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For i am on a tightrope heading towards a bridge.
On either side are people from my church.
Underneath are hecklers among the darkness.
I can see the words ANCC on the left.
The pastor and a group of unknowns on the right.
I am separated by them by a see though wall.
I hear people falling from both sides
where they go into the dark to be hecklers.
I hear them getting loader.
All of a sudden i trip on a plug
which seem to be built from people.
You may say i tripped on power as i climbed
onto the bridge to walk towards the light.
Little at a time the people on my left
dropping into the abyss until even the
the name fall as the hecklers get loader.
I keep my eye on the light as peace
overwhelms me making me feel loved.
As i get closer to the light the wall
gets shorter in height.
I then see a group walking away from
pastor down a separate path away from him.
I am trying to take this all in that
i have been shown to allow the
LORD to lead me down HIS path.

Christians are being persecuted they hate our beliefs how sad
walking in the desert starving
their's life's and families being destroyed
classed as worthless objects lower than an animal
they who crawl on the snakes belly
my gentle mother tears in her eyes said to me
were is the faith in love in this awful world
wisdom and peace speaks the truth voices unheard
if someone speaks in the name of love
they have been persecuted in the past proves that
there is a lot of secrecy so there is a reason for our mistrust

I agreed saying your so right soldiers protecting oilfields
liquid gold the objects of greed in nations none of this is right
its our planet now I speak the voice of a christian and proud also proud
I am of the blessed cross baptised in his holy name I would heed the call
if called to battle I would be proud to serve in your name

If and when the calling all I ask of you father
forgive me my sins because in the heart I have offended thee
in pasts please kneeling before your cross guilty having sinned and taken the Lord's
name

The pope has spoken out to our world with a plea
this is not right bowing my head in prayer at this earth's shame
saying now what has anyone been doing
to resolve this is our holy father from the rock he speaks

A situation in desperate times a crusade is what we need
soldiers will die with honor at his command we kneel servants of the Lord
to protect these innocent people
houses of worship have been destroyed vile acts
desecration of the holy cross grail of life and love

They show no compassion as they spit in our faces
these suffering children of god die for us in our sins
turning a blind eye to the truth who our redeemer is
will none of us even governments take on the sacrifice
to protect these people
innocent women and little children

To see the face of the devil himself at work
because I do
in a calling I would sacrifice my life
in our Lord's holy name
I would join the crusade in a heartbeat
to protect and I am a trained soldier rusty

Available anytime for what is right
just for the sake of peace I pray to God
that he gives the answers to the world
we should do what is morally right
as we will all answer to the Father and Son
in the end with the holy spirits
we seek his redemption at the gates of heaven

I have done my share of falling down
I have battled through the rough,
found the strength within
through belief in the path I took.

I have felt the kiss of betrayal
I have turned the other cheek,
only to have the other side kissed
with lies and deceit.

I have laid bare and naked
garments removed against will,
but still I stood with head held up
I have no shame in mans sin.

I have worn the crown of mockery
being whipped by some for who I am,
watched whilst others defied me
oh the shame of cowardly man.

As I sit here upon my mountain
do to me now your very worst,
and forgive for i do know what I do
when I lift my eyes and you I curse.

Still, I lay myself in your mercy,
with outstretched arms as if but instead I cry,
be it as angel or as person
let thy will be done..let me fly.

Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town
Counting on the peace that they bring with their gentle sound
Walking on the sidewalk by the street heaven can be found
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town

The clouds up above cover that little town with love so graciously
Bright colored leaves dancing in the breeze of fall as they fall around me
The town clock doesn't work it's always stays on three
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town and give hope for eternity

And when it's raining I won't be complaining and the reason why
When I'm in my car and go passing by
I roll my window down
Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town

The man stumbled on, wanting to get as far away as possible
the sights he had seen and lived through too terrible to contemplate.
How could another human deliberately inflict such awful things on another.
He could see a gentle stream of smoke arising from the distant chimney
and headed for the shelter it offered, staggering on until he reached it.

It was a pretty cottage nestled deep into the hillside and isolated.
He tumbled through the door and collapsed on the floor.
Mistily he drifted in then out of consciousness unable to focus
aware vaguely of a gentle touch that soothed and replenished.
He drank from the cup pressed to his lips and then let go.

The old lady shook her head at the follies of mankind,
and set to work bandaging his festering wounds.
She made a drawing potion to clean out the poison
that had taken a fierce hold racking him with fever.
Then she covered him and stoked up the fire.

For three days he lay in a coma muttering about the war,
not an ordinary one, oh no, this war caused carnage.
Evil stalked the land every hand turned against the other.
Sons killing fathers and brothers and to what point?
A simple disagreement about Creed had started this.

Weakened by the ravages he was slow to fully heal
yet he learned much from the old lady causing him to rethink.
To look at things with eyes a-new seeing the other point of view.
These new values he took with him when he left thanking her gratefully.
He set out on a new route, his task now to heal and bring peace.

Standing a-midst the crowd on a small hillock he taught them new values
not by preaching as such but by parables that showed the way to peace.
After all he would say; Pause and Think, For What are We without hope?
Everything gone by can be changed, all we have to do is care and act.
So lit the small flicker in your heart and fan up a healing blazing flame.

Darwinian theory is not life's conclusion
It's a massive daunting delusion!
Scientists and scholars can't prove evolution,
No laboratories or any institution
Can do an experiment or attestation
On life's origin as evolution
Fish to human, what speculation!
Monkeys remain monkeys no mutation
Just embrace and admire God's creations.

Great life on earth, a wonder or mystery
The amazing nature, the vast blue sea
Splendid varied species to discover and see
Enjoy a starry night or the sunset's beauty
A restless mind searching truth to be free,
We'd know the best creation: you and me!

Just wanted you to know today
that you are not alone
There are angels standing all around
even if you might not have known

The Lord is there for He has said
that He is always near
His presence will soothe away your pain
and wipe away your tears

He wants you to know how precious you are,
the apple of His eye
His peace He trades for all your fears
His joy will replace your cry.

So sit right up and show your smile
Each day is one more chance
That even if it hurts to move
In your heart, for the Lord, you dance!

Prateek is my NAME.
and for you its a great SHAME
if you have asked it to see from which religion I CAME.
Huh its very LAME.
I am from a country in which all the religions are the SAME.
We dont play such non-secular GAME
my dear close your eyes and feel is THIS your life's AIM ?
Please think of the immense PAIN
which will be caused by your own hate FLAME
what do u think u will GAIN?
respect in the politician eyes who himself is INSANE ?
they just give communal speeches for the very FAME
We our self should think with our respective BRAIN
That these politicians just want to MAINTAIN
the clouds for their money RAIN
the money, which they DRAIN
is the one we use to OBTAIN
by working in our job DOMAIN
now there is nothing left for me to EXPLAIN
just see yourself that u are walking in a wrong LANE
once u were a human, now what a monster u BECAME
please remove these thoughts from your mind FRAME
or else here I PROCLAIM
that animals like u are very easy to TAME
the love of our countrymen is like a CHAIN
which will CONSTRAIN
u and all your efforts will go to VAIN..

The Roman guards joked among
themselves as they cast lots
for the robe of the crucfied
Christ
'It was all so strange, it seemed
as if the ground under my feet was
expanding and contracting in birth
pangs, and that the very heavens
were pressing down upon us-
I could feel and taste the atmosphere
and I felt my soul was being
refined like fire in the contest of
the ages-
I, Lucas Perillias, Roman guard,won
the robe we cast lots for-
I had no stomach for these Christians
and this man was the ring leader and
now sentenced to death by Pilate-
I squeezed this robe in my fingers as
I turned and glanced at this man Jesus
on the cross-
I was half laughing and mocking with the
other guards when out of some strange
curiosity I momentarily locked gaze
with this Jesus-
As with the hundreds we crucified before
I'd grown accustomed to the angry sneers of
our victums and the many who had spat hatred
down on us in their torturous dying-
But here was a look I had never expected-
He seemed to be looking directly at me and
for moments I couldn't understand the
expression-
I looked away quickly for fear of the other
guards thinking I could possibly have an interest
in this criminal-
But that look he was giving me..so strange..so deeply
had he gripped my soul with those penetrating eyes-
I saw no hatred as the others had shown..there was
nothing in his face but the purest compassion-
It was if he had been staring at me all the time in
all that agony and with all that blood-
I loosened the grip with which I clenched his robe and
I could not make myself turn away from the gaze of this
man-
Then the whole sky became dark and the earth shook and
everyone became frightened-
By this time the other guards knew I was somehow smitten
and even transformed by this man and they began mocking
me-
But I couldn't move..I was on my knees feeling all hatred
draining out of my soul..what was happening to me?
It was raining..and all the voices of mockery faded away
and there I was staring into the very face of love..and I
know now..into the face of the almighty himself who loved
me inspite of these Roman Nails~