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  • martin 1:14 pm on May 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    A.L.B. for May 25, 2010 

     

     If I was to tell you a story

    Or make up a lyric

    It would be about the importance

    Of listening to the spirit

    Even in hard times

    That come frequently

    You can hear the spirit, if you change the frequency

    Turn the knob, the dial, turn up the speakers

    Be a finder, first be a seeker

    Futile is the few child, that choose to be a world teaser

    Futile is the few smiles that choose to be a world pleaser

    If you read a book, from cover to cover, and never understood the plot

    Would you be able to discern, that have’s from the have not’s?

    The thou’s from the thou shalt not’s?

    Who’s got what on who’s lot

    Who’s here and who’s not

    Ill gotten gain, stored in a fool’s pot

    Equates to a sold out soul… golden rule forgot

    I know that’s a mouthful…but my tool’s hot

    If you see a wonder of the world

    Would you wonder, or give credit where it’s due

    Jesus is on the right hand

    God…He sees us too

    There is a saying that goes, to thine own self be true

    So why worry about what others think

    God is God for you

    If I tell you a story, could you inspire your own ending?

    If you come across 30 pieces of silver

    Know that it’s not for spending!!!!!!

    © 2010 M.A.B.

     
  • martin 2:17 pm on May 21, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    A.L.B. for May 21, 2010 

    My God bad, my God good

    He does stuff, some haters with that they could

    God sits high and looks low

    You sit in boardrooms behind the close doe

    Your ways are promiscuous, so I call you ho

    You think you are running the point, controlin the flo

    I’m with God, He saw the best in me,

    You don’t even have to look

    I suggest, you go read a bigger play book

    You can’t define me, nor confine me

    You can’t deny me, cause you don’t supply me

    You can’t kill me cause you don’t instill me

    You attack because you are fearful

    I counter cause I’m fearless

    Those who have ears let them hear

    Haters are hearless

    Attack mode Kobe and Mike, haters are airless

    God loves, and cares

    Beware haters are careless,

    Stop giving quality energy to unqualified folk

    Scambled eggs for breakfast…break those yolks

    Haters steal oxygen

    Lord, bind those who choke

    Thou shalt not steal

    Ever wonder why haters are broke???

    © 2010 M.A.B.

     
  • martin 3:35 pm on May 20, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    A.L.B. for May 20, 2010 

     “Back to the grill again”

    It’s back to the hill again (calvary)

    It’s back to the will again (God’s)

    Back to the still again… (being)

    Too much looking around, not enough seeing

    Too much selfishness around …too much “me-ing”

    No love touching…just a lot of fruitless feeling

    …and groping and coping…

    where’s the hoping?

    Where’s the hope?

    Too much negative talkers around

    Where’s that soap

    Bind the to and fro

    Where’s that chain and rope?

    That ball and chain

    Through hail and rain

    Through hell and pain

    We must sustain

    Keeping it simple and plain

    We losing ground…that we must gain

    We losing ground that we must obtain

    We are living life promiscuously…

    not even talking about sex

    Yet we must abstain!!!!

    Back to the grill again  

    Be still again

    His will again…

    Bare that cross daily

    Calvary hill again…you in???

    © 2010 M.A.B.

     
  • martin 1:55 pm on May 19, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    A.L.B. for May 19, 2010 

    I have tears in my eyes

    And blood in my viens

    Struggle in my sights

    When I think of what pains

    I see God in the hills

    And God in the valleys

    Evil in the streets

    And death in the alleys

    If I close my eyes and pray

    I see a little light shine

    If I wonder about seasons

    I ponder all the time

    If it’s due, then I’m due

    And that’s the bottom line

    If I shall not want

    Then, I’ll wait on God’s time

    I see hurt in the news

    I see colorless hues

    I see ill time reports

    Shot in black and blues

    Where in the hell is all the shades of grey

    Joy need not be stuck in the morning

    Since God is all day…

    Can you see what I see

    If I tell you to take a look

    Can you read what I read

    Or you don’t have that book?

    Knowledge is the key…to everything including power

    Learn due season…without knowing the hour!!!!!

    © 2010 M.A.B.

     
  • martin 2:35 pm on May 18, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    A.L.B. for May 18, 2010 

    Where’s my head today

    Where’s my bread today

    Where’s my body…

    My Christ blood red today?

    I’m scratching my head,

    How am I being led today?

    What’s my motivation?

    Where is my salvation

    That answer I know…

    Belief and pronunciation

    Don’t stop at Jude

    Peep through the revelation

    We are not of this world

    And no not of the alienation.

    V is for victory

    And that’s not about points

    It’s about the path, the glory,

    And He who anoints

    Where us my head today

    Moving ahead today

    Partin’ that red today

    “Revelation separation”

    Dedication to salvation!!!!

    © 2010 M.A.B.

     
  • martin 2:57 pm on May 11, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    A.L.B. for May 11, 2010 

    What is a morning without joy coming

    Why walk to Jesus, when you can be running

    Don’t stop running since close to him is where we wanna be

    Stand on faith, don’t fear not being able to see…

    Nothing rhythmatic or shiny or rhymy

    God is in front of me…satan get behind me

    I’m not looking back like the lady with the plow

    It’s my blessings, and I want them now.

    Windows are open, so are doors

    Real Christians keep both knees on the floors

    Don’t claim religion, and suffer spiritual sores

    Lions, and Tigers, and bears all roar

    Eagles and doves, and sparrows all soar

    Just like all of God’s children will inherit more.

    It’s not about where you are in life

    Or who’s there with you?

    It’s about where you are going in life

    And whose do you belong to.

    Too many hands in the pot

    Jesus said where two or three are gathered together

    10,000 members? Recipe for stormy weather

    Mixed participation like mixed precipitation…

    Question …How do you divide 10% of salvation?

    © 2010 M.A.B

     
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