Judgement Day

To the firstborns ( :

i'm not your friend why do you care :))

You may not count me as a friend.

But I know what you do not.

You would not be here if not by the will of our father.

Thus to me, you are a friend.

what would my life have been without the Moody Blues? thanx

I love them too, thanks

I don't plan on playing mind games on Judgement day.
If it's not straight up truth and fact, I won't be apt to repent of anything before a serpent that speaks with a forked tounge.

Take this for example:
Your bowed to the ground on Judgement Day because your so old after having the extremely complex warp of reality that dominated your life straightened out and it took so long you are no longer sure if you even ever really had a chance to do anything actually wrong, only acting and reacting to things you did not fully understand, and every time you want to point the finger, a hand is raised in protest. That you've gone back through the years right to conception and back again in microscopic detail and it was like being subjected to it all over again only 10 times worse, and your still at a loss at to what is right and wrong to the point that God leads you down out the Gates of Heaven to a place in Purgatory where you are shown a pit, and as you approach, you just keep walking right into it, while God is saying "I bet you jump" as you begin to fall into Hell, because you just don't give a care about Love or anthing ever again, if this life is somehow an extension of that so called God thing.

live hand in hand=

and forever we'll stand-

on the threshold-

of a dream.

There is no mind game being played here,

for this is a matter of the heart.

Is Truth in your heart or not?

Only you know the answer.

Thus the question.

If Truth is not in your heart,

you may call me a Liar.

But one day you will realize

That I was Truthful this day with you.

OP,

What letter does your first name begin with?

The name I was born into this world with is Arthur.

Yet I have worn many names since being born.

Interesting thread OP :)

The truth shall set you free.

You are the liar, because if he wasn't you would have to say he was a liar, but because you didnt he must be the one who tells the truth.

Sorry my friend but this reply is sooo yesterday.

Someone else already gave it.

You can follow that guy though...




Today is a new creation....

We are a new creation! Bearing the name of the free woman above, the new Jerusalem Mother, with her inscription, because we have overcome and abandoned the mother of Babylon, and the beast she rides, and bear the name of Christ's new name written by His own finger, so that we may be like Him by the power of His Spirit in which we are sealed.

Amen!

awesome! That song means alot to me :)

as this one does.

:beemy:

He had enough
He couldn't take anymore
He'd found a place
In his mind and slammed the door
No matter how they tried
They couldn't understand
They washed and dressed him
Fed him by hand

Yeah! I've left the world behind
I'm safe here in my mind
Free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life
I'll decide not you

Withdrawn he'd sit there
Stare blank into space
No sign of life
Would flicker on his face
Until one day he smiled
It seemed as though with pride
The wind kissed him
Goodbye - and then he died

Yeah! I've left the world behind
I'm safe here in my mind
Free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life
I'll decide not you

Keep the world with all it's sin
It's not fit for livin' in
Yeah! I will start again
It can take forever, and ever, and ever
And ever, but I'll still win.

How many like him,
Are there still
But to us, all
Seem to have lost the will
They lie in thousands
Plagued and lost
Is nothing worth this bitter cost

Yeah! I've left the world behind
I'm safe here in my mind
Free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life
I'll decide not you

Keep the world with all it's sin
It's not fit for livin' in

Beoynd the realms of death.

:water light:

there is a big difference between being appointed by men, and being annointed by GOD above. WOW!

Working in stone is no easy task. It takes years upon years of careful study and practice to develop the skill necessary to put chisel to stone and learn to chip away the flaws and imperfections which reveal the wondrous work of art within.

During this time of practice, the apprentice will wear his hands to the bone, the delicate skin giving way to painful blisters, that in time will form the callouses possessed by Masters. Many times he will contemplate the meaning of his toil. Is all this agony really worth it? he may ask. At times he'll miss his mark and whack his hand and cry out in pain, enough! as he throws his tools across the room.

He does not toil alone in his endeavors. No, he is always under the care of the watchful eye of the Master. When his tools go flying, the blood pours from his hand, the thought of giving up enters his mind, this is when he learns of the patient love of the Master.

He binds the apprentices hand to stop the bleeding, picks up his tools, and says "Rest, I'll show you how its done".

Then the Master approaches the stone and works the tools with a patient grace delicately removing every unwanted flaw and imperfection. Upon the stone, the once hard and lifeless surface, the delicate features emerge. It is but an eye, the apprentices eye, perfect in shape and form.

The Master returns the tools to the apprentice, with a loving smile and says, "Watch yourself, the task is hard". With a caring nod of approval, he sets the apprentice back to work.

With Love,

Your Brother

You're a jackoff

Truth

I am a jackoff all trades...

But a Master of none.

Here is your gift.