OCEANS

THE BOOK OF CALLING HOME

OCEANS

A kind and Majestic Hand reaches out

And takes a few drops of Living Water,

With His Creator’s touch from an endless ocean of love before Him,

Drops then placed into a human heart with a sea of human needs,

A woman’s tender soul that thirsts,

The humble spirit of a man as well becomes suddenly alive!

True Life is freely given where there was none

Peace in beauty where stress and inner conflict ruled,

Love that can now easily forgive

True love that covers all transgressions

Pure love that expresses sacrificial goodness in thanksgiving,

As love quickly forgives and forgets,

And “keeps no record of wrongs”;

Love rises above without any fear of judgment or punishment.

Living Water now flows within us

A stream spoken into existence by our Lord,

It rises as a fountain, flows from a life of abundance

Gifted through human spirit rebirth;

Kingdom blessings of…

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New Year’s Resolutions Never Work – Try a New Life-Lens Instead.

American Humanist Humorist

Many December thirty-firsts ago, my wife Gretchen and I decided to shift our yearly resolutions into a more productive direction.  No more dwelling on the negative habits we disliked about ourselves.  Instead, we’d focus on one simple way to do life better.  Since then, each year we choose a word or two to live by which becomes our mantra for twelve months, a lens through which we examine and improve our lives.

Our first year it was ‘Maintain’.

Due to our binge-and-purge style of house cleaning, the apartment we shared was in a constant state of upheaval.  We’d wash no dishes and launder no clothes until we ran out of everything clean and then we’d spend days procrastinating the inevitable.  Once the piles of mess started to reek and move suspiciously on their own, we’d dedicate an entire hellish weekend getting load after load scrubbed up and stored away.

Then…

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Seeds by Gary Bertnick

True peace is the busy and calloused world,

The Mysterious Seeds

Just as that seed of corn,

In dying to self is the gate to real living,

Bowing in humility, worship springs up from this Earth

Caught up in the Universal command bursting to love,

Truth emerges from the human spirit within.

How many creatures and living things there are

Hidden and seen, during the day and at night

On mountain tops, in deepest valleys

Above water, below water

All drawing life, returning to the ground again;

Yet, beyond understanding, wisdom is given,

From One Cross comes many

Many times many from One Savior

Redeemer who reaps from all sowing

Harvesting when all work has been done,

Once a baby, a child, a young man, Israel’s King

Now a  sharp sickle ready in the Sovereign Hand

Swung from Heaven’s brightest cloud

When all good has been done