Thoughts From Just Another Passer By

and how do you see heaven today? will it be the same as tomorrow? is it true as snowboarders say? is heaven really a half pipe?

and gather you from all the nations and all the places where I have driven you, says the Lord, and I will bring you back to the place from which I sent you into exile.

some times you just have to hand in the towel and give up

Sitting in the glorious sun filled dining room typing today listening to music, has been stressful and its only lunch time but there has been something more... Music is such an important part of some many peoples lives yet often we regard it as something almost throw away, just there. You could say we even take it for granted... how often though have you felt inspired by song, maybe a song has moved you to tears, moved you to stand, made you realise something, made you stop, made you think, made you humm and sing along, made you happy? sitting here this morning just listening to 16 songs again and again I have been through asorts of music. my brother strums his guiatar not realising the difference in someones life he makes every time he plays. sometimes it's the music, the piano introduction to awesome God, the instrumental in the darkenesses i believe in a thing called love, something just connects to the heart. I'm sure my brother would say that summer in g major by vivaldi m...

i lost what i thought i had and found i still had nothing time doesnt wait for the dor to open does it not any more if the world should end tomorrow we'veall been through this bother and it doesnt take mother earth to recognise the sights and terms condition is what the time cant see its bending willows leaving me sweeping me away in time and tide to pretend the fake of flakey paint we are wasting away pasting away cutting from the screen losing the blood behind the obscene crushing whats left of love by his beside sadly sadly the team is split chicken pox in the boxoff time to tear time to wear fair the fear and fear to be for ever and ever this world is wasting tasting, fasting , shaking shock and then there where two you have to look take away your cheerleaders take away your fame take away your lipgloss mask and pretty blonde dye take away them clothing shoes and what theyhave to say as i really want the real you to shake away this pain scratches on cds post in a box male on th...

what the world needs now they say is love sweet love but i have found a sweeter love and his name is Jesus in ecclesiasties it talks about time and season for every event in life. and looking round you can see each season. the song turn turn turn, look it up sometime. when life looks tough it always seems worse doesnt it and the good stuff always seems better. one of my friends calls it limboing trust the welshy aye you just have to rememeber the solid rock :D

Time for hate time for space time for his amazing grace What the world needs now ....

what the world needs now....

oh what a gloriuos day Oh how can i thank him for what he did a man that stands out that scores would fight for not through oppression or greed but through the fought of love and grace mercy divine and living in dying

like a firework ive zoomed across the sky flown high wondering pondering falsifying and terrifying but not at all undiluting but ever so likely that one day i will go boom a bright fright for you all

when the world runs quiet and you turn up late its not the desire that makes us hate for if the love of a journey was to make it to the end then would it drive us round the bend to be a lone once in a while maybe take that longer mile this world can take it's toll but when it does take the bus the jounrey will be easier on us and tomorrow when the world's okay remember me this happy way and not what i feel

dont wanna stand here but i cant walk away my pain and shame fading into the once coloured frame what this world needs is a hero super-slogan and hope time for him to rise come from the grave three days dead who but can he save and on the dawn of dusk here cries the angels by and at his side tomorrow this world will be different for once again I have my king and praises to him i will sing

Weeping, wasting leaving lately I watch the sun set across the water I watch it rise across the skies And i watch the sun linger midless along the streets they walk for time is swiftly fleeting along this lonely floor and as i see the pairings shatter i watch the postcards flutter from rescue me to save the trees Pictures float past different windows winning motives and if faith has to play it's smallundevaiting path then we should know it's bigger bigger than what we see larger than what we know huger than you and me the mess we have laid down the typing of random scenes linked so cleaverly with rhyming words for this broken world is all i see it's scenes include the summer fields and the snowy mountian tops but more it is the war torn desert and gun ravaged streets and all it takes is the tears of a child to see the human inside us all scared, lost alone I'm crying not for you or me but for this broken world as that is all I can see

tomorrow is a different day lets up it changes us in a different way shape up shake up its time to see that its not your time to believe in me turn round look back at the deep blue see my friends are already on the attack they create and they collapse they shape and they relapse but im not sure i care im not sure if i can stay awake no more im to tired to stand its time for me to fall its time for you to believe in yourself its time for me to fall

Take a stand take a stand, a stab in the dark forget what would happen what has happened its just you against the world now with only a back up plan

so here it is the list as compiled once again by Bx and Ruth: We are Robin Hood!!! Never go to buy something from tescos that hasn't been released try not to smother dolphins photos are friends not food apostrophes such as this one ' right there are um a conumdrum to bx but not to ruth we should go t'pub meh awerome and awo is a new word for a new era time and tide and rain and buses wait for no man or women ruth loves JA more than someone or other does texting is bad for a phone's battery but then so is lasagne dressing gowns make good camp fires dancing with david tennant does not count as a date well it doesnt count if it's a david t calender however dancing with a dolphin could just about = a date lists are fun bx loves ruth ruth loves dragon dragon does not love bx we want Will back! you can't swim on dry land bx was mad enough to try where is the cider?!?!?!? too much cider apples the brain brian will get his come uppance like matt my typing is inaudible y...

Time to rest oh yeah I know hypocritical and all but it is good to really stop to sleep to think to step out of the box/house/town/bus/car/work/world its just what it is escapism

Time has taken it's toll it's made me tired and crazy fallen apart and less in that start paying ways times dont change time for us to change

Sleeping is good sometimes you have to stop think and sleep and if all else fails stop and cut out the thinking