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I am Kingston. Welcome to our space. Out of a deep desire we created this space, to create a gathering for folks who believe in Jesus and will also like to make a unique contribution to the world through creative personal projects.
Also, these are folks who in the face of the negatives in life, choose faith. These are people who decide within themselves to choose a different path.
I chose the word “We,” because I know my folks are already out there.
These are folks who somehow know that in a place of swear words, they will like to choose wholesome words. When faced with the left and right, will prefer the right. In a place of despair and hope, to cling to hope. Whether to choose to doubt or believe, will side with believing. Whether to give up the seat or not, know it's right to give it up for the elderly. Between anger and calm, they will be happy to keep their cool. Between light and darkness, choose the light.
We are not perfect, we fall sometimes, but we get up and keep striving for what's right. So if you are still working on yours and feel like us, feel free to come along. We all often need a hand.
But always know that at any moment, we have the power to choose.
And in this choosing, our chief tool is the Word of God.
Feel free to look around, read the posts, or simply say hello or ask me a question through the form below, at the bottom of this page.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Ezekiel 4:9
Monday, June 23, 2014
To Patience
We ignore you, and pay for it
I am yet to see the man prosper who bypasses you
Oh patience, you are awesome
You bring all things into perfect harmony
You bring the baby to birth
You bring the tree to full bloom, and the fruit, too
Oh patience, no man great has done without you
You are needed for all things wise
You are needed for all loves perfect
You are needed for all things built to last
Oh patience, you are from the First
The great King had you in the beginning
And after He calls time, you will remain
Yet how strong is your friendship with time!
And He tells me to get you
In adversity, you are unmoving
In haste, you laugh at men
In trickery, you shake your head
You are to be desired
And for you, I pine
Monday, June 16, 2014
Quien Ha Tocado Mis Vestidos?
Y en seguida la fuente de su sangre se seco; y sintio en el cuerpo que estaba sana de aquel azote.
Luego Jesus, conociendo en si mismo el poder que habia salido de el, volviendose a la multitud, dijo: Quien ha tocado mis vestidos?
Sus discipulos le dijeron: Ves que la multitud te aprieta, y dices: Quien me ha tocado?
Pero el miraba alrededor para ver quien habia hecho esto.
Entonces la mujer, temiendo y temblando, sabiendo lo que en ella habia sido hecho, vino y se postro delante de el, y le dijo toda la verdad.
Y el le dijo: Hija, tu fe te ha hecho salva; ve en paz, y queda sana de tu azote.
Who touched my clothes?
For she said, If I may but touch his clothes, I will be whole.
And straight away the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease.
And Jesus immediately knowing in himself that virtue had gone out of him, turned around in the crowd, and said, "who touched my clothes?
And his disciples said, You see the multitude thronging you, and you say, "Who touched me?"
And he looked round about and saw the woman who touched him.
But the woman was afraid and trembling, knowing what had happened inside her, came and fell down before him, and told him all the truth.
And he told her, Daughter, your faith has made you whole; go in peace, and be whole of your disease.
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Peace to all.
Friday, June 13, 2014
One Voice
I have to find it
One voice for truth
I am praying
One voice for sense
I am seeking
One voice for yay
I am saying
One voice for nay
I am standing
One voice for love
Will not fold my arms
Lines
I lift a cup, and I can raise it up to my lips
I pick up a spoon, and it does not slip
I dig my hands into food, and feed myself
After ward, I rub my palms to wash
I shake a man's hand, and his lines and mine register
I grab a tree limb to climb, and it does not hurt
What if I used my palm's back?
I dip my hand into lotion, and I smear my body
I hold a traveling bag's hand, and it's secure
I turn a door knob, and it's with ease
I grab a pen, and it stays held
I flip the pages of a book, and something picks the page
I turn the cap of a bottle, and my strength is nothing without the lines.
The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.”
Monday, June 9, 2014
I am Human
I am a creature
I have hands and feet
I am human
I am a creature
I have eyes and ears
I am human
I am a creature
I have a nose and mouth
I am human
I am a creature
I have a head of hair
I am human
I can't fly
I was created.