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Parasols of blossoms drop tears of petals that drip damp cold kisses onto my cheek. The sun's rays flare up, flinging light onto God's creation. Its orange glow, breathes hope and blooms into day The day stretches out into the same shifting patterns as nighttime crawls wearily toward me. Soon darkness suffocates the world of shape and colour. I close my eyes to sleep, and slap my thoughts return like a thousand falling leaves. _______________________________

God's Call to Winter A bonfire's ember sparks bright and then expires. Willowy smoke lingers on, edged with cidered breath. Rolling bees on crumbled apple's brew. Chestnuts burst from spiny cases, Hedgehogs curl to cosy stasis Doors are slammed and shutters close; the sky turns white from honeyed glow. "It's time to sleep" God seems to say, as autumn's shout shrinks to winter's whisper.

This is the story of how I converted from a 'spiritual '/New Age lifestyle to waking up and becoming a committed born again christian. It was a slow transition and numerous times I found myself tempted back to the magic of New Age spiritualism, the power of the laws of attraction, tarot/angel cards, hypnosis, meditation, reiki. crystal healing, the third eye, the kundalini, yoga, astrology to name a few. There is no doubt there is power behind these activities but I disco

This is a quote from Isaiah the prophet (41:23) that this will happen in the end times and is actually happening now. God's standard of being a good person is very different to what we see as good. If we ask someone if they think they are a good person or not, they will often compare themselves to someone like a murderer or a thief and say that they in comparison are good. However, most of us have lied (even small ones) or spoken badly about another (bearing false witness)