tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89498943944223808802024-02-20T17:50:51.280-08:00A time to write"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose..."mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-47681132307604454592014-09-03T22:27:00.000-07:002014-09-03T22:27:06.932-07:00Only in You <!--StartFragment-->
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You found me when I hide from you</div>
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You loved me when I couldn’t</div>
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You chose me when I was choosing another</div>
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You broke me when I was building my castles</div>
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You fixed me when I thought I was whole</div>
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You revived my heart when a part of me had died<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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You extended your hand to picked me up when all others had
gone</div>
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You held me when I gave up the fight and in your arms I collapsed
and you let me cry till heavens peace once again filled up my heart </div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-10470262856296228262014-04-17T00:13:00.002-07:002014-04-17T00:13:51.074-07:00Poor and needy <br />
Broken people<br />
shattered lives<br />
trying to keep the pieces together by believing lies<br />
Empty words try to fill up the spaces<br />
But they are still hurting, so broken inside <br />
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Oh God let them see that it's You they need<br />
Lead them to the cross where they can lay their burdens down<br />
bring their pieces together as they fall down<br />
Fill them with your Love, let it all pour out<br />
May they whisper your name tonight or cry it out!<br />
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Philosophies, vanities, no moral right,<br />
they have shut out the sun and live in a darkened night<br />
fallen humanity rejects the Truth in Jesus Christ<br />
the time to come to Him is now, because tomorrow may not arrive<br />
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I pray for you<br />
I pray for you now<br />
My heart aches for you to know the Truth and to see the Light<br />
But until then my heart aches for you tonight<br />
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<br />mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-76463760219012937682014-04-10T01:17:00.001-07:002014-04-10T01:17:22.215-07:00What does she want?Relationships among women will forever baffle me. It's complexity is knitted by a web of tangled misunderstandings, miscommunications, mistreatments, jealousies, hurt feelings and the need to feel loved and accepted by other female peers she wants to call. Friends. So much maintenance has to go into these relationships because if you don't you risk being left out, loosing your place in the friendship or even loosing that friend all together because life wedged itself between you both and now you barely speak or make time for each other and someone is hurt; and a hurt women won't speak to you. <br />
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If you ask me: this sounds exhausting! <br />
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Trying to please so many personalaties and meet all these needs are just not possible, trust me, I know, I have discovered this the painful way! I've had friends who have suffered through some rough seasons in life, and not to boast, but I have been there for them and with them through out their journey of pain, holding their hand and praying with them. But, when I fell into some hard times and needed to be given and shown that same compassion and love as I gave them they were gone and not there for me. This caused me lots of confusion and hurt feelings. After a couple of failed relationships and learned how fickle and selfish man can be.<br />
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The constant walking on egg shells just isn't fun and it takes away from the whole point of having a friend in the first place, because a true friend shouldn't be so much work and worry and especially doesn't walk away from you and leaves you to rot when you have made a mistake or have fallen on hard times. It's true when they say, "You know your true friends when life gets rough". Real friendships are the ones that see you through your pain, help you in your fall, love you in the bad and point you to Jesus.<br />
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I like to think of myself as nice person. I'm kind and giving, compassionate and aware of others feelings. I'm the friend that will drive to your house or answer your call at 2 in the morning if you needed me. I will take a bullet for a friend and bend over backwards to help someone in need. I will stick by your side till the end AND in the good and in the bad: I'm loyal till death. But, apparently it's not always good enough and you get dumped as a friend anyways.... (wua-wua-wua) .<br />
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But, what baffles my mind even more is when another women can't even answer the question herself,<br />
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"What does a women want?!"<br />
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<br />mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-32554806664865549572014-03-20T02:04:00.001-07:002014-03-20T02:04:12.088-07:00A time to weep <!--StartFragment-->
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Though your gone your still here with me</div>
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Every day I say your name</div>
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I reach for you but its only an
empty space</div>
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Times were rough and so many memories I want to earse</div>
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Let's remember only the beauty
that was made</div>
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When I cry you wipe away my tears and when I close my eyes I
feel your strong embrace</div>
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You use to call me beautiful and were so proud of who I
became</div>
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Remember daddy how I use to lay my head on your chest? I felt so safe</div>
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It still hurts to say your name</div>
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This pain is just to real and it's just to much pain </div>
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will this ever heal?</div>
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I just can't beleive that you are really gone </div>
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And even though we didn’t always see life through the same
window none of it matters because all I want now is to just kiss your
face and one more time lay my head on your chest </div>
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I miss you daddy</div>
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I miss you so much</div>
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forever in my heart..... </div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-78712830761323788062014-02-20T01:28:00.001-08:002014-02-20T01:28:56.489-08:00A time to start sharing<!--StartFragment-->
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">I
usually don't write my blog out on a post, rather I hear them in my head all
day long. Within me lives a quiet voice, and it's that voice that
narrates my own life right back at me as I live it out! My experiences
are quickly put into lyrical words so effortlessly it is as if my brain were
breathing: <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">inhale
life, exhale a story,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">inhale
feelings, and exhale a poem. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">My
mind is in a constant state of thinking, analyzing, taking in human
observation, and daydreaming. With so much activity going on upstairs I think
my own mind had to come up with some kind of a method to organize and store all
the story telling that goes on, so it created a "voice" (which
actually is just me telling a story to.... well, me. Ha). <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">Often
these mental blog are beautifully "written” out in my head. My stories
usually have a good guy (a good friend) and bad guy (not so good friend),
lessons learned and advice given,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>seasons of facing adversity and falling, and seasons of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>facing adversity and tasting sweet
triumph! I also like remind myself of my faith and I do a lot of talking
with God because at the end of the day, the truth is... <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;"> I
have no control over anything, but God does<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">I
usually don't write this much and for that matter nor do I share this much!
But I'm hoping that will change, because lately my finger tips have been
aching to write down more then just my poems, I think it's time to start
sharing a little more of me and my story because maybe. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">Just
maybe. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">My
struggle with depression.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">My
adversities.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">My
mistakes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">My
faith and testimony<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times-Roman; font-size: 16.0pt;">Just
may help you. As I start sharing a little more of myself maybe you can
identify with a small part of my story and perhaps a word or two I say may
bless you. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-86073454590202206652014-02-12T23:06:00.001-08:002014-02-12T23:06:30.067-08:00Derailed <!--StartFragment-->
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<i>I
feel sick inside from the filth I must hide</i><br />
<i> Guilt eats me alive from a truth I deny</i><br />
<i>Don’t
ask me what I’ve done, because I won’t share</i><br />
<i>So
many times I’ve tried to run and escape the torment inside, but am unable.</i><br />
<i>At
war with myself and my faith has derailed</i><br />
<i>I
need prayer, but don’t trust anyone enough to ask</i><br />
<i>It’s
a fight for my life a struggle to stay awake</i><br />
<i>The
scares in my heart tell the story of unforgotten pain</i><br />
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-8225150568115722792013-09-10T23:31:00.001-07:002013-09-10T23:31:03.219-07:00Blood of Perfection <!--StartFragment-->
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Blood of perfection shed for my protection from the
separation of a Holy God so that I may be redeemed. </div>
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No condemnation from the accusation can inprison me because
royalty has paid the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>price that has ransomed me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br /></span></div>
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My only explanation for this radical transformation is that He that is Holy lives in me </div>
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no other powers, sources or foreign meditations can ever take His provision away because He has promised me. </div>
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In my days of desperation or in my shouts of celebration in every situation my declaration will always be to praise Him because He is King!!</div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-14752090084040318582013-09-07T15:35:00.000-07:002013-09-07T15:35:02.897-07:00The Journey<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e5665; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Robed in weakness disguised as "strength": the only problem was.... it was my own. I thought I was clever, I even had a plan. I had set out to climb mountains, tackle giants and slay lions, I thought I had it all figured out. I set off on this journey alone, it was just me and my shadow on this treacherous road. But when I arrived at the mountain it crumbled on me. When I met my giant it stepped on me. And when I faced the lion it devoured me: alone, broken and defeated I fell. Just then a Mighty Warrior appeared. He was clothed in white garments and in His right hand He gripped a gold Sword. With His left hand He reached for me and helped me up. He fed me and gave me Water to drink, He cleaned my wounds and wrapped them with strips He torn off His own clothing. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e5665; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e5665; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">As we sat together talking under a peaceful sky a second lion appeared out of no where! His ferocious eyes focused on me, I was frozen in fear as he prepared to ponce on me when the Warrior pulled out His Sword and without a flinch or a blink He cut through the beast injuring him and causing him to scamper away. It was all clear to me now, I knew what I've been missing. I cast off my robe that made me believe I was strong and in it's place I accepted the Sword the Warrior was handing me when he said, </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e5665; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e5665; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> "Now that you have been nourished and have rested with me, go on your way. Continue on your journey, but you must take this Sword with you because more mountains, giants and lions await you." </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e5665; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e5665; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">So I continued on my journey, once again it was me and now a Sword, but when when I looked down I didn't see just one shadow but now there were Two.</span>mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-90220065018290131902013-04-15T23:48:00.000-07:002013-09-07T14:49:40.677-07:00For Boston <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">I've been watching the news most of the day today and I feel helpless. I'm shell shocked, disgusted and heart broken (and tomorrow I will be angry), my sport has changed, just like many other freedoms in this country have. Even though this won't keep me from (living) running, participating and dreaming about crossing that finish line, sadly in back of my mind I will always be reminded of Boston once the "Finish" banner comes into view. I will be running La Jolla in a few weeks, I've have trained hard and I'm ready both mentally and physically to do this. I will show up extra early that morning as I always do, I will pin on my bib number, do my ritual stretches and double check my laces right before the starting horn goes off, but I won't live in terror and I won't back down. I may run a little different this time and I don't think I will loose myself in my music as I usually do, I will be a little more cautions. But, I won't back down. And when I see that glorious "Finish" line, I will be thinking of Boston, but I will try to push out all of those horrific imagines out of mind and instead I dedicate my finish to all the runners that didn't get a chance to cross that finish line today: I will run La Jolla for you!</span>mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-4844837592089848802013-04-14T01:26:00.000-07:002013-04-14T01:29:06.489-07:00Soul <!--StartFragment-->
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Fallen my soul</div>
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Broken my spirit</div>
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Trampled my heart</div>
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(Then you called my name)</div>
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Saved my soul</div>
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Mended my spirit</div>
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Loved my heart</div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-69891893429859015522013-04-14T01:02:00.003-07:002013-04-14T01:02:29.845-07:00My Warrior <!--StartFragment-->
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Open up the heavens oh Lord, come down to this place</div>
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Fill up this room, let me feel your embrace</div>
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I want to touch you… I want to see your face</div>
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Rain down your mercies, pour down your grace</div>
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Raise up the fallen, break the chains</div>
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Tear down the walls……. in Jesus name</div>
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Cover me in your Spirit, let me feel your breath</div>
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Want to hear your heart beat, draw me closer …. Ever closer</div>
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Wipe away the tears, you have conquered death</div>
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No more crying, no more pain, all former things are passed
away</div>
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God of power</div>
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God is King</div>
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God my healer</div>
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God is everything</div>
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God my redeemer, you loved in death </div>
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You saved in life</div>
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My beautiful warrior Holy is thy name </div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-42949196649011873542013-04-14T00:54:00.003-07:002013-04-14T00:54:36.773-07:00Splendid <!--StartFragment-->
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">Beauty
so splendid it fills up an eternity divine<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">No sun
will be needed, His glory out shines<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">The
heavens are filled with sweet aromas of praise<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">The
saints are singing<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">He
reigns<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">He
reigns<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">HALLELUJAH
HE REIGHNS!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-9136847628690956102013-04-14T00:54:00.001-07:002013-04-14T00:54:23.378-07:00Splendid <!--StartFragment-->
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">Beauty
so splendid it fills up an eternity divine<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">No sun
will be needed, His glory out shines<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">The
heavens are filled with sweet aromas of praise<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">The
saints are singing<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">He
reigns<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">He
reigns<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11.0pt;">HALLELUJAH
HE REIGHNS!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-18172934275907974412012-05-17T00:24:00.003-07:002012-07-14T13:03:53.904-07:00Run with me<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">RUN WITH ME
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Hold me on this night, help this pain subside</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I sometimes cant contain this rage that wars inside, sorry
that it drives you away</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> But I’m loosing
me, Am I loosing you?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">sometimes I wonder why I still breath </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I don’t know what to say, but….</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">run with me</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">run with me in the rain</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Walk with me even when our feet bleed</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I don’t know how far this road will be or where it leads</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> I don’t know
how many mountains we will have to climb or how many oceans we will swim….</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">but come with me </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">run with me in this storm</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">hold my hand in the night</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Just don’t ever let go, because one day the sun will arise!</span></div>mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-13934035098391094032012-05-17T00:20:00.003-07:002012-05-17T00:21:20.168-07:00<br />
<a name='more'></a><br />mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-71112579758500636032012-05-17T00:19:00.003-07:002012-05-17T00:25:21.063-07:00Unseen<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The
inconsistencies in my life tell a story of unworthiness....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But the
writing in the book tell me that I am loved by he who is worthy....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The
revelations unseen not by you but by me ask me to cross an ocean with out a
raft, ....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Climb a
mountain without a rope....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Walk a
mile with out sight ....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Because
you are my guide....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> ....<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But I
hide my shame beneath the shadow of your wings....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
shield my face from your glory for I am wretchedly unclean....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Lord
forgive this disposition of mine free me from my sublimed mind....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> ....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">There
is uneasiness inside of me....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I hear
the swords clanging, the angle’s wings flapping ....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The
battle belongs to the Lord....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Two
worlds are colliding; fierce is the onslaught for me....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But I
am yours and you are mine and forever my first love you will be....</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-12014065963765078582012-05-17T00:17:00.002-07:002012-05-17T00:17:20.722-07:00A fire has been lit within me<!--StartFragment-->
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A light has been lite in me</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A consuming fire for all to see</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">No stone nor threat will silence me</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Whatever the cost I will praise thee</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The earth may crumble</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The oceans go dry</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Your hand release the stars from the sky</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Even then, I will praise thee</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Those who come against me I will pray for</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">My enemies I will love </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">No weapon will prosper </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">No shadow or evil will defeat my great and awesome God! </span></div>
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<!--EndFragment-->mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-13629071279904212622012-05-17T00:04:00.002-07:002012-05-17T00:13:31.791-07:00Golden City<div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A
parted sky shows off what it hides behind its veil<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
see rows of gold castles floating in the air; its well-polished golden walls
are reflected on a glassy river that runs below<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">What
is this brilliant light that sets a massive sky a glow?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
blink once, I blink twice, can any one else see? Or is this a gift just for me?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> My
soul enters a swooning trance, my eyes transfixed at such an awesome splendor
dance. This next part I am unclear on how to speak out, though my eyes
were captivated by the gold city my car drove on and steady as if there were
two of me! My body is doing the driving, but my spirit doing the witnessing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">On
this cold night I feel fuzzy and warm all inside. I have the sensation of being
rapture off my seat, but my body does not move from where I sit. My
radio plays in the background, and as if on cue a collection of
angelic voices begin to sing. It's a choir of the most beautiful voices I
have ever heard, but I do not recognize the song (nor have I heard it since
then) but somehow I know it is suppose to go with the vision my eyes feast on<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
join the choir and sing with them….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Praise-praise
Him, HOLY-HOLY-HOLY is His mighty name! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Tears
run down my face.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I’m
at the end of the road now, and I must turn right, but I don't want to look away. But as I do, the once parted
clouds come together as two curtains being drawn to a close after a
performance. The golden city is
out of sight, but the vision forever now lives in my heart. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Thank
you Lord for allowing me to witness your boldness and giving me a sneak peak of
what is behind your living room curtain. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949894394422380880.post-7452538371943851572012-05-16T20:55:00.000-07:002012-05-17T00:27:08.321-07:00Seasons<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Since the moment we are born the season's clock starts ticking. There is a time to be born and a time to die, so all the seasons inbetween those two when all combined, we call: life. This blog is about those seasons and how I fill that time up. There is a time to play and time work. A time to laugh and a time to cry. A time to hurt and a time to forgive a time to mourn and a time to celebrate. </span><br />
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<i>and a time to write, so lets begin. </i></div>mariaelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692993695262742658noreply@blogger.com0