In the beginning, was the Light. But all was dark and cold. At the beginning for His delight, He summoned sky, ocean, valley and wold. For the beginning was the night, When the Light started the world. The cold and darkness whisked away, That we may behold the first of days, And came the second
I dance around you, yet unseen I sing with my actions, yet unheard, So I get your attention by absurd means For you only respond when I make a scene We are often treated like children Confined to limit the perceived uncouth Yes, you have treated us with a building Yet you don’t have to
They foresaw its danger thus built a republic But they still took the writings on the wall for granted, Eventually “by the people, for the people” became a relic So Caesar seized the day and supreme control was granted! They will speak of a greater evil And we will call unity against a common enemy
“And I saw a mighty angel proclaiming with a loud voice, ‘Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?’” A pagan who worships dead gods and demons The son of troy is nowhere to be seen Lust for power, led by vain philosophies and evils The son of Greece is nowhere to
Pensive, regrets and longing While a Will Reagan sings on the radio Only hanging on the thread of belonging Will you regain yourself at this ratio? Time has passed since you last felt It has been ages since you last knelt You turn the corner and arrive at your destination The engine has stopped but
King Arthur The legend of a perfect monarchy More than David and his mighty men The Engine of a perfect democracy Thus, ‘Twas too good to escape the pen Charlemagne His sword forged through Frankish fire King of the Franks, King of the Lombards A crown gained through a Frankish hammer Rose through the ranks
I want to write something To a world that is in the process of losing To write about the greatest gain Greater than your worries and pain I want to use a wooden brush To draw a heart on dear old death Pouring out crimson ink A sprinkle of life no final death The certainty
Pastor James Coates is the first Canadian pastor jailed for hosting a Church service in non-cooperation with Alberta’s health rules. The Edmonton pastor was taken to the Edmonton Remand Centre wearing wrist and ankle cuffs. His crime? Refusing to comply with the Government's COVID-19 restrictions specific to church services. The preaching style at GraceLife Church
Joshua Child from the chosen generation And God’s judgement on Canaan Trained by Moses on his mission He purged the promised land from pagans King David The man after God’s heart He who wears the royal ring He found Zion in part And turned it into the city of Kings Judas Maccabee A priest, a warrior, but no king He heard the cries of Zion When
We all agreed to shut our schools down, close our businesses, move our church services online, and wait for further notice from the government. These actions were definitely out of a sense of fear, believably out of love for our neighbours, probably out of a sense of patriotism, and possibly with anticipatory obedience.
