[Faith.Hope.Love]'s diary
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God Lives Inside My Heart
| God Lives Inside My Heart, Most Loving is thee part, My truest, deepest place, of my beating heart. He lives in my heart as thee One I Exalt, But also as the part of me, naturally by default. He speaks to me softly so that I may hear, To know He's always with me, that I needn't fear. To listen to Him speak, silent I must be, My attention only focused on the Voice of He. Guiding my heart and soul, is His Presence so Divine, By Intuition and Conscience deep in this heart of mine. He speaks to me with Truth. He speaks to me with Love. He speaks to me with Wisdom, from within, around, above. God leads my heart. God shows the way. God shines His Light both night and day. With God leading my heart and so, leading my way, His Words of encouragement, His guidance for I Pray. So following my heart, is my only choice, That I may be close to hear God's Holy Voice. When I follow my heart in accordance to His Will, Then I'm following Him, whether down or uphill. I know He tests my Faith, even lets me go astray, So the feeling lost from Him, I will know and feel dismay And lost from His comfort, His Abiding Love so Great, I'll desire to return to Him. I will not hesitate. God resides in my heart, keeps my lantern burning bright, That it may radiate and to others show my Light. So other souls lost can know and hope and see There is a better path for them to from darkness be set free. God Lives Inside My Heart, gives His Blessings so profound, Gives that I may share them, with Love, spread around. God Lives Inside My Heart as my Master, as my Lord. His Truth is my shield. His Love is my sword. |
By Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-09-12 09:00:00 (EST)
Inspired by God. ♥
With deepest felt thanks and profound gratitude to Qazi Qamaruddin, my amazing friend, for helping me find the appropriate words needed in the first verse. ♥
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So Mr. Asshole, you want to mess with MY name, do you? Well, now I've got ANOTHER "Artsieladie" link on the 'Net now. ..And I didn't lose it in the one you thought you could do your little trick with. You sure like to "USE" my name for "your" benefit though, don't you? Users and abusers are losers!
When you find yourself being put down by people who can't own up to their own transgressions and mistakes and so, choose to lie about and deny them instead, consider the source of the disapproval, realise not only do they have no vote but their opinion isn't worth anything because they have no value of character, no integrity.
On the flip side, when you find yourself being respected and admired by people of integrity, honour, and virtue, THIS speaks volumes about your own integrity, honour, and virtue.
So as far as the human snakes who belittle and bash me? pfffffft I stood up to the plate, admitted to and apologised for my mistakes, but just as I figured, my accusers don't have the guts to do likewise, just excuse after excuse and denial. Such are the ways of cowards. No character, no backbone, no guts. ..And ass kissers and brown nosers and suck ups to the likes of these cowards? Birds of a feather flock together!
Mr. I Spy: YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! I HOPE YOU FUCKING ROT IN HELL YOU ARROGANT, SNEAKY, LYING BASTARD! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE!
"Dear Pot"
| Before you call the Kettle black, Before you, the Kettle, with words attack, Look at your own self, blacker than coal, But you haven't the guts to face the toll. So all you can see Is fault with me, While from your own you frantically flee. Here's a mirror, a good look take, The black you see is real not fake. |
~ Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-09-03 21:18:00 (EST)
Wow! I guess the 25th of August is still burning your butt, eh, Mr. I Spy, Mr. Ramanjit? I only have 22 red flags linking you together and now here's just one more. Oh but they are all fucking bloody coincidences I suppose. ASSHOLE!! You break your #1 rule!
Well, here's a nice reminder:
"Gifts Are Blessings"
| A Gift is a Blessing, A Blessing meant to share, To touch the hearts of others To show how much we care. God gives us Blessings of Gifts, They're not meant to be wasted, But they can only be fulfilled, When others' hearts have tasted. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-08-21 13:00:00 (EST)
Conclusions drawn as a result should not wear the blame." ~ #ArtsieladieQu
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| "Like the owl, you are highly intuitive. You can trust your instincts above all else, and you listen to your inner guide. You can see what others don't or won't see. You see everyone for who they truly are, and that frightens them. You are a natural lie detector. You can see past masks and facades. No one can hide from you. You have a quiet and gentle wisdom. You don't go around bragging about how smart or wise you are. You are good at uncovering potential in yourself and others. You are a catalyst for positive growth and change. You have a lot of creative and dynamic energy. You are focused on all of the possibilities in life." |
"Whooo Are You?"
| If you're bluffing real or being my friend, A word to the wise for those who pretend. I’ll see through your lies, through your fake, All the deceptive measures you’ll take. You may believe you’re fooling me, But that’s your ego by which you see. I’ll watch you build your castle of lies And not say boo, let you surmise That I’m in the dark, that I can’t see, The disguise you’re putting over on me. I’ll chuckle and grin as I watch you, Add more lies to your deceitful brew. But more importantly, I must tell, A tragedy living in you doth dwell. The tragedy is, as you’re lying to me, You’re lying to you but you can’t see. The fool you’re fooling, in the mirror, face, The one looking back is who you disgrace. It is bad to lie to others, to me, But lying to oneself is the real tragedy. Living a lie, built on the same, Is living a life riddled with shame. First with oneself, honest be one must, True and real for thyself to trust, Before with others one can be likewise, Free from the chains of deceitful disguise. So, If to I, to yourself, you cannot be true, Don’t fault me for seeing through you. If the real in you, you cannot accept, It’s your job not mine to intercept, To make adjustments, to upgrade, Cast out the fake, the false charade. Be real, the best of who you are, You then will shine just like a star! When you shine, with Love you’ll glow, You’ll be someone you’ll be glad to know. You’ll need to weave lies or hide no longer, The energy saved will make you stronger To onward remain on the truthful path, Harbouring for self no disgust or wrath. But Love instead for yourself you’ll feel, At peace with harmony about your real. You’ll radiate and shine ever so bright, Attracting others with Love and Light. If you're bluffing real, playing pretend, The one you're hurting is you, my friend. |
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by Artsieladie Donnelly, aka Sharon Donnelly, aka Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2014-07-17 17:35:00 (EST)
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Original photo by Chraecker
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"Castle Building"
| Build with bricks of lies Your castle on the sand But when the Waves Of Truth come in, Your castle will not stand. Build your castle on the truth For it is the solid rock And when waves of lies come in, Deceit cannot dock! |
~ Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-08-21 11:28:00 (EST)
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"With words of kindness, generous be;
While words to criticise use sparingly.
Give compliments without hesitation;
Criticise with caution and reservation." ~ #ArtsieladieQu
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It would be SO nice IF I could actually have a PRIVATE conversation on MY phone!!!!!!!!!
For all those who don't have the guts to take a stand against another or others YOU know are doing wrong, YOU are as much a part
of the wrongdoing as the wrongdoer is. It's a FACT! If it hurts, well then it's up to YOU to make the adjustments, NOT THE VICTIM!!!
"When we gain knowledge, we emancipate ourselves from the bondage of ignorance, but we are then obligated to the responsibility of applying the knowledge gained." ~ #Artsieladie
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"Compassion"
| Laugh and smile and the world will join you. Cry and lament and the world will abandon you. Drama is always drama when it's someone else's pain, It only becomes real when it hits the home domain. If we took just a little time to look just a little deeper, Instead of passing judgment to appease our apathetic creature, We might be able to help avert another's inner pain, Bring them some sunshine through their pouring rain. This is called Compassion, the world's in short supply And instead of helping others, we simply pass them by, Or we criticise and condemn, adding to their grief, Instead of listening with intent to bring them some relief. We must try not to be too busy for someone in need, Never too preoccupied to hear another's plead. Another's pain can be masked, hidden by disguise, Concealed in their heart, behind 'happy' eyes; Or their pain can be shown in ways we will reject, Often and in ways obscured we will not expect. Many times a person suffering from too great a pain Will attempt to test the waters, trying to ascertain, To see who'll care enough about what they're going through, Genuinely concerned when they ask, "What can I do?" Many put up walls to see who'll care enough To climb over them just to call their bluff. Sharing one's pain can be more painful to disclose, Because of others' judgment, condemnation they impose. There is no greater pain than the pain within. Those without fault have forgotten their own sin. When a person finds the courage to from others' help seek, We must not criticise, make fun, or call them weak. Instead, we must show Compassion, try to understand, The courage it has taken them to seek a helping hand. We may or may not be able to help them or assist, But this doesn't mean that their pain does not exist. That all too familiar, "There's nothing I can do", Excusing one from caring, a convenient exit cue, Is too often put in motion just to circumvent One's lack of empathy of callous heart intent. When others cry for help, express their own despair, Often all they need is to know that others care. A little validation of what they're going through, Can make a world of difference, another's strength, renew. But when with callous heart, a troubled soul's dismissed, It may be the final straw and of death, the catalyst. Oh, this world would be a much better place, If we took a little time to see the heart behind the face, A heart that may be suffering but too afraid to tell, A heart that may be drowning in a painful swell. Take a little time to listen to a heart caught in despair, For you may need the same one day, someone that will care. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-08-13 08:00:00 (EST)
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