Tag: spiritual
member name: Debra B.
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June 09, 2008 07:49 PM EDT --
Traveling life's winding highway, its end nowhere to be seen.
The view was far, the sky was clear; the air was fresh and clean.
I refused to seek direction, sure to arrive on my own might.
The . . . more
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June 17, 2008 08:12 PM EDT --
My dad was a farmer, as were his dad and grandpa before him. My mom's dad and grandpa were farmers too. This is from my memories of all of them.
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May 14, 2008 04:57 PM EDT --
Why wish for fine possessions,
if chaos dwells within?
Why should I act with charity,
if in my heart is sin?
Why lift my face to sunshine,
when it's storm clouds that I see?
And if I hear . . . more
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May 15, 2008 12:10 PM EDT --
The new day comes with promise
but then I watch it fade to shades of black and white
and despair.
I cry out yet there is no sound,
so I write my pleading upon the fallen leaves
of the cottonwood, . . . more
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March 25, 2008 07:51 PM EDT --
Recenly in my Sunday School class a man expressed his skepticism when a child "goes forward" at the end of the church service to accept Christ as their Savior -- if the child . . . more
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April 11, 2008 05:13 PM EDT --
Upon the mountain top
the clouds robe me,
the stars crown me,
the view is amazingly clear.
When I am on the mountain top,
I have . . . more
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May 14, 2008 07:06 PM EDT --
I see stars hanging in the midnight sky.
While standing in my state of awe
I peer toward the ancient lights
sparking silver blue and fiery white.
They are millions and millions of miles away, . . . more
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April 21, 2008 07:50 PM EDT --
It's in that moment
'tween being awake and falling asleep
that my consciousness levitates
into that place where dreams float
upon extended wings of hope.
It's in that moment
'tween . . . more
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May 06, 2008 07:03 PM EDT --
Looking to the distance
the sun is kissing the earth.
A calico sunset 'neath a patchwork sky;
the shadows grow deeper,
the air smells sweeter,
I can hear the trees sigh.
And calm shrouds . . . more
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February 20, 2008 06:04 PM EST --
The aged woman sits on her front porch
shelling some beans into an old iron pot
in her chair rocking back and forth
while humming a hymn. She's thankful for what she's got.
She went . . . more
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