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  • The Vision (The Army of GOD.)

    "The vision is JESUS – obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.

    The vision is an army of young people.

    You see bones? I see an army. And they are FREE from materialism.

    They laugh at 9-5 little prisons. They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday. They wouldn’t even notice. They know the meaning of the Matrix, the way the west was won. They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations. They need no passport.. People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence. They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting and dirty and dying. What is the vision ? The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It gave up the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure.

    Light flickers from every secret motive, every private conversation. It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Satan games. This is an army that will lay down its life for the cause. A million times a day its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day win the great ‘Well done’ of faithful sons and daughters.

    Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night. They don’t need fame from names. Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting again and again: “COME ON!”

    And this is the sound of the underground The whisper of history in the making Foundations shaking Revolutionaries dreaming once again Mystery is scheming in whispers Conspiracy is breathing… This is the sound of the underground

    And the army is disciplined.

    Young people who beat their bodies into submission.

    Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms. The tattoo on their back boasts “for me to live is Christ and to die is gain”.

    Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes. Winners. Martyrs. Who can stop them ? Can hormones hold them back? Can failure succeed? Can fear scare them or death kill them ?

    And the generation prays like a dying man with groans beyond talking, with warrior cries, sulphuric tears and with great barrow loads of laughter! Waiting. Watching: 24 – 7 – 365.

    Whatever it takes they will give: Breaking the rules. Shaking mediocrity from its cosy little hide. Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs, laughing at labels, fasting essentials. The advertisers cannot mould them. Hollywood cannot hold them. Peer-pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late night parties before the cockerel cries.

    They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive inside.

    On the outside? They hardly care. They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate but never to hide. Would they surrender their image or their popularity? They would lay down their very lives - swap seats with the man on death row - guilty as hell. A throne for an electric chair.

    With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days, they pray as if it all depends on God and live as if it all depends on them.

    Their DNA chooses JESUS. (He breathes out, they breathe in.) Their subconscious sings. They had a blood transfusion with Jesus. Their words make demons scream in shopping centres. Don’t you hear them coming? Herald the weirdo’s! Summon the losers and the freaks. Here come the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes. They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow, mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension. Their prayers summon the hounds of heaven and invoke the ancient dream of Eden.

    And this vision will be. It will come to pass; it will come easily; it will come soon. How do I know? Because this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God. My tomorrow is his today. My distant hope is his 3D. And my feeble, whispered, faithless prayer invokes a thunderous, resounding, bone-shaking great ‘Amen!’ from countless angels, from hero’s of the faith, from Christ himself. And he is the original dreamer, the ultimate winner.”

  • sonjagarcia0810:

#fearfullyandwonderfullymade
  • sonjagarcia0810:

    #fearfullyandwonderfullymade

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  • Black and White creates mystery.
What color is her hair?
What color are her eyes?
Is her skin color fair, pale, or does she have a tan? 
What about the foliage behind her? What color is it?
It creates stimulates curiosity and creates mystery.

P.S. If you scroll down on my blog, you’ll see the answers to the rhetorical questions above lol… for those who were itching to know. (^_^)
  • Black and White creates mystery.

    What color is her hair?

    What color are her eyes?

    Is her skin color fair, pale, or does she have a tan? 

    What about the foliage behind her? What color is it?

    It creates stimulates curiosity and creates mystery.

    P.S. If you scroll down on my blog, you’ll see the answers to the rhetorical questions above lol… for those who were itching to know. (^_^)

  • Kingdom Business: Some of Metro Fire Missions Base team members taking a picture during our Missions Campaign last Friday. We went door to door asking for people for nonperishable food items for impoverished families in San Antonio. Wonderful Experience.
  • Kingdom Business: Some of Metro Fire Missions Base team members taking a picture during our Missions Campaign last Friday. We went door to door asking for people for nonperishable food items for impoverished families in San Antonio. Wonderful Experience.

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  • historicporn:

The Lawson family. The father, Charlie, (3rd top) murdered all except his eldest son, Aurthur (1st top) a few hours after this portrait was taken. He then took his own life. They were buried in the clothes they were wearing in this photograph.Christmas Day - 1929.
  • historicporn:

    The Lawson family. The father, Charlie, (3rd top) murdered all except his eldest son, Aurthur (1st top) a few hours after this portrait was taken. He then took his own life. They were buried in the clothes they were wearing in this photograph.

    Christmas Day - 1929.

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  • Super Selfie
  • Super Selfie

  • So I threw down in the kitchen this morning. Now this dish may look basic (it is), but the lady told me it was good. If you only knew how expensive her palate is, then you’ll know how her comment made me feel. I said thank you in a subtle tone, but internally the PRIDE was rising. Probably did a somersault double-under internally. Lol check out the presentation though. Winning.imageCheck out the scrambled eggs though. Restaurant Qualit lol.. naw but I am getting better. Not the best cook so I’ve got to start somewhere. You’ have to crawl before you walk right?  My wife is a food enthusiast so whenever she cooks, I take mental notes, and It’s certainly paying off sweetly. Next thing you know, people are going to be having heavenly encounters when they taste my cooking lol..image

  • Nature Conversing
  • Nature Conversing

    (Source: nikonwu)

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  • Strong because her Lord is Jesus Christ
  • Strong because her Lord is Jesus Christ

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  • Alabama, 1956.
    Gordon Parks

    (Source: thuong-jieng)

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  • luzfosca:

Jeanloup Sieff
 Les Indiscrètes
From Book: Unpublished Photographs of Jeanloup Sieff
  • luzfosca:

    Jeanloup Sieff

    Les Indiscrètes

    From Book: Unpublished Photographs of Jeanloup Sieff

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