Troubled Man

It’s not easy to cope with it, the stuff that you are exposed to, the tired mind and the stuff that has been fed into it, and the experts and what they have been doing about it, the troubled man is young, he has seen so much, puts it into his sounds, rousing the Spirit, hoping to hit those who caused the mess, remind them of the disaster they have visited on the world, one day they will listen and sit up, he gets his guitar, gives it a rip, the noise screeches, the sound of a child crying out, a troubled man, who came up with this, where were all the experts, asleep.

Solomon was imagining what it was like, your young, too young, the stuff you see, it can’t be human, what strangers came up with this stuff, a question a lot of people want to ask, and what are they going to do about it. They call about the environment, the ice melts, the polar bear screams, the roar, what are you doing to my world, calls out to his creator, same as the one who made life possible, the vineyard tenants have been asleep, chances are things are going to change, raise the Spirit and become part of it.

 

It is time to shake the cobwebs, and to stop putting the head in the sand, ignorance or fantasy is not going to sort this, clean water, what, and you are worried about putting on a little weight, get real, who wants to worry about fitting into a coffin anyway.

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Difficult times help us gain insight … a re blog, I just added a bit to the title..

Psalm 145:1-21 Every believer experiences moments of challenge or discomfort. The question is, How do we deal with them? King David discovered that remaining strong and fruitful during trying circumstances begins with praising the Lord. Then, once his focus shifted upward, he was ready to meditate on the glorious splendor of God’s majesty and also […]

via The Moments That Sustain Us — Jesus is the answer!

Celebration of War

The war is over the story has changed another item on the news

What was it for he wonders sitting alone his life crippled and blue

He remembers the hysteria the patriotic call and all their cheers

Go buddy we are all behind you we’ll support you in all you do

That was a long day but it’s forgotten now and world has moved on

He taps his fingers they play out a tune only part of him that moves

The day they declared war day his life ended and his innocence too

War stories we watch on TV the celebration of death renewed again

But he’s not alone the hospital is full of victims and his friends

In the fields of war there are memories in his head he can’t loose

He still sees the faces the adrenalin still pumps memory is cruel

The legacy of war burnt inside him the example we pass children

War the destruction of love and in the end changes nothing at all.

 

The celebration of war, prefer to remember the good that we do, amen.