To do his will., is oh , so grand,
even tho, it's perceived,
as tough.
Once you've tasted His pure, sweet, love,
you just, can't get enough!!
But givin up that stubborn flesh,
is damn hard to do, While, all the while,
the world, and all it's skewed, screwed, up thinkin,
no morals on which, to rely:
is yelling,
at you.
Don't, listen, it's a lie.!!
For, if, ya, get, real, real, you can hardly deny;
that left to your own devices, countin on, your fickle, brain,
is like,
not,
comin inside,
from a, pourin down,
rain.
You know there is a God, cause He's been a, callin, you,
but you just like that ole self, and havin, it's way;
more than you think you do.
Cause comin to some place in your mind ,
when ya start to believin, you,
are, worth more than rubbish, with the evil things you've done,
and the ones you still do.
And decide in your intelligence, to leave our God, as a multi faceted, man.
Then you better, rethink: all. You better,
start over again.
Cause Christmas , ain't no joke, we celebrate His birth, or at least, we should.
Cause He, really came, and died for us,
so we could enter in.
It's really, not that hard, for the prize is beyond compare,
to have your name in His book of life,
And in, eternity, to share.
At 33, I was a God, was nothin, I couldn't do.Was flyin around outside of my body, ekankar, or somethin like that, and others, too.
And, I'd be filthy rich, in a year, or , maybe, two.
I'd just won the prize, For the banks, did me pay,
for every dollar that: to tax deferred, their customers, would say.
But the IRS, just pretty as ya, please,
declared the whole thing Illegal, cause,
tax deferred, meant, money, no show.
Oh well,
it caused my fall. I lost over a 1/4 million, and had no,
cash flow.
Well , I fell down on my face, said:"
what do you want from me?
He answered very softly, my heart did He console,
when in my head I heard the words,
I've been with you all, the while, now,
I'm bringin you home.
My Spirit soared, I felt His hand, or something,
there was no doubt,
I went to a prayer, meetin, to find, what,
He's about.
They lay hands on me?, I wasn't really at ease,
but all of the sudden, with a power I'd never felt,
my hairs were standing on end,
and my spirit, began to tremble,
I sensed His awesome Power, felt His love, instead of shame,
and what they prophesied in my life,
left me, never, to be, the same.
That's not to say I've arrived somewhere, no, that will, here, never, be,
for His ways and His Wisdom comes from, over comin me.
It's the journey, that the learnin takes place,
not the destiny!!.
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Fellows and Readers, I will personally endorse Art Proctor, as one of the best and mightiest Bible Teachers I have ever come across....HE HAS THE LIVING INTEGRITY OF OUR LORD!
IN LYRICAL FORM - ART SHOWS US, HOW HIS LIFE IS LIVED FOR HIM, THROUGH HIM, IN HIM, AND BECAUSE OF HIM!
JESUS TOLD US, "APART FROM ME, YOU CAN DO NOTHING"....ART SHOWS THE MEANING OF THOSE WORDS....BY LIVING THEM! - EVERY DAY OF HIS LIFE, AND THEN GRACIOUSLY, PASSING THEM ON TO ALL OF US IN HIS SONGS.
I AM SO BLESSED, TO BE CALLED SISTER AND FRIEND, BY THIS POWERFULLY GIFTED BIBLE TEACHER.
sincerely, Rhonda S. Galizia
Keep the faith my friend!!
Love Tinka
Regis
Birgit and Roger
xxx dove