Sunday, August 13, 2017

Bottled Lightning Freed! & Day 241 CJSM-book III

 
Bottled Lightning Freed!
(Let your Power of Good illuminate the world)
 
“Thank you! Gentleman!” Simple, heartfelt kind salutation
“Beautifully spoken, kind Lady!” Bowed-whispered adulation
“I love you, Darling!” Caressed soft-kiss of exclaimed adoration
 
Through vain hustle gather vacant treasure guise of grandeur plain
Garner “riches” overt-faux “pitches” void-fill the mountain castle main
Important count just to keep score in temporary-time concludes effort insane
 
Worry not longevity someday to store good virtue deed
Fear not “What they think of me” vacant celebrity need
Freedom holy intent soar spirit high sow kindness seed
 
In the Beginning was the Word and the Word was One
Authority Father, Holy Grace, Blessing Christ Jesus Son
Created man with mate for adventure journey just begun
 
Genesis tongue-forked day apple-tempted unwise sweet Eve-touch
Adam transgressed to taste honeyed-sin as he loved her just too much
Resultant Fall-from-Grace set wide-world stage for good-evil battle such
 
Once realized Paradise Lost absolve purposed-sin they yearned
Experienced cold fear, hot pain; were naked each had learned
Regain Garden Nirvana blessing-pure life-holy chance if earned
 
Flash lightning “Good” in bottle caught; wild to escape free
Expand wide sacred intent of holy Love’s vivid satisfaction be
Until Good Will explodes the capture-glass to satisfy the fee
 
To regain destiny-intent of promised-Eden long-lost spent
Instant time-tick life-gift celebrate awesome adventure-event
Do: Good! Be: Kind! Live: Grace! It’s surely why we’re sent
 
Share: Love! Spread: Love! Heaven embrace! Touch Jesus’ hem
Wear proud display gold-halo Calvary-cross redemption emblem
Place proclaimed elite to last; do “Best!” to the very least of them
 
Freed lightning flash shall Light-the-Way in His holy praise
Revelation promise “Good guys win!” We can sacred raise
Please! In a hallowed mirror on another saintly angel gaze
 
Amen!
 
 
Plus:
 
 
 
 
 
Day 241
 
 
Becky with chicken-pox at 21 years of age---poor kid
 
 
I reckon I have always been in a “hurry” where the “things”-of-life are concerned.
As a kid, my friends were mostly at least a few years older than I; we naturally bonded.
I have never regretted growing “old”; I anticipated the future while fully embracing the present. Some things in life there simply is “no” control over; there---Attitude!...wins the day!
I suffered seemingly all the usual childhood diseases---save measles…Junior-year in high school. Maybe little Rachel Rebecca took my reluctance on that one to heart. She was a Senior at the university when she contracted the malady; I never suggested they emulate the “old Man”!?
But, like everything else in this life that came our way, we didn’t whine and complain, just hitched up our pants and plunged ahead, doing the very best we could muster with a smile.
Absolutely amazing what a little “humor” salved upon a wound will conclude! Hmm!
 
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Red-rash dilemma” Memories!
 

 

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