i'm tryin, i cant seem to get a break. i feel like im in the impact zone in nosara on a double overhead day. dang im gettin worked!!!!!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
he came to my rescue-
i called
you answered
you came to my rescue,and i wanna be where you are-
praise the one
who paid my debt
who raised this life
up from the dead...
JESUS!
JESUS!
you answered
you came to my rescue,and i wanna be where you are-
praise the one
who paid my debt
who raised this life
up from the dead...
JESUS!
JESUS!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
proverbs4v23
above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life.
proverbs 4v23
our heart-our feeling of love and desire- dictates to a great extent how we live because we always find time to do what we enjoy.Solomon tells us to guard our hearts above all else, making sure we concentrate on those desires that keep us on the right path.make sure your affections push you in the right direction. put boundaries on your desires: don't go after everything you see. keep your eyes fixed on the goal and don't get
sidetracked to sin.
i had never been taught this scripture when i was a young girl, it would have saved me a lot of heart ache. i will teach my daughter this and will pray fervently on her behalf.
proverbs 4v23
our heart-our feeling of love and desire- dictates to a great extent how we live because we always find time to do what we enjoy.Solomon tells us to guard our hearts above all else, making sure we concentrate on those desires that keep us on the right path.make sure your affections push you in the right direction. put boundaries on your desires: don't go after everything you see. keep your eyes fixed on the goal and don't get
sidetracked to sin.
i had never been taught this scripture when i was a young girl, it would have saved me a lot of heart ache. i will teach my daughter this and will pray fervently on her behalf.
Friday, April 10, 2009
He has risen !
he is the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, the first and the last,the beginning and the end, the most high, the everlasting, all knowing, the father,the son ,the holy spirit and NOTHING could keep him down! Satan was defeated and we ,like him, are more then conquers. his name is JESUS CHRIST. hallelujah,hallelujah,holy, holy is his name! i will forever praise you , thank you, thank you !!!!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
i know why the caged bird sings
Caged Bird
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Maya Angelou
Monday, April 6, 2009
what i want to be when i grow up...
masah asked me what i wanted to be when i grow up. i laughed! then i thought about it...... a farmer!!!!......go ahead laugh...but seriously ,what would be more fulfilling then growing your own food and living a sustainable, simple life on our own farm? well, all my friends and family there too!!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
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