LookThere once was a boy that only had one string on his guitar. He played with this guitar every day. He played it in his back yard, among the swing sets; he even played it while walking through the village. He loved his guitar that only had one string.Look4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All he knew is that it made some sort of rhythm. That is all he knew. He did not know it was a guitar with one string. He most likely did not even know what a guitar was. That young lad, he does not know better.
He played and played that guitar. He wrote songs. They were wonderful songs, each by memory. He strummed that one string to the rhythm of the birds with each flight, the winds with each blow and even to other people's footsteps as they walked past. Sometimes he would even follow them. Others would always stare and watch. They wondered about this boy and that one stringed guitar.
The boy was happy. He sat there and strummed along to the birds and the winds. He learned rhythm and balance. He even tried to sing.
AwakeningI’ve always believed that a Christian’s life should revolve around the Bible. I always thought that mine did. I’d read through the Bible 3 times, which was 3 times more than anybody else I knew my age. I read one chapter a day whenever I wasn’t too busy. I thought that was more than enough. I even had plans to start my own bible study. I thought that I had the Bible covered and that I knew it front to back.Awakening2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
One summer, I was travelling around Montana and selling jewelry with my brother. We went to Billings to sell jewelry at the pro rodeos. I went to Cowboy Church and I had a sore throat. During the whole sermon, I was praying to God to heal me, because I got sick often. I just kept asking God, why do you let people suffer with sicknesses when you can heal them? Can’t you just heal me? Then something the speaker said caught my attention. I don’t remember her exact words, but she said something like, “Many of you are suffering ailments, and you
My TestimonyWanted to share my testimony with you all.My Testimony2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
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10 Facts That Disprove Evolution1. We share half our DNA with bananas.10 Facts That Disprove Evolution2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
2. The fossil record has holes in it. Dinosaur and humans footprints were found side-by-side in Arizona and Turkmenistan. In Uzbekistan, 86 consecutive hoof prints of horses were found in rocks dating back to the dinosaurs. Petrified trees in Arizona's petrified forest have fossilized nests of bees and cocoons of wasps. Those forests are reputedly 220 million years old, while bees (and flowering plants which bees require) supposedly evolved almost 100 million years later.
3. No macro variations (speciation) in evolution have ever been observed. Micro evolution is species adaptations, and it's not the same as macro. Adjusting to the climate is very, very different than changing from species to another.
4. Humans have the most neurons in their brains but primates don't have even close to that amount. They aren't even in the top ten.
5. Radiometric dating does not take into account the way heat and water affect the aging of bones (it makes them appea
The Little BoyThe Little Boy1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The little boy prayed that perhaps one day,
his mommy and daddy would stay and play.
Mom's always caught up in some messy fray,
dad is never home to play anyway.
He prayed this way...
"Dear Father in heaven I love you so,
hear these words from Tommy down here below.
I promise to be good, and this I know,
your love is like a river, it ever flows."
He went to bed and dreamt the night away,
playful dreams and happy thoughts did hold sway.
When he rose he hoped today would be the day,
that mommy and daddy with him would stay.
But as he looked around, he knew they'd gone,
off to live their lives leaving him alone.
The nanny made him toast, gave the dog a bone,
nothing really changes here in this home.
But as he slept that night, a voice so calm,
said: "Listen to me son, my little Tom.
Your prayer to me was like a pleasant Psalm,
your words to me felt like a soothing balm."
The very next day as he awoke from sleep,
his mom and dad were there, it made him weep.
The promises they
A MESSAGE THAT WILL SHOCK YOUVisions of the Rapture, Tribulation, the Holy City, & the Thrones of GOD and satan.A MESSAGE THAT WILL SHOCK YOU4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The testimony of an 8 year old girl who encountered Jesus Christ:
More Translators Needed!
May the Lord bless all of you in this hour. Let's read from the Bible in 2 Corinthians 12:1-4, the Holy Word of God. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost "I must go on boasting. Although there is nothing to be gained, I will go on to visions and revelations from the Lord. I know a man in Christ who fourteen years ago was caught up to the third heaven. Whether it was in the body or out of the body I do not know-God knows. And I know that this man-whether in the body or apart from the bod
So Ambiguous...Something lost,So Ambiguous...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But never found,
But lifting hopes,
Constantly sought for,
But found in dysfunctional fragments,
But depriving the lost,
Paralyzing people in fears,
But moving others,
Love is an ambiguous & deceitful concept
RosesRoses2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say the last rose
is low born -
a slow moving blossom
that bears a crooked stem.
Pluck it carefully,
to raise the dull dusk
of your dress;
flush it pale and perfect
along your thighs.
You move through the trees
like pelerines at the fair,
carrying it in your hand
the adieu of petals
already inscribed -
to score the thorns
or to leave it behind
for the one
who called you sweetheart.
PetitionBiblical Missiology has recently put up a very important petition.Petition3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Some mission agencies, Wycliffe, Frontiers and SIL, are producing Bibles that remove "Father", "Son" and "Son of God" because those terms are offensive to Muslims.
The petition is trying to get them NOT to produce those Bibles.
Please have a look at the links below.
Don't Forget MeSitting down next to my fearsDon't Forget Me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remembering your words
Remembering your tears
Remembering my life
my world, your love, your smile,
You said I'd be in your heart.
You said you'd never forget
All what I gave, all what I did.
All what we shared.
The wind blows and it seems that nothing happened
The sun calls and nobody answers
The birds sing and nobody hears.
The whole sky waited for us
But you never tried.
You never saw,
You never screamed.
You never fought.
I'd never quit.
I wish my name didn't disappear from your lips.
I hope you still think of my eyes.
I hope my strokes still live on your cheeks.
I hope you miss
my hands, my chest, my hair, my laugh.
Remember me when you need a soul,
A friend, a man, a heart, a love.
No more letters to read,
No more songs,
No more games, no more jokes.
Just you and your walls,
Your pride, your noes.
An unfinished poem that nobody wrote
Or a beautiful story I wanted to draw.
The prayer neve
PerceptionIn a world of so much colorPerception1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do I feel so much gray?
La chuteTu passes sans me voir,La chute2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Les notes d'un piano s'égrènent dans ma tête.
Je te fais un signe, plein de peur muette,
Le tambour est trop fort et mon pouls s'accélère,
Mais tu passes sans me voir,
Et le violoncelle joue un drame qui semble inévitable.
La salle est pleine à craquer, rires nerveux d'attente,
Je m'assieds dans un coin et j'attends, tremblante.
Une flûte s'est perdue dans des hauteurs sauvages,
Mes oreilles bourdonnent de cette prise d'otage.
Tu montes sur la scène, le regard vide et las,
L'impatience des sens se lit sur ton visage.
C'est la contrebasse, sombre, qui menace
Le public paniqué de rejoindre sa place.
Soudain le silence est fort, si fort
Que mon coeur s'arrête le temps d'un battement.
Alors tu me vois, au fond de la salle.
Tu ne souris qu'à moi, il n'y a plus personne.
Et comme venu du ciel ou bien d'au-delà la tombe,
Tu joues ta vie en quelques notes d'entrée
Frozen: The Icebound ProphecyFrozen: The Icebound Prophecy8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
A princess with powers over the Cold.
a power from ancestors centuries old
When she ascends to be Queen of the kingdom,
her frosty power will unleash something fearsome.
Winter eternal will change the land's form.
Frost and snow will spread in the storm.
The curse of the Cold can be broken
by love long hidden and never spoken.
Magician!EnglandxDead!Reader: Sin Against NatureMagician!EnglandxDead!Reader: Sin Against Nature2 years ago in Horror More Like This
"No!" shouted Arthur. "No you can't die. You can't leave me." He held your lifeless hand tighter. "I won't allow it!"
Your life had been taken suddenly and tragically in a car accident when a drunk driver hit the driver side head on. Unfortunately you never got your justice against the drunken man who had hit you because he paid off the judge and got off scot free.
You had left Arthur, your fiancé to suffer alone. Now here he was at your funeral, making a scene.
"Iggy, dude, you need to get a hold of yourself," said Alfred putting a hand on his shoulder, "__________ wouldn't want you to be like this."
"Why would you care you idiot?" Arthur shouted though his tears. "She meant the world to me and now she's gone. If she isn't here I have no reason to either."
Alfred grabbed both of Arthur's shoulders and shook him, "Artie, are you even listening to what you're saying?"
"I bloody well do know what I'm saying," Arthur said darkly and ran off.
~Time Skip brought to you by England's eye
Gauntlets: Chapter 2 - Push and PullGauntlets: Chapter 2 - Push and Pull2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I remember the first time that I realized my mother was crazy. I don't remember the name of the town that we lived in then, but I do remember that I liked it there. It was one of those very fantasized about small towns with many friendly people. Close knit homes that stood side by side went on for what seemed like forever. Uniform, but still individual in their own way.
I was about six or seven years old. My mother, Aliss and I played at the local park for hours that day. This park was beautiful. Skinny trees with giant leaves and long branches that you could swing on all day. Grass greener than any I had ever seen before, and have yet to see even up until today. There was also a lake that was guarded off by a black iron fence that came up to my neck. This lake was home to beautiful animals, mostly just ducks. They all came in a variety of colors. I loved feeding them. It was kind of my thing. We had only
No EscapeNo Escape2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tried pressing escape
Still Sitting here...
Vaiet.Susur slab aud din vale,Vaiet.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
O doină străpunsă cu jale.
Îţi zic :
Fie-ţi hramul rătăcit,
Fie-ţi sălaşul hrănit,
Să te-nglodesc în pământ,
Viaţa de apoi să n-o mai găseşti
Pământ în pământ s-ar întoarce,
Sufletul - găuri de spini ar şti,
Umbră-ar mai rămâne din tine,
Pământ să zvârcoleşti,
În pământ să răscoleşti
Înfieruit de lumină şi ţinte,
Vântul spulberă o şoaptă amară;
Oasele-mi sunt putrezite,
Sângele-mi curge şiroaie.
Lupta asta e sfârşită,
Dar cuţitul meu îţi va fi,
Le-ngrop cu tine laolaltă.
Vuiet fugar s-aud din cerul
Vast şi blând;
Soare-acoperit de umbră lucie
Ger liniştitor şi ad&
Higabana no uso 3At the shopping center, Viktor and Dexter were squashed to the side as they entered the elevator toward the hentai level.Higabana no uso 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Finally escaping their near smoosh with death, how ironic, the two could breath easy.
"There you two are." Crocus called out, waving at them. He was the third ride down after they came.
Walking right up to them, he offers them a ramune soda each. "How did you guys enjoy your games?"
Vikor nodded his thanks, "They were very interesting."
Dexter looked down at his unopened soda awkwardly. And then he thought of that dream. Cho's face suddenly came to mind...
Giving him a sidelong glance, the older man gave him a nudge. "I think someone has a confession to make."
"Uh..." Dexter mumbled dubiously.
"He went to some karaoke place with some older guy." Viktor spoke up.
Crocus gave him a look. "Oooooh. Karaoke?" He gave a big smirk. "Tell us all about it.
The way Viktor knew about that was uncanny, Dexter thought. "Well," he began hesitantly, "We sang... and talked.