In a Kiss

First impressions formed
Awarenesses aroused
Looking
Searching
Toying with an idea

Blank – the slate is cleared
For the possibility of loving again

–KA

(Published Tuesday 10/04/05 1:05 AM)

…they shall be as white as the fallen snow.

Gazing momentarily into the immediate heavens this morning I couldn’t help but wonder how many snowflakes filled the sky. It was a sight reminiscent of the visual description given to the ancient father Abraham as the Lord spoke to him of the vastness of his future posterity: “I will multiply thy seed as the stars of the heaven, and as the sand which is upon the sea shore” ~ Gen. 22: 17.

Very well could the Lord have said, I will multiply thy seed as the flakes of the falling snow…today they seemed infinite.

The thought of cleasing us from our sins is an amazing one. I do not fully comprehend the meaning of that truth. But to contemplate the idea that as infalable as we are, God the Father has set in place a process to remove from his memory the mistakes which we, in our fallen state fall so quickly into, is incredible…it fills me with hope.

If God Could Blog from Heaven

If God were a blogger in heaven and blogged his point of view
Do you think we’d see the folly of the many things we do?

He may blog of similar issues that Earth’s leaders do debate
Of rights and fights and freedoms and the union of our state

With loving words and a special font I’m sure he’d teach us how
Though the nature of the flesh is such that we often stand when we should bow

Would his domain receive a PageRank that pushed a 9 or 10?
Or would we link to other websites like Homestar and CNN?

And in our favorites and cookies would we find foremost God’s Blog
Or would those files be resigned to archives on unused server logs?

Truthfully, The Man doth speak and his words are found today
And a blog is neat, but not requisite, to hear them and obey

So bookmark now this techie’s thought of the need for God to blog
And when you think that God’s not real don’t check your server log

Just find a time to be alone, to listen and be still
And in those quiet moments you will feel your Father’s will

His love is there. His peace is real. No earthly good can ‘er replace
The power and the beauty of God’s Word to Human Race

by R. Arthur Mendenhall

thoughts & musings of a would be king