Staccato #poetry #devotion #photography

quickly you crack the whip

knocking over what was once precious

valuables turned to dust

your mark permanent

quickly you crack the whip

over me you lord superiority

dealing the final card

I have lost everything

quickly you crack the whip

mutilated beyond recognition

all that’s left is a pool of blood

you were once my friend

In the Bible, James 3 talks about the tongue:

” But no human being can tame the tongue.It is a restless evil full of deadly poison.”

Unbridled, our tongue can be quick to lash out perhaps destroying another with our words. What would the world today be like if everyone used their words to soothe and encourage? It can start with us.

“Love provided me with a tongue and tears”

~ Gibran

Give me love

flowing stream in the desert

words of kindness

~mdw

Devotion shared with Godinterest

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Misunderstood

She said a word

in the cool of the night

he heard it wrong

now there’s heat and there’s spite

now a word can be handled

with love and with care

but another can be

flung like a dagger in the air

but the word wedges deeper

than the dagger ever will

it will cut and will carve

to see  more than blood spill

oh to be misunderstood

in the heat of the night

no more love understanding

they were ready for a fight

One Word

One word makes that difference

between night and day

a bright sun rise

or dull lifeless gray

***

how does one word

bring about glee

while another

causes one to flee

***

So carefully delivered

like a full rose bouquet

or  a sharp rapier

shredded heart -touche

***

our lips have such power

to form a phrase

beat one down

or lift in praise

Thanks for the photograph : Sarah G

Traffic Jam on My Finger Tips

I tried to write

a poem today

there was something blocking

in the way

*

My mind was racing

thoughts outpacing

what I needed

to say

**

My fingers tried

to keep the pace

something just so

out of place

*

Confusion abounds

between mind and hands

What’s the problem?

there’s a jam

**

Need to stop

and see some peace

give my fingers

a word release

*

Smell the roses

Smell the coffee

just give my fingers

a little off day

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Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.

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