Knowledge?

I think the best definition of "knowledge", that I have ever read from a dictionary would be: 'the sum of what is known'. Of course that 'sum' may vary, in all cases we are more or less knowledgeable than another. It's a trip to think that from some point of for someone out there, life begins at the "know". Not talking about a form of consciousness. I can't say that I've discovered any new understanding or wisdom, you see, I'm sure that I think too much about many things all the time and communicating helps me see what is actually there. So here is what I know. Man cannot know all that which is known. I learned that from King Solomon. Then from apostles and yes, I learned from Jesus, God Himself.
Bold words!...yea I know. "If you got it you got it" some like to say. haha.
Anyway, Solomon was the wisest man to ever live, but Jesus, Jesus is the wisdom of God. So I got to thinking some more right. Jesus is Emmanuel = God with us! My definite Bible believing, God fearing acceptance of this truth (no one needing to agree) won't allow me to agree with anyone else but him on Most things in life. So what am I saying? ... I'm trying to get there.


Jesus, Son of God, Son of Man, Lord, Messiah said, "“I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me." (stick with me here)


Knowledge, to know the known, that which is... (The Truth?)
Beginning - End, How-Where, What-Who, When, Why...(The Way?)
From life comes life, to know, the way to life is life?...(The Life?) 


Hmmm... Life.


life begins with and ends with God, God, eternally existing, the source of life. Being the "know", possessing the "know" we obviously cannot attain. We don't even fully know ourselves. I learned this from King David.


We all yearn to know. To be known even. I believe this is what god did with creation, creating so that all existence, especially man, might "know" Him.


Now one can only wonder of what they do not know. And of what they do know, whether or not it is truth. But the beginning of knowledge and wisdom is the fear of the LORD. (reverence of, acknowledgement of, respect of, fear of God.)


 I came to a point that I HAD TO confess to know nothing, al so that I might discover what is known (the know), that knowledge could be found. So in conclusion, we have not and can not attain knowledge: "the sum of what is known."


Such is a great endeavor of man that faith can only satisfy.
Jesus is the Way, the Truth, the Life.
Who shows us the Father, who sends the Spirit, who seals us.
Sealing for us ... knowledge.
Knowledge not being God, but found in God, where my soul finds rest.
From all fear unknown.

The One

This can turn into a sermon, a teaching, a curriculum, a novel even. So don't do it. Especially because I'm not right now either, but I might. So cut me some slack and don't steal this one. Get it, 'this one', because I titled my post "The One". hahahahaha .......... man I crack myself up. Anyway, let me get this out. Ecclesiastes 3:11 says "He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end." (scroll down)










I think about relationships all day


For all that I am knowledgeable of and connected to


My relationships


Like a web that I am at the center at, I spread 360 degrees


It's straight, it's bent, it's boxed, it's flat


and all come back to me


My relationships


And something... always... is the closest... it... could possibly be


But all I want would be The One that centers these with me


I am never found alone, when even darkness finds its home, among the space where nothing roams, but lonely it can be


so when it has come down to this


The One becomes my need


In the eyes of all I see this plain as if a mirror placed in front of me is clear your face is what I see how can I see myself in ev-ree-ba-dee that I see when they're not me I only long and look for you where I see me you see my eyes they beg you please reveal yourself so that I see what lie beneath will match that hollow point which leaves me in my grief please be THE ONE!


My relationship.


Heart beating rapidly


Breathe not attached to me


Breathing won't produce peace


For this is how the soul rages


Causing the life to reach and cling


To relationship.


A web is not a road, it's oblivion


A road is not life, at the end from beginning


And this is not the way


The truth is that life is eternal .... ly


God


From my beginning


Death has been with me


"I'm looking for life", I say


but all you keep doing is mocking me


My Relationships.


I realized again you're not The One


The friend, lover, sister, brother, mother, other and EVERYTHING...


I looked again


"you, are not me."


"I'm looking for life" you say


"you, are not... me."


...


"give up" I heard


This came from not my web (lol)


I looked 360 degree and all of them still there


My relationships


"Which one of you have spoken, will you come out in the open, please move closer to this center fill this empty space with me"


Still nothing


Not one connection to my web tugging


"give up" I heard


I knew immediately. "The One"


"It's you, you are the one."


"please come and take this grief, please tell me this could be, who are you I can't see you, who are you,..."


"are you me"


Silence came to me.


then all so suddenly he said


"I AM THAT I AM"


"I AM"


" THE ONE"


....is He. not her. no thing.  not me.

Many Skies

I saw many skies today


They stare, standing at one of them


and families gather families to this Lake


Walking's and holdings
They're coming and going


Just passing it by


Some uncontrolled volume like ripples in time, move backwards to the place where the pebble declines


The sun's blaring yellow,
It spread to a purple
Proceeding from melting of orange


Thank You God for the many skies I see

Laboring Saints

Laboring Saints

It; comes in those hard times

Because worship starts after midnight

In the struggle of the flesh

Weak; while the spirit is willing

Secrets revealing the innermost longings for the petitions before the throne of Majesty

We cry for the lost

This travesty

Deceived

So we intercede for thee

Christ intercedes for us

 Fighting through the hours of the darkness

Praying unceasingly

As

Laboring Saints

This Weekend

This weekend was ideal. All the things you look forward to in a weekend. Well, at least I do, at this time, in this place. I'll quickly and briefly run through the list; and this will be brief.

Saturday
Sleep
Food
TV- Hulu Plus
Movies- Netflix
Sassy (our lil black dog)
Little Sister - bike ride, scooter, teach basketball, play board games(family), roller skates and play fighting, singing perfect u-flat notes and reading the Bible together
Alone time
Phone talk with a Special back in Illinois
Sleep

Sunday
Breakfast
Grow hour @ church- aka Sunday School
Great Worship and Teaching of the Word of God (expository)
Church Meeting :-)
Popeye's Chicken
Homework with Mom
Moment with my cuz JW3
Home writing this blog
Anticipating a couple phone calls and maybe then a movie and then sleep.

NEED I SAY MORE..... BYE! 

3 Weeks Back!!!

Three weeks back of old bro ties and hi fives
Three weeks back were long hug holds and good byes

Three weeks back settling dust left untouched
Three weeks back kicking up dust as a must

Three weeks back was facebook, phone talks and Skype calls
Three weeks back and most ain't heard a word from me at all

Three weeks back handling problems tryna solve them
Three weeks back explaining how I even got them

Three weeks back working loving my job
Three weeks back working to try to get a job

Three weeks back rehearsing getting ready to act together
Three weeks back ready to keep my act together

Three weeks back and it still feels like Three weeks back
Three weeks back is hard to feel the Three weeks back

She Is Not A Dream

She stood there
Rail gripped, big lips steady pokin out
Tattoo on the foot, what I'm talkin bout
Curly hair, Thick and black
Big bubble glasses to match it
Grey top wrapping top figure
For a moment I gave thought that I could get her since
Her facial expressions kept flexin when my eyes turn to meet her
Because my hope  is just to please her so that I could catch that smile again
Daydreaming
Mist of thought caught floatin in the wind

Eclectic in her style
The beauty of those big blue eyes behind clear lenses
Her dark hair compliments
Spots of tattoos and presence of past piercings
Damn, she's sexy
She rocks the hair well
No nail polish, no Amish in her bloodstream
No smile either
Good thing it was a daydream

Blonde hair though I call it brown
Green eyes sometimes take on a tint of brown
But she'll turn red when the sun smile at her too long
And she cant help but smile
That ponytail is so swell
I caught a whiff of fragrant shampoo I think
And I am satisfied
Because she is not a dream