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Stand before me on the sing of infinity all you of the Earth.
With the granting of the "Law of Provination"
comes the application of change.
I will give you the key.
And with this knowledge, please realise
comes the responsibility of sharing it.
I will show you the way - it's very simple.

Throughout the Universe there is order.
In the movement of the planets...in nature...
and in the functioning of the human mind.
A mind that is in its natural state of order
is in harmony with the Universe,
and such a mind is timeless.
Your life is an expression of your mind.
You are a creator of your own Universe,
for as a human being you are "free to will"
whatever sate of being you desire through the use of your thoughts and words.

There is great power there.

It can be a blessing or a curse.

It's entirely up to you, for the quality of your life
is brought about by the quality of your thinking.
Think about that.

Thoughts produce actions…

Feestyd, Rustyd, Vastyd, Jesus se tyd

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Toe ek die eerste keer die foto sien het ek vir ‘n vlietende oomblik gewonder of ek dalk moet aanstoot neem want mens word min gekonfronteer met Jesus en Kersvader in een foto. Dit ‘hoort amper nie bymekaar nie’.

Maar iets anders het hardnekkig in my gees kom vasskop hoe langer ek na die prentjie kyk.
‘n Vader wat vir Sy skepsels ‘n Offer bring. ‘n Vader wat bereid is om Sy Seun vir ‘n gebroke wereld te gee sodat ons 'n verhouding met Hom kan he...
Vir my is dit ‘n uitbeelding van ‘n liefdevolle en baie hartseer Vader wat met ’n swaar hart Sy geliefde Seun in ’n krip neerle, wat Homself moet wegskeur van die liefde in die oe wat na Hom terugstaar.... oe wat se "Ek verstaan Vader". Nogtans U wil.

In ‘n tydlose oomblik voer Pa en Seun die mees intiemste gesprek ...

My Seun, weet dat Ek Jou met alles in My lief het.Alles wat Jou gaan seermaak, gaan My net so seermaak want Ons is Een. My ingewande is in beroering oor Jou. Wanneer Jy gekruisig gaan word, moenie moed verloor nie My…

yeah

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Fire it up

She’s sitting staring out a window Trying to figure out just what to do
The last time she gave her heart away
It came back broken in two
Like an old abandoned car
She parked it down off Lonely Avenue
And she forget about it till the day
She laid her eyes on You

And her heart said: “Fire it up” And her mind said: “Fire it up”
And her soul said: “Fire it up”
Let Love live again

He’s sitting in a subway station Watching as the trains go flying by
He used to hate the lack man till a black man
Reached out and saved his life
He was pulled out of darkness
Rescued and blinded by the light
Isn’t it crazy how one simple act of kindness
Can open up our eyes

Here we are together you and me Still trying to figure out the world
Searching for a reason to believe
What makes this big ball turn?
But if we reach out to His love
Hold on to each other
Give love, show love for all love’s worth
Yeah, they might call us crazy
But, tell me who’s it gonna hurt?
Who’s it gonna hurt?

~ Joe Cocker

The power of forgiveness

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Riding on a white horse

One of the things I continually asked God since my mom died was to give me a glimpse of her in heaven.I desperately needed to see her happy – she was so miserable, depressed and full of aches and pains the last two years and I haven’t seen her happy for a long-long time. I knew that if I could see how happy she is I would have peace. During these last few weeks God has spoken to me in a dream about this but I wanted more. Needed more. Just before I fell asleep last night, I asked God to make me dream about Him. I missed Him terribly and besides that, I love to dream about God of us just spending time together. It was still in the wake of the morning when God woke me up; I was so aware of His presence and of what He had shown me. I knew I was sleeping but I also know it was not a dream….God took me to a place where my mother was….and I saw her ! I clearly saw her face, a much younger version of her, and she was riding on a white horse beside Jesus.  She was not laughing and smiling and play…

Heaven is Your thrown

My Father, I know You are not too far to see You know everything that happens 2 me
Your presence is the most important part of my day
This is the reason why I pray

Make this world see-through so that I can clearly see You
Make me Your servant just like the angels in heaven are Your servants
Give me the ability to hear what You say
Your words will give me new energy for today

Help me to take the punch when people treat me unfairly, just like Jesus did when people treated Him unfairly Stop me from doing the wrong things
and keep me save from the evil king

You alone can do all that I have asked because You rule
Heaven is Your thrown and the earth Your footstool
In the darkest night Your beauty glows
For ever let it be so

In Jesus Name I pray

Could God watch us die?

But when Jesus heard it he said, "This illness does not lead to death. It is for the glory of God, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it." - John 11:4. Recently, a good friend preached on Jesus raising Lazarus from the dead. With great passion, he drew a sharp distinction between worldly ways and the Kingdom of God. In reading how Jesus waited two full days after hearing the news that Lazarus was sick, my friend uttered, "Jesus did not react to situations or the words of men, but listened to and obeyed the Father." In reality, many of us saints would rush to help Lazarus, or at least be obsessed with comforting his sisters without delay. We rush to need. We rush to opportunity. We rush to significance. We rush at things that seem right. We rush along in the grooves of tradition. Yet it was clear that Jesus waited deliberately. John 11 implies that he did it because he loved Mary and Martha! "Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So, when …

World Day of Prayer -- 4 your husband

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We seek Your Forgiveness

"Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask your forgiveness and to seek your direction and guidance. 

We know Your Word says, "Woe to those who call evil good", but that is exactly what we have done.  We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and reversed our values.
We have exploited the poor and called it the lottery.
We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare.
We have killed our unborn and called it choice.
We have shot anti-abortionists and called it justifiable.
We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building self-esteem.
We have abused power and called it politics.
We have coveted our neighbor's possessions and called it ambition.
We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression.
We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers and called it enlightenment.

Search us, Oh, God, and know our hearts today; cleanse us from every sin and set us free.  Amen!" ~ a Prayer by Minister Joe Wri…

a Life-saver

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It’s been 11 weeks since I have been in church – maybe it will sound better if I say it’s been 11 weeks since my mom died, and I haven’t had the courage to go to church. I am neither angry with God, nor disappointed or in some sort of action against God. I just could not get myself to go to church – purely because I was afraid.Afraid of falling to pieces once I let go… It’s the moment when I surrender during worship to my Saviour. It’s that electrifying connection with God Almighty – and it’s during these moments that I let go of whatever seems to trouble my soul; the worries, heartaches, the disappointments, the anger, the guilt, the shame … In those intimate moments it’s just me and my God. The One who can saves me from it all…the One who truly understands me and the One who only can edify me, love me tenderly – the way my soul and spirit longs for, the only One who forgives me unconditionally. Since the day I gave my broken and bruised heart to Jesus I have experienced His healing pow…

Love has called your Name

“I will never be the same; Love has called my name, from the ashes I rise to proclaim:Your love is undefeated, forever You will reign, Justice has won again.

Love has a voice, Love has a name: Jesus, Jesus.....” I am at the office, working, whith earphones tightly plugged into my ears, worshiping the most High God.
How did I go from not having time for God, to singing for my King every day?
How did I transform from a broken person with empty hands, to a perfect creation of the All Mighty Living God.I am new, because Love had called my name in April 2009.My story starts many years before that.....
I started smoking and drinking when I was only 12.My parents were divorced that year and it was during that divorce when things got rough with very little adult supervision.I had an older sister and ended up tagging along with her and I started doing these things for acceptance and in a way, I had to participate to ensure I would not tell on the wrong doings.
From as far as I can remember I was fig…

No regrets

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Look forward with HOPE not backwards with REGRET....

Irrespective of your past, where you have been, what you have done...or how many times. Jesus is the Author of Hope. He is HOPE.
Give Him your life, start afresh.
Let today be a new beginning for you.
Let your day start with HOPE today.
Let HOPE take control.

At the end of the day

On my way to the office one morning, I heard this song on the radio and immediately fell in love with the lyrics because it captures a peace of my own heart:... It never was about the oil dripping from my head I never did dream beyond the pastures I could tend It was never about the praise, not about the street parade I didn't really need a crowd when Goliath fell down I never meant to woo a king with simple shepherd songs Or hide away inside a cave, safe from danger's arms I never meant to wear a crown or try to bring armies down It never was about me and who I hoped to be Five little stones or a royal robe Shepherd or king doesn't mean a thing 'Cause at the end of the day I want to hear people say: My heart looks like Your heart! [Your heart from Chris Tomlin]

Believe... even if

I believe in the sun, even when it's not shining
I believe in love, even when feeling it not
I believe in God, even when He is silent

I really lived

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Stages of Grief

1...ACCEPTANCE: This term is largely metaphysical in nature. It is necessary for us to get beyond this point. We must accept the reality of death and its permanence. Unfortunately the nature of death often makes it difficult to admit that a death has occurred.

2...ANGER and rage in these cases can be directed toward: Other family members, [for not reventing the death], The victim, [for dying]. Doctors, [for not saving the life of the victim]. Law enforcement agencies, [for a variety of reasons such as lack of resolution of a criminal case].

In natural death, anger is not normally so severe. Anger can be because others are not grieving enough or too much, or your loved one for leaving you, and much more.

3...DENIAL: Denial is an escape from reality. However, above all else denial, is an unconscious defense mechanism, characterized by refusal to accept the reality of death.

4...DEPRESSION: Depression is a deep sadness at the loss often accompanied by hopelessness of …

Will I ever make it?

A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; I want to drink God, deep draughts of God. I’m thirsty for God-alive. I wonder. ..”Will I ever make it – arrive and drink in God’s presence?”
I am on a diet of tears – tears for breakfast, tears for supper. All day long people knock at my door, pestering… “Where is this God of yours?” These are the things I go over and over, emptying out the pockets of my life.I was always part of the worshipping crowd, right out in front, eager to arrive and worship, shouting praises, singing thanksgiving – celebrating God’s feast. Why are you down in the dumps dear soul? Why are you crying the blues?
When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of You, from Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar, Chaos calls to chaos… to the tune of white-water rapids. Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crush and crush me! Then God promises to love me all day, sing songs all through the night. My life is God’s prayer. Sometimes I ask God;…

Blow through the caverns of my soul

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Awaken my soul, come awake
to hunger, to seek, to thirst
awaken my first love, come awake
and do as You did, at first

Spirit of the living God come fall afresh on me come wake me from my sleep
blow through the caverns of my soul, pour in me to overflow
to overflow

Awaken my soul, come awake! to worship with all your strength
Spirit of the living God come fall afresh on me
come wake me from my sleep
blow through the caverns of my soul, pour in me to overflow
to overflow

Come and fill my soul let Your Glory now invade
spirit come and fill my heart
let Your glory now invade
come wake me from my sleep
blow through the caverns of my soul, pour in me to overflow
to overflow