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[kelco]

God of our life, there are days when the burdens we carry chafe our shoulders and weigh us down; when the road seems dreary and endless, the skies grey and threatening; when our lives have no music in them, and our hearts are lonely, and our souls have lost their courage. Flood the path with light, run our eyes to where the skies are full of promise; tune our hearts to brave music; give us the sense of comradeship with heroes and saints of every age; and so quicken our spirits that we may be able to encourage the souls of all who journey with us on the road of life, to Your honour and glory.

Augustine

 

[freespirit2001]

God of our life, there are days when the burdens we carry chafe our shoulders and weigh us down; when the road seems dreary and endless, the skies grey and threatening; when our lives have no music in them, and our hearts are lonely, and our souls have lost their courage. Flood the path with light, run our eyes to where the skies are full of promise; tune our hearts to brave music; give us the sense of comradeship with heroes and saints of every age; and so quicken our spirits that we may be able to encourage the souls of all who journey with us on the road of life, to Your honour and glory.

Augustine

XOXLOLXOX!!! I really needed to hear this prayer, I am so thankful Kelco!! !

O God, calm our spirits and help us to be still in Thy presence.
In Jesus' Name.
Amen

 

[kelco]

XOXLOLXOX!!! I really needed to hear this prayer, I am so thankful Kelco!! !

O God, calm our spirits and help us to be still in Thy presence.
In Jesus' Name.
Amen

Thanks freespirit. God bless.

 

[tulc]

The greatest evil is not done in those sordid dens of evil that Dickens loved to paint but is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried, and minuted) in clear, carpeted, warmed, well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voices.
-C. S. Lewis

 

[brinny]

A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles. ~Washington Irving

 

[tulc]

"I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to
live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia."
-C.S. Lewis (The Silver Chair)

 

[donnarina]

where does the name aslan come from??

 

[Inperfected]

Asking am i weak or am i strong, is like asking am i flesh or bone, without one, the other fails to function.

 

[kelco]

A Prison gets to be a friend --
Between its Ponderous face
And Ours -- a Kinsmanship express --
And in its narrow Eyes --

We come to look with gratitude
For the appointed Beam
It deal us -- stated as our food --
And hungered for -- the same --

We learn to know the Planks --
That answer to Our feet --
So miserable a sound -- at first --
Nor ever now -- so sweet --

As plashing in the Pools --
When Memory was a Boy --
But a Demurer Circuit --
A Geometric Joy --

The Posture of the Key
That interrupt the Day
To Our Endeavor -- Not so real
The Check of Liberty --

As this Phantasm Steel --
Whose features -- Day and Night --
Are present to us -- as Our Own --
And as escapeless -- quite --

The narrow Round -- the Stint --
The slow exchange of Hope --
For something passiver -- Content
Too steep for lookinp up --

The Liberty we knew
Avoided -- like a Dream --
Too wide for any Night but Heaven --
If That -- indeed -- redeem

Emily Dickinson

 

[SandyLou]

Alexander, Caesar, Charlemagne, and myself founded empires;
but on what foundation did we rest the creations of our genius?
Upon force.
Jesus Christ founded an empire upon love;
and at this hour millions of men
would die for Him.
--Napoleon Bonaparte​

 

[kelco]

I was regretting the past and fearing the future. Suddenly God was speaking: "My name is I am." I waited and God continued: "When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not I was. When you live in the future, with its problems and fears, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not I will be. When you live in this moment, it is not hard. I am here. My name is I AM."

Helen Mellincost

 

[VanillaRose]

"Love recieved and love given comprise the best form of therapy."
-- Gordon William Allport

Nothing is final until you are dead, and even then I'm sure god negotiates. ~Ever After

 

[tulc]

We've heard that a million monkeys at a million keyboards could produce the complete works of Shakespeare;
now, thanks to the Internet, we know that it is not true.
-Robert Wilensky

 

[SandyLou]

I gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which I must stop and look fear in the face.... I say to myself, I've lived through this and can take the next thing that comes along.

--Eleanor Roosevelt

 

[freespirit2001]

"Nothing is more desperate than respect based on fear."
---Neitzche

 

[WarSong]

where does the name aslan come from??

Aslan is from a series called "Narnia" written by C.S. Lewis. Very good books.

 

[tulc]

"Vincent"

Starry
starry night
paint your palette blue and grey

look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils

catch the breeze and the winter chills

in colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry
starry night
flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze

swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain

weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's
loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
but still your love was true

and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.

Starry
starry night
portraits hung in empty halls

frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met

the ragged men in ragged clothes

the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will.
-Don McLean

 

[kelco]

"Vincent"

Starry
starry night
paint your palette blue and grey

look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils

catch the breeze and the winter chills

in colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry
starry night
flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze

swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain

weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's
loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
but still your love was true

and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.

Starry
starry night
portraits hung in empty halls

frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met

the ragged men in ragged clothes

the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will.
-Don McLean

A beautiful painting to go with a beautiful song.

 

[tulc]

Fever

Never know how much I love you,
Never know how much I care.
When you put your arms around me,
I get a fever that's so hard to bear.

You give me fever,
When you kiss me,
Fever when you hold me tight.
Fever! In the morning,
Fever all through the night.

Sun lights up the daytime
And moon lights up the night..
I light up when you call my name
And you know I'm gonna treat you right

You give me fever
When you kiss me,
Fever when you hold me tight.
Fever! In the morning,
And fever all through the night

Everybody's got the fever
That is something you all know
Fever isn't such a new thing
Fever started long ago

Romeo loved Juliette
Juliette she felt the same
When he put his arms around her he said,
"Julie, Baby , you're my flame

"Thou giveth fever
"When we kisseth
"Fever with thy flaming youth
"Fever! I'm afire,
"Fever, yeah, I burn, forsooth."

Cap'in Smith and Pocahontas had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said,
"Daddy, oh, don't you dare!

"He gives me fever
"With his kisses
"Fever when he holds me tight
"Fever! I'm his misses, So
"Daddy, Won't you treat him right?"

Now you've listened to my story,
Here's the point that I have made:
Chicks were born to give you fever,
Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade

They give you fever
When you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever! 'till you sizzle
what a lovely way to burn
what a lovely way to burn
what a lovely way to burn
what a lovely way to burn
-unknown
(for Mrs.tulc)

 

[freespirit2001]

REVELATIONS OF DIVINE LOVE

Fle we to our Lord and we shall be comforted
Touch we him and we shall be made clene,
Cleve to him and we shall be safe and sekir fro al maner of peril.

For our curtes Lord will that we ben as homley
with him as herte may think or soule may desiren,
But beware that we taken not so reklesly this homeleyhede
that we levyn curtesy.
For our Lord himself is Sovereyn homleyhede and as homley he is, as curtes he is,
For He is very curtes.

And the blissid creatures that shall ben in hevyn with Him without end, he will have them like to himself in all things!
And to be like Our Lord perfectly it is our very Salvation and Our full bliss.
And if we wott not how we shall don all this, desire we of our Lord and He shall lerne us.
For it is His own likeing and His worship;
Blissid mot be be."

The Lady Julien of Norwich