A Story of God’s Love and Redemption — The light breaks through. A Must Watch

This is the power of the Gospel in testimony and song.

via A Story of God’s Love and Redemption — The light breaks through

ED SHEERAN – THINKING OUT LOUD

For my friday morning.Can’t get enough of the lyrics.It’s so beautiful.

When your legs don’t work like they used to before
And I can’t sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love
Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks

And darling I will be loving you ’til we’re 70
And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23
And I’m thinking ’bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch of a hand
Oh me I fall in love with you every single day
And I just wanna tell you I am

So honey now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I’m thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are

When my hair’s all but gone and my memory fades
And the crowds don’t remember my name
When my hands don’t play the strings the same way, mm
I know you will still love me the same

‘Cause honey your soul can never grow old, it’s evergreen
Baby your smile’s forever in my mind and memory

I’m thinking ’bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe it’s all part of a plan
I’ll just keep on making the same mistakes
Hoping that you’ll understand

But baby now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I’m thinking out loud
That maybe we found love right where we are, oh

(Ah la la, la la la, la la la, la la la la)

So baby now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh darling, place your head on my beating heart
I’m thinking out loud
That maybe we found love right where we are

Oh maybe we found love right where we are
And we found love right where we are

THROW BACK THURSDAY CYNDI LAUPER – TIME AFTER TIME

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles
Confusion is nothing new
Flashback, warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after

Sometimes you picture me
I’m walking too far ahead
You’re calling to me, I can’t hear
What you’ve said
Then you say, go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows
You’re wondering if I’m okay
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

You said go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I’ll be waiting
Time after time

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I’ll be waiting

Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after
Time

My old time favourite.She has a great voice.

CARRY ON

Well I woke up to the sound of silence the cars
Were cutting like knives in a fist fight
And I found you with a bottle of wine
Your head in the curtains and heart like the fourth of July

You swore and said we are not
We are not shining stars
This I know
I never said we are

Though I’ve never been through hell like that
I’ve closed enough windows to know you can never look back

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground
Carry on

Carry on,carry on

So I met up with some friends in the edge of the night
At a bar off seventy five
And we talked and talked about how our parents will die
All our neighbors and wives

But I like to think
I can cheat it all
To make up for the times,I’ve been cheated on
And it’s nice to know
When I was left for dead
I was found and now I don’t roam these streets
I am not the ghost you want of me

If you’re lost and alone or you’re sinking like a stone,
Carry on
May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground and
Carry on

Woah my head is on fire
But my legs are fine
After all they are mine
Lay your clothes down on the floor
Close the door
Hold the phone
Show me how
No one’s ever gonna stop us now

‘Cause we are
We are shining stars
We are invincible
We are who we are
On our darkest day
When we’re miles away
So we’ll come,we will find our way home

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground and
Carry on

(No one’s ever gonna stop us now)
(No one’s ever,no one’s ever gonna stop,no one’s ever gonna stop us now)
(No one’s ever,no one’s ever gonna stop ,no one’s ever gonna stop)
(No one’s ever gonna stop us now)

   CARRY ON BY FUN. WHEN I GET INTO MY CRAZY MOOD ALONE, I PLAY THIS SONG SO LOUD AND SING ALONG.ESPECIALLY ON FRIDAY NIGHTS. ONLY YOU CAN MAKE YOURSELF HAPPY AND I AM DOING THAT.

BOB MARLEY THE LATE : REDEMPTION SONG

ONE OF THE BEST INSPIRATIONAL SONGS IN THE WORLD

Old pirates,yes,they rob I,
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.

But my hand was made strong
By the ‘and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.

Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
‘Cause all I ever have,
Redemption songs,
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourself from mental slavery,
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
‘Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Some say it’s just a part of it,
We’ve got to fulfill de book.

Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
‘Cause all I ever have,
Redemption songs,
Redemption songs,
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourself from mental slavery,
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
‘Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Some say it’s just a part of it,
We’ve got to fulfill the book.

Won’t you help to sing,
These songs of freedom?
‘Cause all I ever had,
Redemption songs.
All I ever had,
Redemption songs
These songs of freedom
Songs of freedom

BY THE LATE BOB MARLEY. HE HAS BEEN ONE OF MY GREATEST

WHEN A DECOMPOSING BODY IS DISCOVERED IN A SHALLOW GRAVE

It’s the second-to-last day of archaeological field school.Dr.Temperance Brennan’s graves are working on a site of prehistoric graves on Dewees,a barrier island north f Charleston,south Carolina,when a decomposing body is uncovered in a shallow grave of a lonely beach.The skeleton is articulated,the bone fresh and the vertebrae still connected by soft tissue; the remains are encased in rotted fabric and toppled by wisps of pale,blood hair- a recent burial,and a case Tempe must take.Dental remains and skeletal gender and race indicators suggest that the deceased is a middle-aged white male but who was he? Why was he buried in a clandestine grave? And what does the unusual vertical hairline fracture of the sixth cervical signify? While Tempe is trying to pike together the evidence,her personal life is thrown into turmoil.When a bullet-intended,for her-puts Tempe’s estranged husband Pete in hospital,her unexpectedly emotional response complicates her on-off relationship with Detective Andrew Ryan.Before long,another body is discovered-and Tempe finds herself drawn deeper into a shocking and chilling investigation,set to challenge her entire view of humanity.

TITLE: BREAK NO BONE

AUTHOR: KATHY REICHS

NO REST FOR THE DEAD,WHEN THE WRONG PERSON IS PUT TO DEATH

No Rest For The Dead By David Baldacci

When Christopher Thomas, a ruthless curator at San Francisco’s Mcfall Art Museum,is murdered and his decaying body is found in an iron maiden in a Berlin museum,his wife,Rosemary,is the primary suspect,and she is tried,convicted,and executed.Ten years later,John Nunn,the detective who cracked the case,is convinced that the wrong person was put to deat.In the years since the case was closed,he’s discovered a web of deceit and betrayal surrounding the Thomas that could implicate any number of people in the crime.With the help of the dead woman’s friend,he plans to gather everyone who was there the night Christopher died and finally uncover the truth,suspect by suspect.Solving this case may be Nunn’s last chance for redemption…… but the shadowy forces behind Christopher’s death will stop at nothing to silence the past forever.

TITLE : NO REST FOR THE DEAD
AUTHOR: DAVID BALDACCI

UNEXPLAINED DEATHS FROM LIVER FAILURE ARE CREATING PANIC

Epidemic investigator Dr. Zol Szabo and his team are called to a high school in the heart of Ontario’s tobacco country,where unexplained deaths from liver failure are creating panic.The team begins to suspect a link with contaminated,cut-price cigarettes manufactured on nearby Grand Basin India Resserve led by the Badger,the multimillionare kingpin of the illicit Native tobacco trade.First- res-ponders from the local fire department become the epidemic’s next victims,and when Zol confronts the Badger,he is rebuffed by the leaders lust for blood,money,and ancient artifacts.High level government authorities,cowed by the weight of Native influence,order Zol to shut down his investigation.As the Badgers contaminated tobacco spreads across the country,he stalks Zol’s family and executes witness after witness.Can Zol dig deep enough to find a creative solution before it’s two late?

TITLE : UP IN SMOKE
AUTHOR: ROSS PENNIE

WHEN AN OLD FRIEND TURNS TO HIM FOR HELP

A hitman must be anonymous,a moral……… and alone.Victor is the face in the crowd you don’t see,a perfect assassin with nothing to live for.But when an old friend turns to him for help,he finds he can’t refuse.For once his objective isn’t to kill,but to protect.Hunted through the streets of London by ruthless enemies,Victor needs more than just a bodyguard… but his every move leads danger closer to the very person he’s vowed to defend

TITLE:BETTER OFF DEAD
AUTHOR:TOM WOOD

BE REAL OR LEAVE ME ALONE

To be Kind is More Important than to be Right.Many times,what people need is Not a brilliant mind that speaks but a Special Heart that Listens.I have tried and tried my best to understand you but your selfish interests always comes first.Love is always full time,never part time,never sometimes and certainly not just on your time.Now,it’s either you be real with me or just leave me alone.

TO HER FAMILY , IT WAS TOO LATE

Denise Amber Lee was a twenty one year old happily married mother of two little boys and the daughter of the head of Charlotte County Sheriff’s Office Marshal Fugitive Task Force in south Florida.She had her whole life ahead of her…….until an intruder broke into her Florida home.She was forced to leave her two children and within a few short hours,she was raped,savagely terrorised and murdered.Michael King,a 38-year-old out of -work plumber,was a ticking time bomb.Incredibly Denise managed to call 911 twice during her abduction.Eyewitnesses and her distraught husband also called,but a slow,inefficient system tragically failed her.King was sentenced to death….but for Denise and her loving family,it was too late.Why did the killer choose this victim?Sometimes you can’t do anything to change the outcome.
TITLE :A KILLERS TOUCH
AUTHOR :MICHAEL BENSO

IT IS BY HIS GRACE

It’s not important to hold all the good card in life,but it’s important how well you play with the cards you hold.Have faith and have a successful life.One of the basic differences between God and humans is,God gives,gives and forgives.But the human get,gets and forgets.Be thankful in life…
If you think it is your alarm clock that woke you up this morning,try putting it beside a dead body and you will realised that it is the Grace of God that woke you up.

REMEMBER : IT IS NOT THE END

Life is not about finding the right person,but creating the right relationship.It’s not how we care in the beginning,but how much we care till the end.Some people always throw stones in your path.It depends on what you make of them:a wall or a bridge?-Remember you are the architect of your life.

Heavy rains remind us of challenges in life.Never ask for a lighter rain,just pray to God for a better umbrella.- That is the attitude.Often when we lose all hope and think this is the end,remember God and pray it is a bend not the end.

THE DEAD

David Blake is back in Newcastle,running three cities;Life is sweet until his bent accountant is arrested for murder.The money is nailed on for a life sentence until he puts five million pounds out of Blakes reach.Now Blake faces an agonising choice;fix the acquitted of a child killer or run out the cash he needs to bankroll his empire.
Meanwhile,Serbian gangsters are taking over his territory and a crazed Russian Oligarch wants to use Blakes drug supply line for his own ends.Back at home,the police are closing in and his girlfriend is asking awkward questions.

TITLE : THE DEAD
AUTHOR: HOWARD LINSKEY

IT DOESN’T MEAN YOU’VE WON

When i shut my mouth and turn to walk away,it doesn’t mean you’ve won. It simply means your stupid ass isn’t worth anymore of my time.