Stormy

Anchor, hold me still, as the winds and the waves rage,
Keep me in my place, tied to You, the chain embrace.

"Let the bones you have crushed rejoice."

When I breath out...it's like my insides are dusty and cracking and peeling away...it's like the wind of the breath is ripping me apart from the inside and removing it with the flow of the air...

The once lush inner-being has been found broken-down....the whole lay in ruin....


Despair comes....but hope has dealt his death blow.

Oh God,

Let, Your glory shine, let it fill my mind,
Purify my soul with Your love,
Help, me walk Your path, straighten out my act,
Blessed be my God above.

For too long I've stumbled as though I've been blind.
Your righteousness will take place of mine,
Your holy presence, charged with divine,
I love You God my King.
I love You God my King.

I desire what's Right, and hate what is wrong,
If I have not love, I'm just a clanging gong,
If I have love, my word's a love song,
Hear the cry of my heart O Lord.
Hear the cry of my heart O Lord.

Work among Your people, Take home in our hearts,
Build in us Your steeple, fill our inmost parts,
Make Your love ripple, touch the uttermost unclean,
Bring to Yourself the lost, open eyes to things unseen.

HEAL MY BROTHERS, HEAL MY FRIENDS,
HEAL ALL PEOPLES, O GOD HEAL UNTO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH.
We are desperately, in need. We despair when we feel Your not there.
But You are, and we are just blind...blind...blind...deaf, and dumb.....
O God stick out Your thumb, rub my eyes, so I can see, how holy You are.


We just want to love you more and more and more...WE LOVE YOU, Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit!

interesting read on alcohol here

I used to have this book


I thought it was good, but someone borrowed it and never returned it...oh well it's pretty cheap and I could always buy another copy. I recommend it. It's a good read.

A look at the miraculous feedings of Jesus

Jew Side - western
5 loaves...12 baskets leftover

5 books of the Torah...12 tribes of Israel

5,000

Gentile Side - eastern
7 loaves...7 baskets leftover (7 = wholeness, completion, perfection, and cycle of Jubilee)

4,000 (4 = north, south, east, and west)

To the four corners of the earth...the Good News is preached.

The Messianic meal has begun

trying to break the habit of not being habitual

Walking the star's path as the crisp air hits,
Meditating in solitude's bath, licking my chapped lips,
Peace surrounds my soul, though there's something about it, it's
Got me thinking about home, family and friendships,
If only I could quench the craving, fill in the deep hole,
Break out of this slumber because dreams are taking their toll.

Winter day breaks, and the sun shines again,
Since the beginning of all creation time has never yet seen it's end,
I could feel the ray's warmth, the pleasure that it sends,
Like a blanket around my shoulders, to my comfort it tends.