Seventh Day Sunset

Hindsight Memories

Posted on July 7, 2024
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by Peter Friedlander

Look back and talk, invite yourself, not your current self, but someone that you may forgotten, invite your forgotten emotions to your table that you make. What would you say? After all these years, your old friend, knowing now of your journey, and your growth, your victories and your losses, and of those friendships only for a season. Putting out a welcoming hug and ornaments before you, on a table of feasts, what would the conversations be of your troubled memories? Sit down with, and wrestle with what you had once lived, with pills, and bottles, caused you to see who is talking at you, what is before you, hating what you see, free or hang onto what makes you free, or hang onto your right to push forward or move onward, not bargaining to gamble with this alter ego. With this table, confronted with their past, people see pride, shame, guilt, success,...

A Prayer for Marriage

Posted on July 6, 2024
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by Peter Friedlander

Often as husbands and wives press towards unity, there are hidden traps that have been laid. Here's how you can cover your marriage under the Lord of Hosts. Lies:Luke 8:17 "For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open." Father, I'm praying for the exposure in both me and my wife to God's light and truth, and protection from falsehoods that would want to create division. Help me distinguish between our walk and other people's walk. I will take comfort in you. Help me die, make things known in my life, repent and change, so I can listen to you. Marriage:Prayer that all disturbance in my marriage would cease and show themselves for what they are.Protection while we are traveling, including cars in all directions (left, right, behind, forward), that animals would stay away. Mind:2 Corinthians 10:5 "We demolish...

Out of the hands of self-betrayal

Posted on July 6, 2024
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by Peter Friedlander

When are you calling it over, this addiction? The flight is real, the crave is real, the heart is real, the fight, freeze, or flight is real, the chemicals are real, the draw is real. Promises are near, hope is near, your will and courage are near, steps are near, finish lines are near. Disappointments, setbacks, anger, and inner rage—all of this is in your powerful hands of hurt. To those who find the way out, it's real. Those who dare to take every thought captive to the Maker so He can begin to change the flight path, that's real. To those who overcome, surrender completely deadbolt to the water in order to find blessing in the waiting, that is real. To overcome in the hands of the Father and His blessings is real. Turning pages as a race for perfection in the mirror of adversity, the pure in heart will see. Although the passion of...

An Ireland Poem

Posted on July 6, 2024
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by Peter Friedlander

In the north, there is a place winding in a castle of hills where the conversations of two friends become part of rivers. The voice of the rushing wind, blended within the trees of old, tells stories of a faithful peace that stretches across the land, reaching the oceans of history. With every morning breath, there is a still, quiet, welcoming thought, reminding you this is where you ought to be.  You're part of the land, you're part of us here, breathe in my warmth, and take a step with me. Walk down the road, around the bend where there are fellow men, happy with music all around. The lush and green country is the place where spirits sing. Where laughter starts with a distant melody of ones own pilgrimage.  The rocky cliffs down to where the ocean forms are a place that no man has forgotten. Where they may have seen a creature that told stories...