CHANGING FACE OF FAITH

Father , are you calling me to
Rethink
Rediscover
Where you are
In the changing face of faith

How do I listen to you
In the different voices around me
Though prayers may be different
Can you hear me?

When the broken hearted feel all alone
And abandoned
Where are you oh Father?

Heavenly Father
Help me find you
Wherever i may fall

SOMEWHERE OUT THERE

MEMORY FROM CATS

Hallelujah

Jesus Take The Wheel

I Dont Know How To Love Him

Why Me Lord

Angels Will Come

The Son of man
will come on a cloud
Angels will come with him

Christmas Isn't Christmas

Some Day At Christmas

Christmas Dream

I never thought you would go
Just when I thought you were safe

You are leaving to protect me
But I would rather face any danger

I never thought you would believe
That you have lost your faith

And I really dont know what to do
To make it well again

The past comes back to haunt me
It's easier said than done

The moments when dreams were reality
Seem ready to slip through my hands

The Christmas trees we saw before us
Will always make me think of you

I would give anything to have you here
And share this dream with you

WHEN YOU BELIEVE

From the Prince Of Egypt... check out my earlier posting for the link to the song

Here are the lyrics for you to sing along...

You can get another link to sing along in http://eagleslead.com

If you listen to David Archuleta singing this you will feel the spirit moving..


When You Believe

Many nights we've prayed
With no hope anyone could hear.
In our hearts a hopeful song we barely understood.

Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear.
We were moving mountains long before we knew we could.

Chorus
There can be miracles when you believe.
Though hope is frail,it's hard to kill.
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe.
Somehow you will,
You will when you believe.

In this time of fear,
When prayer so often proved in vain,
Hope seemed like the summer birds
so swiftly flown away.
But now I'm standing here(Now I'm standing here)
With heart so full I can't explain
Seeking faith and speaking words I never thought I'd say.

BELIEVE AGAIN

I lost you many times before
When it seemed that you were all around

I just can't capture you in rules
But I sense you when love abounds

When I was so afraid you were near
Yet I needed someone to be really here

I found that someone in my son
And once again I started to believe

I won't ever lose you
this time

Cause you have become so real
I hear you speak to me
Right next to me

And your miracles you do reveal

I won't ever lose you this time

You are the one I love
The one I serve

My Lord

CALLED TO FAITHVINE

I went to the net
A task to perform
And looking at the keys
I followed my heart
Like you do

I found Faithvine
And a poem on Paul
For you my messenger
Another call

http://www.faithvine.com/resources/articles/saul-paul-824626.html?ts=13458602124#comments_start

PRINCE OF EGYPT : THERE CAN BE MIRACLES

For you

Whom I love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uv7xyi0PGL4

Why Me Lord?

Why me Lord?
What have I ever done
To deserve even one
Of the blessings I've known

Why me Lord?
What did I ever do
That was worth love from You
And the kindness you've shown.

Lord help me Jesus
I've wasted it
So help me Jesus
I know what I am

Now that I know
That I needed you
So help me Jesus
My soul's in your hand

Through Your Eyes

Young men will see visions

Old men will dream dreams

When this happens...

Jesus will come

I have been a follower of Christ

And yet He was never so real

As now when I walk with you

The waves of Spirit

Carried me up and dreamy I was

Blurr until I saw through your eyes

Jesus My Lord

THE BEAUTY OF A WOMAN

Is not in the clothes she wears
The figure she carries, or the
way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman
Must be seen from in her eyes
Because that is the doorway to her
heart, the place
Where love resides.
The beauty of a woman
is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly
gives
The passion that she shows
And the beauty of a woman with
passing years only grows

Why Are You Persecuting Me?

I saw a light from Heaven
Brighter than the sun
Shining around me

I heard a voice from heaven
Speak to me

Why why do you persecute me?

I am Jesus

Get up and stand

I have appeared to you for this purpose

You are to serve

And be witness
Of things you have seen
And of things in which I will appear to you

I will rescue you from the people
to whom I now send you
that they may see

so their eyes will turn from darkness to light
so their hearts turn from the Satan to God

I have called you
To share with those who found peace

My peace I give you

For you have faith in me

I wish before God
that whether easily
or with difficulty
Not only you
But all who listen
May become as I am

A new man

SUNSET MOST GLORIOUS

The sunset seemed to elude us
Until this lovely evening

Behind the Christmas trees along the coast
Behind the hills where you once prayed alone

Behind the Cross so red with love
Gods sunset was for us smiling

Everywhere I turned
The sky was a soft pink

I felt the gentle love
That through you came flowing

I could not capture this most beautiful sunset
A day was ending and a life was beginning

Will you sleep in the arms of your saviour tonight?
Will you wake with his hand in yours?

Will you open that eternal door
For the many prisoners to see

The glorious sunset behind the cross

JESUS NEAR

I have felt the presence of Jesus
I can hardly believe he came
Right here with us He stood
Jesus with his mysterious love

I was wrapped with silence
For who could ever speak
When the Saviour is beside me
And you brought him near

YOU ARE MY ANGEL

I have fallen many times
Wanted to give up
You were there each time
You picked me up

You are my angel
My faithful friend
God gave me angel
To walk with to the end

Come To Me

Come to me over the water Peter
Walk on the waves of the stormy sea
I know your boat is frail and fragile
But believe in me
I can do anything
When faith doesnt weaken
See the sea sleeps in the palm of my hand
He who believes will never be wanting for anything
For anything

My people called out from the burning desert
I turned a rock to a bubbling stream
He who believes will never be wanting for anything
For anything

A SPECIAL PERSON

I wrote about the flowers that bloomed when Reuben came home. You can take a look at how lovely they were. I say "were" because as mysterious as it was .. when they bloomed after he got back from the airport... they wilted when he went to the airport. Since then..no more blooms appeared.

That posting was entitled "Plants Can Love".. one reader responded in this manner. He said...that person must really be a very loving person for the plant to bloom only when he is around. He is a special person.

Ya.. Reuben ...you are...

" Plants Can Love " is in http://eagleslead.blogspot.com/

Happy Birthday Darling Sweety Bear

Joseph And The Many Coloured Cloak

One of my favourite stories. There was this young man who was given a many coloured cloak by his father. Somehow his older brothers became jealous thinking he would get all the inheritence. They sold him to a slave trader. They got his cloak and tore it and put animal blood on it.

They told their father he was dead and showed the cloak as proof.

As it turned out Joseph eventually got into the good books of the Pharoah because he could interpret the Pharoah's dreams

He was made the chief minister. It happened that Joseph's brothers' land experienced famine and they came to get food from the Pharoah. You see Joseph had taught the people how to store food when there is abundance. So when the famine came they had enough food.

What do you think happened when Josph saw his brothers coming for help...?

Mountain Birds

Mountain birds sometimes fly low. Why?
Because their beaks have become big and heavy. Their feathers have become thick and ragged. What do they do?

Mountain birds.. those who want to find a new self.. go to Eagle Mountain. To caves where they find courage. Becasue the process of finding e new self is pianfull.

Then if there are brave ones they begin. They rub their heavy beaks against the rough walls. Till their beaks a smaller and lighter. They pull out their old feathers.

They are open and unprotected. They hurt.

They see new feathers grow.

Then they emerge and fly higher.

WHY OBAMA, MICHELLE AND AL GORE?

Because they can move a real audience of thousands and through
the you tube millions.. billions. And so can you..eagles. When you are ready a Teacher will come. My teachers are all these people I am sharing with you. I guess I was ready and so they came into my life. Who is your Teacher? And I am not talking about the one who is preparing you for exams ..Tell me about the people who are lifting you as eagles... and we will have more teachers in this sky , in this Eagle mountain..

Attribution Theory

Now I usually take theories with a pinch of salt. But this is one of my favourite theories. I first learnt about it when someone in Flinders Uni, Adelaide talked about " Locus of Control" . It means where do we see the key to our success. Is it inside us or outside us?

If we have an internal locus of control we feel the key is in us and if we wana change something we go ahead and do it. Thats me : )

If we have an external locus of control we feel that things happen to us because of factors lying outside us.. so we have no control over them.

To a certain extent, if a hurricane comes along,..we do not have control over the situation. Like now in New Orleans. They are trying to get the people to pack up and go because its gonna be "the mother of storms".
Sheesh... what a poor way of using the image of a mother. Why not call it the Father of all storms ? Who is more stormy you tell me?

But even in a hurricane situation you can have an internal locus of control. You can decide to leave before it's too late. No doubt you lose whatever you have ( for the second time ). But would you rather be caught in the storm?

Now when it comes to freedom, to what extent do you have an internal locus of control?

What about feelings in a relationship? Do you have an internal locus of control or an external locus of control?

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LIBERTY

It's Independance Day. That means we are free. Yet my heart breaks to think of all those who are not free to love you. And yet they do. For how can we not love our Maker when he comes to us and holds out his hands. Take my hand and feel. Love is freely given. You do not have to cry because you will never be betrayed. It's Independance Day. Release yourself from all that shackles you.

WOMAN AT THE WELL

I made a painting of the woman at the well. And I gave it to Father Micheal. It is special to me because it speaks of how Jesus transcended race.

Makes me wonder whether we can be like him. Because we are made in his image and we must be like him. Can we trancend race.

There he was at the well. And he spoke to her, a Samaritan woman. Why do you speak to me, she asked. Because she had been used to being rejected because of her race.

" If you know who I am you would ask me for water and I would give you living water and you would no longer thirst..."

Why did he tell her that? Tell me what your heart tells you... wake up your spirit and let me know... for I wonder too... what he speaks to you

DARK NIGHT

It is dark
My friend
Without you

No comforting hand
No knowing eyes
No warm silence

It is cold and dark
Without you

ABSENT FRIEND

O friend of my heart

I do not know where you are or when your are returning

You vanished with a promise

That you would call

And I will wait for you

Friend of my heart

When You Wake

When you wake

The sky will bring you

To your destiny

YOU ARE MORE FREE THAN I

Friend in the same sky,
I just realized
You are more brave than I
More real
More free than I

You struggled and you strived
As for me I have nearly forgotten
What it was like to believe

And to be a channel of Peace

You are Gods gift to me

For he knew I was so lonely

and he gave me you

two lonely souls

who just found each other

Will I wait till tomorrow

Or another far away day

To say

From the depth of my heart

You have my love

Leaving the cave

Swift and unseen
the eagle emerged from the cave
the cave where eagles go
when they can hardly fly
his beak was smaller
from rubbing against
the rough walls
and the pain was
now a memory
he was lighter
almost
almost




free free free free


are we are we are we are we







free free free free



to believe

SPIRIT

Favourite book

My favourite book is written by John. I am attatching what I found about this book.

The Gospel of John Of the four gospels, John presents the highest Christology, describing him as the Logos who is the Arche (a Greek term for "existed from the beginning" or "the ultimate source of all things"), teaching at length about his identity as savior, and possibly declaring him to be God.[4]
Compared to the Synoptic Gospels, John focuses on Jesus' mission to bring the Logos ("Word", "Wisdom", "Reason" or "Rationality") to his disciples. Only in John does Jesus talk at length about himself, including a substantial amount of material Jesus shared with the disciples only. Here Jesus' public ministry consists largely of miracles not found in the Synoptics, including raising Lazarus from the dead. In John, Jesus, not his message, has become the object of veneration.[3] Certain elements of the synoptics (such as parables, exorcisms, and possibly the Second Coming) are not found in John.

COMING OUT

RAIN PEACE

CAVE OF EAGLES

There was a cave at the side of the mountain . Eagles would go there to think. In the darkness they would hear a voice telling them to rub their beaks against the rough walls of the cave. It was painfull....They would hear a voice... as one Eagle did... an Eagle I know....A voice that said " Pull out those tired feathers... and new ones will grow..."

Was he afraid..?

I don't know... he did not tell me...

What I know is that this Eagle did it...

Obeying the voice...

He pulled out the tired feathers...

It was painfull....

" Is this a mistake? "

He wondered...

But he kept on pulling at himself until his skin was revealed

And it hurt

Sure it hurt

and he wondered if he would ever fly again...






he is in this cave

where Eagles go



In this cave of the unknown



he gave up all that he knew

for all that he wanted to know

WHERE CAN I FIND YOU?

In My Dreams

Golden Bird

I live in a Golden Cage
And eat the crumbs you pack
I learn the songs you teach me
And you tell me I do it well
And you give me the chance
To be the performer

But will you give me the chance
to fly?

One day you'll be
a VIP
you tell me

To that I must aspire

But I have seen...
Golden Birds
sacrifice their souls

And I start to wonder...
Are you asking me
To sacrifice mine?

Give me a chance
To fly

Give me a chance
To fly

Rain and Pain

I was looking for this bird when I heard a voice cry
I want to leave this cage
but I can't find the key

I stood at the door
But I could not pass through

And then what was worst

I would no longer reach you

Friend on the outside
Can you feel what's it like on the inside
Where I cannot be what I know
I was born to be

So I am am searching for the bird from the mountain

Won't you tell him I am aching

Aching for Freedom

Freedom to learn

Aching for freedom

Freedom to learn







And the mountain heard his cries
And cried from way up high
The mountain cried so deeply
It was plain to see

The bird was not coming

And the bird could not be seen

And so the rain brought no relive but pain






Where is my mountain bird?

The mountain bird flying near me



I can sense

But I can't see


And that's why I must write this for you

For the bird is with you too

Or have your lost it?

Or have you put it in a cage?

Mountain Bird Mikail

Are you looking for a mountain bird? I am. I have looked for this bird for a long , long time and recently I sensed his presence... and that's why I have created this blog... to share this with you