Live Life Today Sometime my mind will take it's flight, Back o'er the sands of time, Recall with joy and great delight, Those lovely scenes that come to mind. Those "olden days" of youthful fun, That brings my heart much cheer, Those "golden days" that now are done, Hold memories so dear. But I can't live in days gone by, There's so much yet for me to do, I'll leave the past where it does lie, Seek today for what is "new". Sometime my mind will take it's flight, To future worlds unseen, To view with hope the things that might, Fulfill my greatest dream. Those "unknown days" are yet ahead, I know not what they hold, That "not shown page" I haven't read, It's substance isn't told. But I can't live in days not here, For they may never come, I'll leave the future in it's "sphere" Today is my day in the sun. And so my mind turns to today, This is the time that I must live, Of past and future I've no say, Today's the time that I must give, Of heart and mind and spirit, Of life and purpose true, So all I touch may hear it, God's grace will see you through. Just live today as tho your last, And friend it well could be, The past is gone, it goes so fast, The future you can't see. We only have this moment, To hold within in our hand, So live your life within it, Leave footprints on the sand.

I am impressed with such lovely post you all have done here for Carla's forum. Yeah im weaping right now with such tremedious Joy! As a dsciple of Christ (Priest if you will) i have so many to share with everyone here at Adland and i dont think there is no- limit. But this one comes to mind when i think of my day ahead, it's in the Book of Isaiah, one i call the mind of God's thinking, anyway, its Isaiah 56 and it reads " Maintain justice and do what is right, for my salvation is close at hand and my rightiousness will soon be revealed. (Jesus) of course. Moving on in verse 2 " Blessed is the man who does this, the man who holds it fast, who keeps the Sabbath without desecrating it, and keeps his hand from doing any evil." To "me" the "Sabbath" means to try and do this eachday of the week.

Hi Carla,

From The Garden

I walk through the garden, naked and unashamed

There is no one else to be found, no one else to blame

I am all alone, with nature as my only friend

My thoughts were not of companionship,

Within the emptiness, there is a need

an insatiable want, my maker must feed

I ask him for a friend to find,

and in a union, so shall we bind

A woman was given to appease the soul,

I am man, I am now whole

We walk through the beauty of it all together,

and to her, my soul I bare

For with this woman by my side, my life I now will share

Looking up toward the sky, I ask, where did such beauty you find

In a thunderous voice he answers, my son, from your mind

And as she rests beside a tree, I am asked to taste fruit,

for she was told it would set us free

My eyes are now open, and I am ashamed

I went against his wishes, for this I am to blame

As we walk away from the garden, for I know that we must leave

I look up towards the Heavens and yell,

Father I still love you, and will teach our children to believe.

By Nick Sym