“There’s only One who can judge the end of the story;
Who’s read all the pages, and accepts to glory.
Knowing the beginning from the end, and the story throughout,
He works on deliverance; erasing all fear and doubt.
The crowds of shaking heads is not His priority.
The heart bowed before Him takes all seniority.”
This is just an excerpt. Click below to read more of this inspiring poem that sheds light on our judgment of one another and on how God views us. “MERCY TRIUMPHS OVER JUDGMENT!”
SMH, a phrase on Facebook,
With roving eyes and a condemning look.
It’s being measured and weighed and found for wanting,
Their righteous indignation is the mind’s taunting.
It’s looking at a picture, a status, a quote,
And thinking to oneself, “That life’s a joke.”
Off the internet to the daily surrounds,
How often do our heads shake with that judgmental pound?
Lives picked apart, layers uncovered;
Never really knowing the inner undiscovered.
Never judge a book by its cover is what they say,
But most of the masses don’t see it this way.
Not satisfied until a life is going down,
With burdens so heavy, one begins to drown.
Dealing with turmoil and constant tossing;
Needing to be rescued desperately from the exhausting.
There’s only One who can judge the end of the story;
Who’s read all the pages, and accepts to glory.
Knowing the beginning from the end…
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Yesterday I heard the word “surreal” over and over again on our local news. Why? Because our city suffered attack by some of its own residents. This blew the mind’s of many, and mine as well.
I was born and raised in Baltimore City (as was my husband also) and lived every where across the city from N. Montford Ave. (around Patterson Park area) to Brooklyn Homes to South Baltimore, off of Washington Blvd. I went to school on East Lombard Street (when it was still a school) and I go to church on West Lombard Street. I played in Patterson Park as a kid and also in the Fells Point area. Although we live on the outskirts of the city now in Baltimore County, Baltimore is still a piece of us. It’s all we knew growing up. It is still where we go to church today. It is still the place where a lot of family and friends live. It is still our city.
Yesterday was something that I never thought that I would see here. We stayed in front of the television most of the evening, not sure of what would happen next. Our personal Facebook timelines were being blown up (so to speak) with reports of events transpiring as well as personal reports from friends who could hear chaos and sirens in their own neighborhoods.
At one point during the evening, I went to my room and shut the door. With tears rolling I just began to pray for our Beautiful Baltimore. Yes, Baltimore is still beautiful.
Often in life we hear “Don’t judge a book by its cover,” or “A person is not to be defined by one failure.” I say the same is true for our city. Don’t let the events of yesterday define us or our future of tomorrow. This city is so much more than that. It is a place rich with history and heritage. It is a place filled with loving people and concerned citizens (just like anywhere else). And, to many, Baltimore will always be HOME!
As I watch the news right now our beautiful young people are in the streets with various marching bands and dancers. They are showing the world our beautiful Baltimore. They are putting a smile on many faces because this is the Baltimore we know and this is the Baltimore we love.
Don’t judge our story by a day. We are still Charm City. We are still Bmore. We are still Baltimore the Beautiful, Hon!
Let’s continue to pass on that positive message. Show the world your #BaltimoreTheBeautiful. Instead of negatives, post your positive pictures, selfies or whatever of Baltimore. Whether you are a resident or a visitor, and you had a nice visit to the Harbor and rode the paddle boats and water taxi’s, or those beautiful church selfies that you take before and after Sunday services in front of your place of worship, or you’re just hanging on your front steps. Post it on your timelines with #BaltimoreTheBeautiful.
Whether you’re jogging, biking or walking around Lake Montebello, playing basketball at your local court, taking a stroll through Little Italy, playing golf at Carroll Park or what have you. It doesn’t matter. Post your positive pics. Show them your Artscape. Show them your family cookouts. Show them your Honfest. Show them how we eat crabs. Show them your parade pics. Show them your restaurants. Show them your zoo trips. Show them your Baltimore!
Show the world this is who we really are. We are #BaltimoreTheBeautiful!
When we seek to go it alone, relying on ourselves, we tend to take a beating in life. It is only when we totally rely on God can we make it to the very last mile. Read this poem and be blessed.
Not by my own strength,
It’s failing, it’s fleeting.
Relying on myself,
My life takes a beating.
It’s against the wind I fight,
Expending all my fleshly might.
It’s only by His Spirit I can win,
Supplied by God, the power within.
Many are searching
For the prosperous way,
With striving each day.
The plans of man
Are but weak and futile,
Relying on God will carry you
To the very last mile.
“Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit, saith the LORD of Hosts,” Zechariah 4:6
“I will lift up my eyes to the hills – from whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth,” Psalm 121:1-2. Many people are wandering adrift in the world. Day by day they go through their daily routines really believing that they are in this alone. Wandering and questioning, “From whence comes my help?” . . . Click below to read more
“I will lift up my eyes to the hills – from whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth,” Psalm 121:1-2
“Me, myself and I,” a phrase commonly known to us all. It usually comes on the heels of an aggravating event or from dealing with the frustration of a letdown because one depended on someone else to do something for them and they didn’t follow through. Or, how about this one, “If you want something done right you have to do it yourself!” Another frustrating sentiment spurned by the letdowns of others.
Here we just see them as phrases, just something we blurt out because of the emotions that stir within us when we feel we can’t get that help we need from someone. The sad part of it all is the reality that this has become the prevailing…
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