(Jesus said to his Apostles)

John3:7
"Marvel not that I said unto thee... 'Ye' must be born AGAIN.(reincarnated)


1Peter1:23

Being Born AGAIN(reincarnated)... not of corruptible seed... but incorruptible.

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Mark4:30
Then He said... "To what shall we 'liken' the Kingdom of God?
Or with what 'Parable' shall we 'Picture' it?

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Hebrews1:6
And 'AGAIN' when... 'He' bringeth in the 'Firstbegotten' into the World.
He saith, "And let all the Angels of God worship...'Him'.


Matthew 24:36

But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the Angels of Heaven,

but... my Father only.

Ecclesiasticus47:9
He set singers before the altar...that by

their Voices they might make sweet melody.
And daily sing praises in their songs.

                                                                               Psalm33:3 (King David)                                         

                        Sing unto 'Him'a 'New Song'.

                            Play 'SKILLFULLY'..... with a 'LOUD NOISE'.  

                                         

​Hometown Radio Station

​City of Indians, Land of Indians

​(Indianapolis, Indiana)

​Where ALOT of these Songs

are Played Everyday

​​Ecclesiastes 1:9
Everything is Futile.

All things are wearisome, more than one can describe; 
the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear content with hearing.

What has been, is what will be, and what has been done will be done again;

there is nothing new under the Sun.


​ Isaiah42:19(700bce)
'Who'... is Blind, but... My Servant? 
Or Deaf... as My Messenger that I sent?
'Who'..... is as Blind as 'He' that is Perfect?
And Blind... as the Lord's Servant? 


John9:2
"And his Disciples asked him, saying, 
"Master who did sin, this man, or his parents, 
that he was born blind.




Silent Knight

As he sleeps, his eyes closed tight,

I kiss him on his head... good night.

Pull down my covers, shut off my light.

Pray to God with all my might,

that in the morning, my child has sight.


I dream of that when I arise,

I awaken to his starring eyes.

With speechless words and much surprise,

he says "Thank you Daddy... for my eyes".


I dream this dream... so many times.

My thoughts and dreams... turn to rhymes.

If only I could change one thing.

For him to see the falling rain.

To see the clouds pass over head.

To see the stars and apples red.


But he doesn't... and he doesn't mind.

For he doesn't know... that he is blind.



written     March 4th 1987