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Monday, August 29, 2011
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: The language of laughter
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: The language of laughter: What language is laughter? I speak Italian and you German Yet you understood my very laughter expression I am amazed at this little fact...
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: Hey! Champion
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: Hey! Champion: The champion in you Let it soar like an eagle Above and beyond the challenges One by one, jump over each hurdle Walk, run, fly Th...
Hey! Champion
The champion in you
Let it soar like an eagle
Above and beyond the challenges
One by one, jump over each hurdle
Walk, run, fly
There is no problem greater
Than what God has deposited in you
Kill worrying, she is too distracting
There is no obstacle stronger
Than what God has given you
Your victory is coming
It may not be fast and quick, but it will come full
Patience is your friend, impatience your enemy
His laws, your road map
Your obedience, the access key
There is a champion in you
Walk, run, fly, soar
Above it all,
Cry, ask why, but don’t stop try
There is a champion in you
Let it soar like an eagle
Above and beyond the challenges
One by one, jump over each hurdle
Walk, run, fly
There is no problem greater
Than what God has deposited in you
Kill worrying, she is too distracting
There is no obstacle stronger
Than what God has given you
Your victory is coming
It may not be fast and quick, but it will come full
Patience is your friend, impatience your enemy
His laws, your road map
Your obedience, the access key
There is a champion in you
Walk, run, fly, soar
Above it all,
Cry, ask why, but don’t stop try
There is a champion in you
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
You Made A Difference In My Life
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Run!
Life is a race; you better believe it and must be prepared to run…
Every morning when you wake you have got to run…
Enemy coming at you to tempt and deceive you, you better be running…
You know you’ve got the intelligence and you like to win an argument but sometimes you have got to run…
Those who run away aren’t necessarily the weak or cowards…most often they are wise
Run! Like joseph
Run! Don’t be like Samson
Run! Away from the lust of the eyes and the flesh
Run! Away from the drugs and substance abuse
Run! Away from the fights that never end but change your entire life and bring you death
Run! Away from greed and the love of money
Run! Away from the love of the world
Run! Away from yourself
It is a race in which you are running against yourself and time
Run teenage boy run
Run teenage girl run
Run husband run
Run wife run
Single man and woman, run
Some won’t cheer you on but they’ll quickly scorn…run, run and run
You may have failed as a son but you don’t have to fail as a dad
You may have failed as a wife, but you don’t have to fail as a mom…run, run, and run
If you are going to run well you must learn what to run to and what to run away from
In any case when you wake in the morning, Run!
(Animated image from: www.halhigdon.com/
Monday, August 22, 2011
Game Over
Why do I allow you to rob my joy…and bring me pain
Why do I keep allowing you to take my pride…return me shame
What you think of me does not determine my name
Once upon a time you would mesmerize my mind
I would be fool’s foot ball to be kicked where your legs saw fit
But TODAY, you will no longer walk over me, no way
I am claiming my victory
I’m writing a new story
Time to walk in God’s glory
I’m changing my name
I'm changing my game
Here’s my status for you:
GAME OVER
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Why I Cried...
There was so much happening…
Too much that I had little or no control over…
“Make it stop! Make them go away!” I shouted repeatedly…
But as each sun rose then set, it grew worse and worse…
I started bottling it all up…
Fighting it on the inside…
Hurting myself more and more…
Once I thought I would quit…
Twice I lifted my eyes and started to do it…
I internalized it, I criticized it, I hated it…
But as each sun rose then set, it grew worse and worse…
The system, the people and the way things were designed…
They all seemed to have been working against me on over time…
They had disrupted my reasoning and messed up my mind…
I felt my heart at a snail's pace bleeding as the pain grew stronger…
“Oh God, I just can’t take this any longer!”…
“Make it stop! Make them go away!” I shouted repeatedly…
Then one day it all hit me so hard…
My head felt like it was about to explode…
My heart burned from pepper mixed with fire…
Then slowly down my cheeks the teardrops came…
No longer could I bear the anguish and the pain…
As I sat down to write this, down came the tears again…
I cried and I cried as healing tears washed my eyes…
Then I cried some more so my heart could see life around me a bit clearer…
Now that I have cried, today I stand stronger, wiser, brighter and happier…
I have dried my eyes, I have had my sad moments, so when you see me smile, let me go by…
I know why I smile and I know why I laugh, I also know why I cried…
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
I am a Seed
Planted
Nurtured
Lived
Germinated
Matured
Fruitful and now it gives
A word spoken
A kind deed given
These are precious seeds
I am a seed
So too are you
Whose seed do you carry?
I am a seed of another seed
You carry a sown seed
It determines how you live and who you marry
Plant a seed for change,
It may not grow in your life time
But plant it anyway
Many have planted
We are their produce
They live on, once we speak
I pause to honour
The difference they have made
A vital difference in me and perhaps you
A chosen seed
A seed of love
A seed of mercy
A seed of purple or blue
A seed of thoughtfulness too
I am a seed, so too are you
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Far from it...
I am perfect…far from it
I am righteous…oh dear, far from it
I am very loving…far from it
I forgive easily…oh man! Far from it
I love the Lord…now I am a bit closer
I want to live with Him forever…now you talking (BIG SMILE)
I am not perfect, but your love is bringing me closer to it
I am not righteous, but you are my righteousness
I am not so loving, especially to those who hurt me, but I am transformed by your love for me
I use to forgive easier before all this madness around me but you are teaching me daily to let it go
Wow!
It is no wonder why I am able to sleep well at nights and live in peace
Because everything I am not, you are
When I am far from you, I am far from all the good and holy things too
All you ask is that I remain close to you
Thank you Jesus
Sunday, August 7, 2011
The Love Story
‘A list of thought provoking comments and questions on love’
• The story of the average young searching for love is both confusing and mixed up, but who says that's the way it always have to be...
• Why do you have to make all the wrong selections before arriving at the right one?
Desperate for love we accept God’s reject...
Why so many people in love aren’t willing to forgive each other?
Love makes communication easier; disrespect makes it harder...
The word love means a whole lot of different things to different people and to the same people at times...
Loneliness should not be your main reason to seek love or a companion...
If the mind loves misery it will not find comfort anywhere else...
There is an element of ‘love’ which says, ‘taken for granted’...
Whatever you love sometimes you want more of, I wonder whether that is the case for those who love the poor?
You will do for love what you believe is impossible for everything else.
A love quest often leaves the chased and the chaser blind to others...
When a child loves you he/she believes you are perfect, but as they grow older we teach them to look for faults and hold on to them...
Love is very encouraging to the heart...
My BEST days are the ones I gave love without partiality.
Dog Quarrel
In the still of the night
The cry of grey hounds filled the air
A fierce quarrel among the beasts
Bark, bark, everywhere
They all were speaking at the same time
So what the other said, I could not hear
Brutal, heated words, they were not clear
You dare not grab a dog by its ear
Though they were near, a distant away
I would not dare, I would not dare
A bite may be better than a bark from the beasts
They quarreled louder dangerously quiet a tease
Like pairs of ferocious women
Bitterly they tore each others’ flesh with growls
Barking the clouds from out the sky
No neighbour to calm this flood of fire
Acrimonious sound bites
‘Brown dawg!’
A fight ensued, I knew it
The quarrel wouldn’t last
Midnight only a distant past
Skimpily clod
I knew I had to
Sweep for my sleep
I grabbed the broom, dashed from the room
Breathing heavily
Blood was in my eyes
Too long, in the middle of the streets
A grave wrong had robbed my sleep
I rushed outside so fast
Two huge stones followed me
I tossed the stones and I wielded my broom
The sacred angry dog pack rapidly dispersed
Leaving a wounded lying still
He was too badly bitten
One quarrel
One fight
One sacrifice
Dogs short of fence
Owners starved of sense
Must a child now pay?
The cry of grey hounds filled the air
A fierce quarrel among the beasts
Bark, bark, everywhere
They all were speaking at the same time
So what the other said, I could not hear
Brutal, heated words, they were not clear
You dare not grab a dog by its ear
Though they were near, a distant away
I would not dare, I would not dare
A bite may be better than a bark from the beasts
They quarreled louder dangerously quiet a tease
Like pairs of ferocious women
Bitterly they tore each others’ flesh with growls
Barking the clouds from out the sky
No neighbour to calm this flood of fire
Acrimonious sound bites
‘Brown dawg!’
A fight ensued, I knew it
The quarrel wouldn’t last
Midnight only a distant past
Skimpily clod
I knew I had to
Sweep for my sleep
I grabbed the broom, dashed from the room
Breathing heavily
Blood was in my eyes
Too long, in the middle of the streets
A grave wrong had robbed my sleep
I rushed outside so fast
Two huge stones followed me
I tossed the stones and I wielded my broom
The sacred angry dog pack rapidly dispersed
Leaving a wounded lying still
He was too badly bitten
One quarrel
One fight
One sacrifice
Dogs short of fence
Owners starved of sense
Must a child now pay?
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Hiding From Myself
I haste,
I haste,
To find a place,
A place beneath,
In this game of hide and seek,
Hide me from myself,
Make me into someone else,
A heart that is 180 degrees to my mind,
Myself I hid, now I try desperately to find,
I travel where my desires are greatest,
No, not where my Father say is best,
Hide me from myself,
Make me into someone else,
Fear and shame,
Give me a new name,
I detest it,
I dislike it,
Who I am and who I have become,
I can no longer hide,
I must ride my tide,
My thoughts
My mind
My secrets
My stuff
Though not perfect
A seed of righteousness is in me
I am God’s promise for someone’s dream
I must fulfill it
I must live it
I am bringing this game to an end
I want to be free, Jesus is my friend
I am in it, to win it
I am in it, to win it
(God loves us just as we are, come as you are, bring all your broken pieces, bring it all to Jesus, He is calling, He is waiting)
Friday, August 5, 2011
Independence Quotes
1. The spirit of independence was breathing heavily down our necks; we could not contain its fury. We gave in and now we celebrate 49 years of it all.
2. Such great wealth in being independent, if we could sell then it may be priceless.
3. The sweet tune of the Jamaican song, ‘wi love yu, wi luv yu a jah mek yah’
4. We have endured so much suffering and pain. Our fore fathers made such great sacrifices, the price of freedom has already been paid, it is now time to live, preserve it and pass it on.
5. Independence is great for those who know what its worth
6. Its such a funny thing that we believe we are much wiser today yet those who fought for our freedom did so with so little and we have so much and having such a hard time keeping it.
7. The stories of Jamaica’s independence must be told, written in books and stored in libraries and universities so we will rise above our challenges of yesterday and become stronger, better and wiser tomorrow.
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