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jkalyna

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Rest in the Arms of the SAvior.
You have not fallen down, put were lifted up,

You did not live in vain, but a hero, for Jesus's name.

Your last breaths were listened to by angles, who
prepared to take you home, in their loving arms.
To those who served, you did not live in vain, every drop of your blood in your veins, crys out
every day, from the heart beats of your love.
Rest now in peace, in God's Green Pastures, he Welcomed you home.
Those who stood up, for the truth, felt pain throughout for the lost,
the pain is gone now, is is gain, gained at the cross, the nativity
to the captivity of peace, for
eternity without end.
Maybe no one knew your name, there is one, who remembers you, there is one
that sticketh closer than a brother, it is in his arms you were held, he heard your
heart praying, and understood what you were saying.
You are with him, your blood crys out for justice, though you rest they will not find rest, neither
the sound of it's
Peace.
"For there is no peace no rest unto the wicked sayeth the Lord."

WE should give honor to the living, those we love, God created life, it is a holy creation of his image,
and it's sanctity.
They should be remembered in death,
For life is not a dirt rag you tear up, rip up, and throw out in the trash.
It was made by a Holy God, it is engraved with his name, on all the body parts
each blood drop, is holy, for it carried the spirit, a holy creation, undefined
a depth, not understood.
To those who have no burial place
You do now, you were found, by the eyes of God's Love.
You gave your life to save another.
You are at home now.
Smiling.
 

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jkalyna

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#2
Rest in the Arms of the SAvior.
You have not fallen down, put were lifted up,

You did not live in vain, but a hero, for Jesus's name.

Your last breaths were listened to by angles, who
prepared to take you home, in their loving arms.
To those who served, you did not live in vain, every drop of your blood in your veins, crys out
every day, from the heart beats of your love.
Rest now in peace, in God's Green Pastures, he Welcomed you home.
Those who stood up, for the truth, felt pain throughout for the lost,
the pain is gone now, is is gain, gained at the cross, the nativity
to the captivity of peace, for
eternity without end.
Maybe no one knew your name, there is one, who remembers you, there is one
that sticketh closer than a brother, it is in his arms you were held, he heard your
heart praying, and understood what you were saying.
You are with him, your blood crys out for justice, though you rest they will not find rest, neither
the sound of it's
Peace.
"For there is no peace no rest unto the wicked sayeth the Lord."

WE should give honor to the living, those we love, God created life, it is a holy creation of his image,
and it's sanctity.
They should be remembered in death,
For life is not a dirt rag you tear up, rip up, and throw out in the trash.
It was made by a Holy God, it is engraved with his name, on all the body parts
each blood drop, is holy, for it carried the spirit, a holy creation, undefined
a depth, not understood.
To those who have no burial place
You do now, you were found, by the eyes of God's Love.
You gave your life to save another.
You are at home now.
Smiling.
Even after Christ ascended he said, Remember me. We remember those who gave their lives for us. IN the line of duty, Martyred, or murdered. You are loved, and at home now with the Savior.
 

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jkalyna

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Even after Christ ascended he said, Remember me. We remember those who gave their lives for us. IN the line of duty, Martyred, or murdered. You are loved, and at home now with the Savior. [/COLOR][/B]
No life has ever been in vain. The Spirit of man, turns to his maker, as a flower turns to the Sun.
No life is ever in vain, when there is a sliver of love. It will live on forever.
No life is ever taken, it returns to be perfected, loved even though here on earth, it could of been used, abused, hated, and dishonored. The earth is just a reminder of the Creation, that man came forth from, and Christ is where he returns.
I love you fallen, ones. Jesus cried at Lazarus Tomb, my tears for you, will not be in vain.
 

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jkalyna

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A nurse you listen to the patients breathing sounds, and with your eyes closed, you could tell who it is. The same with having a conversation with someone, and the inhales, and exhales, are each persons unique language.
If you hear someone once, you will know who it is just by their breathing sounds.

So it is with our tears, I wonder how a God we don't see with our eyes, could keep track of every single prayer, and tear.
The bible says that he has workers, angles that are ministering spirits, and the book of Revelation says, how the angles were in charge of the seals, and the angels proclaiming "behold I bring good tidings to earth, Peace on earth, and good will towards men.

We don't need to analyze the Lord God, with that time, and energy trying to figure things out, we could be talking with him, in prayer, through the Lord Jesus Christ, "for no man cometh unto the Father but through me."

The breath could say a lot. Just as DNA says it all. Man's breath, could be sensed, in torment, in pain, in torture, and in agony in Joy, and in Peace. When words cannot speak, the heart beat gives the utterance, in life , from every beat, from the blood, sweat, tears, and breath.
I don't know if it is a blessing, to be given the chance, to hear someone's last breath, when you know they are heaven bound.
It is as if you are right there, with the angles, and have witnessed the soul leave and go with the Lord.

Jesus said, believe on me, and thou shall be saved.
But it takes "keep on believing" that makes us followers of him. It's not taking the back road out, in the midst of a storm, but believing that Christ is there with us, through it.

 
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jkalyna

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#5
One day we will see those who strived for the right, the Good samaritans, who gave their life in many ways.
One day those who were saved, from waves, fires, and other situations, will see the smiling faces of them.
The bible verse that says, "The good samaritan helped the beaten, and robbed man, near to death, put
him on his donkey, and paid the inn keeper to care for him.
Not all of us could do this.
But all of us could pray, a way for a person to escape their difficulties, that God would help them.
God see's the deeds, just as he see's the needs of others, and he is waiting upon you, to alert him, of
the one who is hurting, let's bring them to him, he is the Inn Keeper, of all Man kind, and he
knows how to care for us, some may help physically,
Some help
pray fully.
There is no other closeness to his heart, then to call upon him, in our hour of need, and
in the need of others.
Psalm 91:15
Call upon the Lord in the Day of trouble, and he will deliver thee.

 

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jkalyna

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There is a day of Judgment coming.
It even says, we shall be judged for every word spoken.
What about our thoughts, he knows them as well.
I remember when I offered privacy to someone, to step outside in the cold cold day, so they
could do their atm transaction.
That individual, yelled, and used profanity, to the point, that as I ran out the door, in that cold air,
I felt a warmth, that was overwhelming, where my spirit felt so warm outside, then from the coldness of that person's cold heart.
I no longer felt the cold, but welcomed it, as the spirit of man, and words do create, either a
loving or a death cold
environment, and it is felt.
God is Love
how you define it
Simple, holding a new born in your arms,
or holding a flower, and the scent of it.
When God created everything, he said
"it was good"
It was done from Him, love, it is our connection to him, in meditation, or time.
He created the human.
How could we hate one another, it is severing the hands of the creator
when we don't accept life, love, and liberty
because we cut ourselves off
instead of reaching out
without
discrimination, distention, and desecration of the sanctity of life.
Their is only ONE GOD,
and it is not any human, we are to submit to his Throne, his Kingdom,
FOR HE IS LORD OVER ALL.

 

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