Spiritual Laws Revealed For Our BenefitWhen God had revealed the laws to man it was for their own benefit. People react to the knowledge of God's laws as something oppressive. How is knowledge of limits one should follow for their own lively hood oppressive? It's like saying a person is better blind because he/she who is blind is no longer limited by visible things. As if, because they are not aware of a wall, that suddenly that unawareness would allow them to walk through the wall. The law was shown to mankind so man would know what is good for them and what is destructive to them.Spiritual Laws Revealed For Our Benefit by Christ-is-Written
We know and can see the physical effects of the natural laws, and we are for the most part forced to stay within those limits. The spiritual laws which are considered invisible, we see them as relative or irrelevant, but it is through them that our character takes shape. Regardless of what we think of them, they are still active. Wasn't the knowledge of natural laws beneficial to us? Then how much more important is knowledge of the spiritual law
My little PoemSitting here outside and clouds walk by.My little Poem by andripc
Trying to find the light in this dark sky
It feels like I'm finally out of sight
The rain starts to fall as the same time it rains in my heart
After clearing my eyes i see this guy
I see he is all alone but at the same time he shines so bright
He dances in the rain feeling like he touched the sky
Then our eyes meet and his mile smile filled with light
I couldn't just bare so i walked up to him try to say "Hi"
As I walked up to him water falls down from this roof called sky
I thought it would feel cold but it actually felt nice
He walked up to me and hold my hand
Cheeks burned red and all sorts of feelings run through my mind
He locked his sea blue eyes into mine and said:
Promises for a FoolDeath lied to her.
It told her walking barefoot through the forest would be as safe as a fairy tale. It said her skeleton was strong as steel, that windstorms would not break her bones. Death made her reckless; death made her a daring, rule-breaking dreamer who lived in a house of cards.
Winter deceived her.
Winter told her it meant no harm, told her all she needed was a jacket made of thistles to protect her from its sharp bitter claws. Winter turned her skin pale, her lips blue. Winter nearly killed her, it weakened her. Winter played a dangerous game, but it never lost, Winter was cunning, Winter was a cheater in a game with no rules.
Time would be the end of her.
Time made her run, quick as eyes blink, with steps that crushed the autumn leaves that had already fallen victim to time's deceitful tricks. TimeDeath's best friendturned her from a daredevil to a weakened child who hid from her fears instead of facing them, made her hide from danger, made her run while looking