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Truth, faith, hope, and love in quotes

TRUTH
"Human beings trust Fear. They need the Truth, and Fear provides it. After all, Fear is made of Truth."
-Sakura C
FAITH
"With faith you can do little, but without it you can do nothing."
-Elie Wiezel
HOPE
"I believe in God like the rising sun; not because I see it, but because through it I see all else."
-Clive Staples Lewis
LOVE
"The things you dance with are the things you love the most." -John B

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Here's an alphabetical poem for Keeley

A lthough things are not perfect
B ecause of trial or pain
C ontinue in thanksgiving
D o not begin to blame
E ven when the times are hard
F ierce winds are bound to blow
G od is forever able
H old on to what you know
I magine life without His love
J oy would cease to be
K eep thanking Him for all the things
L ove imparts to thee
M ove out of "Camp Complaining"
N o weapon that is known
O n earth can yield the power
P raise can do alone
Q uit looking at the future
R edeem the time at hand
S tart every day with worship
T o "thank" is a command
U ntil we see Him coming
V ictorious in the sky
W e'll run the race with gratitude
X alting God most high )
Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!

-Ricky
I feel really bittersweat and i can't swipe off a frown even after wrtiting this. I am sad that people keep saying they don't understand me. So I hope my poetry makes some sense =-C

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LOVE

What is LOVE and why isn't JUST A CHEMICAL?

"The word love goes back to the very roots of the English language. Old English lufu is related to Old Frisian luve, Old High German luba, Gothic lubo. There is a cognate, lof, in early forms of the Scandinavian languages. The Indo-European root is also behind Latin lubet 'it is pleasing' and lubido 'desire'. The word is recorded from the earliest English writings in the 8th century." (AskOxford.com)

Keeley you said along with, Kyaira, and I that there are different branches of love. I added that and some poetry Kyaira wrote, that proves there are different kinds of love according to the greeks and I discovered something out of the ordinary from a thought I added. I believe, love isn't just a chemical, yet if it is a desire it must be feelings meaning there is more then one form. Love according to the bible says that it is patient, kind, perserving, hopeful, cherishing, loving, devoted, beautiful, GOD, not envying, rude, proud, or necessaarily at times in much of sin. That means it won't be known in stealing, murder, adultery, suicide, or actions USUALLY because many of those would contradict the feelings and truth that bares with love.

Now if that helps let me explain FALLING IN LOVE. Take the different branches of love like family, giving, romance, and etc. Someone takes a step in your life your family and all those loves start working together to make true love, and because love comes not only from outside sources, but yourself you'll find love takes time and you need to be patient- that's the process you'll see- falling in love. DESTINY is true; because "you knoweth God if you knoweth love,"(bible- ask I have the verse) and that means God sure must love you more then you thought because he's taking all the loves and putting them into your hands and that takes a set in stone- sublimely beautiful thing such as destiny to happen. Being in love also isn't something you want to take for granted seeing it is when all the branches are young and with another tree that's growing equally and remaining in the decaying core roots as nutriance after all ends on earth and the love is then falling up. And BTW with the decaying roots that's a metaphor for- LOVE WILL LIVE ON BASED ON WHAT YOU'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH

Listening: Falling up's Falling in love and Arafax Deep

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There is hope~ Bradley Hathaway

There is a heart of such distress that I carry in this chest please reach out and caress in your pillowesque manner.

Front and center right here and right now I’m throwing in the towel I’ve committed too many fowls I’ve flown south.

My spirits turning sour I can’t go through another hour, be my precious pretty pink petite flower that blooms in the night and leave me in the dark by your moonlight no more fight. I never fought anywhere so I thawed and now I’m here on these knees distraught.

Crying out to you pretty please, pretty please take this disease turning these insides brown my smile turns to frown and my breathe smells like death.

Because I am dead to life and alive is something I don’t know that you would have me feel, but this is for real and I need you right now, I need you right now.

So seal the deal with your stamp of regeneration and grow me up into a new creation taken from a tree and plucked from a vine, if it’s my time to shine then shine your light on me so that everyone hurting can see that there is hope, hope in the seemingly endless valley full of rotten fruit left behind from previous troops that are now in your mountains drinking directly from your fountains, save me a spot I will be there sooner than not, I’m picking up the pace and slowly starting to trot.

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