Marching On. . . 21st Century Love During a Time of Violence: Wayne & Sabrina (4))
Marching On. . . 21st Century Love During a Time of Violence: Wayne & Sabrina (4)) https://allpoetry.com/story/16970667-Marching-On.-.-.-21st-Century-Love-During-a-Time-of-Violence--Way-by-
My inwards mellow when I think of rain. Its pitter patter to stay one sane. Water that thunders down upon an unshaded window pane. This wondrous weather I love seated or when simply laying Out chapbooks and coffee to enjoy the day and gentle sound. It truly allays the rush and hurry of hectic delays and traffic stays. Yes, I do delight and gratefully pray while precipitation stresses slay mercifully, daily anxiety as I meditate as pings repeat. The swish of wheels and squish of feet along the rim of shadowy streets 'til neath my covers, it peaks me to sweet and delicious needed sleep to doze ten thousand reams. Yet, still in all my happy dreams refuse to dim as I think on glorious cycles from ancient streams vaporized and circled again to cloud the skies from heavenly beams that rainbows beautifully after sun's return to lift again fine mist and spurn a drought that would our soil do burn if not for lovely storms as blessings to man which never he earned. My inwards mellow when I think of rain. Its pitter patter to stay one sane. Water that thunders down upon an unshaded window pane. This wondrous weather I love seated or when simply laying. *** Sabrina watched her mother putter around the kitchen; then, for a brief moment, disappear upstairs to return with her tattered family picture album underneath her arm unaware of the storm that once raged inside her. Similar to the one Sabrina had just exited. Which now is just a pleasant tap against the windows. Sabrina never knew her mother's history. In the past, their relationship did not include bonding. Everything she'd learned about her mother had come from her father to help her comprehend a mother's love buried deep within. Now here she was to become a mother too. Seemingly without the help of a loving father through whom this journey could be sweeter. She kept her head up to keep from weeping. Though, Kim saw a tear appear and slip down her cheek, which Sabrina wiped away quickly as if a speck of dirt sweeping. The fire kept the room cozy as through the kitchen window they watched the sun awaken. Then Kim opened her album to thumb through. Began to explain to Sabrina the history about these Vietnamese people she once loved; once knew. Sabrina wanted sincerely to listen intently; but after what she'd just experienced in her own little home all she really wanted was to return to her own room and figure out how to escape this forest threatening to consume her. Swallow her whole. This world of utter gloom filled with hatred, violence, and bloodshed. Yes. Where a 'love' natural had grown utterly stone cold...To Be Cont'd. *** "But know this, that in the last days critical times hard to deal with will be here. For men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, haughty, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, disloyal, having no natural affection, not open to any agreement, slanderers, without self-control, fierce, without love of goodness, betrayers, headstrong, puffed up with pride, lovers of pleasures rather than lovers of God, having an appearance of godliness but proving false to its power; and from these turn away. From among these arise men who slyly work their way into households and captivate weak women loaded down with sins, led by various desires, always learning and yet never able to come to an accurate knowledge of truth." 2 Tim 3:1-7.
Joyed by Rain's original form https://allpoetry.com/story/13769827-Joyed-by-Rain--written-for-contest--Have-You-Ever-Seen-the-Rain---by-Seah-Ray
The one who is from God listens to the sayings of God.—
Many are stumbled because our Bible-based teachings expose false religious ideas. Clergymen teach their flocks that God punishes the wicked in hell. They use that false teaching to maintain control over the people. As Jehovah’s servants, who worship a God of love, we expose that false teaching. The clergy also teach that the soul is immortal. We expose the pagan origin of that doctrine, which—if true—would make the resurrection irrelevant. And contrary to the belief in predestination that many religions embrace, we teach that man has free will and can choose to serve God. How do religious leaders respond? Often, they are furious! If we love the truth, we must accept the sayings of God. (John 8:45, 46) Unlike Satan the Devil, we stand fast in the truth. We never compromise our beliefs. (John 8:44) God requires that his people “abhor what is wicked” and “cling to what is good,” just as Jesus did.—Rom. 12:9; Heb. 1:9. Photocredit: https://www.google.com/url?sa=i&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.deviantart.com%2Fkevron2001%2Fart%2FFREE-STOCK-IMAGE-Midnight-Forest-392274551&psig=AOvVaw38KCIw2NIOg6L-x9f4PwDx&ust=1675435967669000&source=images&cd=vfe&ved=0CA8QjRxqFwoTCPCz_cKL9_wCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAK © 16 mins ago, Lucretia McCloud christian • death • family • friendship • society • teen
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