Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Highway of Peace
From the earth every eye will see, The Lord and King of All Eternity, As The King of all kings and lords, comes back to earth with a sword.The One, who died upon a cross, shall return to earth upon a horse, Coming soon is God’s Only Son, returning back with His Holy ones.He’s returning to redeem the land, to reclaim the nation of Abraham, The Lord Jesus Christ shall fulfill, God’s covenant promises to Israel.The Holy Land, Christ will restore, where there shall be war no more.All of Israel will become assured, during the reign of Christ our Lord.Christ will defeat every single foe, and all the nations then will know, As all her enemies watch and see, Christ secure her land in victory.Each single surrounding nation, will see the Hand of God’s Salvation.They indeed will watch with awe, as they see all Israel’s enemies fall.Christ shall begin a reign of peace; a reign for all which will not cease, With a highway through Jerusalem, one to be built by God’s Own Son.A highway from Egypt to Assyria, a highway to be traveled by all of us.Egyptians and Assyrians will see God, upon this highway that they trod, They shall both join with Israel, to be a blessing under Messiah’s Rule, A blessing to all men of the earth, as they lift together Messiah’s worth.Egypt shall be called God’s people, prospering under Messiah’s Rule.Assyria shall be God’s handiwork, restored by God from all war’s murk.Israel, God’s Blessed Inheritance, shall be resettled by His Deliverance.Christ will then reign from Jerusalem, this over all nations not just some.All authority shall be Christ’s alone, as Jesus rules from David’s Throne, Peace to all nations shall be assured, to all who come to Christ as Lord.
HONG KONG: leader attacks Bp. Zen
I think Bp. Zen of Hong Kong is fantastic! http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid= ... refer=asia Excerpt:
Hong Kong Lawmakers Reject Tsang's Electoral Plan (Update3)Dec. 22 (Bloomberg) -- Hong Kong's lawmakers rejected Chief Executive Donald Tsang's proposed changes to the city's electoral process late yesterday because the plan didn't include a timetable for achieving full democracy in the Chinese city. ...Activists CriticizedRafael Hui, Hong Kong's chief secretary and chairman of the city's task force on constitutional development, lashed out at Catholic Bishop Joseph Zen, who urged people to attend a Dec. 4 march against the government proposals, and at pro-democracy politician Martin Lee, accusing them of bringing Hong Kong's democratic development to a halt.``Of course some people will blame us, but we'll have to tell them that we can't support something that's not democratic,'' said Emily Lau, leader of the Frontier grouping of pro-democracy legislators. ``We have to sit down and talk with the administration and see what we can do.'' Pro-democracy legislators will hold a press conference tomorrow, she said.
Hong Kong Lawmakers Reject Tsang's Electoral Plan (Update3)Dec. 22 (Bloomberg) -- Hong Kong's lawmakers rejected Chief Executive Donald Tsang's proposed changes to the city's electoral process late yesterday because the plan didn't include a timetable for achieving full democracy in the Chinese city. ...Activists CriticizedRafael Hui, Hong Kong's chief secretary and chairman of the city's task force on constitutional development, lashed out at Catholic Bishop Joseph Zen, who urged people to attend a Dec. 4 march against the government proposals, and at pro-democracy politician Martin Lee, accusing them of bringing Hong Kong's democratic development to a halt.``Of course some people will blame us, but we'll have to tell them that we can't support something that's not democratic,'' said Emily Lau, leader of the Frontier grouping of pro-democracy legislators. ``We have to sit down and talk with the administration and see what we can do.'' Pro-democracy legislators will hold a press conference tomorrow, she said.
follow me,my dear friend
I've opened the curtain of my east window here above the computer, and I sit now in a holy theater before a sky-blue stage. A little cloud above the neighbor's trees resembles Jimmy Durante's nose for a while, then becomes amorphous as it slips on north. Other clouds follow, big and little and tiny on their march toward whereness. Wisps of them lead or droop because there must always be leading and drooping.
The trees seem to laugh at the clouds while yet reaching for them with swaying branches. Trees must think that they are real, rooted, somebody, and that perhaps the clouds are only tickled water which sometimes blocks their sun. But trees are clouds, too, of green leaves-clouds that only move a little. Trees grow and change and dissipate like their airborne cousins.
And what am I but a cloud of thoughts and feelings and aspirations? Don't I put out tentative mists here and there? Don't I occasionally appear to other people as a ridiculous shape of thoughts without my intending to? Don't I drift toward the north when I feel the breezes of love and the warmth of compassion?
If clouds are beings, and beings are clouds, are we not all well advised to drift, to feel the wind tucking us in here and plucking us out there? Are we such rock-hard bodily lumps as we imagine?
Drift, let me. Sing to the sky, will I. One in many, are we. Let us breathe the breeze and find therein our roots in the spirit.
I close the curtain now, feeling broader, fresher. The act is over. Applause is sweeping through the trees.
The trees seem to laugh at the clouds while yet reaching for them with swaying branches. Trees must think that they are real, rooted, somebody, and that perhaps the clouds are only tickled water which sometimes blocks their sun. But trees are clouds, too, of green leaves-clouds that only move a little. Trees grow and change and dissipate like their airborne cousins.
And what am I but a cloud of thoughts and feelings and aspirations? Don't I put out tentative mists here and there? Don't I occasionally appear to other people as a ridiculous shape of thoughts without my intending to? Don't I drift toward the north when I feel the breezes of love and the warmth of compassion?
If clouds are beings, and beings are clouds, are we not all well advised to drift, to feel the wind tucking us in here and plucking us out there? Are we such rock-hard bodily lumps as we imagine?
Drift, let me. Sing to the sky, will I. One in many, are we. Let us breathe the breeze and find therein our roots in the spirit.
I close the curtain now, feeling broader, fresher. The act is over. Applause is sweeping through the trees.
Iran imprisons two converts to Christianity
Maryam Rostampour, 27, and Marzieh Amirizadeh, 30, are currently being held in Evin prison, where the Iranian-American journalist, Roxana Saberi is also being held. They share a cell with 27 other women.The pair were arrested by Iranian security officers on 5 March after their apartment was searched and their bibles confiscated amongst other items. The women are known be practicing Christians....................Neither have been charged with any crime defined under Iranian or international legislation, nor have they been permitted access to lawyers.......................CSW’s Advocacy Director Tina Lambert said: ”CSW is deeply concerned for the safety of all Iranians who leave Islam, as the number of arrests has increased significantly during 2008. These concerns are heightened by the fact that the Iranian parliament is currently debating a draft bill which could codify the death penalty for apostasy from Islam.We are calling on the international community to urgently demand the release of Maryam and Marzieh. It is utterly deplorable that these women are being illegally detained for exercising their fundamental human right to freedom of thought, conscience and religion. Iran continues to remain an aggressive abuser of freedom of religion and belief while Iran’s President Ahmadinejad unashamedly condemns the international community’s approach to human rights.”http://dynamic.csw.org.uk/article.asp?t=press&id=853_________________In ChristKim, M
the life
Once a circle missed a wedge. The circle wanted to be whole, so it went around looking for its missing piece. But because it was incomplete and therefore could roll only very slowly, it admired the flowers along the way. It chatted with worms. It enjoyed the sunshine. It found lots of different pieces, but none of them fit. So it left them all by the side of the road and kept on searching. Then one day the circle found a piece that fit perfectly. It was so happy. Now it could be whole, with nothing missing. It incorporated the missing piece into itself and began to roll. Now that it was a perfect circle, it could roll very fast, too fast to notice the flowers of talking to the worms. When it realized how different the world seemed when it rolled so quickly, it stopped, left its found piece by the side of the road and rolled slowly away.
The lesson of the story, I suggested, was that in some strange sense we are more whole when we are missing something. The man who has everything is in some ways a poor man. He will never know what if feels like to yearn , to hope, to nourish his soul with the dream of something better. There is wholeness about the person who has come to terms with his limitations, who has been brave enough to let go of his unrealistic dreams and not feel like a failure for doing so.
The lesson of the story, I suggested, was that in some strange sense we are more whole when we are missing something. The man who has everything is in some ways a poor man. He will never know what if feels like to yearn , to hope, to nourish his soul with the dream of something better. There is wholeness about the person who has come to terms with his limitations, who has been brave enough to let go of his unrealistic dreams and not feel like a failure for doing so.
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