The Giant

Ever so softly she says, “I see you.” She flicks a tiny crumb of dirt, with a tiny pink fingernail.

It wobbles, warning her. She smiles and says softly, “You don’t scare me.” I’m a big girl, she thinks. Look at my new shoes, their black patent. And today I get to wear them with my new pink dress. She picks up a leaf, crumbled and wrinkled, turning brown and blows it like a bubble. It sails and sticks, mid air, and she watches it wobble faster.

She says, “Eat that!” Now its bouncing up and down frantically, trying it’s best to frighten her away.

“I’m a giant! You don’t have a beanstalk! You don’t scare me.” It was the story her Dad had started last night, but she’d fallen asleep to his soft, deep voice.

She leans back, stretching her legs out to admire her new shoes, shining in the sun. She lies down completely, feeling the sun on her face, warming her bare arms in the cool morning chill. She realizes she forgot her sweater, but decides it would ruin the look of her ruffles, so pretty and fluffy. They remind her of cotton candy.

She can hear her Mother calling for her to “Come inside before you get all dirty!” Then telling her Dad, “What are we gonna do with her?”

Then she hears her Dad say, “You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear!” She wonders what a sow is?

She knows silk is made by spiders, she saw it on TV one day, so she reaches into the corner of the porch, and takes a swipe of silk. But this is too much for the spider. He dashes at her and bites her tiny finger before she can pull her hand back.

“I just wanted some silk, you stupid spider!” Her finger stings, and as she sits there watching it begins to swell. She refuses to cry, she’s a big girl, she thinks. Instead she reaches with her other hand for a loose board lying nearby and pokes it at the spider.

“I told you I’m a giant!” She doesn’t get any more silk, and goes with her Mom and Dad to God’s house in Daddy’s big blue truck.

But an hour later, she’s being rushed to the hospital. She’s in her Dad’s strong arms in the big noisy ambulance, and looks up at him and says, “How does it end?”

“What,” he asks?

“Jack and the Beanstalk?”

Are You Ready

when he comes back

fulfilling his promise

what will he find

will you be here

will you weep

from a distance

will your life

be enough

did you waste it

are you ready

if it was today

would you laugh

with incredible joy

or beg

will he be proud

will he tear down walls

would you invite him in

with open arms

or bow your head

in shame

I only ask

that you think about it

for it could be tomorrow

or today

one second away

Still

she stood completely still

hands over her heart

as it stopped beating

she gasped for air

became a mirror

reflecting her world

full of thunder

winds wailing

yet time stood still

ending with her tears

streaming a river

into sobs

as he gasped

his heart stopped

and he was completely still

and time began

Teach Them Well

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Teach Them Well

4-17-14

 

the horror He endured

was planned far ahead

by His Father who sent Him

to die for us and said

You are my only Son

full of grace from within

You already love like I do

now go save them from their sin

it will be very painful

but only humanly so

it will last for a few days

in human time far below

but it will be so very shocking

such an amazing thing to do

they will speak of it forever

for Your love will make them new

they will weep and cry out

knowing its so very wrong

it will teach them clearly and well

that they too can belong

through faith and righteousness

they can fill their world with love

and with kindness and forgiveness

that like You… they will rise above

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Shards Of DuBois:

More Love, Less Hate…. Shaun had to start a new blog folks, so here is the new one…. enjoy! :)

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Since I had to delete my old blog and start a new one I am asking PLEASE if people can give this a quick reblog?

I lost a ton of friends I liked talking to. I am getting about 5/10 a day added back but I would really like to hook back up with a few people.

I ask as the best friend you have to PLEASE RE-Blog this so I can find some friends like you again

I would be grateful WordPress if you could do this for me

More love, less hate

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Just Adoring You

an eternity stretches

beyond my heart

a beauty touches

pulling me apart

inside

outside

its a landslide

on a mountainside

it’s You

just adoring You

 

a breathless whisper

races across my soul

a windless call

echoes through my whole

being

seeing

I’m dreaming

then I’m screaming

for You

just adoring You

 

I’m coming home

I’ll never be alone

sitting below Your throne

just adoring You

 

sailing on a sea

soaring in a sky

reaching into blue

an amazing high

light

so bright

pure white

fills my sight

but it’s You

only You

just adoring You

 

I’m going home

I’ll never be the same

sitting below Your throne

just adoring You

 

(this is a song I wrote, wish I knew someone who could sing it!)  :)

They are killing us…

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…AND our PLANET and we are doing NOTHING to stop it!

This is now in our water source, our gardens and our LUNGS.

If you think this is a normal cloud, you are sadly mistaken.

Why are we letting them kill us and our planet?

We may not know who is paying for it, but we certainly know it’s being done in our military aircraft.

And if they are flying… SOMEONE is ordering it… from the top of the ladder!

This is a perfect example of GEO Engineering folks! PLEASE, lets get together and MAKE IT STOP!!!