Bits of shimmering color, flushed from trees, left exposed and naked from winter's frist freeze
kicking up in the crispy breeze, behind my drive, through the country
wind and metal shining, polarized lense, old lady trippin mercedes friends
and as a young lady , I can't fall for that one again - what's chosen was driven
before even the first created man, what is His, eternally
Then could it rest in mere man?
Servants are not greater than their Master, who risked eternal death for man
Christ the Son and Savior didn't hesitate for thanks
Why He cried forsaken... He became our sin,
As such, separation from God, possibly forever, an unmeasurable suffering for Him
Holding to the Love infinite, and never letting go
How greater is Love that's proven
Than anything we know
I've revealed my love, most thoroughly
But God,.. who could deny His Word?
All things work together for good
Because of His Love for us
Men betray themselves and maim...He Loves them just the same
We are written in the nail prints in His hand
Truth always in victory, ...and Truth is of the Lamb
His strength is in the tenderness of His eternal hands
So lift your eyes and see, just what we mortals be
Always to wait upon the Lord,...He saw it all before could we
Be willing to hear the call
He's longing for us all
Even those that we think always will stray
What He thinks of that... He showed this day
He mourns the most over Love unreturned
His heart knows all about it
It's soothed with all the brotherly love the worst of dreams can't sully
The love story of life is not man vs. man, but man vs. death, in Jesus Christ
Man learning love in sacrifice
Its value to cleave to with all his might
Heaven weeps for souls still lost, and the Lord, He weeps of cross
..Of cross then borne and bearing

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr---window watcher
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what I see..do you see today? those letters have your heart in them.
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and d.t., could I have seen a miracle,.. it would have been very much a cause for joy. Should I keep love but take back the affection ? I can't this time. d.t. has in his heart today, his own reasons.
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Good sermon. Stupid poem. Wrong bulletin board. - Melinda
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for your info anon--when i commented there were only the first two lines done and any moron could see i was joking about winter's freeze--you say i have a cold heart--take a good look in the mirror bud--WW
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# 9003 by Antoine, was quickly closed, because poem was about Muhammad, not Jesus. If anyone other than the author, closed the poem, it is a violation of posting rules. Author may file a disruption report, and ask to be re-posted, if Antoine did not close it himself. -- Gordita
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Good Sermon, Good Second portion of poem, Too late now to be wrong bulletin board, but I understand your point, ww's heart's been showing symptoms obviously still undiagnosed long before this poem..I know when comment was made, and didn't go near the Muhammad poem.
Would like to say everyone's going to be okay now.