Things held tightly and dear

Those everyday things will not matter at all

In the light of eternity’s dawn

People we voted for – taxes and death

Things we bought and worshipped

Feelings of hope that faded to pain

Will just be a memory on history’s dark page

Time will be past

These “things” will be gone

Shackles all left by the way

For all that we “own” is this thing we call “love”

When God’s gift of “forever” unfolds

Then saints will recall:

Things must have mattered so much to us then

Things we held tightly and dear

But the truth of the matter – its message so clear

“Love” is the only thing man takes from here..

In the light of eternity’s dawn.

Come Lord,
rescue me from evil’s greedy talons.
Plant my feet on plum-robed mountains
safe from the death angel’s charm.

When you are close beside me
I will never be afraid.
You enfold me under Your mammoth wings
You are my shelter from the storm.

Come Lord,
Surprise me with a gift of Your silvery wings
that I may fly away with You
and live forever free.

You have seized my heart with Your love song
You have wooed me with Your unspeakable joy.
You have washed me in Your blood fountain.

I am Yours.

But I so hunger to be with Your Presence.
I so thirst to drink in Your face
I long to thank You for Your gift,
and praise Your immeasurable grace.

Let Him in.

He may not be found in some churches
for their doors are often closed.
He may not be found in the hearts of men
their callous hearts are often froze.

He may not be found on a mountain top,
or in the deep, blue sea.
He’s only found within the one
who’s longing to be free.

But you must open up your heart,
decide on a new life’s direction.
Throw your caution to the wind,
take time for the soul’s reflection.

Let Him in.

He will not come there on His own.
You simply need to pray.
Admit you’re sorry for your sin
and God will come today….

…..to stay
………..just pray.

Let Him in.

Then I spotted the t-shirt on the back of a young man
written in bold, white letters across his back:
“Dreams aren’t what they used to be”

I cried

knowing deep inside
a young man’s dreams had died.

I cried – not for me -
for him and for every young person.

I cried for our children.
I cried for our children’s children.

Who crucified our dreams?

Who stole hope from the next generation?

Who buried the rainbow in the sand?

Who stole success from the believing young man?

Kaleidoscope colors fade away with dreams
signed, sealed and delivered in black ink.

Don’t leave
Forgiven one
You are my precious child
Freedom is found in my Son’s Name
He knows you by your name; you are His now
Do not put faith in another
I am a jealous God
Love only Me
Don’t leave

Look up
Redemption’s nigh
Your redeemer cometh
The angel is about to sound
Pray hard and believe me for all your needs
The storm clouds rise before the Son
Don’t give up or give in
My beloved one
Look up

- Victoria Otazo

The big bang theory and man from monkeys is unbelievable
Why hasn’t another monkey evolved is inconceivable
Yet scientists generate these bogus claims on a daily basis
Cause we accept scientific facts that ought to generate confused faces.

Now I won’t discount evolution as though its existence is merely false
Cause without SOME evolution a lot of species would be lost
Things do evolve it’s a fact, but I think on a much smaller scale
For instance amoebae may become a paramecium but not grow into a whale

That would be a tall tale, but that’s almost the story that these scientists sell
To say that man came from monkeys is ludicrous take that story straight to hell.
A monkey transformed into a man and eventually into ME?
I’m waiting for another monkey to change now that’ll be something to see.

Personally, I find religion wise, and I believe in the One Living God
The other justification for existence doesn’t sit well and it just seems odd
The symmetry involved in every living organism is too precise to have just happened by chance
The way music can overwhelm the spirit, and force the body to dance

Not to mention the notion of emotion, having feeling for something other than self
Makes it obvious to me that there’s a savior in heaven therefore the bible will remain on my shelf
Take it for what it’s worth the decision is yours but I do advise that you choose well
Cause if I’m wrong then death means nothing, but if you are, you’ll be going to hell.

I know I’m not wrong because I feel it inside, and I’ve felt a peace that made no sense
So moving forward I’m choosing God’s side I can no longer remain on the fence.
So don’t get mad when I cry Jesus’ name and try to share with you what’s true
I’m only trying to ensure that in the next lifetime, I still have the chance to see you.

- Thomas Carter