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Second-guessing God

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How can we expect to understand
His celestial brilliance
When we are mere motes of dust
In His shining light.

He sees all things clearly,
We see dimly through misted glass;
He sees all, from the big to the small
And knows when the last leaf will fall.

Only with hindsight
Do we glimpse his plan
And, as for the rest, we must
Just trust.

Life is a pathway to Him and
Step by step we make our way
Onward and upward ‘til we lay
At his feet, replete in His love.

He is a great God, the only true God,
The one God – for me-and-you God –
Whom we will honour and worship
For eternity.

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©Denise G Allen, 01 July 2014 08:24


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Faith

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…can move mountains,

Or so they say…

But the faith that God

Wants us to have

Is as pure as spring water,

Fountains, clean and clear

As a child’s view,

Without conditions, restrictions,

And no complications,

But the more we struggle to understand,

The harder we try to read God’s mind,

The further we stray from His way.

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©Denise G Allen, 30 June 2014 07:33


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End Times

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Let us raise each other up, Lord,

Show us the sun behind the clouds;

Lift our feet from out the mire, God,

As we aspire to see Your face.

When You come in all Your glory

The world will witness at Your feet

And our hearts will meld together

And our love will be as one.

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©Denise G Allen, 25 June 2014 08:12


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Over My Shoulder

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Looking over my shoulder

Into the past, all but forgotten

Through the merciless haze of time.

Scattered, dispersed like seeds in the wind,

Loved ones (and not so loved ones)

Gone forever, some into the ether,

Others into far-flung lands,

Leaving only memories, shadows

Lurking in yesterday’s infinity,

While the hands move on towards eternity.

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©Denise G Allen, 22 June 2014 07:10


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A Sleepless Night

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A gutsy, gusty wind blows hard against my window pane,

Rattling the blinds, klonk, klonk, klonkity, klonk

And sleep stretches further and further away

Almost out of reach…

My mother was a worrier most of her life;

If it wasn’t ‘your father’, it was ‘you children’

But she did have peace after he had left,

Peace that ‘passeth all understanding’* which I,

Only now, fully comprehend.

The lamp shows it to be one thirty ay em

As I rise to close the outer door, Cat’s only escape route

From the prison of my home…

The wind has changed to sensuous sounds of the sea

Swelling, washing, back and forth, back and forth,

Calming, soothing and the Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Comes to mind as I drift away on the vast sea of eternity.

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©Denise G Allen, 20 June 2014 01:05

* http://biblehub.com/philippians/4-7.htm


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The Beast

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A segmented monster,
A body of men,
A mass of humanity
Forming one entity
Lay squirming on the ground,
Hissing and spitting
All around.
Then the head moved
Passed over and down
Until it became the tail,
Curled like a scorpion
Ready to sting.

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This was a weird dream I had the other night
where the head became the tail and
the tail became the head. Long way round
to do an about turn! What it meant I have
no idea!
12 June 2014 00:21

©Denise G Allen, 16 June 2014 11:08

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