Showing posts with label God is great. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God is great. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Spot On, IMHO...

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Christ's message to this world to love God and love our fellow human beings are not idle suggestions. Social inequity and economic injustice are not rational or efficient or justifiable no matter what sort of pseudo-religious, mathematical gobbledygook modern-day secular authorities come up with to believe in the righteousness of their wrongfulness. And if a society, or a civilization, opts to go against their Creator's will, instruments of corrective chastisement emerge on the historical stage to hold people to account.

It's just the way it is.

God's Kingdom is near, but not in the way man plans.

"Turn to me and be saved, all you ends of the earth; for I am God, and there is no other.

By myself I have sworn, my mouth has uttered in all integrity a word that will not be revoked: Before me every knee will bow; by me every tongue will swear.

They will say of me, 'In the LORD alone are righteousness and strength.' "All who have raged against him will come to him and be put to shame.

But in the LORD all the descendants of Israel will be found righteous and will exult.

(Isaiah 45:22-25)

Friday, June 19, 2009

Allāhu Akbar, الله أكبر.

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Today Friday 19 June 2009
Tomorrow Saturday is very important; Day of destiny.
Tonight the screams of “God is great” [Allah-o Akbar]
is louder than on any other night.

Where is this place?
Where is this place that all paths are closed? All doors are shut?
Where is this place that no one helps us?

Where is this place that we shout out our words with only silence?
Where is this place?
Where is this place that its people’s only call is to God?
Where is this place that its cry of Allah-o Akbar ["God is Great"]
Grows louder and louder every minute?

Every day I wait to see if at night
The cries of “God is Great” grows louder or not.
I tremble as I hear them getting louder and louder.
I do not know if God trembles too or not.

Where is this place that we the innocents are stuck in [imprisoned]?
Where is this place that no one can help us?
where is this place that we are only shouting out our words with silence?
Where is this place that the youth are killed and people stand in the street and pray?
They stand in the blood and pray.
Where is this place that people are called [vagrants] trouble makers?
Where is this place?
Do you want me to tell you?

It is Iran.
It is my home land and your home land.
It is Iran.



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