well,  he was out there in the cold and he cried when she died giving birth.       But he looked up to God and said Father I thank you for this blessing and I trust you and whatever was done I guess you had to allow  my crooked sweetheart to die and give us her new born, Thank you lord then we prayed.   

          I somehow knew that father was going to go and leave us because he always told me and mom that your tears are not for when I am gone they are for the strength in knowing that God ‘s love and mercy will always keep you strong.      God is good all the time be watchful and pay mind.

          I lived some and Mother she got weak and fell while gathering wood in the storm one night and caught the death of a cold and pneumonia took her from me and just like father said my tears made me strong knowing God’s mercy and love.        I left that old country side and went to the city,  took some classes in growing grapes and making wine, back to my roots when in class father sat right there with me and it was great.   I met a young man that just had a passion I had never seen before and the funny thing his hands were like silk!    We would talk for hours and I would listen to him as I would to father then he would smile and look up to the sky as he said thank you father in a soft voice.       Well he had to go to his home on an emergency, from the way he said goodbye I had the feeling that I would never see him again, two and a half years to the day I went back to my home and visited family and friends as the festive occasions started I felt a joy knowing that father was here and I sat just out of reach but near enough to see.       Then a young man came and sat next to me with his head down and asked if she was well while she was away and well taken care of and I said yes it was as if my father was there too and I met someone who made life worth it all.      Then I look up and saw it was Philippe the young man who I spent all that time with and I smiled.     I have a confession to you,  I was told to be there for you at all times and I was taught very well by your Father he loved me as a son,  then One day he made me promise to be like an angel to you and he paid for everything for me before he died, so you see that is why we got along so well,  but one thing more he did not tell me that he also planted the seed of love in my heart for you and he made me the man he was and that is what I had come to learn you were in love with your father maybe not me and I had to come back to tend to the vineyard as I had promised , I am so sorry my dear lady.

          I then told him I was in love with the man he was not my father the seed grew and there stood before me was what I had been looking for,  even in death my father was looking out for his Bella  Dana Del-rosa Galgatha the daughter he loved so much.    And I know it was the mercies of God that His prayers were answered.

A piece not yet completed but shows how love can transcend time and space to reach the fourth and fifth generations of a man’s heart and love for God that will cover his family .

By GtW  o1-13-11