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In remembrance of Me (Christ Jesus, Isa, son of Miriam).
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'Be merciful, as your Master (Lord) is merciful.' - Isa, Jesus, son of Mary
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So that the world will know that I love my Father
'I have not much more time to speak with
you,' the Son of Man saying.
'The ruler of this world approaches.
He has no power o'er me (over me,
no power, he has.)
Yet, I will do the will of the
one who sent Me, so that the world
will know that I love my Father.
If you really loved Me, you would be
glad that I am going to my Father,
for He is greater than I. I am leaving
you now, but I will come again, and
be with you for-ever and ever.'
Ok, Jesus :-) Christ Jesus
2017-07-01 16:14:02 +00:00
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'Do not be overly angry, O Lord.
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Do not be angry beyond measure
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with us, O Judge over the Day
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of Judgment!' ("repent, for the
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kingdom of G!D - the kingdom
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of Heaven - is near! It is not
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far!" Jesus, the Christ, saying).
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2017-07-01 15:54:41 +00:00
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<a href="#quattro"
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>Your- do not be afraid. Take courage.
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Your father, who is in Heaven, your Father
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is given great happiness to give you'
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the kingdom' (as Scriptures have on record)
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:-) ^_^
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Blessed art thou, father in Heaven.
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our one and only Father.
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our one and only father, blessed art
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thou.
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ruler of the universe (and
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everything in it)
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hallowed is thy name.
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thy kingdom come!
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2017-07-01 15:35:28 +00:00
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<a href="#five">'How do we know when we have reached perfect love? When there is no
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more fear' (from Scriptures)</a>
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So that the world will know that I love my Father
'I have not much more time to speak with
you,' the Son of Man saying.
'The ruler of this world approaches.
He has no power o'er me (over me,
no power, he has.)
Yet, I will do the will of the
one who sent Me, so that the world
will know that I love my Father.
If you really loved Me, you would be
glad that I am going to my Father,
for He is greater than I. I am leaving
you now, but I will come again, and
be with you for-ever and ever.'
Ok, Jesus :-) Christ Jesus
2017-07-01 16:14:02 +00:00
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2017-07-01 16:05:32 +00:00
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Dear Diary,
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How are you?
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May peace
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[and the Life] be with you in
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the name of the Lord Christ Jesus.
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<p>from the writer:
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:-) <br/>
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^_&
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'Do not err, my beloved
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brethren,' wrote the apostle
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Paul, 'every good gift
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and every perfect gift
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is from above, coming down
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from the father of lights,
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[the blessed Father, who
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is unseen in front of men,
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and who is in Heaven]
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with whom there is no
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variableness or changing
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or turning of shadow
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[nor excessively heavy
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yokes like those that
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teachers of the Law, and
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Pharisees, and hypocrites,
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lay down even on the very
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aged]'.
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Save me from my enemies, O G!D, our Lord!
My enemies scorn and despise me on all sides.
My friends are afraid of me, and turn away from me
when they see me on the streets.
I am in distress!
O, but I put my trust in You, O, our Lord, G!D!
Rescue me from the traps that my enemies set for me.
Silence the lips of those who boldly slander G!D and
those whom G!D has sent- those who defile G!D with
arrogant words that they let out from their mouths, oh,
those who have lofty speech, make them silent!
Do not relent- you must not relent your anger!
Destroy them! O
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<p>The Almighty has drawn evening across the
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earth, and the man ponders on himself and
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his G!d. He is a strange creation, he thinks,
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growing as he appears, and also aware of his on[-]going
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dis[-]appearance. For which part of his body is new,
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or his bones, or his flesh, that will prompt a new
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'Thing' in the world? [paragraph break] And yes,
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the uncertainty of his existence threatens him,
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and waits in hiding to be acknowledged, on the heels
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of Recognition.
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<p>G[!]d brought people to me to[-]day, Diary, and some
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of the experience was pleasant, and some not so much.
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Three of my former high-school class[-]mates arrived at the
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ward, and G!d reminded me later of my vulnerability
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amidst serving the Christ, when [H]e brought my [']father[']
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to the ward (he is not a seeker of the Christ, nor is he seeking
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Christ, as far as I can tell.)
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<p>Do you speak Mandarin Chinese, or can you read it, at least?
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<p><i>from the writer: Translating... :-) For the love of G!D,
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and to the Most Merciful and Compassionate One be praise and
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the glory.
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</i>
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<p>Although I do not count myself as having achieved perfection,
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as if I were a mountain or statue that has been molded and
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made perfect - oh, I do not count myself as such - and do not
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have all the powers that G!D has to work great deeds that shelter
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and transport Man, and nourish you and me, and do not know
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all the rigid instructions, of the world, that lays a yoke
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on-to one such that one turns to the direction where the sun
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sets, or plucks hair out from the nostrils of one - oh,
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I feel a load that is yoked upon me, instead, in
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the plentiful harvest of the fields that G!D has given me to
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tend, as if I ought to forge a bow or axe for myself out-side of
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the houses of happy people who put the proverbial cart before the horse,
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among these blurring definitions (of myself)
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that G!D has caused in a baptism of fire to a disobedient
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one such as myself, who seems doomed to be as clouds
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of dust and ash - what with the sword, that He has plunged into
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my soul, that is tormenting me greatly - I speak, in an effort
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to make my humanity heard, the following: if G!D has given me
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this worldly life as a comfort - a form of mercy
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from the Most Merciful and Compassionate One, or a brief respite -
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then what they have done to me falls short of what lets
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the light of the Most Merciful One - who created us, and is working
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great and mighty wonders in His immeasurable splendour and
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ways that are above my own - shine;
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they do not glorify their Maker, who is maker of all. I see
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room for the Lamb to do the will of the one who sent the Lamb. I see
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room for work that reconciles the below to the above. I see
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a gap to be filled. And how great the cry must be
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to He-who-provides, from where they are! Oh, to imagine
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the saltiness that remains on their hearts after their tears
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have dried! To borrow an expression
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from the one and only Teacher,
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if this happens in the green, what more in the dry!
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<p><i>Mysterious marks that look like armies or soldiers
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<p>Where G!D has sent me to is where wild people
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have the comfort of their shelters and women, and yet
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bake bread that leaves people half-hungry after they eat it.
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Not a joyous effort at all, are all these plucking of nostril-hairs,
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and turning to the direction where the sun sets. To the extent
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that they have turned the commandments of G!D to suit the desires
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of their hearts, they are all alike, regardless of their
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positions in society, gender identity, sexual identity, and
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the number of years that they have lived (or the number
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of wrinkles
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on their fore-head). And these are people who are made
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in the likeness of their Maker! How outrageous! I am
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greatly anxious and distressed for these people whom
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G!D offers His covenant to. My lowly heart is beset with
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with unexpressed emotions, as if my heart were in a sealed
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jar that is becoming a little too cramped, or as if the heat
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of summer had been poured into a drink that leaves me burning
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upon consumption. Oh, to whom shall I turn the ancient
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trees and mountains of my soul towards: G!D who clothes me,
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or those whom G!D has destroyed since long ago in plagues
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and floods and earthquakes that only those who are like Noah
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can be spared from? Who am I to model myself after? Or who
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am I to speak up for? Or rest my weary soul against? O! How
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I have spent nights sitting, by my lonesome, under the shifts
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and changes of the moon, wishing to be with You, enjoying
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the lush abundance of what G!D provides in his covenant with
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an oppressed, persecuted and doomed one such as myself!
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O, Jehovah!
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<p>oh, in the heat of the day, I have felt humiliation.
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<p>Dear Diary,
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Strangled and a-ware /
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I comb fingers in-to ash /
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as I dis-ap-pear
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They fold the-ir hands /
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As they sit a-cross from me /
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How do I praise G!d
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They came on a day /
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When it was cold and wind-less /
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They came suddenly
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Tiles and small stock-piles /
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Bring on a cas-cade of fear /
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and the stop in me
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They pushed some bis-cuit /
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and mix-ture to me at tea /
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They shan't break my fast!
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On a ce-real crack /
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The rai-sin traced me as best /
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as a dry <strike>hump</strike>lump
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can
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The wild crane stands fast /
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A-mong te rol-ling grass field /
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As he jour-neys past
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They are in a war /
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They are wield-ing seen weapons /
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But we, un-seen, win
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They are in a war /
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They are seen wielding weapons /
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But we win, unseen
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To make a dam burst /
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It is im-por-tant to risk /
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Flood-ing the ri-ver
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How many swallows /
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Follow the si-lence as well /
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As a stag-nant pond?
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How many swallows follow the
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selection of an old
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stagnant
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pond?
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Day comes and night goes /
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Silk-i-ly e-nough on wings /
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of a red fea-ther
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The bumblebee flies /
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Listening to the sounds of snorts /
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and grumbling hammers
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<i>from the writer: Lest they
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tramply on them, and then turn
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and attack you, do not set
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your pearls before swine.'
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(hur-hur-huk) (laughing)
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This is from Scriptures.
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The bumblebee flies /
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But tastes its own honey in /
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no such haste as Man
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On the equator
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/ of a rectangle that curls
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/ up leaving I
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<strike>you</strike>,
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me
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Isn't it curious?
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In between the lines the bird /
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Makes its victory
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Dear Diary,
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How are you? May peace be with you
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in the name of the Lord Christ Jesus.
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<p>If I had a wing / I would not flap but / boldly cover me
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<p>
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<i>from the writer: If G[!]d had a wing / would He use it
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to carry / The sound of the trees
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Am I so vulnerable
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<i>from the writer: 'With gladness I boast about thorn
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in flesh (that was given to me to torment me, and to keep
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me from being proud - a messenger of the one who calls himself
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the Angel of Light), delight in weaknesses, and gladly boast
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about troubles, persecutions, oppression from people unknown
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and known to me, hardships, emotional turns and swoops and
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flights, tribulations, for the sake of the One with the Name
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(Christ).' (from Scriptures)
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Am I so vulnerable that a[n] offer of a mixture is
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deceiving
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and
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tempting? Are you?
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They have familiarity with toxins. It's so embittering,
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disappointing and upsetting! Oh!
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</p>
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<p>from the writer: 'Remorseful, huh. Regrets? Or not? For the sake
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of the Christ, huh. The Anointed One who calls himself the
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son of Man. "Three times I asked the Lord to remove it
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from me. What? The thing causing (me) pain. The thorn in flesh.
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He said: My grace is sufficient for you. Good enough. Enough for
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you, my grace is. My power is greatest in weakness.
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(as has been recorded in Scriptures)
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"'</p>
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<p>On the day of the Sabbath, Shaddai settles into his [or His]
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resting place after his work of the Creation.
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</p>
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<p>The awesome G!d is with you, Diary, and He will
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<strike>peso</strike> personally go ahead of you before them.
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<p>
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Oh, such mercy, as Pope Francis said: so much mercy, especially
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for confessors!
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<p>G!d sent four former high school
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<p><i>from the writer: (laughing) hur-hur-hur-hur. Four... form.. er...
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form-er... four.. form... four... for... It's too funny! :-D ^.^ (still
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laughing) ha- G!D is better comedian than I am :-D Thanks, Daddy :-) ^.^
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>.<
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G!d sent four former high school friends to me in the evening.
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When I looked on the gifts which one brought to me, I saw the
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words: 'When you only see one set of footprints in
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the sand, it is because I was carrying you.' That was awesome!
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<p>
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Scripture says that you ought to
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say, 'If this is G!d's will, we will
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live and also do this or that,' instead
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of boasting that tomorrow you will
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go to this or that city, live there for
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a few years and make a profit. This is a
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reminder from G!d to me about my limits
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and capabilities.
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<p>You are <strike>like</strike> an open
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book, Diary, and I trust G!d will involve
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you in his [or His]
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plan as he [or He] sees fit.
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I received many blessings from the Father
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today. I am especially grateful as I had prayed
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to die, earlier.
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<p>G!d is telling me that there is more
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to me that he sees, other than what I see[,] and what they see.
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The word of G!d is a lamp unto thy path[,] and a
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light unto thy feet.
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<strike>(Psalms</strike>
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The context is the words I saw earlier in a [']Christian[']
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publication, on the trees and tents that G!d sees in a group
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of wanderers and ex-slaves.
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They call for bed-time / <br/>
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On a summer night in trop-ics / <br/>
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What a silent moon!
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From the writer: they call for bed-time / on a Sabbath that Lord rules /
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how patient Lord is!
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