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There won't be sickness, in that place, The coming earth with heaven's face. Or tears of sadness, death no more, No triple 0, no reason for... For, one has walked, where none had trod, through "hell-ish" muck, he came, my god. For he's a friend, of friends is he. Even,  a friend of enemies. To turn a key, t'was rusted on. Some might have thought, "The owners gone!" They dreamed they'd have a merry time, the men they were a'drinkin' wine. The women were a chatterin', they said the party would begin, but, just as they were at their worst, guess who had just through his door burst! To find events quite otherwise, since he had said, "Please, supervise." Their vices had entangled them. Like Eve and Adam's apple stem. That broken off, would break the one, who broke it. "Now let's fix it, Son." So, by and by, a new day came, as everything still seemed the same. An evil world, was now 'at large'

Clever, kind, and gentle hands. Words that build up. Ears that can, be listening and understand. Do you listen?Do you hear? Tales of "loving kindness" near. Fixing broken hearts that tear. Where is god when I need him? Is he really listening? Does he notice when I sing? I can see him in the stars. Through what seems like iron bars. Jails can be a clever farse. Broken hearts and lives to mend, God is working as we bend. Wisdom now is my best friend. Can relationships be fixed? Only if god is betwixt. Aromas in the air he's mixed.

It was a fine summer's day, and beside the highway. Lay a man, who was bloodied and bruised. Anyone who would have passed, would have sworn that the mask, On his face, was a halloween trick. His bag was left empty behind, His head inches from the train track line. His bare feet strayed, and where his walking shoes lay, was a mystery never to be solved. A man from the government passed. In a car that showed his high class. In the blink of an eye, his chariot flew by, He thought, I might have stopped, but I'm going too fast. The sun travelled on through the sky, as time ticked slowly on by. And, the man who was down, had no strength left to frown, His heart was beating out of time. Another man came on his bike, Wearing clothes that were absurdly tight. He yelled, I'm sorry sir, I can't help you today! Every man has got his own fight to fight! The sun now sank low in the sky, And the moon was soon expected by, the stars, who were waiting for their chance

I wrote down that first question, and thought soon afterwards, that it seemed a bit like I was leaving a lot out. So came the second question..

That birth that brought me here upon the earth. Was engineered by god, a made up plan. A way to bring his goodness more, I hope, and trust that he'll help me do what I can. Because, I know that it's a partner-ship, a boat that we're both in, my lord and me. He lets me do my part, and he'll do his. I'm watching for my time, and moment too. The movement we create, is love's true life. To interact with god is his true gift. It may seem strange to some, I'm like his wife, a helper who needs help, big things to lift. Like all of my transgressions, that come from, the part of me that it's my job to teach. His shadow hides the heat from this young one, I know the sun could cook me when in reach. So sometimes it's my job simply to trust. To know that ev'rything will work out fine. Lord, keep me from the desert and the dust, Help me to look for ways with you to wind. Or, simply now t

"Through His life, death, and resurrection, Jesus provided a both an answer to the question what is the image of God as well as a way by which all of mankind could start living anew, filled with the love and goodness of Christ and acting fully in God's image. At the very end of the Bible, this is the picture that we see - a new earth where all of the saved rule over creation and push the world forward as images of God with Christ as their salvation and example." -the people from The Bible Project So Christ also died and he offered himself once. He did this to take away wrong things for many people. And Christ will return to earth a second time, but not to take away wrong things. He will come to save those people who are waiting for him. Hebrews 9:28 EASY https://bible.com/bible/2079/heb.9.28.EASY The Word became a human person. He lived among us. We saw how great and how good he is. He is great and good as only the Father's one true Son can be. He is completel

Perhaps being content, is not just something to be, but something to do, for others. If love invented it, then maybe that's true. "trust, which he defined as ‘a moment of utter helplessness’ when we are actually passive, letting Father act on our behalf. Is there an area in your life where Father’s asking you to let go of striving, worry or fear, and passively trust him to act for you? If yes, then we’re in this together! Be encouraged, I know from past experiences that trusting in the deep places of my heart leads to much joy and peace as I lean back and rest in Him. - Hannah Walker"Threads email"."