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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
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“There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His Word spiritual strength for labour in his service. We ought to muse upon the things of God, because we thus get the real nutriment out of them. . . . Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O Lord. . . .” ― Charles Spurgeon “Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strengths.” ― C. H. Spurgeon “Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.” ― Charles Haddon Spurgeon “If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for.” ― Charles Spurgeon “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” ― Charles Spurgeon “Visit many good books, but live in the Bible.” ― Charles Spurgeon “When your will is God's will, you will have your will.” ― Charles Spurgeon (Philippians 2:13, KJV) https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon    |
These little white lights above my space, where art is made and moments rest bring brightness, warmth to ev'ry place that helps me feel restored and blest. Sometimes time will softly pass without a stitch or something made. Meditation's large crevasse sits in peace with naught displayed. Mem'ries of these white lights brought make an old man young, again. Christmas past when I was taught, "Light's restored when saved from sin." (Ephesian 2:8-10, KJV) Nightly in the darkened sky these little white lights hang up in space. Plaintiff moans or faintest cry, "Save my soul for The Savior's Place." When the Truth is no more heard, when the Lord in silence hides the little white Lights of the lasting Word shine upon our blackness, Pride. The little white light across the waves grows quite large as near we sail. Shoals avoid we as He saves to snatch us from great lasting Fail. Restoring hearts by Light and Truth new giftings come amid this rest. The little white lights do spark our youth reminding us in Him we're blest. by Jay O’Toole on July 31st, 2023  |
| Thunder claps its sploshy rain. Watercolors on the pane, sleepy moments mind can gain hour's peaceful rest. Loud, the Noisy harms the dog. Space beneath me, she can clog. Blesses much the household frog. Ears, it true can test. Humid is its aftermath Wear your boots to find the path. Joyful moments 'fore the bath when we puddle jump. After Math my science learned. Humor words are lately turned, though that living I've not earned. Puns are in a slump. Rumbling drums of cloudy Night tempt the heart to feel the fright Waiting hours, sun is bright, then the day is clear. Slinks away the monstrous sound as a peace so new abounds. Thirsty yards, relieved the ground, passive moments here. by Jay O’Toole on July 28th, 2023 |
| Hoping, coping, Someone will come. Stable cable guiding the sum. Knowing, growing, Jesus is wise. Never sever in Him, we'll rise. Briefly, chiefly, Time is His tool. Better Letter showing His Rule. Power bower live evermore. Praying, saying, "Enter The Door." by Jay O’Toole on July 27th, 2023 |
The days of life upon this globe are filled with things to do. The Lasting Day will have a robe, agreeing with The True. (John 14:6,KJV) The days of life see a growing child, a youth and adult blest. The Lasting Day will see a smile beyond each earthly test. The days of life are classes same to train us while we're here. The Lasting Day in Praise or flame by Christ or in our fear. The days of life know wondrous friends, and sadly some are not. The Lasting Day will hearts full mend, though some will be forgot. The days of life are days of grace. Salvation here receive. The Lasting Day cannot replace what's bought by those deceived. The days of life are but a wisp of vapors from our lungs. The Lasting Day in Moment crisp we'll enter, songs be sung. The days of life, The Lasting's Womb, we gestate, and we grow. The Lasting Day, beyond the Tomb, "I'll know as I am known." (I Corinthians 13:12, KJV) by Jay O’Toole on July 26th, 2023 |
Lavender with fragrant blooms fills the countryside. Fields of purple, outdoor rooms place to live, abide. This purple robe doth clothe the ground. Its royalty now reigns. A kingdom in its peace abounds as sleep starts filling veins. The ones, who take care of this land reside in mansioned home. With sprigs of lavender in hand, they need no more to roam. by Jay O’Toole on July 25th, 2023 |
shining half exposed mirror in the sky has beams nightly shines the way by Jay O’Toole on July 24th, 2023 |
I'm waiting for the Lord to come. Whatever will we do? We'll praise His Name, the Wondrous Sum, and never we'll be through. The Lord will come so very soon to take His Bride away. We're ever blest in lasting boon. We live Th'eternal Day. Each day we pass on earthly sod is one day closer Home to live with Lordly, Saving God, Who rules upon His Throne. "O, make my life a faithful one, and help me serve You true, that when my days are fully done I'll have crowns to give to you." The Blessed Lord is never late, and early He is not. The HIStory of ev'ry date is right upon its spot. The Sovereign Lord can ne'er be moved to do as Man demands. His Way is honored, tried, and proved, fulfilling all His Plans. So, wait I daily occupied in tasks to serve Him here. When life is new and free from pride in peace we'll know no fear. by Jay O’Toole on July 22nd, 2023 |
Day at end, light doth blend into the night darkened rest can now tend to bodies that bear working's bite these hours at peace can put each body right. The greens and browns fade into silhouette display. We love the day but try with all our might the darkness fills these hours so tight. The little lights now rend the hold of fright. Heart will mend by Friend. Stay. by Jay O’Toole on July 21st, 2023 |
| A word is such a wondrous thing to write. A word with friends may bring to life a book. A recipe's a tasty, wordy bite. A word can make the reader stop to look. A word may sing with chorused words in rhyme. These words may spin and dance in rhythm rare. This poetry can lift to lands sublime to minister their words to those in care. A word can step on notes to make a song. Abundant words cantatas they may form. Apologizing words may right a wrong, and words so soft can still a heartfelt storm. A word with friends must bow the knee to One. The Word is God, Eternal Only Son. by Jay O’Toole on July 20th, 2023 |
The expectations for our lives are not always quite spoken clear. We're 'sposed to live and love, and thrive without a hint of lingering fear. But what of fear, that's caused at times by expectations oft implied. Some date of choice may come betimes before the needed thought's applied. When selfless giving burdens the heart beyond the resources we can give, the expectations are a part of the challenges in which we live. Life's expectations we must pause when time is needed just to breathe. We'll give, again, and bear the cause. The rested mind wears wisdom's wreath. by Jay O’Toole on July 19th, 2023 |
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So beautifully written.