LOOK WHAT THE LORD HAS DONE!
by godzgirl7
[justify]ABOUT: LIKE A BIRD
I began this post as a preface as I put LIKE A BIRD up for critique. This just poured out and it's a bit too long for that forum but it is a very worthwhile testimony. In fact, it's down right dangerous. So, take that, hell. God's got my back...as i fly....and He IS the wind beneath my wings.
This song was written a few years back. Aaron Bewza had sent me this excellent composition (around the time of CSN's Challenge 3) I knew at that time I wanted to work with him. He invited me to write a lyric and also wanted me to sing it. Which was beyond my skill, my aspirations, as I lacked confidence, fully aware, I'm no trained singer. As it turned out God showed me over and over, through people, the Word and circumstances- [b]HE was asking. I found myself in uncharted waters. This coincided perfectly with an invitation from AngelVon to come visit her...
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I began this post as a preface as I put LIKE A BIRD up for critique. This just poured out and it's a bit too long for that forum but it is a very worthwhile testimony. In fact, it's down right dangerous. So, take that, hell. God's got my back...as i fly....and He IS the wind beneath my wings.
This song was written a few years back. Aaron Bewza had sent me this excellent composition (around the time of CSN's Challenge 3) I knew at that time I wanted to work with him. He invited me to write a lyric and also wanted me to sing it. Which was beyond my skill, my aspirations, as I lacked confidence, fully aware, I'm no trained singer. As it turned out God showed me over and over, through people, the Word and circumstances- [b]HE was asking. I found myself in uncharted waters. This coincided perfectly with an invitation from AngelVon to come visit her...
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The Sneeze
by godzgirl7
So cool I had to share. Came in an email today. True story.
THE SNEEZE
They walked in tandem, each of the ninety-two students filing into the already crowded auditorium. With their rich maroon gowns flowing .. and the traditional caps, they looked almost .. as grown up as they felt.
Dads swallowed hard behind broad smiles, and Moms freely brushed away tears.
This class would NOT pray during the commencements----not by choice, but because of a recent court ruling prohibiting it.
The principal and several students were careful to stay within the guidelines allowed by the ruling. They gave inspirational and challenging speeches, but no one mentioned divine guid ance and no one asked for blessings on the graduates or their families.
The speeches were nice, but they were routine.....until the final speech received a standing ovation.
A solitary student walked proudly to the microphone. He stood still and silent for just a moment, and then, it happened....
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THE SNEEZE
They walked in tandem, each of the ninety-two students filing into the already crowded auditorium. With their rich maroon gowns flowing .. and the traditional caps, they looked almost .. as grown up as they felt.
Dads swallowed hard behind broad smiles, and Moms freely brushed away tears.
This class would NOT pray during the commencements----not by choice, but because of a recent court ruling prohibiting it.
The principal and several students were careful to stay within the guidelines allowed by the ruling. They gave inspirational and challenging speeches, but no one mentioned divine guid ance and no one asked for blessings on the graduates or their families.
The speeches were nice, but they were routine.....until the final speech received a standing ovation.
A solitary student walked proudly to the microphone. He stood still and silent for just a moment, and then, it happened....
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Invitation
by godzgirl7
Welcome to my blog. Hope you are blessed...
The Invitation
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for,
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love,
for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your sorrow,
if you have been opened by life's betrayals,
or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine and your own,
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with JOY, mine or your own:
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic,
or to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if...
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The Invitation
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for,
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love,
for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your sorrow,
if you have been opened by life's betrayals,
or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine and your own,
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with JOY, mine or your own:
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic,
or to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if...
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