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Here is my latest. Written to a friend,

Sorry I'm getting this so late.

Yo, sin is just sin, it pulls us in and then we just fit in,

like we've always been,

struggling, but flowing like the ink from a fountain pen,

listing out words from the hand that is in control,

fighting hard, but at the end of the day, we fold,

our hands, and surrender, doubting that the cards we have will be able to win the book,

fearful that the trumps will cut the very things that we have counted,

focused to narrowly,

forgetting that there is someone that has sacrificed for thee,

that has declared freedom for both you and me,

why trip, no slip, don't dip,

just rip open the word,

like breaking the seal from the can of Pringles,

knowing full well, that with Christ, you are not single,

you have a partner,

that is all you need,

yes indeed,

more than the drink, more than the smoke,

able to do more than you can inhale or consume,

have your stomach pumped repent to remove the residue,

open the Bible to find more clues,

as to the direction you need, following the map,

Bible in hand like a compass, leading you towards freedom,

you are no longer condemned, you are free.

Confess it, live it, walk it, trust it, believe it, sleep on it.

The rest will return. The peace will return. The favor will return. The control will return.

The direction will return. The love will return. The confidence will return just as soon as you return to the one that turned you!

He's there, let Him in.

You Will Win!

We always do!!!!!
Spiritual Sunglasses' 07
copyright@JDO3_2007


Man, I haven't updated in a long while. But here the latest piece that I've written. I want lots of feedback as usual, and I pray that it is a blesing to all of you, as it has been to me. Spiritual Sunglasses. (PastorJohnny@Firstmet.org)



Un-Spoken, Spoken Words
Spiritual Sunglasses

Has your silence ever spoken for you,
Been louder than you,
More profound than you?

Has the voice of your silence,
Muted the words that you speak,

Have you tried to speak, but lacked the words,
And the Silence heard, spoken every word,
Has a look ever yelled,
Or a frown ever ever compelled,
You or another to make right the wrong that was felt.

Has your Silence ever articulated an entire day,
Have you ever in Silence, had to lead the way,
Have words ever failed you,
Not lived up to their expectations,
Proven to be flawed,
Shown to have limitaitons,
While your Silence served as your greatest proclaimation.

Sometimes in Silence,
We find truth,
The reality of a struggles, hurts and pains,
Covered with the blanket of Silence,

Waiting to be revealed,
Desireing to be uncovered,
Opening the harsh pains of violence,
Received by the onslaught,
Of an offensive attack, by a potent enemy,
Who wins the majority of his battles with us,
In our Silence,

And through our Silence,
As we lock away,
An existing reality,
Chaining down the truth,
That fights to hard to burst through the vocal halls,
And out through the guiser of life.

But our Silence fights,
To keep the truth from seeing the light,
Battleing our words,
Thus they go un-heard,
Un-Spoken, Spoken words,

Thus, if I ever have nothing to say,
It's because you're not listening,
To my,

Un-Spoken, Spoken Words.

Spiritual Sunglasses '06

RevOgletree3
copyright@JDOIII2006
8-13-2006
PastorJohnny@Firstmet.org