On meeting and talking to people, bless them in their health, their work, their joy, their relationships to God, themselves, and others. Bless them in their abundance, their finances...bless them in every conceivable way, for such blessings not only sow seeds of healing but one day will spring forth as flowers of joy in the waste places of your own life.

As you walk, bless the city in which you live, its government and teachers, its nurses and street sweepers, its children and bankers, its priests and prostitutes. The minute anyone expresses the least aggression or unkindness to you, respond with a blessing: bless them totally, sincerely, joyfully, for such blessings are a shield which protects them from the ignorance of their misdeed, and deflects the arrow that was aimed at you.

To bless means to wish, unconditionally, total, unrestricted good for others and events from the deepest wellspring in the innermost chamber of your heart: it means to hallow, to hold in reverence, to behold with utter awe that which is always a gift from the Creator. He who is hallowed by your blessing is set aside, consecrated, holy, whole. To bless is yet to invoke divine care upon, to think or speak gratefully for, to confer happiness upon - although we ourselves are never the bestower, but simply the joyfull witnesses of Life's abundance.

To bless all without discrimination of any sort is the ultimate form of giving, because those you bless will never know from whence came the sudden ray of sun that burst through the clouds of their skies, and you will rarely be a witness to the sunlight in their lives.

When something goes completely askew in your day, some unexpected event knocks down your plans and you too also, burst into blessing: for life is teaching you a lesson, and the very event you believe to be unwanted, you yourself called forth, so as to learn the lesson you might balk against were you not to bless it. Trials are blessings in disguise, and hosts of angels follow in their path.

To bless is to acknowledge the omnipresent, universal beauty hidden to material eyes; it is to activate that law of attraction which, from the furthest reaches of the universe, will bring into your life exactly what you need to experience and enjoy.

When you pass a prison, mentally bless its inmates in their innocence and freedom, their gentleness, pure essence and unconditional forgiveness; for one can only be prisoner of one's self-image, and a free man can walk unshackled in the courtyard of a jail, just as citizens of countries where freedom reigns can be prisoners when fear lurks in their thoughts.

When you pass a hospital, bless its patients in their present wholeness, for even in their suffering, this wholeness awaits in them to be discovered. When your eyes behold a man in tears, or seemingly broken by life, bless him in his vitality and joy: for the material senses only present the inverted image of the ultimate splendor and perfection which the inner eye beholds.

It is impossible to bless and to judge at the same time. So hold constantly as a deep, hallowed, intoned thought that desire to bless, for truly then shall you become a peacemaker, and one day you shall, everywhere, behold the very face of God

The Bond of Love

Lost to the world

 

 

 

THIS IS MY PRAYER

Bless me, heavenly Father,
forgive my erring ways,
Grant me strength to serve Thee,
put purpose in my days...

Give me understanding,
enough to make me kind
So I may judge all people
with my heart and not my mind...

And teach me to be patient
in everything I do,
Content to trust Your Wisdom
and to follow after You...

And help me when I falter
and hear me when I pray.
And receive me in Thy Kingdom
to dwell with Thee some day.

THE GREAT ARTIST

His canvas is the whole wide world,
The brush, His mighty hand,
His palette made up beautifully -
He's the Teacher in command.

His clouds are white and billowy
With a hint of pink and gray,
He paints each slender blade of grass
To make a perfect day.

The flowers are carefully tinted
In shades of red and blue.
The water added, so to match
The sky of azure hue.

Surely such a picture
Could only have been planned
And brought before our very eyes
By God's artistic hand

 

HELLO GOD

Hello God, I called tonight
To talk a little while...
I need a friend who'll listen
To my anxiety and trial.
You see, I can't quite make it
Through a day just on my own...
I need your love to guide me,
So I'll never feel alone.
I want to ask you please to keep,
My family safe and sound.
Come and fill their lives with confidence
For whatever fate they're bound.
Give me faith, Dear God, to face
Each hour throughout the day,
And not to worry over things
I can't change in any way.
I thank you God, for being home
And listening to my call.
For giving me such good advice
When I stumble and fall.
Your number, God, is the only one,
That answers every time.
I never get a busy signal,
Never had to pay a dime.
So thank you God for listening
To my troubles and my sorrow.
Good night, God, I love You, too,
And I'll call again tomorrow!

 

Journey to Heaven

I am going on a journey
To a place I long to go
A land that’s filled with angels
Where the peaceful valleys flow.

I have no need for luggage
So I plan to travel light
A first-class trip to heaven 
It’s a non-returning flight. 
           
There won’t be tears of sadness
Sweet blessings I will reap
A torch will burn eternal
And the soul doth never sleep.

I do not need an auto
There is no bus or train
My journey is predestined 
And I won’t be back again. 

No need for food or shelter
Everything I need is there
My home that lies in heaven
Is a joy beyond compare.

I am ready for my venture
Got the voucher in my hand
I’m bound for Zion glory
In that far-off distant land.  

I am headed for that City
My flight was paid for me
To a land of peace and beauty
Just beyond the crystal sea.

I soon will have my ticket
There is no need to pack
On a one-way trip to heaven
And I won’t be coming back

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One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess.
A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.
In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.
He looked at her bewildered and asked,
"What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered,
"You know every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world did I do today?"
"Yes" was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it!!!"

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Love isn’t just charming, but also most disarming, as it can catch you by surprise — yes, for round you it will sneak, and from behind some disguise will peek, and before you realise, mischievously surprise, or perhaps your attention seek.
Sometimes it may hide behind a little gift, one that your sagging spirits will lift, or it’ll grab you around your middle and squeeze, which will invariably please, for it’s the affectionate kind, the kind that says, “I love you,” and, “Just thought I’d remind.”
Oh, it’s so impishly playful, inexhaustible, but in a delightful way, for its intentions are pure, and its surprises reassure, as only nice things they convey. It simply can’t help itself, can’t be anything but itself, hence its acts of kindness that bring joy, brighten and buoy, and its appearances via a stunning rainbow, a home-grown flower show, or any other means it chooses to employ.
Love cheerily appears in many forms, an encouraging word, a chirpy little bird, a lap snoozing pet, a gloriously inspiring sunset, a lingering kiss or hug, a cute little ladybird bug, a bubbling brook, an enjoyable uplifting book, a turn on a swing, blossoms in Spring, pleasant moments we share, a gorgeous big soft teddy bear.
Yes, love seeks to please, and moments will seize, in order to surprise, delight, enthral, thrill, beguile — be that via a friendly wave, a little note, an encouraging quote, an unexpected visit, a helping hand, or a pleasant smile. Or be that via a favourite cake, cooing sounds that it may make, a warming drink, an approving wink, a happy tune, a starry night and wide-eyed moon. Or maybe via a welcoming bark, a cosy stroll in the dark, an amusing sight, a special invite, or dinner for two by candlelight.
Yes, love simply can’t help itself, can’t be anything but itself, hence its busy activity, those acts that occur spontaneously, intentionally, consistently or randomly, and those joyously concealed (but sometime, somewhere revealed) surprises — and oh, how each one so aptly characterises love’s amazing creativity and endearing artistry.
So, watch out, love’s about

There's this place I go when I'm sad, angry, frustrated, need inspiration or just plain in the need for solitude. It's a very beautiful place, serene, quiet, isolated and inspiring. I carry it around with me all the time, very rarely do I care to visit. In fact all of us have and know about this place.

The walls speak to me and tell me what to do, the darkness embraces me and gives me all the love I need and this place always has treasure but I have to find the treasure myself, the value of this treasure is far more then any other. The trees wipe my tears and make me laugh as they whisper into my ear, their observations of life, they are so optimistic. They let me pluck one fruit from their body, the fruit that gives me inspiration. The scent of this place always manages to comfort me, the smell of warmth.

Where is this place? It's in far away land, so far yet so close. So beautiful but, how many of us visit it even though it belongs to us? How many of us care to take that extra step to enter this place, the enchanted place...

The enchanted place,
within us,
the enchanted place,
our brain,
when do we care to go,
one to one,
the enchanted place,
have you made time to meditate?

Cookies

He arrived with golden wings
And knocked upon my door.
I couldn't wait to answer it
So I ran across the floor.
He asked if he could come inside
And spend a little time.
I offered him a cup of tea,
But from the tap he poured some wine.
He opened up my cookie jar
But only took out two,
From that he made a loaf of bread
And the most delicious homemade stew.
He asked me to come with him
And kneel upon the rug.
He wrapped his wings around me,
I never felt such love.
He talked to me for hours
And made me feel divine.
I asked if I could go with him,
But he said it's not my time.
He tucked me into bed that night
And talked about our souls.
How he always looks after them
When from this life we go.
He asked one simple favour
For his journey that was far,
Could he take another cookie,
From the pretty cookie jar?
When I awoke next morning
On my pillow I did weep.
The most precious moment of my life,
Was a dream. I was asleep.
I walked into the kitchen
My eyes still full of tears,
A note beside my cookie jar read,
"To let you know I'm always here

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Although you may not realize it, simple table salt has a great number of uses other than simply seasoning your food. The following list will give you sixty uses of salt, many of which you probably didn’t realize:

Soak stained hankies in salt water before washing.
Sprinkle salt on your shelves to keep ants away.
Soak fish in salt water before descaling; the scales will come off easier.
Put a few grains of rice in your salt shaker for easier pouring.
Add salt to green salads to prevent wilting…
Test the freshness of eggs in a cup of salt water; fresh eggs sink; bad ones float.
Add a little salt to your boiling water when cooking eggs; a cracked egg will stay in its shell this way.
A tiny pinch of salt with egg whites makes them beat up fluffier.
Soak wrinkled apples in a mildly salted water solution to perk them up.
Rub salt on your pancake griddle and your flapjacks won’t stick.
Soak toothbrushes in salt water before you first use them; they will last longer.
Use salt to clean your discolored coffee pot.
Mix salt with turpentine to whiten you bathtub and toilet bowl.
Soak your nuts in salt brine overnight and they will crack out of their shells whole. Just tap the end of the shell with a hammer to break it open easily.
Boil clothespins in salt water before using them and they will last longer.
Clean brass, copper and pewter with paste made of salt and vinegar, thickened with flour
Add a little salt to the water your cut flowers will stand in for a longer life.
Pour a mound of salt on an ink spot on your carpet; let the salt soak up the stain.
Clean your iron by rubbing some salt on the damp cloth on the ironing surface.
Adding a little salt to the water when cooking foods in a double boiler will make the food cook faster.
Use a mixture of salt and lemon juice to clean piano keys.
To fill plaster holes in your walls, use equal parts of salt and starch, with just enough water to make a stiff putty.
Rinse a sore eye with a little salt water.
Mildly salted water makes an effective mouthwash. Use it hot for a sore throat gargle.
Dry salt sprinkled on your toothbrush makes a good tooth polisher.
Use salt for killing weeds in your lawn.
Eliminate excess suds with a sprinkle of salt.
A dash of salt in warm milk makes a more relaxing beverage.
Before using new glasses, soak them in warm salty water for awhile.
A dash of salt enhances the taste of tea. ?
Salt improves the taste of cooking apples.
Soak your clothes line in salt water to prevent your clothes from freezing to the line; likewise, use salt in your final rinse to prevent the clothes from freezing.
Rub any wicker furniture you may have with salt water to prevent yellowing.
Freshen sponges by soaking them in salt water.
Add raw potatoes to stews and soups that are too salty.
Soak enamel pans in salt water overnight and boil salt water in them next day to remove burned-on stains.
Clean your greens in salt water for easier removal of dirt.
Gelatin sets more quickly when a dash of salt is added.
Fruits put in mildly salted water after peeling will not discolor.
Fabric colors hold fast in salty water wash…
Milk stays fresh longer when a little salt is added.
Use equal parts of salt and soda for brushing your teeth.
Sprinkle salt in your oven before scrubbing clean.
Soaked discolored glass in a salt and vinegar solution to remove stains..
Clean greasy pans with a paper towel and salt.
Salty water boils faster when cooking eggs.
Add a pinch of salt to whipping cream to make it whip more quickly.
Sprinkle salt in milk-scorched pans to remove odor.
A dash of salt improves the taste of coffee…
Boil mismatched hose in salty water and they will come out matched.
Salt and soda will sweeten the odor of your refrigerator.
Cover wine-stained fabric with salt; rinse in cool water later.
Remove offensive odors from stove with salt and cinnamon.
A pinch of salt improves the flavor of cocoa.
To remove grease stains in clothing, mix one part salt to four parts alcohol.
Salt and lemon juice? Removes mildew.
Sprinkle salt between sidewalk bricks where you don’t want grass growing.
Polish your old kerosene lamp with salt for a better look.
Remove odors from sink drainpipes with a strong, hot solution of salt water.
If a pie bubbles over in your oven, put a handful of salt on top of the spilled juice. The mess won’t smell and will bake into a dry, light crust which will wipe off easily when the oven has cooled

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I try to hold on to this world with everything I have
But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that tries to grab
The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth,
that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew

But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
That there will be a place with no more suffering

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face
But until that day, we’ll hold on to you always

I know the journey seems so long
You feel your walking on your own
But there has never been a step
Where you’ve walked out all alone

Troubled soul don’t lose your heart
Cause joy and peace he brings
And the beauty that’s in store
Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting.

I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will wipe away the sorrow that I’ve faced
To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery this is why this is why I sing….

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face

There will be a day, He’ll wipe away the stains, He’ll wipe away the tears, He’ll wipe away the tears…..there will be a day

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Once upon a time there was a Little Soul who said to God, "I know who I am!"

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This Poem is Dedicated to Mary Wilson who died on Sunday 23rd November 2008.. Good Night My Friend Sleep Tight..

My friend Mary died yesterday. Suddenly, inexplicably, without warning.
Breathing, vibrant, mind churning with life, ideas and wonder.
My friend Mary died yesterday and tore many lives asunder.

A good woman? Yes. God's woman? Only God can say.
Loved by friends and family. Respected by her family and friends.
Loved to laugh, work, sing, debate and play.
My friend Mary died yesturday and I've not released the tears.

The measure of a woman is her wealth of friends and knowledge.
The measure of her heart is what she gives to others.
Her death, to many, is wastefulness and carnage.
My friend Mary died yesterday and I feel I've lost a sister.

Could she have done more? Did she do more than she should?
Who is there to say what matters in a woman�€™s life?
Who but God determines that which is evil or good?
My friend Mary died yesterday. So ends her earthly strife.

Life will go on. Flowers will bloom and trees will grow.
The sun will warm and the north wind will blow.
People will work, know sorrow and laughter.
My friend Mary died yesterday and the world seems eerily still.

Hope is not in living, but in leaving this life behind.
The good work is completed when eternal life begins.
Death is not to fear, for it brings us life sublime.
My friend Mary died yesturday. Her earthly suffering is at an end
Now there is one more Angel in Heaven

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