The Objectionarys Objects.

Don't we all at some point in our live objects to smoeone or somethings in a very
defiance  way? Because given no alternative we came to this conclusion that a
a definite measure will have to be taken. If this is it,I might have to give up my life.
                   
Who want to die just for dieing sake? No one yak! we love life. People are not
 foolish when it comes to life and death situation. Life is to live, and all one disire is
 to get the best out of living.It is a God given privilege, and this love triangle with
 life is something we all hold dear to our hearts, and will do what necessary to
 preserve it.

Consequently I praise all legitimate loving freedom fighters from the drawn of
civilization. Glazing through the vestibule of time, and now light is shining on us
then we must allow it to shine on other as well

On like our christain faith and the walk of faith, democracy is always on trails.
Daily it goes vigorously through all the elememts of human imperfections. It is
constandly  in the refining business held accounable by the court room of world
opinions . It should, for only then can we maintain its strenght, and fix its
weaknesses  .

Democracy as so much to be desire, inspire of our in fight about the rules and
laws of the games played. I do share the ideals of those who needed to be a
part of such enterprising system. The protesting Egyptains and other who are
simple asking for the chance to live and do things there way. I do hope in the
end they too will gain their freedom in this wise.

For me the charted course of life and specially the uncharted is by God's grace,
with this confidence and this hope I press forward and I do pray for them in this
endaverour .


                                                     The Objectionarys Objects.

                                       In ivory towers and low plains, the rich and poor, and
                                       I'll add whoever comes between the photographic lenses
                                       of my existence. Freedom denied so I object, with
                                       collateral damage in the end.
                                            
                                       In solidarity then I must stand ready to be difiance to
                                       causes that drew me.Alone or with other rapture in pain
                                       before the world in places where evil closes its doors in
                                       an me, even shrouded in clouds of mystery.
                                      
                                       Tell me how long I must object carrying loads for liberty
                                       that evaded my grandfather. Now his grandchild is in a
                                       bloody fight,and is no telling when he will die.
                                  
                                       The objectionarys, and violent suppression began,
                                       protect in the end. How is the raging boisterous wind
                                       creating works of arduous effects. Make no mistake this
                                       is for those who can deal with scornful rules
                                       .
                                       O clouds of glooms in the streets and the nation's cells.
                                      The objectionarys, one sacrifice a day, two at night
                                       another at the crack of drawn. I must object, it is the
                                       life I live. On an my tomb stone, if there is one, crave
                                       it in bold blue, the OBJECTORS, OBJECTS.                                       
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Inna De Yard: The Holy Trinity Cathedral

Chaos In The East.

Chaos, it is everywhere, our own personal demons that we struggle with each day of our lives. Now the crisis in Egypt is on our mind, and it should've.
Will the emerging changes taken place from Mubarak oppressive autocratic reign, can it bring about true democracy? We hope it does.

For those of us who are held captive by prophecy events, and those who are not, the situations is very telling. How will it fully unfold in the end is any body crystal ball.

In their emerging to freedom how about our Christain brother and Sister in the process, Israel on the hand is wondering, O! God we hope it workout well. Workout well is all our disire but we will have to wait each day to see. Talk about chaotic circumstances, this is it.

I think I heard Jesus saying to his disciples with regarded to a situation and mine you the comparison is light years apart. However this is what he said " Let not your heart be trouble ".

Could I say it here in the affirmative? Troubling is it not, yes but this is the end times. On in the end times all kind of chaotic changing situations, not withstanding the past ,will occurs more and more for the fulfillment of prophesies.

I only need pray for the Egyptian massive. I only need pray for the people of the regions. I only need pray for our world.

I am trembling thought the night, fearing the day but hope dreams. On its light is pulling me on. Hope path is at least on illuminating nightmare but the challenges of the unknown always warrant a miracle, a miracle of hope so I fear not.

I'll close with this poem by your truly. WHAT TO FEAR.
                                               
                                       I do not know what to fear any more, everything on
                                       this planet is a threat. I read it day by day, sleep on
                                       it by night like a penitent fool. The environmentalist
                                       gurus, conservative genius, the moderate character.
                                       Two legged, four, five and ten, they are like praetorium
                                       gurad standing with watchful eyes bewilder by the
                                       ambiguity of thier tribal list.

                                       What to fear if only I knew, the fanatic or myself.
                                       Countries of the South Pacific, madmen of the Sahara,
                                       Horn of Africa or  the West indicative of the bless with
                                       everything ending up in hell.

                                       What to fear, allow me to catch my breath, watch my steps
                                       before I fall into pathetic mess, lost my mind. In addition, the
                                       will to be good citizen living in a cosmic bubble.

                                       What to fear I will watch the spoken word, then mark the 
                                        steps taken,and escape the apocalyptic nightmare.    

                       

The Passage Of Hope ( Rain on my parade ).

When lost as it rain on your parade I mean really rain,

pouring like there was not going to any ending ?
Yesterday may be or it as been years now. It is the dark night of the soul and the more you try to deal with things a certain way it seem ho! boy
as they say "hell break looses" on this side of town

Your best bet is as good as mine, right now. I
remember telling a friend that it is raining hard on my parade and her replied were, its raining here too.Not what you want to here in returned, but that's the way life is, hard is it not ?

It was a year ago there was this out poured, do you rememder what happen then ? How you overcame, how the Lord carried you through that storm. How oh you got over, well! bless the
Lord. Is he now going to carry you through or you're on your own. Certainly not and lest you said I'll take it from here on.

There is a different between taking responnsibility for our own actions and placing
things entirely into the hand of God, true.Equity also you will agree that God will not do for us what we ought to do for ourselves.

You know I came to realized two things when it is raining on my parade. A-things I can control and B- things I can't control. On often am trying to deal with things of which I absolutely as no control over then leave the rest undone. Wise guy, pretty cool, huh! thats awesome.

It took awhile to say whats going on here ? and to change my ways of doing things that was not bringing the disired resulted.

First I have to centralized my position and deal with that which I have control over, get a grip, on handle so enabling me to stand up right so to speak.

The question is not whether it is a harh task or not but rather is there an alternative and by what intention a passage way is open up. Bearing in mind here our discussion is about  "The Passage Of Hope"( Rain on my parade).

The intend activated my faith, doing now what needed to be done as precride by the methodology, the practical and what other wise I do.Believe you me this is where the wisdom of God and that of able councilors is most needed.

Able councilors does not necessary mean certified academia but those around us who are wise in there councils of giving sound biblical and practial guide to get us throught when its raining on our parade route and help is needed.

The guide that enable us to overcome and with our integrity in the Lord intact.If that is not going to be done it would be wise to get another deck of cards out. The objective here is to please the Lord in all that we do and to move along in the development of our social, spiritual lives or otherwise. "Say amem, lol".

Note here that one cannot overestimate or underestimated godly mentoring by the word inspire of what is happening on our parade routes. Fling the coin around we can neither overstimate nor underestimated the power of Satan to entrap us and to bring us down into the pit.You and I must know our strenght and weaknesses. It is some where here the ballte lines must be drawn. In this your down poured, their lies your strenght also an you on I will have to win the fight.

I will share this poem with you now. Walk with me though this.

                            Carry on though the dark night.
                            Carry on until the day is done.
                            Carry on when the cold wind blow.
                            Carry on as the rain decent, winter
                            is not always I know, just carry on.

                           Carry on up word though the blaze of
                           summer, the temperature matter not.
                           Carry on Spring will and your smile.
                           Carry on in Autumn, be it so you never know.
                           Carry on and on do end the journey began.

Not very much consoling, no, not sure, may be, which is it. Be asured we are in it together, the raining on your parade. Howver how we feel does not take away from the word of God. Yes there are reasons to be cost down when it is raining on our parade, but equally reason to hope. Hope in the God of your salvation.That is true hope to move you along to that place called there. Hope as it source and our source is in the Lord.

Remember we mention earthier on about things we can control and things we can't ? Ok! now let me be simple. I will be simple be simple minded by saying let fate run amok of itself, death is inevitable, and playing the fool will cast you your live before you are ready to die.I mean do not be foolish in trying to control things we cannot.Do not get into its path, run for your life choose to live. Fate is on indication of our humanness and the realization that our mastery as limitations which ultimately God stand alone as superior over all of human affairs.

I can assure you that one day he will bring what is not in harder to harder, death, the domin of evil to an end. For now life is a tough game, but can be live wonderfully. We will experiences the glories of triumph, walla in the agony of defeats with its tricky. Amidst all that we are more than conquerors though Christ our Lord who
gave himself for our victory.


Note: This is the end of part one. Hope the ride as been a plaseant one. Thanks for been on this trip, there will be lots of goodies for daily walk in part two, three and four from my unpublish booklet  The passage of hope:. part two: up close and presonal."copyright".