I am all knowing, yet humble; not boisterous or loud
I am secure in my stead; not untrusting or jealous
I keep no scores of bad deeds; I’m forgiving….unrebellious
I am thankful for mine; of your’s I’m not envious
I don’t hold resentment to ferment my soul…
In-line with my spirit, it is compassion I hold!
I’m not judgmental; I allow others to be…
That which they are; so their souls might be free
Knowing we all are created from the same mighty force
Good, bad or indifferent; of the same Holy source!
I rejoice in the truth; refrain from deception…
Persevere with great hope, amid pain or rejection.
Not easily angered, remaining kind and protective…
Willing to look closely at life from another’s perspective.
I am the foundation of all Creation thereof…
I’m the most powerful, unfailing, Spirit of all
…I Am the Spirit of Love…
~Written by CordieB, Inspired by 1st Corinthian’s 13 and of course….. Love.
Quote for the Day: When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child; I reasoned like a child. As I grew, I put childish ways behind me. Then I saw but a poor reflection, as in a mirror. Now I see face to face. Then, I knew only in part. Now I know fully and I am fully known.
And now these three remain…
Faith
Hope
Love
But the greatest of these is…
LOVE
~1 Corinthians 13, The Bible
Another Quote: Knowing is realizing we don’t know it all ~CordieB.
The Weeping Willow sings a somber song
Of distant seasons long past gone
Of present moments seeming far too long…
Of lovers gazing into each other’s eyes
Perhaps returning with sad goodbyes
Of mothers wishing upon far away stars
For safe return of sons and daughters in wars
Of fathers praying please send him home
Alive and well; safe from harm.
As I sat beneath the old willow tree,
I watch the children play freely
A priceless price was paid to watch them run
And jump, and skip beneath the sun
I know a war is over there…
But in my world war is everywhere
The war of boys who think they’re men
Killing neighbors’ sons; even their own kin
Senseless violence with no meaning…
Communities too afraid or complacent to intervene
Teens toting guns like boys with toys
No one’s brave or angry enough to make some noise
For every young man killed in Iraq
Might be two or three fallen around my block
Not for the freedoms we believe we know
But it’s the same old story; just a different show
Ego tricked minds taking what they feel is there’s
In Love and War, they say all is fair…
Youth brainwashed to take what’s not
The bigger the weapon, the bigger the lot
Gently, old Weeping Willow sways to and fro
Shedding dew drop tears for us below…
So here I sit under old Weeping Willow Tree
As she weeps good will for humanity
Lovingly we send a prayer with the passing wind…
God bring our children safely back home again….
And, if it’s not too much and in your plan
Please instill more love into the hearts of man
I have been rather quiet here lately – I’ve been in the listening mode rather than the talking mode. Sometimes too much chatter jumbles the mind, so I’ve been sitting back taking in, absorbing for the moment. However, know that my thoughts remain with each of you loyal readers and those who happen to pass by this space every now and then.
Below is a repost of a riddle I wrote some time ago… perhaps you can solve it before you get to the end. And always remember, the stars look up tos you babe!
It’s been well over a year since I wrote this. . . and still the epic continues…
Love, Fear and Enlightenment ~CordieB.
She gazed upon his deep brown eyes
Glaized with love and fear; confused yet wise
she knew he loved her desperately . . . .
he could not risk her flying free
She knew she loved him through all fate
with him she’d found her mirrored mate
but with his love came blind control
Though undeliberate, such control shackled her soul
She knew her love was full and true
but there were other things she also knew . . .
she knew she could not be contained
into the life for which he’d planned
She knew he had insecurities
that would never allow her to simply be
he’d always possess the fear of flight
of her souring endlessly into the night
But since her love was true and tried
she eased his fears; stayed by his side
dealt with his subtle controls of will
convinced his way was better still
In time she lost desire to feel . . .
the warmth of the glowing sun
the coolness of the rain upon
her gentle being which she’d dreamed of
she’d traded peace of mind for love . . .
but still the longing in her eyes
revealed a tale of silent cries
this only hightend his insecurites
gave way to anger; raged immaturities
he’d often, confused, demand her to leave
but she’d hold to her sweet reprieve . . .
then one blessed day so crystal clear
the god’s of earth’s great atmosphere
gave strength to follow the raged command
thus she left the home of her beloved man
which she had humorously dubbed the promise land
though she knew his words were those of fear
the god’s gave her insight true and clear
that though her love was tried and true
living that life again; she she could not do
she needed the ability to shed her tears
to speak or write her words without the fears
of disillusioned, often drunken anger
for which she feared might trigger danger
But still her love so pure remained
Yet her peace of mind was hence regained
she knew she really loved this man
but feared rejection and anger once again . . .
She bathed in sweet tranquilities
she felt she finally could breath
she missed his presense even so . . .
Yet there was a stranger she had to get to know
She needed to get to know herself
not live her life for someone else
she needed to live her own desires
find out what really sparked her fires
Again, her love was tried and true
but being alone was something she needed to do
she’d always ran from man to man
if one doesn’t work out; another one can
was often her motto for many years
so in fact she had never faced her inner fears
thus she found herself crying the same sad tears
She felt if she simply returned for love
the same problems would arise in time thereof
for although she loved him beyond compare
she knew she’d lost a part of self somewhere . . .
Ah yes! she loved him desperately
and felt there love was meant to be
but with raw emotions and fear intertwined
she risked loosing his love to find her mind
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Reflections of the Dawn
I stood upon the crest of the highest mountain, Calling down to those who dared to follow.
That I had attained the greatest of heights.
But a voice from above called out to me:
‘Rest not upon your foolish pride for you have taken but a single step. And as you await those to come, there are those that patiently wait for you.’
~By Daniel
The above poem is one of my favorites. Each time I read it, it humbles me. It reminds me, that for each level of understaniding or wisdom I think I may have, there are those who await me to reach another level. Really, didn’t most of think we had all the answers at 15 years old. As we reflect back, we knew so very little. It also reminds me of the Book of 1st Corinthians, Chapter 13, versus 9-12, when Paul prophesised:
9. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10. but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. 11. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. 12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.
We really know so little and have so much to learn. We will never know all about this life until we pass beyond this life. Each day, if we keep our minds and hearts open, we will learn something more, life will become clearer, we will become wiser. But, like that teenager, we must open our heart and minds to learn, we can’t think we already know it all. Also, as we grow older, we can’t hold on to that old philosophy, ”you can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” We can’t continually hold on to old ways; we have to open our hearts, minds and spirits to the new. We have be refreshed. We have to keep an open mind. If someone didn’t keep an open mind, perhaps the world would still be flat. We can’t think we already know it all. We have to be open to all possibilities. Honestly, we don’t know the true outcome of any particular event, until the event is in the present tense.
So, stop stressing on the past; we can’t go back, we can simply learn from those experiences. Stop stressing on the future as we now imagine it will be. We can’t even imagine all that is in store for us – we might prophesize, but we are only looking through tinted glasses. One day it will all be crystal clear! So, for now, let’s just enjoy the wondrous gifts that God has given us. This is a day that the Lord has made! Let us rejoice and be glad in it!
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And always remember, the stars look up tos you babe!
