Original Creation Created in the image Of the only One Not any human being Stamped with God's likeness His very form Down deep into your core That was the original purpose For us To walk, talk, be Like the Holy One of Israel But instead, We turned toward Our own fleshly shells Following selfish desires Turned against those Lofty golden spires Of His heaven So now today He fights To win us back From our own evil, selfish ways Of which there seems to be no unending lack So in the Now of Your Today Turn, Return To following that love's song That original romance With your God that was intended (He will not be offended) And while you still have a chance Join in His Eternal, Universal Dance!
To Mars? Our bodies were not made To live on Mars Are there not problems enough To solve on this planet Revolving as it does amidst The burning stars? Curiosity and learning is one thing But What about curiosity for eternity, God, Christ, the destiny that awaits in His Paradise Drawing nearer to our Creator This God who leaned so close Took on our form, our flesh To withstand our cruelty’s test Of dying on a bloodied cross So would not our time be better spent If to our time and energies we lent The pursuit, reaching for the reality of the Universe’s space And went instead in search of our Lord Creator’s face?
Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands
The part of the south I live in gets so green and lush, and I can never resist a beautiful day to take pictures. We finally got some relief from the heat where I live so I rode along the greenway as I often do. Don’t know the names of all the wildflowers, but they are still blooming although for a day or two because it has been so dry with no rain, they did droop just a little. This monster of a tree is just that, a monster. It is huge. I can’t tell if it is more than one tree growing close together or if it is old and just split at its base.
The river is lower from less rain and in some spots is only a few inches deep. In the shallow parts, the water is so clear you can see every stone and fish in it. It’s lovely! May God, the Creator of all this beauty, bless your day!
Union There is only one Owner of this world Accident or chance Alone did not hurl Our planet home into Being There is a someone Who decided it to create Not a natural process Of chemicals Life’s requirements Will ever satiate A perfect balance Was what a universe needs To form, to cause to be And there is only One Perfect Being alone with that ability Perfect power Perfect sovereignty Perfect in wisdom Perfect in His Love For us Everything you see Or touch Belongs to Him And Him alone To live in conjunction With Him was His forever goal For all of His creation On His mind was never Destruction We were made to exist With Him hand in hand In perfect peace, harmony This is His ultimate plan United forever, God & man, Giving of His perfection The Two become One
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The First Calm It happened under the skies Of the very first dawn Rays of light breaking Placid horizon in yellows, Pinks and reds It was the first Calm A new world, pleasant To the eyes and soul Broken out of deep, dark Nothingness By ancient words and voices told In a Holy Book Life exploded Upon a spinning globe Of dirt, air & water Animals, man & plants To each by a loving hand Did the Creator grant Relationship With Himself, The Ones who stirred The darkness Into life Nothingness Into something Desired to associate Fellowship With our forms of dust Only asking for a return Of love, respect & our trust This was the first Calm This perfected peace Between all forms of life And the Creators Between all of Their creation & Themselves There was not a hint, scent Of strife Until man, Supposedly the highest, Decided to rebel And follow the wrong voice Made the ultimate mistake Available, the worst choice And everything fell Plants, animals, earth Spun out of the original plan Subject to terrors Never meant or intended By our Creator’s gentlest Of hands And so we lost All of us Paid a dearest cost To suffer in pain, Showed disdain for the Ones Who made us And so in tears we lived And lost The First Calm
In The Beginning Chronicle III Eden’s glory on Full review In yellows, Greens & Brilliant azure blues Unflawed life With Perfection’s love No displeasure felt About which to sigh Walking under clearest skies Nor reason or complaint Over which to die Wait, what is that, To die? Understood not yet Or known No pain or regret With which to live Only joy & love A thing called death Living only in the shadows Air is always clean & fresh Only peace is Ever seen Between earth, sky & the sea Man & all animals Live only & always In harmony to be Food abundant Work is no toil No displeasure there To ever despoil Its sense of purpose Or the ease Of life lived under Gentle trees Swaying softly overhead At night only rest Is found in all their beds Until one day With a slight chill An unknown shadow passes A rustling in the grasses Never heard before The man stopped to sniff The air The woman paused to express only a mild care But in naivete On that most unusual day Neither knew from Experience they lacked What formidable evil Slithered, Invading their Paradise Now lurking & looming Behind their backs
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