R.H. Snow's Blog, page 25

MAGDALENA

The Woman taken in Adultery - painting by Guercino, 1621Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedLying in the dust - face down - upon a crowded street,clutching at the sandals strapped upon the Master's feet; Learned men of Law demand to stone the sinful whore- But Jesus whispers "Woman..." and implores her "sin no more" .....Woman, where thine accusers be? They every one have flown;for Christ said only sinless be the first to cast the stone......This is the Way of God's Love,This is the Way of True Love; the song in the night that weaves Light,the way of the Heart that leads homeover the narrow and steep path, back the Valley of Love's death;ever God finds us, in love to Him binds us, leaving behind us the burdens that blind usto Hope, and the Way of God's Love......Woman, where thine accusers be? Tis' Christ who will atone- for Christ made thee to sinless be, and made thy sin his own........Magdalena! Magdalena -loved by Christ upon the Throne!If spared by He, then how can webe first to cast the stone?

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ECLIPSE FLIGHT - BUTTERFLY PHOTOBOMBS BEGINNING ECLIPSE SHOT

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TEXAS TOTALITY- TOTAL SOLAR ECLIPSE - LIMESTONE COUNTY TEXAS- 04/08/2024 1:41PM

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MONSTERS, MINECRAFT & MOLON LABE

Surely the Raiders will leave me alone because I am riding a Pink Unicorn💖Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedGaze into the starry voidthen leap into the sky;over hill and countrysideI swoop, and soar and fly - Above my virtual domainfilled with chests of goldand all the goods and industrythis world of wealth can hold - Until the Monsters come and blowit all to smithereens;and then I am reminded ofthe worlds I'm in-betweens...the world of real life challengesand dishes in the sink;of gardens that won't grow themselvesand nations on the brinkof wars and death and pestilenceand bills that must be paid - of how my chests are full of foodand blocks that must be laidby hand. The toil of work and sweatin labouring is done;and while it's highly admirableit sometimes is no fun...digging dirt and chopping woodis ever work, not play; then Monsters come and sidle upto steal it all away...planning for the painis part of Real and Online Dreams -one must stop the Monsterslest they turn them into memes.So in Leisure, so in Life; a lesson can be found -one must stop the Monstersor they'll put you in the ground.

HAPPY EASTER - He is RISEN!

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedBehold now He comes, the Light of the World, Defender of Life, The King of All Kings! Ruler of Ages, Savior Eternal - the Stone rolls away, the Universe sings! ☀️HE IS RISEN☀ Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published️

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EASTER IS COMING

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedTo those who weep in dark despairbeside the sad and empty chair;lift up your eyes - and see God there:Easter is coming...Fling out your words and put to flightthe lingering shadows of the night;lift up your eyes and see the Light -Easter is coming! Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published

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AN ORANGE

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedToday, I ate an orangethe color of an autumn skyits sweetness tinged with tang, awry -the flavour of the sun;a fruit for ancient noblesin regal robes of silk and golddraped thick in jewels manifold,who fought to eat just one...a child out picking cottonstarving for a bite to eat,thirsting for an orange sweetto eat, but there was none -the dustbowl dried, then vanished.That child who left her dirt floor home,her wandering feet the world to roam,her years of hunger done -would bloom into my mother.That memory was bittersweet;of longing for one orange, sweet,beneath a blazing sun... and each time she ate one the bitter came undone - her sweetest treasure, won......Today I ate an orange- sweet wealth in every one. Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published

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WEEP NOW FOR THE INNOCENT

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWeep now for the Innocents, the ones War comes to findin Churches, Temples, Schoolyards, when the bombs are falling, blind;where the Wicked search for targets, leaving blood and tears behind - Weep now for the Innocents of War.Weep now for their families, weep now for their kinwhen their anger turns to hatred and their hatred turns to sinwhen the light inside is fading and the darker thoughts beginweep now for the innocents of War...

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I WILL LIVE

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThree things I can’t live without: CoffeeCold WaterYouand yet I know the truth;someday I may face Life without familiar warmth; the comfort of chilled glass,the hands that once I held -I shall live without, and ache insideand yet I still will live…Three things I can’t bear to see:SorrowSuffering DeathAnd yet I know the facts;Someday I will face sorrow without any rescue;the suffering of loved ones,the death of a dream - I shall live with it, and agoniseand yet I still will live…Three things I will remember:Faith HopeLoveand yet I know the end; That day I will fight Demons with all left in me;the Faith beyond my feeling,the Hope of Love alive - I shall live with Heart defiant,and yes, I still will live…I will live