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Created on: January 31, 2010
Don't wait for the earth to shake to rouse you to the realization that we are all a part of God's body!
Know from the start that we are all a part of one huge Cosmic Rosary!
A link in the chain!
I will never see the world as it is if I keep my eyes closed!
I will only dwell in darkness.
all around me i feel and see pain...
tortured souls
battered spirits
broken bodies
minds in tatters and pieces of glass on the floor!
the ground shook in Haiti....
GOD has given us an opportunity to do HIS work...
to show our spiritual worth
to test our faith
to see if we are empty vessels or souls full of compassion and love!
Show up!
Show up!
Don't let yourself down!
We can do something to demonstrate to GOD that we get HIS message!
All the naysayers know is one song of negativity
angry futility
non-activity!
Some people say why bother?
Some people say it's just a drop in the bucket!
A bucket of water is A LOT of DROPS!
Better a drop than none at all!
WE can fill up ALOT of buckets together!
GOD would want us to hear the pleas of his children...
GOD is not some faceless politcian that only cares about power
GOD is not some radio talk show host enamored of his self-worth!
GOD is our creator
our FATHER who art in HEAVEN
who art everywhere!
Show up!
Show up!
Let HIM know that you are there!
help your fellow man
help your brother
even if it's just with a prayer for him!
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