O Lord, i have sinned.
How can i expect a gift from You
How did i bring myself to seek Your Direction and plead Your Betrothal of a great Blessing
when i endeavour in transgression.
O self, let you repent
Let you recoil in shame
and regret your indulgence in iniquity.
Go! Haste you not.
Hmm . . i shall not comment on this one. But i admit, lost as she may be, i do like her character. i suppose her strength over the tests of time more than make up for her occasional bursts of imprudence.You are Kate Austen!
You struggle between love and lust. Although your emotions can sometimes be manipulated, you can also throw a punch better than most people on the Island. You have no trouble attracting partners, but balancing your love interests sometimes overwhelms you. Despite all of your complications, you have no reason to complain. After all, you're trying to decide between two ridiculously good-looking people.
Ever grateful for a great rare find like this at this end of this long week.
Here's wishing a physically and spiritually healthy week for all.
The Pied Piper
by Yoriyos
Where do I go when all that I see
Are fictitious takes on reality
Who do I seek to paint my dream - or my life
Because I've tried real hard to seek out and find
An open heart, an open mind
Who will stand with me when I find
Wrong and Right?
Where will I end up on this winding road
Well, nobody cares and nobody knows
But there are many of us and it just goes to show
You're not alone
When we reach there we hope to find
An open heart, an open mind
We'll stand together through Wrong and Right
Till the end of Time.
She has been busy
pursuing the gold of the world
catching up on what she has missed-
Indeed
she deserves to be at par
with the achiever
At heart
a perfectionista
she sure will make the climb
accelerate, not impossible
making up for the overshot sabbatical
So when the morning text came
it wasn't so much a surprise
till she came to realize
she may have just been left behind.
By whom not only occupy her heart
but also her present and recent past,
And whose future she prayed to carve.
For my men and women who were sent to believe that their duty was just,
Wherever they come from,
Only the Lord can save you from what wrong we put you in.
Baby I'm A Soldier
by Kareem Salama
He was a soldier
Who’d only been married two or three years ago
And he put his hands on her knees that night
And he said, "I gotta go"
She said, "Why would you leave this home and me
I thought I was your baby girl"
And he wiped away the tears from her eyes
And said, "They’re sending me to save the world
And you know I love you
And I pray to God that He’ll join us once again
But now it's time for this simple man
To be one of the few good men
Cause, baby, I’m a soldier
And I hear those trumpets calling again
And our kings and queens are saying
This is a fight we must win
For truth and justice
And for the way we live our life
And baby, I’m a soldier
In front of God I swore I would, I would fight"
Across the ocean and miles away
There stood another man
Eighteen years, hugging his mama
Saying, "I’ll defend this land"
Mama held her baby and cried
And clutched him, telling him not to leave
She said, "What will I do without my baby boy?
Son, I’m begging you please"
He said "I love you, Mama
But duty calls, I’ll write you everyday"
She said "I lost your daddy like this
And I don’t wanna lose you this way"
"But Mama, I’m a soldier
And I hear those trumpets are calling again
And our kings and queens are saying
This is a fight we must win
For truth and justice
And for the way we live our life
And Mama, I’m a soldier
In front of God, I swore I would, I would fight"
Well the battle raged and shots rang out
And the two men fell to the ground
And they looked into the eyes of each other
And were shocked at what they found
One man saw the mother of the other
In that young man's eyes
And the other man saw
The crying and screams of the other man's beloved wife
And the two men stared across that smoky field
Whispered to each other
"Maybe you weren’t the demon they said
Maybe you were really my brother
But I’m glad we’re passing
Cause I don’t think that
I could forgive myself for fighting you
But maybe God will
And we can live together in bliss
Oh, ladies, we were soldiers
And we heard those trumpets are calling again
And tell the kings and queens that
Sometimes there are fights no one wins
But we know for sure that
There’s evil out there we must fight
But please be sure that this is one of those times
And please be sure to remember my mama and wife
And please be sure to think of my brother on the other side"
i have built
G.R.E.A.T
Passion for the arts
Passion for the outdoors
Passion for the youth
And passion for the resurgence and propagation of the Truth,
The only way of life meant for humanity
