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Broadcasting from high atop the rocket blasting into the 4th dimension of happiness to Mr and Mrs Nutcase, the travelers trudging the Road of Happy Destiny, and all the ships at sea.
I have not wrote lately, because I have been so busy working on the main web site: www.soberduck.com. I started it about two years ago to sell my Sobriety T-Shirts, cards, mugs, caps. I soon dropped the caps, mugs and cards. But the site has never been at the top on of the search engines. So I have been working, and still am.
If you are in an alcohol or addiction business and would like trade links; please let me know.
Anyway…. Since time is limited I thought I would share something I wrote after my first spiritual awakening.
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Once there was a Love in me ;
A Love too great, too powerful and too obsessed;
An Love that consume and devoured my heart, unto my very soul. |
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It was a love so perfect, that it was marred by it's own perfection;
And. I would gladly have died for this great obsession of my heart;
But I could not live for it, for the weakness of my own bones
failed me and rendered me a fool in my own sight. |
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As the elusive fabric of my dreams, my hopes and my all , began to tear.
I was without continence; I was left standing at the door way life without a mask or a face to put it on. As peered at the world thought burned out portals, viewing the procession, I had once fained to lead, I saw only death and decay, but worse, my own hopes foundation had been built on nothing less that vanity, ego, pride and a vexation of the spirit. And I was left with a large black hole in my in my soul which gaped open at times to consume me with a sadness so great no heart could bear it.
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The Preachers, preached, the doctors, doctored and the counselors, counseled. Friends and well meaning fools and idiots, tr1ed to set my path toward God. But like that great unsinkable vessel there; had been a fire in the hole even before the sexton had set my coarse. I railed and I pitched and r cursed the lamb as well as the shepherd. And I begged the earth to open and from 1t’s b0we, allow the flames of hell swallow me up. I faced the fear of fears and prepared to close the mortal door, but found my self standing at the gates of the Kingdom. How I got there but for Him I do not know.
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A vale was lifted and r saw all that had been pain, suffering, and heart ache, was but a gentle courtship by the most magnfficerit, the King 0f Kings, and the Lover of my soul The blackness had formed the bond. The void and absence in my soul had formed the tide that brought him in. And my own vile ai1ger and rebellion toward Him built this palace called Grace that I dwe1l in today. Now he feeds me daily from his own hand. And I need no other reason to live:, than that it please Him.
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"Bless the Lord oh my soul and all that is with in me, bless is holy name." Now I know love. |
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