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My daughter asked, 

"Daddy, what does all this mean?" 

"I am so glad you found it, Sweetie, " I replied. "I know the language is strange. But it started out as a message to those who say they understand such things.

"I now know that it is only for the ones who believe that there is not a wish too big for God to deny; for those who realize that since they are writing their own book of life, it might as well be the most amazing story possible (and include God). I now know that it is for you. 

"Listen and look, my girl. He is in your cards and crystals. He is in the music and the art. He is in your desire to create good in this world. Sing with Him and with me, as we dance through life, letting God provide the rhythm. I love you!"

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Trying to get home 

Caught in a nasty blizzard!

Why do things go wrong? 

My girls are now safe

We had quite an adventure! 

God's here after all 

Ode to My Father

The Gates of Valor

The fullness of the Earth I see
Her people and her waters
A restful, joyous place to be
For all the Saints and Fathers.

O David, sing with harmony
Hell’s first to hear the calling
And Jacob lift your heads to see
Redemption from your falling

Who now will climb the hill with me
When winking lights shine brightly?
Whose soul is void of vanity
And wild fruit turned rightly?

Come live your promised loyalty
O seeking generation
The Everlasting Royalty
Accepts your veneration

The Fountain

The Fountain of All Righteousness 
(aka The Fount of Every Blessing) 
by Robert Robinson and Others

COME, Thou Fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy, never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount, I'm fixed upon it
Mount of Thy redeeming love

To the remnant House of Jacob
To the Nations and the Jews
Shew the great things done to make up
All the fathers' glorious views
That they know all of the covenants
Made to see Thy stretched out hand
And be free! Through kind benev'lence
Of the Savior, Christ the Lamb

Thou gave mercy through thy servant
Joseph saw Thy glorious face
Showing Thou art so conversant
Giving all Thy warm embrace
We heard, "Reap with thy sharp sickle
The great harvest has begun"
Though they failed, were far from civil
Do Thy work and make us one

We have seen our ev'ry weakness
Ev'ry folly, ev'ry sin
Let our hearts be full of meekness
And return to Thee again
As we bless our adversaries
As we step Thy holy trail
Help us see what Thy Name carries
For Thy love will never fail

In a world so full of suff'ring
Grant our wish to show Thy love
We care not who may be sinning
Heal them, bless them from above
To change hearts through acts of mercy
Send Thy gifts, Oh God we pray
Give Thy light to us, though earthy
Let us bring Thy perfect day

As we cry our benediction
And conclude this mighty prayer
Heal us from our sore affliction
Make our eyes to Thee aware
Then with joy our hearts will open
Heaven's record will draw near
Let our Fathers' longing hope and
Zion's temple soon appear

The Last Cry

Jerusalem, thy chains are broken!
Israel hath served her term.
From the smoky waste is spoken:
“Rise thee up, oh Jacob’s worm!”

Ev’ry trench shall be exalted,
Ev’ry roof shall meet the floor.
O ye lost whose path hath halted—
Step ye through the prison door!

Who hath measured out the waters
In the hollow of His hand?
With the hearts turned to the fathers
Who hath heard the Lord’s command?

Patiently, through condemnation
They hath thirsted by the fire.
Turn about their resignation,
Give, o Lord, their heart’s desire!

Israel’s hopes will then be lengthened
As they mount with eagle’s wings.
Come, ye weak, with me be strengthened!
Redemption’s hymn forever sing!

The Troubadour

Verse 1

Verse 2

Upon the bustling highways now He moves His holy feet
To walk among the good and bad, His promise to complete

The union of the spirits, there, has caused Him to depart
Their garments bear the emblems of that written on the heart
There is Love
There is Love

Well the tidal waves are swelling and the ripened fruit hangs low
The King beckons to come and claim the gifts He will bestow

As it was in the beginning is now and til the end
The old score will become the new, we sing it once again
And there is Love
There is Love

Well then what's to be the reason now for coming to the feast?
Is it love that brings you here or just a promise of increase?
For if loving is the answer, then who's the giving for?
Will you live the thing on inner parts that you've never shown before?
Yes there is Love
There is Love

Hmmm mmm mmm mmm
mmm mmm

Oh, the marriage of their spirits, Friends, has caused Him to depart
Their garments bear the emblems of that written on the heart
There is Love
Ah, there's Love

The Trial

A lengthy trial of pain was born
But in the end He gave release
Forty years a heart did mourn
But in the end He left His peace

The Prayer of Enoch

Enoch's Prayer

"Wo is me! Wo!" She wept.
"The mother of evil, the mother of men!
When shall the filthiness be swept
  off my face, that I can rest and be clean once again?"

So Enoch continued to cry to the Lord,
"Will you not have compassion on her,
  and bless the children of Noah with thy word
  of mercy to make the hearts of men in righteousness stir?"

And the Lord would not withhold. He voiced the sound,
   He uttered an unalterable decree:
"A remnant of Noah's seed shall always be found
   among all nations, as long as the earth shall be.

"And blessed is he through whose seed comes
  the Rock of Heaven, the Messiah, the King.
For my Beloved, David and his kin beat the drums--
Praises of everlasting joy they will sing.

"Embedded within the chorus they muse
   is the key to the gate and path rising West.
Wherefore, whoso discovers their colorful hues
   shall climb to my presence and with their Mother have rest."

The Three Disciples

Please do not call us by the name of our father who crossed over to a promised land.
We honor him, it is true. But we do not follow the Spirit of his teachings by settling matters with the sword.
Our belief is that the worth of every soul is great, including the most wicked.
They need not perish to accomplish God's will, and we will serve them.

Even if they cast us into prison.
Even if they cast us into a furnace.
Even if they cast us into a den of wild beasts.

When our people took on the name of a man in opposition to their brothers, we stayed among them for a season, but their fate was sealed.
For only His name is the Rock and the Foundation of Stone.
We were given one name, and it is by that name only we respond.

And it is by that name we will answer again.
For we are among you, and you know us not.
But when we see your fruits of repentance, when you call on the Father in the name of Christ, we will establish a marvelous work.

For we are the disciples of Jesus, witnesses by our own eyes of Him, and know of a surety that His word is true. In nothing do we work, save it is in His name.

The Devil's Design

The devil's design is to make you an "-ite"
Of some tribe or faction, a company guy
And when opposition to it takes a bite
You put on your gloves and in like form reply

Some groups are of Moses and some are of Paul
Some of the nation and some of the Lord
You'll stand your ground firmly and give it your all
In mem'ry of wives you will fight with the sword

But if you refuse to engage in the game
And bless those who strike you with malice and harm
The mark on your head will display the Son's name
And loose will become all the chains on your arm

Your pathway ahead is both narrow and strait
Upon it there is only room for two feet
The Keeper alone now abides at the gate
Yet only the fools before God will He meet

The Governing Principle

Why look to write the thing that guides

While thrashing all around

Are Powers and their fearsome tides

Who howl a ruinous sound?

By nursing those who cry and yearn,

And walking with the "evil" 

The Lost will realize where to turn

When tossed in the upheaval.

The pen is mighty as the sword,

But stronger even still

Are actions which reveal His Word

And testify His will.

The Work

The Powers are waiting to reap down below,
To scorch and to shake, to flood and to blow.
And force men to tremble when seeing his hand.
That we may acknowledge the lord of this land.

Is he in the fire, the fever of hell?
Does god burn the sinful, where reprobates dwell?
No! I say, NO! The Lord is a balm!
To heal all the blisters. To sooth and to calm!

Is he in the earthquakes, which rattle and sway?
Does god reel the feet of the sinners this way?
It cannot be! For Christ has proclaimed
"How firm my foundation, so be not ashamed!"

Is he in the deluge, which pours in the South?
Does god drown the foul by the word of his mouth?
I say to you, NO! For my Lord supplies air
That we may sing praises, and offer our prayer.

Is he in the tempest, which screams harm's intent
To those who rebel and irately dissent?
His breath is not violent, but peacefully still!
And in that small voice we can fathom His will.

To those who have promised and stood from your seat--
I beg you, please listen to what I entreat.
A message divine was displayed in the sky--
A show of His glory beheld with your eye.

So stand on His doctrine of blessing your foe!
Immerse in His name and let charity flow!
Mightily pray for the ones who are lost!
Burn in the Spirit, the Lord's Pentecost!

And so a reprieve of the gallows is giv'n
To gentiles abroad from our Father in Heavn'.
You Angels must pause and your horses alight!
(The red and black stallions, the pale and the white).

A work will be done to convince all the wise.
(The learned and the prudent will see with their eyes!)
Now Lebanon's harvest begins in the field
And brings to fruition the prophesied yield!

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The Powers are loosed and their swift course begun,

To purge and refine by the will of the Son.

Not wrath, but renewal, their task is unchained,

To cleanse and prepare through the forces ordained.

Yet mercy endures where repentance is found,

And hearts burn with love as His blessings abound.

Let beautiful feet move, and breath, peace declare

Immersed in His doctrine, an increase we share.

Through storms that now thunder and flames that do roar,

The Powers proclaim, "It is time to restore!"

Turn now to His good spell, let arguments cease,

For judgment clears ground to establish His peace.

Heaven Above and Earth Beneath

Hearken unto me, ye that follow after righteousness. Look unto the rock from whence ye are hewn, and to the hole of the pit from whence ye are digged. Look unto Abraham, your father, and unto Sarah, she that bare you; for I called him alone, and blessed him.

For the Lord shall comfort Zion, he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the Lord. Joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving and the voice of melody.

Hearken unto me, my people; and give ear unto me, O my nation; for a law shall proceed from me, and I will make my judgment to rest for a light for the people. My righteousness is near; my salvation is gone forth, and mine arm shall judge the people. The isles shall wait upon me, and on mine arm shall they trust.

Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and look upon the earth beneath; for the heavens shall vanish away like smoke, and the earth shall wax old like a garment. But my salvation shall be forever, and my righteousness shall not be abolished.

Hearken unto me, ye that know righteousness, the people in whose heart I have written my law, fear ye not the reproach of men, neither be ye afraid of their revilings. My righteousness shall be forever, and my salvation from generation to generation.

Awake, awake! Put on strength, O arm of the Lord; awake as in the ancient days. Art thou not he that hath cut Rahab, and wounded the dragon? The redeemed of the Lord shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; and everlasting joy and holiness shall be upon their heads; and they shall obtain gladness and joy; sorrow and mourning shall flee away.

I am he; yea, I am he that comforteth you. Behold, who art thou, that thou shouldst be afraid of man, who shall die, and of the son of man, who shall be made like unto grass? And forgettest the Lord thy maker, that hath stretched forth the heavens, and laid the foundations of the earth, and hast feared continually every day, because of the fury of the oppressor, as if he were ready to destroy? And where is the fury of the oppressor?

The captive exile hasteneth, that he may be loosed, and that he should not die in the pit, nor that his bread should fail. But I am the Lord thy God, whose waves roared; the Lord of Hosts is my name.

And I have put my words in thy mouth, and have covered thee in the shadow of mine hand, that I may plant the heavens and lay the foundations of the earth, and say unto Zion: Behold, thou art my people.

Awake, awake, stand up, O Jerusalem, which hast drunk at the hand of the Lord the cup of his fury—thou hast drunken the dregs of the cup of trembling wrung out—And none to guide her among all the sons she hath brought forth; neither that taketh her by the hand, of all the sons she hath brought up.

These two sons are come unto thee: Judah and Ephraim, who shall be sorry for thee—thy desolation and destruction, and the famine and the sword—and by whom shall I comfort thee? Thy sons have fainted, save these two; they lie at the head of all the streets; as a wild bull in a net, they are full of the fury of the Lord, the rebuke of thy God.

Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted, and drunken, and not with wine: Thus saith thy Lord, the Lord and thy God pleadeth the cause of his people; behold, I have taken out of thine hand the cup of trembling, the dregs of the cup of my fury; thou shalt no more drink it again. But I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee; who have said to thy soul: Bow down, that we may go over—and thou hast laid thy body as the ground and as the street to them that went over.

Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city; for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean. Shake thyself from the dust; arise, sit down, O Jerusalem; loose thyself from the bands of thy neck, O captive daughter of Zion.