It’s not necessary & essential to work oneself to death for a luxurious life - but it’s indeed necessary to follow the good & right goals for enduring peace & freedom & to stand together steadily & firmly for fairness, equity & solidarity. ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~~~~~ ~Yélmô Côrachè (1575-1677) freedom fighter, Tijuana-Cementery Mexico~ ~~~ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~ Selbstbestimmung ist die größte Freiheit, die ich derzeit habe, aber die Freiheit meines Volksstammes ist bedroht. ~~~~~~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~ ~Yélmô Côrachè (1575-1677) freedom fighter, Tijuana-Cementery Mexico~ ~~~ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~ Roses for me is the epitome of true love ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~ ~Yélmô Côrachè (1575-1677) freedom fighter, Tijuana-Cementery Mexico~ ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The LORD wraps himself in light as with a garment; he stretches out the heavens like a tent, and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters. He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind. ~from the Bible: Psalm 104.2-3~ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~ And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.” And he replied: “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.” (Minnie Louise Haskins, 1875-1957) And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.” And he replied: “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.” So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East. ~from The Gate of the Year a poem by Minnie Louise Haskins ( 1875-1957)~ God Knows So heart be still: What need our little life Our human life to know, If God hath comprehension? In all the dizzy strife Of things both high and low, God hideth His intention. God knows. His will Is best. The stretch of years Which wind ahead, so dim To our imperfect vision, Are clear to God. Our fears Are premature; In Him, All time hath full provision. Then rest: until God moves to lift the veil From our impatient eyes, When, as the sweeter features Of Life’s stern face we hail, Fair beyond all surmise God’s thought around His creatures Our mind shall fill. ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ~~
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 20:57:54 +0000
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