Ask, and You shall receive . “HE” delivers miracles when you are ready. Amen

I make me a God I can pray to, or God makes me think that I do,

And is this unique?  Maybe not. 

It may be just nothing so new.

And shall I make prayers to this Wonder,

who will hear all these prayers I have made Because I am desperate and grieving or think that I’m ready to fade?

Will God be a man or a woman? 


  Or a kind Deity?

A warrior destroyer or only a voyeur? 

Oh, what am I doing to me?

I’m making myself entirely dependent and needing God’s help all day long,

And before long, I’m working for God;

I’m weakly, and God is so strong.

Will God make me go into battle and kill those who do not believe,

That my God is great and mighty;

if you don’t praise God, you must leave.

When God is a person who listens,

God can make war or bring peace,

Shall I make God not a person? 

Then, maybe warfare, it might cease.

Does all of existence just wrap us, inside of its tender embrace?

Ideas of God can be dangerous if we must rely on God’s grace.


Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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