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Marks upon the flesh will fade
Forgotton with the pain
But when the wounds have healed, thus
The scar will long remain

God's Springtide's in Bloom;(clear throat)There's a lilt in the step;And a gleam in the eye;There's a song in the heart;And a smile one can't hide,For the flowers lift their heads;And the birds sing a tune Since Winter has passed;And God's springtide's in bloom;There's a balm in the air;And a green on the earth;There's resurgence of life;Everywhere there's rebirth.For the seaons has come;That will lift hearts with cheer;It's springtide,glad springtide;Its message is clear.---Loise Pinkerton Fritz---
THAT'S ALL FOLKS!!!

I was drowning in the stormy sea, when Jesus held out His hand and said: "Wanna Dance??"
-Nic


THIS IS ONE OF MINE LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK:


I'm a snapping turtle amongst the sheep. And I'm alright. I dont need to be sheard, I will be just fine. I can make my home wherever I go....Good God is my Shell...and you can take that to heaven or hell. Life's a journey...not a pissing contest. I'm wiser in ways you cannot understand...but You can if you really want to......--->And I'd love to know the real you. Good God is my Shell...and I wear it so well....But you have to make your own. 'cause I bite.
I am healed in ways that you cannot comprehend...I'm reborn in faith...not in your doctrinal hand....Not in the ways of man but of Sonshine and Love....You can't touch the part that makes my soul sing...That's a battle you can't win...but have to submit to....but when you do...you will see me and I will kiss you the way only real love knows how to...and you will be blessed.
I can't live in your world...so I just smile and nod...smile and nod...I find strength when I do what's right for me...and if you have a good thing, wouldn't you want to pass it along?
You judge me as judgmental...I discern what's right for me...and I'm not afraid to express it...You can't make me your own...I'm far from you...that's why I can see you for you...and not who or how you hide.
Before you see me through God's eyes, you need to OPEN your eyes...and ask God to see what I see first...Hind sight's 20/20. Two parallel lines like train tracks that meet on the horizon. Runaway trains have gone. Feel the breezes blow. Let the Spirit carry you along the eb and flow....eb and flow....Go with the flow....Go under and be baptized. Come up and see Christ standing on the stormy waters with His hand reaching out as He asks "Wanna Dance?"

Oh GOD, don't be a Clod, find me a Job, before I become a Slob, so I can pay the Bill's, with out taking any Pill's, to take care of all my Ill's, and still enjoy the Frill's!!!

Thank You all for coming to Saint-Moose cathedrial for mass today, god bless you, and please leave a c-note in the donation-box on your'e way to the Church Social!

Then you will be Blessed Thrice, my financially spiritual friend!! LOL

Tiny apple strewn
in the dust rots in sunshine
dreams of autumn leaves